<div class="floatright">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/ID-100230335_zpswp4fgb0z.jpg)</div><strong>Walo, Charlotte (wearing black robe and sandals), Elder Amphelice, High Priest Yahir<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Newgate city - Banquet Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> All PCs <br/></strong><hr/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12902551#msg12902551">Quote from: Doomblade403xxx on 13-01-2017, 04:21:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alistair sits next to Charlotte. "Just ignore her." He says casually and speaks low enough for this conversation to be considered private. "I have concerns...as a group we are...unfocused in our word and deed. We are strangers forced from our home realm and are now strangers in a strange land." He pours both of you some wine before preparing a plate of food for both him and yourself. "I don't know what our future holds, but I feel if we are not willing to work together we will be ground into dust and blown to the past." <br/><br/>It's important to note he seems interested in building the foundation of relationships with people, as it will be those relationships that keep us alive. There are already cracks in the party dynamic and those need to be repaired before we are all called to ruin. <br/><br/>"I am Alistair by the way."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Charlotte," she answered gingerly and softly. She took the wine and whispered into it, "I agree with you." She tried to stay focused on the table. This was an unusual group and she felt as if the tension could be sliced with a spoon.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12903012#msg12903012">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 13-01-2017, 10:51:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Tim noticed tension between Jess and Charlotte (and noticed Charlotte was about say something, nothing nice perhaps but decided to be silent about it), albeit he did smile when Kristina came up and felt nice Jess chose to take seat besides himself. Albeit Tim is not expert he can tell there is tension up in the air. He also listened Alistair who spoke quietly for working together he nods and replies (speaking quietly); "True, teamwork is important but teamwork does not work if you cannot build trust and respect to each other. Besides being willing to work with someone. More so what I heard there is no 'healing' magic in this world, you can blast enemy apart with fireball but not cure magically like in most RPG games. Meaning injuries sustained in battle cannot be cured immediately and need sit and rest to recover from them."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The High Priest answered Tim. "That is true. True healing is something of legend and myth."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12902582#msg12902582">Quote from: Kathyan on 13-01-2017, 04:34:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Enough? I don't get what you mean, what are talking about?" Jessica ask in with an innocent look, she sure enjoyed playing around with Charlotte and she played fool only to see her go mad. She didn't care how Charlotte could react, or how angry she could get, it was clear for her that she wanted something to happen between them but the latina girl wouldn't go easy on her yet and would keep teasing her until it would be 'Charlie' the one crumbling and making a move on her.<br/><br/>Without having a seat yet and still leaning on the back of the chair Jessica turned and looked at the High priest then and spoke up with no regard for his authority and in a rather friendly tone, "Well I could just ask for some steak and beer but hearing what you just said about having a great variety I'm instead gonna say that you go ahead and surprise me" She would then await until they brought some drinks, whatever it was they were offering them, and then make toast on the group. "To new friends and adventure, and a long lasting coalescence, for we are the champions of... of... what was the name of this hamlet? Anyway We are not losing anyone to the lurking creatures around, today we feast on our meeting, but tonight we will feast on victory! Cheers!" It might not be the most motivational speech but Jessica was sure a bit excited on the whole 'let's get medieval' thing. It couldn't be told if she actually thought this was happening for real or not but her words sure seemed to be quite honest as her intentions to help her new partners. She would then rise her cup and expect everyone to do the same, after that short display she would finally sit down and wait to enjoy the abundant meal to come.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Then Jess started make her speech, which made Tim cringe little as Jess forgot very place she is champion in and he adds; "Newgate Jess, Newgate." He likewise raised his ale mug up for cheers as did Kristina, he can agree on sentiment for longer standing friendly relationships but he feels things are fractured a bit. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Amphelice raised her cup and exclaimed, "Well spoken, Champion! I am pleased to see you taking to your station!"<br/><br/>The High Priest also raised his cup, drank and said nothing. His eyes seemed concentrated and troubled.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12903127#msg12903127">Quote from: Rummy Tum Tum on 13-01-2017, 12:58:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">While his body was fully satisfied, his mind wasn't. Not quite yet. Maybe some food and a hell of a lot of alcohol would do the trick. And straight answers, he figured, would be just lovely. At the very least, he felt physically relaxed when he-- with some hesitation-- left his new orc friend in the baths and headed to the banquet hall. He entered in the middle of Jessica's speech, and took the nearest seat available. <strong>"Yup, yup, cheerio."</strong> He responded absently, lifting his mug in half-assed celebration of victory and friendship, before drinking down the ale quickly and unceremoniously. He released a breath, relishing the feel of the spirit pushing him further from sobriety. <strong>"Yeah, that'll do nicely. Keep them comin'."</strong> He said with a bright smile in the direction of the servant who'd given him the drink.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12902996#msg12902996">Quote from: Muse on 13-01-2017, 10:26:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Yadi ate heartily, feeling herself grow stronger by the hour.  "So Tim," she inquired before official buisness began, "Have you figured out any more, erm...  Magic?  What's it like?  And how did you figure out what you could do?"  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As he sips from the ale mug Tim hears woman's question (does not know her name but she is pretty) and once he finishes his sip he replies; "Well, I have figured in total three minor magic tricks. Two of them does not need anything besides gesture and word but one needs bit of fleece to work. Magic feels, well, like a spark inside you which you ignite when you speak right words and gestures and feels like goosebump going through your mind and body. At least when I use this minor magic called <em>cantrips</em>.<br/><br/>I got idea of those just deep self-contemplation and through it details of minor magic came to mind, as I had played in several games on tabletop as a wizard and so I concluded I am likely a wizard, and thus wizards ingraine knowlegde of magic so deeply to their minds they can recall it easier and becoming second nature to them. Sorcerers perhaps feel it more instinct based manner than wizards do, sort inner intuition as spells are literally expression of their personalities and thus deeper part of them. As wizard I cannot use more than cantrips without studying a spellbook. Where as sorcerers do not need books ready their higher tier magic."<br/><br/>Tim takes bit of fleece which he had purposefully stored in his trousers pockets from the towels used in baths, rubbing bit on fleece he creates visual display of new year's eve fireworks from London Square in miniature form above the dinning table, most recent memory he had before arriving to new world. It had no noise but as visuals go it was complex and pretty looking as he smiles and says; "But even with cantrips you can do lot fancy stuff with it. One wiser sayings goes; measure wizard by magic they have but measure master of magic by their mastery over cantrips."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Kristina watched Tim's fireworks with a smile on her face as she chewed her food before swallowing to speak. "Very cool Tim! On the subject of magic, I think I can do one of those can trip things. It's like a bolt of fire that I shoot at stuff. Something clicked in my brain when you were talking about magic while we were on the road and it made me think I could do it. I haven't tried to do it yet though because I'm afraid I might accidentally start a fire." Kristina then took another bite of roast beef.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Greg received and began tearing into his plate of beef, potatoes, bread, assorted vegetable, and stew. He would listen for a short while as Tim spoke about magic, but finding none of it resonating with him, he instead turned his attention to High Priest Yahir. In non-middling terms, when first met, that man had had the appearance of someone with a bug up his ass. He was going to call out to him, and to question him about his early departure from their meeting, but was torn from that line of thought when an image filled with fireworks began to dance silently in the air above the table. Distracting as it had been, he had to admit it was entertaining. He only wondered what kind of things he'd be able to do when the time came. <strong>"Cool shit."</strong> He said to Timothy with a thumbs up, before carrying on speaking for anyone to listen in on if they pleased. <strong>"So if this place is anything like Dungeons and Dragons, and I'm probably like a Fighter... I don't play D&amp;D, but I know those are like the basic swords and shields type class. I <em>think</em> I'd prefer fireballs or kung fu prowess, honestly."</strong> With his next words, he shifted his gaze to the High Priest. <strong>But hey, I guess that's just the will of Ackaedes. But I'm sure I'll make just the<em> best</em> meat shield. Certainly the handsomest, wouldn't ya say?"</strong> A wink and click of the tongue accompanied his last statement, and he did not bother to hide the wicked grin belying the disingenuous nature of his flirting.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kristina took a moment to stop eating her food again to talk. "Definitely handsome, but being a meat shield doesn't sound like a good idea to me. You should use a real shield instead of yourself. I'm not sure what type of class I am and I don't know much about Dungeons and Dragons, but I did read the Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, and those Eragon book series and those books had magic and dragons in them. " She then went back to eating her food.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12903406#msg12903406">Quote from: Kathyan on 13-01-2017, 17:45:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jessica sipped her wine slowly, she had reached for the finest drink she was able to see as there was little to no chance she had this at home and certainly wanted to pamper herself, before she started hearing everybody else comments about the real world.<br/><br/>She kinda felt weird her body had not really changed but it seemed she was not the only one, she was not displeased at all like others could be on this fact but she still felt herself strangely attracted to those pointy ears and having one of those yummy cock between her legs to pound say Charlotte wouldn't have been bad either. She let her eyes look wonder and stop at the girl who was mad at her when thinking about this and immediately blushed but it took a moment for her to realize and avert her eyes away and look for something to eat. Did she noticed? What could she possibly think about it?, Jessica decided not to worry about and turned her attention to the table instead.<br/><br/>The food looked really delicious and indeed it was, the meat was soft and juicy beyond anything she had tasted before and the vegetables were amazing, she expected just some salad there as a side dish not whole plates that made the blurry memories of the homemade meals of her childhood fade out of her head even more. The fireworks were a nice addition to mood up the atmosphere too but all that gibberish about dungeons and dragons made Jessica wonder what kind of geeks she was stuck with, well at least they were cute geeks so she tried to no put much attention to their gamer fantasies.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12903773#msg12903773">Quote from: Kathyan on 13-01-2017, 22:09:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jessica's was already feeling more relaxed thanks to the delicious food so she took a chance to stretch out under the table as Gregory continued speaking and reach out for his groin with her foot and stroke him discreetly while she offered a casual smile on him above the table "Worry not too much our '<em>meaty</em>' shield friend for even if I don't play a fighter in your little tabletop game I do enjoy close combat fighting so you wont be alone in the front lines my indeed handsome soldier"<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stealth so nobody notices what she is doing under the table</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-01-13 15:08:11, Jessica (uid: 58724) rolls: 1d20a+5 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99002)<br/></div></div><br/>The geek talk continued and now even Kristina had joined along, Jessica sure enjoy some of the movies they were talking about but it was all starting to get a little weird for the street gang girl so she turned her attention to Charlotte once again hoping she wasn't into that too, "So tell us Charlotte..." Jessica's usual spark gone down a bit in that moment as she didn't call her by any other name, "... do you play this dragons and dungeons thing too" she really was a expecting a negative answer but didn't want to push it either. Meanwhile she continued her stealthy footjob under the table.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Charlotte had the sneaking suspicion that Jessica was now feeling up Greg. Truly, the woman had no shame. Hadn't the woman ever heard of STDs? She dared not look for any confirming evidence. Slowly, but purposely she answered, "No. I never played."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12904392#msg12904392">Quote from: Doomblade403xxx on 14-01-2017, 03:41:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alistair eats quietly and says nothing choosing instead to just observe. The more he observed and the less he liked the situation they were in. He wipes his hands on his napkin and tosses it on the table. One might think he would wait for the high priest to speak on their situation but the look on his face said it all. Whatever is going to happen will happen, and no amount of attempting to bond with these people will save either him or them. He pushes his chair out and stands. "Goodnight."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>From the false door, everyone hears a blood curdling scream. Whether it had been the alcohol, your hunger or exhaustion, all of you suddenly realize that Vara and Taylor Swift have not been with you at the Feast.<br/><br/>Amphelice and Charlotte rose from the table. Neither the High Priest nor Amphelice made a move for the door. Charlotte, aghast, inquired, "Isn't anyone going to check that out?"<br/><br/>The High Priest answered, "To what end? You are our Champions." He gave her a sly grin.<br/><br/>Charlotte huffed and stared down the party, clearly expecting them to assist.