LostDestiny

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Aura crossed her arms and looked over her companions, each seeming to be more riled than the next. She held back laughter as Cascade called this woman an anglerfish. "I am told it's bad mannors to give away gifts from friends especially first gifts. And attempting to guilt my friend here into making the choice you want them to make is certainly a tactic, one I am afraid I might have taken the libery of hardening them to in my time with with them. Take the hint, and take a hike. I am sure there are many short piers you can take a long walk off of around here." Her tone remaining casual and calm as she spoke.

She tunred to her companions. "We have entertained this enough I think, it's a waste of time and we should really get moving, after all, an item a devil or fiend, or whatever this lady might be, is interested in is certainly one worht holding onto in my books." She was bored of this game and the sooner they left it behind the better for everyone involved. The being was trying to get under their skin, waste their time, she wasn't entirely sure but she didn't like it any more than anyone else did.

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Im trying not the be the first one to respond this time since this doesn't really concern Aura. I mean it does, but it doesn't XD

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

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Well her actions will stop Flicker from losing their cool right now, that's for sure.

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We will see if this even does anything. There is a decent ammount of bluffing and half truths here. I might need to roll something XD

Also side note, I like to think Aura and Flicker can be just as terrifying as the other but Aura is cold and calculated and Flicker is hot and brash. Puns intended.

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Aura's senses went back to her own and she slid off the wagon and back onto the ground. She walked back toward the imp, passed Cascade, putting a hand on the water genasi's shoulder and squeezing a little before moving closer to the imp and leaning down.

"Little buddy does appear to have some hearing issues, perhaps he only hears what he wants to hear, don't you know making deals with genie and genie kin is just as bad as making deals with devils?" There was a sickly sweet tone to her voice that she only used when Aura was annoyed but hiding it, or when she was up to something. (Think customer service voice) "Perhaps we like the challenge and don't want an easy way out. But please, do tell what is the supposed deal, what on this and every other plan do you think we would trade our souls for? Hmm?" It was at this point that most of the party would realize that Aura was simply playing with this Imp now. He wanted to be a bother, she would get her entertainment out of this one way or another. After all the travel here had been quite boring, why not make things interesting now? "And remember dear imp, tread lightly, I am well versed in making deals and bargains with otherworldly beings." A partial truth to be sure but one that might make the imp rethink at least how it approached this situation.

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Sorry been trying to decide if Aura is gunna mess with not only the imp but the party at this point, though to be fair what I wanna do I am sure the party would have seen Aura do before since they have traveled together for a while. Other than Cascade of course.

Edit: I decided to do it, mostly.

One Piece: The Devil's Due (Always Accepting!)

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Annabelle figured spending the next day hiding out in her hotel room was the best course of action. She had opened her window to let Jazz come and go as he pleased, though the bird seemed content to remain in the room with her, excluding a few quick trips to the drop off spot where she was to get paid to deliver the payment that had been left for her from her job the day before. She very carefully counted the money she had been paid making sure it was all there, a sense of relief when she finished counting and it was all there plus a little extra for a “clean job”. She was a step closer to where she thought she would need to be if she were to hire the number of men she was convinced she needed to take out The Tyrant. She was sure more jobs would be coming her way. This place seemed to have its own issues and political struggles. Underhanded politicians were her favorite clients. Quick to pay to get their problems out of their way by any means that would keep their hands the cleanest.

After spending some time in her room she found herself quickly growing bored, it seemed staying hidden was only something she could manage for a few hours before she got antsy, especially considering she had spent several hours yesterday already sitting in one place staring down the barrel of her riffle which was now hidden under her bed with the rest of her gear. Stretching as she stood up she headed to the lower part of the Inn she was staying in to ask the closet employee where she might find something interesting to do. As she kind of expected she was pointed toward the various tourist things in Phoenix Beach. She had intended on avoiding the more touristy things on the island but decided it was better than nothing. Plus it might be a little suspicious if she didn’t at least check out that part of the island, after all, it was her first time here.

One trip to Phoenix Beach later she found herself in the midst of various tourist traps designed to get people to spend money. If the red head was going to fit in she would have to spend at least a little but she still needed to be careful. Other than the festival a few weeks ago she hadn’t really done anything fun and let loose, not that she was the “let loose” type of person.

Eventually Annabelle found herself in front of a street food vendor, her stomach growling as she realized she hadn’t eaten yet that day. She has been so focused on other things and she had forgotten to eat a proper meal. So she got herself a variety of finger foods and found herself strolling the streets aimlessly. The streets were still decently crowded, which she wasn’t all that surprised by.

Annabelle heard a familiar caw in a tree near her. She turned her head to see Jazz perched on a branch staring at her. She looked from the bird to the meat on a stick she had, then back to the bird. “Get your own.” She muttered as the bird cawed at her once more. “Shoo, go get your own food.” She swatted the air in the direction the bird was perched, getting a few looks from the people near her. She pointedly put the rest of the food in her mouth and walked away. Jazz cawed at her once more and then she heard the sound of wings flapping. Annabelle knew the bird wouldn’t go far but she did hope that he would keep his distance. She didn’t need to be spotted with this very distinct bird at the moment. Not when marines and who knows who else saw him the other night at the incident at the docks was likely still searching for the bird’s companion. Better safe than sorry. So she continued her wandering aimlessly. This was at least better than being holed up in her room the rest of the day, and tomorrow she hoped she would have significantly more money comming her way. The prospect of more jobs made her smirk a little as she walked.

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Sleep did not come for Maxwell. Too much was running through his mind to rest enough to fall into a slumber. Anton’s words ran through his head over and over. What choice did Max have? He was too physically weak to fight against Anton let alone any of his men. It made sense that Anton would want his hands on Maxwell, after all being able to speak directly to various animals was likely advantageous for Anton’s trade.

Eventually, though his barred window, Max could see the sun rising. He paced the room like a caged animal. He felt useless, he was useless. If only he had done what he was told and not left. He wouldn’t be in this situation. At least with Brutos he knew what he was getting, Anton was a wild card. Was he as cruel as Brutos made him out to be? Was his politeness the night before only an act to get Maxwell to drop his guard or was Anton actually a better option than the fishman? Only time would tell, he supposed. Little thought was required to make a decision.

It felt like ages before he heard the lock click and the door opened. He looked over to see Anton standing in the open doorway. “So I assume you made the smart decision. Are we doing this the easy way or the hard way?” There was an unsettlingly gentle smile on the older man’s face that made Maxwell shrink backward briefly.

“Easy.” The younger male replied after regaining some of his nerve. Anton’s smile turned from unsettlinging to genuinely happy as Max spoke.

“Perfect, excellent choice. It will make everything so much more pleasant.” He motioned for Maxwell to exit the room. “Let's get you some breakfast, introduce you to some people and get you a change of clothes. We have about a week or so before your Shark friend comes back to the island, so plenty of time to see why working for me is so much better. Not to mention your skill set fits my line of work better anyway.” Anton seemed almost too excited to get started.

After a set of plain clothes was tossed at Maxwell and he had changed into them he was brought to a rather large room. A meeting room of sorts? No, it seemed to be one big dining room. With chairs filled with people Max obviously didn’t know. Anton, who had been excitedly leading the smaller male around, made a huge sweeping motion to the people in the room.

“Maxwell, meet everyone, well, the higher everyone, there are a bunch of lower level nobodies also but these are the important people.” After which Anton motioned to Max, “Everyone this is Maxwell, The Fish’s former greatest asset.” There was a gloating tone behind the man’s voice.

Max looked over the maybe fifteen people in the room, all ranging in age, and what appeared to be background. His eyes looked over every face that was turned to look at him, some with interest, others with disgust, many with something in between.

“I will get to names later for now all you need to know is these are my inner circle. The people who make moves within my operation, from acquisitions, to sales, even rumors since that is a huge trade here. Please take a seat.” Anton motioned to a seat nearest the end of the table where Anton himself clearly sat. Everyone still stared at the two of them as they made their way to the seats.

Max noted that none of the people in these seats were the men who had gathered him. He wanted to relax but he couldn’t. His thoughts kept going to potential outs and how Brutus would react when he got back. Not to mention he still wasn’t sure this nice guy version of Anton was the real one. Nobody got to the spot he was by being nice. But for now he would wait, there would be a time to worry about all that later. For now he would listen, gather information, and wait. All things he was very good at.

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Am alive just kinda waiting.

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

The DM: trying to prolly genuinly help us a little bit, maybe?

The party: nope don't trust it, time to make things harder for ourselves. XD

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Aura rolled here eyes as the imp continued speaking and Jormund lead the horses away from the situation. Aura turned to follow the Earth Genasi. "We are leaving now, good bye, make sure to pass on our disinterest to your masters." She sang as she walked away Hawk peeking out from where he hid in her clothing and using his own scorpion like tail in a gesture similar to one someone would use to say they are watching someone else, pointing it first toward himself and then toward the imp. Whether or not it was Hawk's own sassyness or on Aura's mental command was unclear. Though once Aura managed to get back up on the moving cart she did transfer her senses to Hawk to keep an eye on the Imp as the group left it standing in the cold with all of its "rewards" in its possession still.