An easy grin settled on Gorgash's face as he felt the lifting winds that Aura had set upon him. Taking up his tankard just before the spell could truly begin to lift him in earnest, Gorgash kicked back as he rose and reclined in the air when he stopped. "Thanks fer the lift, air 'ead." Gorgash said to Aura, blithely ignoring the barbs she threw at him. "I've got a much better view o' the show from up 'ere."
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Anyone with proficiency in History, Arcana, or Nature is free to make a check in any one of those skills to recall information about the term 'bad seed'.
@LostDestiny You're up.
@LostDestiny You're up.
"Yer fuckin' fortunate that you didn't split a hair on the ladies ed' you little bra-"
This would be as far as Hammerhand would get before Max, having effortlessly shrugged off Jørmund's spell, spat into the orc's open mouth.
Gorgash gave an uproarious laugh at the sight of this, slamming his fist down repeatedly as he doubled over the table in a fit of sublime schadenfreude. "Run off?" The seated orc then said in response to Jørmund's words after taking a moment to right himself. "In the middle of a show this good? Don't be daft! I wouldn't miss this fer anythin' Ms. Midnight could offer me."
"Please! You don't understand!" The innkeeper persisted with increasing desperation. "Max isn't just any ordinary child, he's a bad seed! Don't you know what that means?!" A moment later, any member of the party with proficiency in History, Arcana, or Nature would realize that the term 'bad seed' does indeed ring a bell to them.
This would be as far as Hammerhand would get before Max, having effortlessly shrugged off Jørmund's spell, spat into the orc's open mouth.
Gorgash gave an uproarious laugh at the sight of this, slamming his fist down repeatedly as he doubled over the table in a fit of sublime schadenfreude. "Run off?" The seated orc then said in response to Jørmund's words after taking a moment to right himself. "In the middle of a show this good? Don't be daft! I wouldn't miss this fer anythin' Ms. Midnight could offer me."
"Please! You don't understand!" The innkeeper persisted with increasing desperation. "Max isn't just any ordinary child, he's a bad seed! Don't you know what that means?!" A moment later, any member of the party with proficiency in History, Arcana, or Nature would realize that the term 'bad seed' does indeed ring a bell to them.
"Hey, I have a better idea, why don't I throw you out of this tavern and the kid can have your seat?" Flicker muttered, a couple more sparks sputtering out from their hair.
"HA!" Gorgash gave a harsh bark of laughter in response. "I'd like to see you try 'ot 'ead."
"Easy Flickah, I think he just confused you for me. I didn't think it was possible to confuse orange for blue, but here we are" Cascade said before moving off to deal with the brewing tension between Max and Hammerhand.
Gorgash only chuckled in response. Then he turned to look at Flicker. "You'd think a worshipper of the dolphin-fucker would be able to come up with somethin' actually clever." The orc jabbed behind the paladin's back. "But then again, Sashy is one o' the ponce god's goons."
When Cascade issued her Command, it looked for a moment like Max would succumb to the compulsion. However, just as he began to start stepping back, Max grit is teeth, shut his eyes, and martialled his willpower in a moment of supreme effort. "Fuck your peace." Max took a step forward. "Fuck your god." Max took another step. "Fuck your insatiable marid whore mother!" A third step. "And FUCK YOU!" With that final shout, Max lunged forward, leapt up onto Hammerhand's table and brought his scimitar to bear. The blade swung twice, once towards Cascade and once towards Hammerhand. Neither swing found its mark, with Cascade just barely managing to block the blow in time and Hammerhand's chain shirt withstanding the much less effective second strike.
"WAIT!" A voice cried out then. A man rushed out from behind the bar, eyes wide with fear as he moved into speaking distance. "Wait! Please! Hold on! You don't know what you're doing!" The man called out to the party.
"HA!" Gorgash gave a harsh bark of laughter in response. "I'd like to see you try 'ot 'ead."
"Easy Flickah, I think he just confused you for me. I didn't think it was possible to confuse orange for blue, but here we are" Cascade said before moving off to deal with the brewing tension between Max and Hammerhand.
Gorgash only chuckled in response. Then he turned to look at Flicker. "You'd think a worshipper of the dolphin-fucker would be able to come up with somethin' actually clever." The orc jabbed behind the paladin's back. "But then again, Sashy is one o' the ponce god's goons."
When Cascade issued her Command, it looked for a moment like Max would succumb to the compulsion. However, just as he began to start stepping back, Max grit is teeth, shut his eyes, and martialled his willpower in a moment of supreme effort. "Fuck your peace." Max took a step forward. "Fuck your god." Max took another step. "Fuck your insatiable marid whore mother!" A third step. "And FUCK YOU!" With that final shout, Max lunged forward, leapt up onto Hammerhand's table and brought his scimitar to bear. The blade swung twice, once towards Cascade and once towards Hammerhand. Neither swing found its mark, with Cascade just barely managing to block the blow in time and Hammerhand's chain shirt withstanding the much less effective second strike.
"WAIT!" A voice cried out then. A man rushed out from behind the bar, eyes wide with fear as he moved into speaking distance. "Wait! Please! Hold on! You don't know what you're doing!" The man called out to the party.
Phobia. Sounds good. I'll go with that.
Madness/Horror combo it is.
Ok then. Here are the ideas I had for a Stigma.
Time
Horror
Trickery
Murder
Music
Madness
Style
Power
Time
Horror
Trickery
Murder
Music
Madness
Style
Power
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