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Fyodor Strelnikov


"You two sure you're okay paying for this?" Ulgad inevitably asked while Riaen was off fetching the wine. "I could give some money back if you'd like."

"The offer is appreciated, but the coin matters not to me." Fyodor replied simply.

When Riaen returned with the wine, Fyodor listened as she gave her directions and advice, nodded his thanks to her once the wine was poured, and took up one of the glasses. "A toast." Fyodor declared as he raised his glass to his companions. "To our expedition, may it be as successful as it can be." With that said, Fyodor took a sip of his wine.
Have fun on your holiday.
Skobeloff


"That was just some family stuff." Skobeloff said in response to the first of Lazward's questions, before addressing the second. "As for who we are, I am Skobeloff, a Trickster of House Myndoth." Skobeloff then pointed a thumb behind him to where Shieldwing was running off after Rudrick. "That was Shieldwing, a Warrior of House Brynback." Finally, Skobeloff reached up to pat Stargaze on the head. "And this precious little cinnamon roll is Stargaze, the single most wholesome bean upon all of the Moonlit Isles. Be mean to her at your own peril."

With introductions out of the way, Skobeloff turned his attention towards the collection of gems and rocks that Lazward was fighting the vines over. "Those are some nice gems and stuff you've got there." Skobeloff commented. "Very nice and organised. I can see why you'd fight nature itself to protect them."

I wish you a swift recovery.
Past
Indeed.
That doesn't mean you win easily.
All three ideas are equally interesting to me.
Almost as amusing as the fact that the littlings think a child's drawing is an ancient prophecy.
Brutrumukk


A frustrated growl rumbled free of Brutrumukk's throat as once again another bird had wronged him and then slipped through his fingers. Fortunately, the bugbear gnome was quickly able to console himself with chuckling cruelly at the girl's expense when she went through an entire dramatic introduction speech only to awkwardly realize that she had said it in the wrong place. However, the good vibes brought on by the schadenfreude were short lived. When the girl mentioned that they were in the Elemental Plane of Air, Brutrumukk tried to check his gnomish intellect for any knowledge about the place. But all he could come up with was vague memories of stories his mother used to tell at the campfire. Memories that made the strange feeling he'd felt back at that walking inn after seeing a casting of Druidcraft return.

Wanting very much for the strange feeling to stop, Brutrumukk focused on the next thing he perceived. That being the girl saying that this Master Ishaan could help once he returned. "Oh 'e can, can 'e?" Brutrumukk asked. "An' what 'elp d'you reckon a windy nob like 'im would give us? An' what'd 'e expect in return too, fer that matter?"
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