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Linux makes me happy, Blender helps me art, and Fedora solved a lot of my problems.


I'm here because I like to RP in depth with high quality writing. Now, don't mistake me for high quality; I'm just hoping it rubs off.

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Scene:

Undeterred by the herd of pigs, Saur thought on his feet. He made leap onto the backs of the pigs, pulling Thornharp along with him. The pair nimbly jumped from the back of one pig to the other, as Haibram had no choice but to slowly wade through the herd. On the other side, Haibram approaches Saur and Thornharp waving, "I told ye I'd get ye here quickly if ye could keep up!" The dwarf huffs as he pulls something from a pouch at this hip. "What an invigorating way to start the day! Thank ye for the race, and take this for beating me here." Haibram holds out two bottles of glittering red elixirs (minor elixers of life) to Saur.

"Now, I'm off to help with Sharrowsmith. G'day!" The dwarf fully clad in plate armor gives a relaxed salute before turning to make his way back across the canal to Sharrowsmith Exports just across the water way.

The pair now stand outside of Alandri's shack.

As for the goblin...

Ms. Pi Carnbah had difficulty suppressing a smile as Jenk gave his victory dance-turned-cackle. After checking the sky, the taxi driver began rowing more vigorously. The main canal was busy with other taxis ferrying people to and forth.

Ms. Pi's brows rose in surprise as Jenk pointed out her coin purse on the passenger's seat in front of her. "Yes! It must have come loose while we were stuck, thank you Jenk," the human stooped for a moment to recover the purse, fastening it to her belt. Back at the stern, she guided the canal boat around the corner and came to a gentle stop at the water's edge.

"Alandri's is there," she pointed to an eccentric shack at the water's edge. Looking up, she clucked her tongue, "Though I don't believe I got you here before the sun." Her face fell as she wiped her brow.

When Jenk eventually left the water taxi, he would encounter two companions gathered out front of Alandri's home, and join them.

Just around the corner...

Mr. Gerard Kittyborough paid Fleur's reading little mind, yet was faithful to his end of bringing Fleur to her destination, though he took the opportunity to relive the glory days for a moment... "So you see, I've had many hurdles block my path in my life, and I wouldn't have written beautiful ballads like 'I shall be present for you' which appealed to the friends and family of the Lords of the Grand Apple in the North." He looked up from his ruminations for a moment, "Ahh, here you are my dear," Mr. Gerard points to Alandri's house, just across a foot bridge, "now I really must be off to the Ibex park! What did you say your name was?" As Fleur responds or not, he waves, then quits her presence. Though Fleur was never much bothered with arriving on time, after Mr. Kittyborough's delay, that is certainly not the case.

Fleur is left alone to cross the last foot bridge herself, and spies Jenk in a water taxi just in front of Alandri's. She also notices that the main road to the shack is filled with a herd of pigs passing through to the North.

Not far away from Fleur on the same foot bridge across the canal, another elf approaches in the dawning light.

Tanraeth, though he's going by a nom de plume of late, pauses on the bridge next to Fleur for a moment, surveying the sights of Nantambu. He sees the same slew of events as Fleur, with particular attention to the herd of pigs passing through the main road ahead. The rays of the dawn are upon them all, and the city appears to be fully awake and in full swing. Ranchers are out ranching, hawkers hawk, and more fortunate bakers than Salvidore proffer flat breads to passersby. The warming sun begins to show on the pair of elves as the quiet of the morning dissipates around them.

Eventually, the herd of pigs disappeared as they went on their way. As the pair of Fleur and Tanraeth approach Alandri's house, they would see their cohort assembled there waiting at the door: a kobold, a leshy, and a goblin.

After a moment for everyone to catch their breath and catch up, they take a moment to survey the house before them.

Alandri’s wood and clay row house sits near the canal bridge, a sign hanging over the front door displaying her name. The unusual front door is a mosaic of glass scales with the abstract image of a royal-blue fish swimming in the sky.
End Scene

Storyteller's Aside

I have no rolls for everyone after this update, so let's have a breather as characters RP their arrival at Alandri's and meet each other yet again (or for the first time). Feel free to do some RP back and forth, and the next update will have Alandri explain what she has in store for you.

I have removed Alandri's greeting from the post because I want to take a beat here for a moment with the characters. How does your character feel in this situation? Please take a moment to engage with your character or other characters
Tonight's session went long, so I'll get the post up tomorrow morning!
I have Fleur, Jenk, and Tanraeth's bits written for the update today. I'm running a live P2e game this evening, and I'll try to get Saur/Thornharp's part written and post the whole thing after. We also may have one more player join us, whom I'm speaking with now in PMs. Then we'll have 5 characters once again.
@Raqueltrper Welcome to RPG! I'm sure you'll find something to jump into soon!
@Digizel Sounds good. I'll write up a response using your acrobatics roll!
@Digizel I've got an engagement this evening, but if I get your roll/post before too long, I'll incorporate it into the next update later today.

The same applies for @apheline should they check in today (looks like they haven't logged in for a few days).
Okay gang, we have another player joining us: @vertigo!

They'll be playing a Kitsune Gunslinger called Tanraeth Moontold.

Vertigo, please feel free to introduce yourself and your character to the other players, and we'll get you in the mix today.
@Digizel @apheline I just need a roll from you for today's update.
Post is up! Feel free to reply, and we'll get another update out by Monday, latest.
Scene:

The race continues!

"Guards!" came the cry over Saur's shoulder as he took Thornharp's hand. The two were away faster than a skittering scarab as they dart around a corner into an alley. Noticing a stack of hay, Saur leads them into it head first, which flops and fluffs around them. The large pile's width bridges two streets, and Saur pushes through to the other side. Emerging, he notices an alcove where he and Thornharp huddle and wait to listen for signs of the guards. The sound of the trumpet peels a second time, and Saur can see from his hiding spot as a group of guards poke and prod the hay bale with their halberds. After a moment, the three guards move on, down an alley and out of sight... Just in the nick of time, Haibram appears, having taken his own alley adventure. Thornharp points him out to Saur as the one they're following to Alandri's as he jogs past their alcove.

Saur and Thornharp leave the cover of their hiding spot to tail Haibram, who waves at the pair, then presses onward hurriedly. Hanging a quick left, all three of them see Alandri's home at the end of the road, bordering a canal. However, before Haibram, Saur, or Thornharp can close the distance, a rancher moves his team of hogs across the road blocking the path! The throng of hogs is nigh impassible, and Haibram hesitates as he thinks of a way to get through the tight grouping of herding pigs.

OOC: @digizel @apheline You can make a roll to try to get past the pigs, or perhaps to interact with the pigs to get them out of your way and make it across before Haibram!

To the elf at hand...

Mr. Gerard Kittyborough agreed to Fleur's request to read his fortune as he led her through the city streets at a leisurely pace. "I'm a Lionhart sign, if you can believe it. The wandering star was near the thirteenth axis when I was born, too." His old eyes dart up the city streets as he relays the information, only partially interested in Fleur's reading. He's lived his life, you see, and it would take a lot to shock him for the future. He paused at a fork in the road, looking expectantly at Fleur. "Not far now."

OOC:@patientbean Make another roll when you're finished telling Mr. Kittyborough's future!

Jenk didn't start the fire...

As Jenk moved to the front of the boat and produced his flint and steel, Ms. Pi's eyes grew wide. "Oh no!-" she rasped before the spark struck! The flames rose quickly to nip at Jenk's eyebrows and ballooned out to cover about a foot above the surface, but the width of the fire rode past their blockage and up the canal. The flames licked the outer edge of their boat and, after a few seconds, Jenk was relieved to see that the blockage that had risen to the top roiled over, freeing the water taxi. "You did it!" Ms. Pi shouted as she pushed hard against the wall to start the taxi moving forward through the flames.

As the pair rode the passage to the end, the flames began to dissipate. The taxi-riding-rabble-rousers rode out onto the outer circle of main canals that surrounded Nantambu.

As Ms. Pi navigates the boat, she looks up at the sky to check the dawn. Jenk notices that a coin purse sits loosely knotted on the bench at his side.

OOC: @rush99999 To capitalize, or not to capitalize?
End Scene


Storyteller's Aside


This is the last check for the race, so we'll slow things down a bit as the gang all meets up in the next post.
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