forum DnD because I can (closed)

Started December 18, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

Me too.. Probably, I won't if Eris comes back on… But, no promises.)

(Eris is alive and here. Holidays kick my ass guys. Im sorry! D:)

Fea relaxed back against the counter, happy that the situation hadn't resulted into violence. She wasn't a particularly aggressive Druid, but lately all she seemed to be doing was fighting. Her journey demanded it. She sighed. "Well, that is one way to begin the evening." She said smoothly as she finished the rest of her drink in one swallow, motioning for another.

Rogin walked over to Akmenos. “Sir,” he began, “I am in a rather desperate situation and greatly desire assistance. I judge by your movements earlier that you may be trusted.” He gestured to Fea. “I have already found some help, and I am grateful beyond words. But I desire information.” He paused, “Have you any knowledge of the recent disappearances?”

By now, Tumult had stolen a few peoples drinks and had chugged them. She swiped a mug of beer as she walked back to where Fea was. "Tell me, how have you been?" The air Gensai asked with a curious gaze.

Fea knocked back another drink, scowling at the bitter taste. "Tura is missing…" She said to Tumult, voice wobbling with emotion that she refused to feel. Her sister was everything to her and now– "I have been searching for weeks and only come across similar stories of strife and missing persons. No one is aware of the cause." She flicked her gaze up to meet the gensai's with a small smile. "But to answer your query, I have my health, but my heart hurts."

"Tura, Tura, Tura…" She muttered, trying to remember where she had heard that name. "You sister?" Tumult asked, trying to hide her surprise at the mention of these people going missing, she thought it had just happened with Ember and Ash… Not anyone else.

Fea nodded, mismatched eyes darting around the tavern. Most of everyone had recovered from the brigands attempt at robbery and the music had picked up again.

(Oof sorry for disappearing, been busy)

Akmenos raised a brow when he was approached. “Information? Of what sort?” he asked, adjusting his hold on his instrument

“People have gone missing. My friend is among their number. Yet I am not the only one.” He cleared his throat anxiously. “Have you any knowledge of this?”

“Mm, I’ve heard of it,” Akmenos responded, lips turning in a slight pout. “I’ve only just arrived in these lands, so I’ve not heard much of it.”

“A true pity.” said Rogin, disappointed. He made as to walk away. “I shall leave you then.” He stopped, “Play on.” he said, “It would not do for the world to lose its merriment over a few.” Rogin left him and joined Fea and Mult by the bar.

Fea passed her mug to the distraught looking male. "It appears you were unlucky in the gathering of information. Verily, I must admit I have had the same predicament through most of my journey." She swayed a bit to the music, letting herself enjoy a brief moment a life before she had to set out again. No way would she let Tura suffer because she became discouraged.

“Many thanks.” he said, and took a draught from the mug.
He set it down again. “Shall we continue to question the local people?” he asked.
“And what does your friend Mult say about this?”

Tumult looked distracted, her eyes focused on sonething in the distance. "Hm? First off, call me Tumult. Only my friends call me Mult and I've only known you for about fifteen minutes. Second off, think about what?"

Rogin shifted uncomfortably. “There have been disappearances. One of them is someone dear to me. I have been asking for any information about it. So far I have found almost nothing.”

She tilted her head, her wanting of mischeif versus her urge to get back Ash and Ember to their home battling it out inside her head. "Oh I know."

“Then please do tell.” said Rogin.

Fea sighed, "No games today, Mult. Things are afoot that are truly dangerous. I can think of a great many dark spells that require the blood of multiple species. I would rather not think my sister may be suffering that fate." She leveled a mismatched stare at her friend. "Come. Tell us what you know, dearest."

Considers what I should make up for this))

(oof sorry I keep disappearing, I've been busy today)

Abaddon's lips pursed as he watched the stranger leave him. He didn't like the idea of letting someone who might need help leave when he could have done something. So after a moment he left the small stage to approach the small group. "Excuse me? I heard something about disappearances?" he said

Fea looked over at the gentleman musician, putting down the drink she had lifted to her lips. "Indeed. The kin of all races have experienced this strange loss." Her eyes saddened as she spoke. "Although none know of the demon that takes them. Or for what purpose."

"Demon? Don't tell me they're accusing tieflings such as myself," Abaddon said, sounding genuinely hurt at the idea. He didn't understand why his race was "demonized" so often, but it seemed to be a common sight in his travels

Color tinted Fea's high cheekbones. "Oh–Oh by the stars. My sincerest apologies–I–I misspoke." She sputtered, running a hand through her hair, blush deepening along her face and tinting the tips of her pointed ears. "I mean not to speak poorly of your race. Only that the being, or beings, that is committing such an atrocity is…well…malicious. Like a–demon." She finished awkwardly, pleading towards Abaddon with her eyes that she was truly sorry for her blunder.

(Imma just bullshit my way though this, that usually works)

"Nah, its not demons." Tumult says, her nimble fingers running through her flowing scarf. "Well, their actions are femonic sure. But they're not demons." She still couldnt belive her friends were apart of that stupid cult. Young gensai these days.

“But if not demons…” Rogin said, “What?”

"Perhaps a spirit, or a necromancer. Something that farms souls, perhaps?" Akmenos suggested, lips drawn in a slight pout as he thought. "In the mountains, we never had something like that, but that doesn't mean it's not possible."

“Fea spoke of spells that require blood. It would seem to me some evil magic is afoot.”

Fea recovered from her embarrassment enough for the blush to fade from her cheeks. "When you live as long as I have, you hear of dark things. There are many spells that require blood and souls, but for what purpose…I do not know. I only wish to save my– Save those who have been taken." She looked past the men out the window of the tavern. Night had fallen in its entirety. "Dark things are coming. Brigands are much braver than they used to be." She remarked referring to the commotion earlier.

"Oh, I'm not too worried about them. I have a room in a nearby housing," Akmenos hummed, smiling warmly. "If none of you have anywhere to stay, I'd be happy to pay for a place for you to stay." If this were an anime, Akmenos would be surrounded by cutesy flowers and such. He was adorable, as oblivious to it as he was

“I would say nay.” said Rogin, “And yet, the night draws close, and a free gift should not be turned away. If you are truly willing I accept your hospitality gladly.”