Dragoknighte

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Vaeri hopped off the wagon as Tobias approached the entrance of the cave, preferring to walk in herself. She looked in, taking it a lungful of the pleasant smoke. The contrast of the warmth of the cave and the rain outside only furthered to make this place feel far more welcoming than the storm outside. The first thing Vaeri did was wring out all the water in her long hair, splattering all over the floor. She then found a nice spot of cave by the fire and looked in her bag to find that all her other changes of clothes soaked as well.

Of course.

Vaeri removed her cloak and laid it out on the cave floor. Then she set about removing her armor and giving them their own spot to dry. Last, with some hesitance, she removed her shirt and laid it out closer to the fire than the rest of her gear. Vaeri's beasts were not large, only being slight protrusions from her chest that could be missed if you weren't paying attention. More notable was the characteristics of her body. Every part of it looked hard and rough, like an oak tree taken womanly form. With every move she made, a hint of muscle popped out somewhere not quite congruent of where it would be on a human. There were scars on her torso, but they were larger, and significantly fewer than anywhere else on her body, perhaps 5 in total. In irritable, wet, half-nakedness she sat by the fire, one arm draped across her chest, trying to dry off as quickly as possible.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

When the storm began, Vaeri pulled up the cloak of her robe over her head. As the rain fell, her desire for conversation was suppressed, just as the soft mud beneath of the wheels of the wagon were. The water would ruin any book she attempted to read, so she spent her time looking through the trees of the forest. She did know what exactly she was searching for. Possible threats, passing wildlife, the scouting party, something out of the ordinary. No, nothing like that. Perhaps observing was enough. It didn't matter what she observed, for she knew instinctively that everything see saw now, all that the rain touched would disappear in an instant. The trees, the horses, the wagon, her companions. All these things would be gone before she could finish blinking. Perhaps if she was lucky she would be able to stick around long enough for a few more blinks, but then she too would vanish.

A drop of frigid rain fell directly onto Vaeri's eye, the sharp cold sensation returned her back to the present. The drop was a small thing, but a reminder that right now she could enjoy the small pleasures and be irritated by the little pricks. She looked up and saw the pillar of golden light and heard Sana's voice. It appeared that they had found some measure of protection from the elements, which would be a good things since she noticed that her clothes and armor were almost entirely soaked through. Today was not the right day to wear a shirt that was nearly white.

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Easy way to play someone else's character; Make them drink loads, and then if they say you weren't playing the character right just say they were drunk!

@The Fated Fallen

Yeah, but what if the character you have to play is drunk all the time? Or if when they're drunk they have to act in a specific way. And that still doesn't remove the problem of playing other people's characters being really difficult.

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Kayleth's going to be operating for awhile. You don't have to wait up on me.

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@The Fated Fallen Yeah, your internet's fixed!

I was getting really worried about having to play Tirrarian correctly.

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I'm here still

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@The Fated Fallen Give me an estimate of "the forseeable future?"

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

"Would a man with two right feet not have learned how to handle his deformity since he's lived with it his whole life? Barring that, I believe he would use a walking stick to give himself the ability to maintain balance." Vaeri stared at Tobias, unable to hide the bemused on her face as he tried to console Big Brut Pally Hugh over his apparent issues with Sana. She had noticed her treating BBPH differently today than she had the day before, but the relationship issues of others was not something she made a habit of concerning herself with.

"So how about you, Sir Tobias? How did you end up traveling with a woman as young and spry as Fiona? Perhaps she is your protege, learning the art of noble thievery and adventuring from you?" Vaeri did the best she could to avoid laughing or smiling too wide as she said this. There was only so far she could take the charade before cracking after all.

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I don't drink.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Vaeri turned towards her right, facing Melvus again so she could face him when she replied to his many questions.

"I was not told more, but I would imagine in place of left hand is a right one. As it stands, it is still a difficult thing to try hiding, if you were to attempt doing so." Vaeri took a few seconds to think about Melvus' own plight. "It does not sound familiar at all. I cannot even think of any religious tales about such an occurrence. If I were to guess about what happened, I would have to pin it on perhaps some outside arcane force. I have heard tales of arcane magic going awry in terrible ways. I am no scholar of such pursuits, so I may be showing my ignorance here."