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Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

Miloh ducked his head in shame as Grandfather Trafalgar lightly scolded him. "Yeah, sorry," he muttered, though he was more apologising to the old man than to the actual people he might have offended. He was quiet as he followed the rest of the group to the stall, not looking any of his companions in the eye as he took a moment to reflect on his actions...

... only for any introspection to cease the moment he caught sight of food. A bizarre collection of assorted foods, stuffed into the largest plant stem Miloh had ever seen. It was weird, but at that moment in time Miloh was not picky.

As he resisted the urge to drool, he was vaguely aware of the two strangers whispering before excusing themselves from the group. Normally, Miloh would have been suspicious, but his hunger had gotten the better of him. "They told us to go ahead," Miloh responded to Grandfather Trafalgar. Apparently the old man hadn't noticed them leave. While eying up the next meal, Miloh addressed the store owner. "Hey, what is it with you people and dandelions anyway? You all seem to use it in everything." He didn't sound judgemental, just curious. Sure, back with the tribe they'd had to forage a lot and use whatever they could find, but the fact that dandelions were so prominent here seemed odd to him.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Sorry for the silence on my part, guys. Family visit ongoing. Will end on Monday.

@Guardian Angel Haruki

Would you like me to postpone the DM post until Tuesday to give you a little more time?

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

I'm going to make the next DM post on Monday, if anyone still wants to add anything before then.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

@Abstract Proxy @Guardian Angel Haruki Hooooooow's it going?

Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

Miloh nodded weakly as Grandfather Trafalgar indicated where they might find their next meal, and began following after him. The old man was strange, but he was definitely one of the better adults Miloh had met in his life. Again, Miloh's memories from before the island were fuzzy, but he did remember that they were strict, always telling him what to do and getting upset whenever he talked back or didn't do what they asked. They were always worrying about something. They would never explain what that 'something' was though, but Miloh's not-knowing just seemed to make them more agitated. They were particularly agitated with him on the day he was sent away on the ship, though he couldn't remember why. Couldn't remember what he did to make them upset. Sometimes it felt like everything he did made them upset.

Grandfather Trafalgar wasn't like that at all though. He seemed much more free-spirited than any adult Miloh had met, even though he was also definitely the oldest adult Miloh had ever met. Maybe that was why. Maybe once you got old enough, all the worry and anger went away and you became freer, more like how you had been when you were younger. He hoped that was the case. The last couple of years, Miloh had definitely felt himself getting more angry, more worried, more likely to snap at people, and he didn't want to be like that for rest of his life.

As he was considering this, he caught movement in the corner of his vision as someone seemed approach him, and his body immediately tensed up, as if expecting a fight. He turned to see a young man, pale with purple hair and eyes, asking them if they knew where they were. A little past him, Miloh could see a young woman in similar traveling garb, watching this exchange.

Both of them were definitely worried.

Miloh glared up at the man, looking him up and down suspiciously as he considered how to respond. However, before he could, the old man jumped in, politely answering his question before asking if the younger man and his companion wanted to join them for food. Miloh turned his glare towards Grandfather Trafalgar, then to the young man, then back to Trafalgar again, clearly confused and a little annoyed by this turn of events. Why did the old man want to invite them along? He didn't know anything about them, only that they weren't here for the festival and that they had shifty vibe to them.

As he waited for the strangers to respond, Miloh felt his stomach grumble again and he shook his head, feeling weak once more. "I don't care if you join us or not, just decide quick," he grunted at the duo, his suspicion of them temporarily taking a backseat to more urgent matters.

Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

Ellion, looking at Grandfather Trafalgar and Miloh: They seem friendly enough.
Miloh, the moment Ellion is in his vicinity: *starts growling like an angry rottweiler*

... I'm kidding, he's not going to do that... but a not insignificant part of him kinda wants to xD

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Today I learned that the Outlands have their own calendar, which I wish I had known earlier when starting this RP. We'll say for the sake of ease that we're currently in the last few days of the month of Nimbus, which is the last month of the Outlands' 'Spring'.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Realised Brutrumukk hadn't left the room yet so welcome to Jub's 55th attempt to get Brutrumukk not to charge headfirst into danger.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Jub the Peculiar

Jub waited until Aaliyah was gone before he started setting up the ritual for Find Familiar, and was just about to use his arcane focus to light the ingredients on fire when Brutrumukk said he was going to find the cat. "Oh for the love of..." Jub's words turned into a couple of goblin curses as he stopped what he was doing and turned towards the barbarian. "Do you want us to get kicked out? Aaliyah said if we're found wandering around without supervision, we were going to be in big trouble!"

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Aw, dang it.

Jub is now caught between "rest and get my familiar back" and "stop Brutrumukk was getting them kicked out".