Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block.   Posted by Retro DM.Group: 0
July Coates
 player, 74 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Tue 7 Jul 2020
at 02:38
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Would she have taken it, if this power had been offered instead of foisted upon her? July chewed her lip, trying to untangle the question. If someone had asked her to welcome fire into her veins, would she have said yes? Malun's conviction was certainly compelling. Knowledge should be free, to help people, to give them opportunity. And yet, something seemed to be keeping her from echoing that point, from the assurance that she would take this power if given.

At least I know we won't do anything evil with these powers."

July's brows knitted together as Jason's words landed, her stomach twisting itself into knots as uncertainty settled in the churning of her stomach.

What if they did? What if they--if she--couldn't control it, lost herself in it? Drowned in the fire and heat and did horrible things at its whims? And even if that weren't the case, what if she failed? What if she made a mistake and the consequences were exponentially worse because of this power?

She'd already broken--maybe killed-- something or someone, with it. They had all done a part, but it had been her voice, her thunder, that had made the thing fall.

July shook her head, arms folding beneath her chest. Not now. Later. When we're home again. She pushed back the 'if' lingering in that thought and looked to the others, staring up at the stars. Blinking hard, she took a steadying breath and said, "Maybe we should get moving again? I don't really want to find out if this gu--thi--whatever, has friends who might come looking."
Ms. Calhoon
 NPC, 6 posts
Sat 25 Jul 2020
at 02:55
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Now observing the sky more carefully, Ms. Calhoon took out her own camera - a more professional grade one that a spy in a movie might carry - and took several photographs. She also photographed the remains of the Starman, and the ship it came on. When she was satisfied with what she got, she looked to her students expectantly.

"We should keep moving. Get to the safe zone with Vzzt. Are we agreed?"
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 58 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Mon 27 Jul 2020
at 01:49
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
A children's storybook. It certainly feels that way. Whitney began to move around, snapping pictures of the strange horizon. It's familiar, but not too familiar. This forest could be in the boundary waters where his butler sometimes took him. A forest clear of the smog of pollution. At least they had no lakes to portage here. Only this strange metal being.

Click. Ms. Calhoon may have her own camera, but Whitney may as well give Malun her own set of data on equipment she could personally verify. When had he become so mistrustful? Probably when he found out that his teacher was part of paralegal investigations. Paralegal groups did not historically end well for certain groups of people.

Click. "Unless there is any other equipment we can scavenge, I would agree that we should get moving."

Click. I am the breathe of my bow. He was beginning to calm down. A walk to some answers would do him good.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 76 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Mon 27 Jul 2020
at 03:07
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
"I have nothing remaining to do here," Malun responded with a quick nod, swiftly repacking everything in her bag.
Garret Blake
 player, 97 posts
 Do good deeds
 Stay out of trouble
Mon 27 Jul 2020
at 04:36
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Garrett didn't immediately react to Whitney's comments about ethics. For a few moments he was too busy rolling his shoulder. It was probably going to bother him for a bit, even with the healing he'd received. Jason's response rolled over him as he was adjusting his jacket and the belt that held the sword to his waist. It still didn't sit... right. Like there was something about it that didn't fit, and that only made him think of the shadow in the still waters. The thing he saw in himself that disquieted as much as it meannt anything else.

And then there was the way his friends responded to the fact that he swore a vow to the celestial court. They were right, on some level. But he also wasn't convinced that he was wrong to do it. Some things needed doing, even if the reason why couldn't be adequately explained at the time.

Did that mean he was operating on faith? He'd never been particularly religious. He and Mom hadn't attended regularly in years, and he was pretty sure that whatever all this was, it wasn't exactly a Christian thing.

"Yeah," he said to Ms. Calhoon. "We need to head out. Get to safe harbor of some sort, whatever that means here."

And he almost didn't say it. Almost kept it entirely to himself... but as the seconds dragged on and the moments piled up, Whitney's comment kept ringing around in his head.

Then, finally, the words just sort of came out. "Of course you don't care about the ethics," he said before turning back to head wherever they were going.

What I do has to matter. How I do it has to matter. Otherwise there's no deck under my feet.

"You're not the one who swore a vow."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 59 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Thu 30 Jul 2020
at 17:31
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
"The sheer arrogant audacity, you putz." Whitney felt like ice had suddenly been plunged into his veins.

"I can't believe this. But I think I have somehow overestimated you." This idiot is using his vow to a vague authority figure as what? Some high ground?

"I will not be lectured on ethics by some mongrel who licks the first leather boots that give him a moral crusade." Whitney suddenly realized where they were.

Damn it. I should have just let it go.

"Tsk. Let's just go. Picking a fight here just puts us all in danger." Whitney was pushing every instinct of anger. They can't afford this right now.

A crunch came from his hand. He had clenched his hand so hard the plastic of the camera had buckled. A sharp end dug into his palm and bleed a little. Whitney didn't feel it, but he knew he should.

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Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 77 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Thu 30 Jul 2020
at 20:44
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Malun froze a bit as her (theoretical) friends took shots at each other once again...and the worst ones she'd ever heard from them. Without looking at the two of them, she shot a practically pleading glance to July, the only person she'd ever known to get both Whitney and Garret to back off at the same time.
July Coates
 player, 75 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Fri 7 Aug 2020
at 19:17
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
They'd gone almost a whole day without Whitney and Garrett coming to verbal blows. July winced as Garrett delivered his jab, and again as Whitney's retaliation was more carpet bombing than punch. How could it be possible that they could find something to fight about in the middle of something so strange and terrifying?

"What the Hell, Whitney," July snapped, turning on her friend, equal parts irritation and disappointment creasing her brow. "Mongrel? I don't care how pissed you are, that's seriously gross and not okay, full stop. Don't you dare say that again."

Her face didn't soften as she turned her attention on Garrett, and the frustration in her voice only heightened, "And the last thing you should be doing is picking a petty fight, Garrett, especially given the clear and present danger of literally everything around us right now. And just because Whitney was shitty about it doesn't mean he's entirely wrong, either-- we don't know anything about that 'Celestial Order' or whatever, and now you're apparently beholden to it, which is understandably worrying!"

Fists clenched and shaking, she delivered another round of sharp looks to the two boys, before looking almost pleadingly to Vzzt. "Can we please get going before another one of those robit-alien-people things come around again? I just want to get somewhere safe without having to kil--stop--I just want to go home, okay?"

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Garret Blake
 player, 98 posts
 Do good deeds
 Stay out of trouble
Fri 7 Aug 2020
at 21:00
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Garrett's mouth opened at Whitney's use of the term mongrel, but the words honestly failed him. Died in his throat and left him unable to formulate a proper response before July managed to pull together the courage to speak up. There was a part of him that was proud of her for doing it. He knew how difficult it was for her to muster the strength to--

"... we don't know anything about that 'Celestial Order' or whatever, and now you're apparently beholden to it..."

"I didn't--"

What came before and after didn't actually land, because that sentence burned into his brain like a searing brand.

"... licks the boots..."

"--I'm not--"

It all hung in front of him, and for a moment he just stared at both Whitney and July with an expression somewhere between shocked surprise and something else. Something deeper and earnest and thoughtful and reflective and sad and sensitive and impulsive and everything else that Garrett was. And hurt. Above all else, hurt.

He thought about Swan. About the lake, and the reflecting pool and the vision he saw within. Dark shadows and a broken shard of whatever was attached poorly to him in an imperfect bonding he wasn't supposed to have. In the moment it had felt like the right thing to do. Felt with a certainty that he apparently couldn't explain. The words wouldn't come to him when he needed them, abandoned his mouth and fucked off somewhere else, leaving him not able to explain. To try and account for himself. To make it right.

"...I..."

Just. Like. Always.

Everyone probably expected a retort, because Whitney's words never failed to summon one. Or a shuffling of his feet and an admission of something when July stepped in.

His head sank. No more words came.

Okay. So. Just like always, nobody would take the time to trust his judgement or his intentions. He couldn't unpack it, and even one of his closest friends didn't trust that he hadn't made a conditionless promise with no thought at all. There had been thought. What felt like an eternity of it, compressed into an instant.

"Okay then."

What happened next was worse than either. Garrett's mouth closed. His face went absolutely stony and blank, and he turned around, walking away from both July and Whitney.

"Alright. Lets go."

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Retro DM
 GM, 69 posts
Sat 8 Aug 2020
at 00:23
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Their teacher was about to step in, when things seemed to come to a head. Ms. Calhoon still had a disappointed look on her face as her students finished this round of bickering. Making a quick mental note, she finally did speak up.

"Lets follow Vzzt, then. Lively discussions after we're safe."

The pixie, though quiet this whole time, had a worried expression, at least until Ms. Calhoon spoke. Then, they seemed to shake off their worry, and put their happy face back on.

"All right then, yes yes, to the captain! Not too much farther, not at all. The troop camp is on the edge of twilight and sunset. Not far."

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Not far was still about two hours of walking. Vzzt's magic made it rather simple for them all to quietly creep through the woods, the twilight sky becoming slowly brighter. Paler shades of trees and plants started to turn more vibrant the closer they got to sunset.

They came to another clearing, this time with a full camp of humanoid creatures that could only be described as Elves. Tall, with unblemished skin, pointy eared, and graceful in every single motion. The camp itself was about one hundred square feet, with barricades made of living thorns that slowly coiled and turned in the ground. Tents made of... leaves? Or some kind of organic equivalent, were in neat rows, and Elves were doing regular drills with swords, spears, and arrows towards the back end of the camp. Pixies flitted to and fro in the open air.

And standing guard at the entrance closest to the group was a giant tree-man. A massive tree with legs and arms, eyes, a nose, a mouth, a beard and hair made of purple leaves, and a genuinely curious look on it's face as the group approached.
Garret Blake
 player, 99 posts
 Do good deeds
 Stay out of trouble
Sat 8 Aug 2020
at 02:45
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The walk was an opportunity for his mind to shut off. Well, shut off might have been an oversimplification. Garrett's mind was going a thousand self-flagellating miles a minute, pouring over everything he might have said or done differently whilst also making every step with long legs take him further ahead. He walked relentlessly, pulling ahead of everyone else as if he could maybe beat the ground with his boots until whatever was eating him bled out of him with the rest of his energy.

It didn't really work.

And then... elves. That was new. He didn't know exactly why he was surprised--this new world seemed to offer no shortage of incredible things, but it still took him off-guard. He pulled up short, eyes at first stopping at the knees of the tree-man.

Then they slowly traveled up its frame. Up torso and barky limbs and shoulders until it arrived at a face.

Tall. Very very tall.

Garrett gulped, momentarily relieved of his worries and guilt over everything that had just happened. Treeman. That was a treeman. And those were elves behind him. Honest-to-god elves camped and doing... something.

Okay no, stop getting distracted. Introductions. He needed to say something. It was only polite.

"I um," he started, looking up at the treeman's face. "Hi. I'm Garrett. And uh. This is Jason, and Malun, and July, and Whitney, and Ms. Calhoon and um. We... come in peace?"
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 78 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Sat 8 Aug 2020
at 04:11
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Malun's mind raced to recall everything she had read about tree people. There really wasn't much information and what there was...well, was often conflicting. So clearly it was time to gather data.

Of course...how to do that without just asking questions, which she was not convinced wouldn't result in Bad Things here in fae land, she wasn't quite sure. Letting others do the talking for now, she alt-tabbed over to a new document and began recording observations once more. Estimate of size, bark pattern, leaf shape and color, any resemblance to existing trees she could think of, anything she could to help her later identify this new type of fae(?) creature when she got back to the normal world.

As she typed, her quick eyes darted around the area looking for any leaves that may have fallen off of the creature that she could stealthily snatch on their way out later. She would never be so rude as to ASK for a sample to bring her father, but she saw no harm in taking something already discarded.
Jason Drake
 player, 65 posts
 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Wed 12 Aug 2020
at 00:47
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The walk to the camp was somber for Jason. He had a lot he wanted to say, but no place to say it, not yet. His friends were acting stupid after just working together so well, it almost didn't make sense. Was it a perfect fight? No, but there was no such thing, as far as he knew. Not with the way things were now. Nothing was going to be perfect...

Those thoughts went right out the window when they reached the camp and were staring at a giant tree-man. Jason blinked as he looked up at it's face, staring, waiting for something to happen.

"Well... seems friendly. Hi there. Hope we aren't interrupting anything?"

20 Insight to gauge how nice this tree thing might be. Seems nice.
July Coates
 player, 76 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Mon 24 Aug 2020
at 16:41
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
July felt nauseous. Her stomach refused to settle across the miles, anxiety flaring with every racing thought. Even the scenery, alien and beautiful, couldn't quite distract her from the heavy weight in the pit of her stomach.

Until the camp. July's footsteps stuttered, her blue eyes going wide as they found a scene seemingly right out of a storybook. Elves? Impossibly perfect, as graceful as willow boughs, making even what seemed to be work as elegant as ballet. Pixies like V'zzt darted every which way, faster than she could track. Her heart leapt, but the anxiety was more one of wonder, her curiosity piqued.

V'zzt had called this a troop camp, that they should speak with their Captain. She hadn't really thought about that before, but seeing martial drills and an imposing tree on guard begged the question: if this was a military camp, was this simply training, or was this an active campaign?

"Um, hi," July piped up as she was introduced, waving. She tried not to make her staring around the camp too obvious, but it was just so strange. So... Pretty.

July Coates rolled 7 on perception using 1d20+1 because she is but a simple, useless bisexual.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 60 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Wed 26 Aug 2020
at 15:04
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
You can't spell Temperance without Temper and around Garret, Whitney had that in spades. More than anything he was feeling more irritated with himself. It felt like he lost and any words he could summon to defend himself would dig him further into a hole. He felt shame like never before and it bothered him so much.

Clenching his jaw, Whitney fell in step with the group once more. This tension released without fanfare when they began walking into the camp, his eyes began to soak in the wonder.

These are elves and not the small cartoon ones on cracker boxes. Whitney fought the urge to drop his jaw completely as he took in the image before him. The smell of the forest seemed especially strong here, like fresh rain on foliage. The living tree and the people behind fell so neatly into the pages of Tolkien, Whitney couldn't help be taken back to his childhood.

Hektor, show me the camp. Whitney closed his eyes, hoping to see the fullness of this camp from above. He needed to focus, to make sure things were safe.

The sound of pages turning by Woolsworth's hand came to his mind. A gentle voice reading stories. I'm too young to be this sentimental. Focus now.

Perception Check rolled 10 by Hektor.

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Retro DM
 GM, 70 posts
Tue 1 Sep 2020
at 03:10
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The large tree man didn't speak, but nodded as the group was introduced. Vzzt flittered forward and spoke to it in a language that none present understood. The giant tree being nodded again, and stepped back to let the group pass through. Hektor flew up at Whitney's command, getting the literal birds eye view of the place. As the group passed by the giant living tree, Malun would see a few of it's leaves on the ground, and could grab a handful in passing.



Moving into the camp proper, some of the Elves stopped their activities to observe the strange newcomers. A smith of some kind stopped mid hammering, others who were eating looked up from their plates, a pair doing combat drills ceased their wooden swords mid air. It was clear enough that these Elves had not seen their kind before. There were whispers among them, speaking in a language quite foreign to the teenagers.

Vzzt led them to the outside of a larger tent, no doubt where this captain was residing.
"Please, please, wait a moment out here. It is proper that I go in and inform the captain before your meeting. As you are my honored guests, none here will harm you."

With that, Vzzt fluttered into the tent.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 79 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Tue 1 Sep 2020
at 17:16
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Ent and/or Treant leaves were quickly and stealthily pocketed as they were allowed into the camp.

Then...everyone started speaking in a language she didn't understand. That was fine, naturally she had prepared for this eventuality. Typing a swift command into her PortCon and activating the link to her glasses, Malun initiated her translation program with a bit of smugness.

Lightly, her mind reached out to everyone else in the group, ::I have activated a translation program, I'll be able to understand them shortly. Ms. Calhoon, should I project what I hear to everyone else?::

OOC: Casting Comprehend Languages, naturally.

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Retro DM
 GM, 71 posts
Mon 7 Sep 2020
at 01:31
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
While she was still not used to this sort of communication, the benefits of it couldn’t be denied, and Ms Calhoon responded mentally :: Yes Malun, that is a good idea. ::

Malun's translation technology and mind relay both take effect, allowing her to seemlessly decipher what is being said and relay those words to her friends and teacher. There is a lot of hushed banted in the crowd, but she is able to make out several closer conversations.

- "What are they? Not Elves at all, right? Could they be human? I've never seen a human before."

- "I don't care what they are, I want to know why they are here. Vzzt was right to bring them, no telling what they are up to."

- "Does this mean there are more creatures from other worlds coming? Like that giant bone serpent?"

These conversations were halted when Vzzt finally fluttered out of the tent, apparently with their captain in tow.

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Imrion Ninevines
 NPC, 1 post
Mon 7 Sep 2020
at 01:57
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
A tall, tanned skinned figure stepped out of the tent, just behind Vzzt. He wore some kind of armor, seemingly metallic, green tinted with silver filigrees, shaped as layered leaves. He wore no helmet, his vibrant amber eyes scanning the newcomers with a military scrutiny. A sword hung by his left hip, long and slender. He stared at the teenagers and their teacher, long enough to almost be awkward, before giving them a slight bow.

"Greetings, n'e ndor-e, I am Imrion Ninevines, captain of the Dune Salka. Vzzt tells me you are honored guests, in the tradition of the pixies. I will honor that tradition, as long as you do not prove yourselves unworthy of it."

How an Elf from another world knew their language was probably the last thing on their minds, but his command of english was as good as any humans'. He motioned for them to come into the pavilion. "If you would please step inside? I think we have much to dicuss."

n'e ndor-e translates as outlanders, Dune Salka as Rose Dancers.
Garret Blake
 player, 100 posts
 Do good deeds
 Stay out of trouble
Sun 11 Oct 2020
at 18:15
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Having had a little time to cool down from the business in the aftermath of the Starman, shame started now to creep into Garrett's mind, teasing at the corners of his thoughts, how his temper had managed to ride through even as he forced it down. He didn't know what the consequences would be, ultimately--didn't yet dare look at July and Whitney--but a sinking part of him knew that they would be there. Would exist, and he'd have to pay them when this was over.

So he did what he'd done with sports, with academics, with everything else he'd done since trying to turn his life around: took what was in front of him and poured all his attention into it. He looked at the Captain and, after a second or two, returned the bow with one of his own before following Imrion into the tent.

"It's an honor to meet you," Garrett said, taking his cue from the elf in front of him. "We're from a place called Gridley California. My name is Garrett Blake."

At this, cleared his throat a little awkwardly, not sure if he should introduce everyone else, not sure if it was his place to presume to speak for them, but also not wanting to leave a phrase hanging awkwardly in the air. "Thank you for your hospitality."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 61 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Fri 16 Oct 2020
at 03:34
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
They had no idea what passed as manners here. Nothing could be assumed. Even coming out saying, "Hey we're new here, sorry if we break etiquette by mistake" could be seen as insufferable. Whitney asked Hektor to keep circling the camp and to come down if something seemed amiss. No need to show them their whole hand.

Well, silence is also not an option. Best to make a mistake in good faith. Whitney followed inside the pavilion.

Whitney adopted his best "fancy dinner party" face. On the occasion he had to be social darling for his parents, Whitney became very good at adopting this mask. "Shalom. Thank you for your hospitality, I am Whitney Zabka-Cabot. Captain Ninevines, I hope we can both benefit from sharing what we know." Whitney did his best not to let his eyes wander the large tent too much. He could not afford to come off as rude right now.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 80 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Sat 17 Oct 2020
at 01:58
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Recalling stories about bad things happening when one gives their name to the fair folk, Malun inwardly winced at her friends' quick introductions...but in fairness she doubted they knew the same stories. Research was her job, after all. And after meeting Vzzt, it was a bit too late, at least for the others.

"You may call me Malun," the young inventor added in the most polite tone of voice she could figure out, "I would like to note that Vzzt saved our lives out there, they and your organization have my thanks."

Unlike Whitney, Malun was not able to hold a steady gaze towards their host. Her eyes quickly flitted over the pavilion as she followed the other sin, her fingers still rapidly flitting over the keyboard of her PortCon to note everything she could see. Included in her notes was a comment about how the captain spoke perfectly clear english, which did not remotely escape her notice.
July Coates
 player, 77 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Sun 18 Oct 2020
at 20:35
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Imrion Ninevines, like everyone else at the camp it seemed, was pretty in a way that made it hard to think. The thousands of questions racing through her mind didn't help her focus. Malun's translation--spell? program?-- clued July in to conversations that had only moments ago been incomprehensible. Outlanders, like Skittles. A threat. July blinked, and cast a less starstruck, more wary look around the camp and the truly fantastic amount of weaponry among all of the stunningly beautiful people, and back to Imrion, beckoning them into a pavillion. Imrion, who was well-armored, and well-armed.

If ever there was a time to be as polite and perfect as her parents expected of her, this was it. With a steadying breath, she stepped into that role. July's spine straightened, her shoulders rolled back, and the smile that lit up her face was placid as she pushed down every question, every anxiety that had bubbled to the surface in the aftermath of Garret and Whitney's confrontation, and followed the rest of the group. She fell into place next to Jason, keeping her gaze locked on their host.

"I'm July Coates," She introduced herself in turn, hands clasped in front of her to keep from fidgeting, every bit the picture of mild-mannered.
Jason Drake
 player, 66 posts
 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Thu 22 Oct 2020
at 02:31
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
There was something calming about the place, despite all the military weapons and drills going on around them. Maybe it had to do with the seeming order of it, after so much chaos had hit their lives. It wasn't any less alien, but it wasn't a monster trying to kill them or a man from space with lasers blasting at them, so that helped.

Malun's psychic connection was crisp and clear, but somehow it confused Jason. Was he hearing double? Something was off, but he didn't know what. Imirion's appearance distracted him from that thought. He looked right into the eyes of the Elven captain. This was a serious man, military through and through, poised, graceful, and probably far more deadly than he was letting on. He was not unlike a house cat, friendly and even nice to look at, but deadly when the time came to hunt. Right now he was friendly, and Jason hoped he would stay that way.

"I'm Jason Drake, it is an honor, captain." He said with a slight bow, entering the pavilion as the Elf beckoned.

That is a natural 20, for 27 total on Insight!
Retro DM
 GM, 72 posts
Sat 21 Nov 2020
at 15:43
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The interior of the pavilion was as elegant as it was functional. It seemed as though the pillars which held up the canvas were tree trunks that had grown specifically to support it, and the canvas itself was comprised of giant, bronze colored leaves, layered over one another to be water tight. The interior lighting came from some odd form of plant bulb at the end of a vine, several of which glowed warmly about the pavilion, twined around the pillars or hanging from the canvas.

A table of solid stone laid in the middle, circled by chairs that were comprised of more large leaves with vine supports. Imrion went to one side of the table, but did not sit, instead gesturing to the chairs and waiting for his guests to be seated. Vzzt flitted by, coming to the center of the table and producing their teapot and cups from some extra dimensional space, using magic to quickly heat up a fresh batch of tea.

"So," began Imrion, with a calm and even tone " Vzzt has explained that you come from another world, and that another strange man of metal came from the sky to attack you. I also understand that those bones in the nightward lands are somehow connected to you. Any details you can fill in would be helpful."