If you don't know what this is yet lurk moar, you'll be averting your eyes in no time. Now where were we?
We last left off with the party barging on in a very irate Kiynen who has recently laid a clutch of 5 eggs and is still sensitive about it. Still, no one died in the process and Addy seems to have sworn fealty to them,... whatever that's about. So we return to the party,... who has already split up with Tracy venturing to Cardashil to try and find a lead on the elvenniggers who keep jacking their shit. Infernius has been assisting Slovenia in felling trees and reinforcing the outer wall of Durpistan. Torcuil has been getting bantzed by Snek, and a bunch of stuff I'm probably forgetting and will get shit on reminded of.
With no further adieu,....
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>>67094Tracy senses the creatures behind her, but keeps walking, determined to see just how far she can keep this up before she's attacked or otherwise interacted with.
>>67099Mind that she's in disguise, and that the majority of her equipment is in her concealed bag.
[1d20+8 = 10]>>67097>"Talk is pointless">>67099As Tracy approaches, she detects the faint sounds and smells of about a half dozen elves behind her. Additionally, the smell emanating from the 'horse' is also consistent with elves.
And a poorly thrown net crashes to the ground next to her.
>>67102Tracy lets out a feral whinny and gallops forward, but not at full speed; gauging how the elves around her react.
>>67103>"More like you wish to interrogate me and then do with me as you have my kin." he says, tilting his head toward Infernius.>>67104As she increases her speed, the horse she is now running toward casts a spell. The surrounding area, formerly with decent space between each tree fills with growing vines and stalks causing the area around him, her, and the pursuing elves to become thickly overgrown and impassable.
>>67106Tracy, in mock panic (although secretly frustrated), slows to a halt and kicks the earth, all the while snorting and whinnying in horse.
>[recites her shopping list in native language]Her head darts left and right, waiting for the elves to make their move.
>>67108The elves are just as surprised as Tracy is, but with a visual distortion, the horse turns into an elf with white eyes, leaning on a withered cane. He raises his hand both to calm Tracy and his clansmen.
"Hold there please, I would prefer to avoid violence."
>>67109Ha, I knew he was a Druid.
[snorting noises]
*kicks earth*
>>67110The elf slowly steps forward. "Now now, there's no need for that. Its not often that one comes across a blue pony, and yours is a most unusual breed." he says smiling, while the elves around him exchange uncomprehending glances. His features sharpen suddenly. "Why have you come here, and why have you attacked my clansmen?"
>>67112>"Yeah yeah, one sec you overgrown gecko"Snek sends a quick telepathic message to Torc letting him know to be ready to casts spell, then he unties the wyvern he's talking too.
>"There, ya happy?" >>67111>why have you attacked my clansmen?Tracy's mind races blankly as she realizes she really didn't actually
have any reason at all (aside from being shot at, but that was after she already jumped off of the boat); which would be apparent, if not quite confusing, through the Druid's empathy.
Her illusion as her body shifts coat shifts from brown to blue, and Nicholas Cage's seductive face appears on her flank in the midst of a dazzling rainbow pattern.
"... Neigh..."
>>67113>untiesA stretch, given he has no hands, but whatever.
The Wyvern stands up slowly flexes its wings a bit, and then turns its gaze on Snek.
>"What's your game?">>67114The elves around gasp at the sudden change. "Its a start, but yet you hesitate to answer my questions. This puts me in a difficult position." His eyes stare straight ahead unblinkingly, as he makes his way over to one a tree and whispers to it.
>>67115Tracy holds her ground, watching the old man.
>>67118>"And how many of ours have fallen to your hand? You lot have made your intentions clear the last time you came through.">>67119He nods thoughtfully and turns back to Tracy. "Most interesting. Your ship, that doesn't belong to you, or it least it hadn't always, had it?"
>>67120"This is our first time here. The others came about six months ago and I came into play shortly after. Now if you're referring to a group you'll have to talk to my associate for better details."
>>67120This Wyvern is rather eloquent.
>>67120Tracy realizes that she has two options: stab, or listen; she chooses to remain silent and do the latter.
She's gotten the drift that this old elf is able to feel her emotions, and decides to just let him, slowly nodding to confirm his question.
although the ground beneath her smokes faintly as she's reminded of that godawful cunt >>67122>"Uhhhh, Torc? This Wyvern has something to tell you you might find interesting. The ship has attacked the wall before.""So that's why..."
>"Yep""Tell him we aren't associated with Kefka or any other groups, and the owner of this ship attacked us before we stole it from them."
>>67123"You couldn't possibly operate alone, my friends tell me of a variety of different forms of combat that took place. I would like to speak with you and your compatriots. I think we might have information for one another."
>>67125>stab>not stab>stab>not stab>stab>... no stabbing right nowTracy stares at the man for a few seconds, then finally speaks.
"..I don't see why not.." Tracy says, puffing out her cheeks and turning around as if to lead him back
>>67126Again, more startled noises from the elves. Some hold spears nervously, while others just look bewildered. The blind
you caught that right? elf simply smiles and follows. As Tracy approaches the edge of the circle of overgrowth, he raises his hand and the section in front of her withers away. "Proceed. That won't be necessary," he says without turning, as the other elves make to follow.
>>67127Tracy begins to trot down the path, gawking at the elves who gasped at her in a rather cocky manner.
>>67128Tracy takes in the scenery as she trots through the forest, taking her time to allow the elves to keep up with her pace.
"Hmmmm... Taller than the trees that self-righteous cunt claimed to guard..."
>>67134Tracy turns to the elf, having been talking to herself.
"Oh, I was just thinking of some bitch of a unicorn I know.."
>>67136He tilts his head slightly, but shakes it off almost immediately.
>>67137Tracy stares intently at the man, her speed slowing, betraying her irritation of at the subject, before she speeds up again, snorting in frustration.
>>67138"No need to get agitated, I'm not even armed." he says. "Well, there is this, but you don't seem like this would be much good against you."
>>67139*suppresses urge to steal his stick*"Nah, it's nothing about the lot of you.." Tracy says, resuming her invincible, cocky demeanor
"Just something personal from a while ago.." she mutters, almost whispering
"... cunt..."
>>67140Tracy keeps walking, now in a sour mood.
As Tracy and the elf approach the wall beneath the ship, he whispers a few words and begins walking in the air, as though up a flight of stairs.
>>67142Tracy, in an intentionally sudden motion to spook the elves on either side of her, doubles in size and takes off in a blaze of blue flame.
>>67143Flying, she makes the deck well in advance of the fellow, who continues to ascend with slow and measured steps.
Meaning, she has a few moments to talk to whomever before he arrives >>67144"I brought I guy who wants to talk. Don't kill him." Tracy says flatly as she lands on the deck of the ship
