Roleplay 1000 Wands of World Wrecking Wonder IC

Bierstout murmurs his thanks as the cantrips remove the filthy liquids from his waterlogged clothing. He thinks hard for a moment how best to answer James, stroking his beard a few times to stir up his brain.

"Tha farmhouse seems a bit tae far away for that, but I wouldnae call it impossible when it comes ta magics. But I also heard voices comin' from deeper beyond tha door, which makes me think t'might actually go somewhere."

He hefts his axe. "Best get some shuteye soon. I'll gather some firewood an' take tha first watch."
 
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Bierstout murmurs his thanks as the cantrips remove the filthy liquids from his waterlogged clothing. He thinks hard for a moment how best to answer James, stroking his beard a few times to stir up his brain.

"Tha farmhouse seems a bit tae far away for that, but I wouldnae call it impossible when it comes ta magics. But I also heard voices comin' from deeper beyond tha door, which makes me think t'might actually go somewhere."

He hefts his axe. "Best get some shuteye soon. I'll gather some firewood an' take tha first watch."
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“All right then.” Varrys goes into his trance in a meditation pose.
 
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Bierstout murmurs his thanks as the cantrips remove the filthy liquids from his waterlogged clothing. He thinks hard for a moment how best to answer James, stroking his beard a few times to stir up his brain.

"Tha farmhouse seems a bit tae far away for that, but I wouldnae call it impossible when it comes ta magics. But I also heard voices comin' from deeper beyond tha door, which makes me think t'might actually go somewhere."

He hefts his axe. "Best get some shuteye soon. I'll gather some firewood an' take tha first watch."
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Hastria quietly sets up her tent and bedroll, then climbs inside to go to bed.
 
Testing his cooking meat with his claws finding it to the correct firmness, Boris snapped his jaws in anticipation as he removed the sticks of flesh from the fire devouring the meal with gusto with healthy gulps of bogwine to remind him of a proper meal back in the swamps.

Alone he easily polished off a pound of meat before laying out his own bedroll along with the two he'd taken from the place of rest by the den of the not swamp. The extra padding combined with the solid ground made a nest he had little issue finding a new height of comfort.

Now all he needed was to be partly submerged and it'd be unmatched.

"Boris will take the moons zenith watch." He said nodding off into an exhaustion and alcohol fueled sleep.
 
Theodoric pondered things for a second and then asked his companions, "What watch do you want me to take, I am going to write down a few notes, perhaps asking Bierstout about his opinions, before I turn in." He found a proper surface, which to write and began pondering what he ought to write down about the various wands.
 
You all bed down one after another under the unnatural night light of your own making. It goes by uneventfully, the sounds of woodland critters occassionally breaking the tranquility. As dawn breaks however, something incredible occurs. Hastria awakes in an instant, and is already standing. However, though you feel your feet planted on the ground, your point of view is lower than if you were to sit up, only about two feet off the ground. To further complicate things your vision is now incredibly different, showing you colors you have never before witnessed. The most incredible sight of all however is in front of your own face. Your once normal nose has been replaced by a thick yellow protrudence. And finally, upon taking in the sun, you feel a compulsion to let loose a cry.



And just like that, the event is over. You have returned to your normal self as if nothing had transpired, other than a familiar chill running down your spine. Everyone else awakes to the sound of a rooster's crow in your midst, all except for Varrys who had long since woke, and sees a rooster replace Hastria for a short few seconds only for her to reappear back in place. The lights are still present, however are faint in the sunlight, but the sounds of a rooster bring James back memories of wringing chicken necks and you feel as though you can once again commence with violent behavior.
 
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Theodoric awakens, at the sound of a rooster. "Hnngh" he thought, "That is odd, did someone's rooster wander into camp? Are we going to have to bring it back? Well, good neighbours and all." He got up only to see it standing where Hastria had been, the previous night, "Really, Hastria. Are you trying to prank us, or..." he dryly commented, only to be interrupted by the transformation back, "...that. So we have a Rooster Wand, really... I guess that isn't the strangest thing I have seen. I guess I'll have to note it down." he then again dryly adds, "Though I guess I will have to be careful with the language, wouldn't want to create any unfortunate implications would we?" He then turned to Varys, "Master Varys would you know which wand create this "wonderful" effect?"
 
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Theodoric awakens, at the sound of a rooster. "Hnngh" he thought, "That is odd, did someone's rooster wander into camp? Are we going to have to bring it back? Well, good neighbours and all." He got up only to see it standing where Hastria had been, the previous night, "Really, Hastria. Are you trying to prank us, or..." he dryly commented, only to be interrupted by the transformation back, "...that. So we have a Rooster Wand, really... I guess that isn't the strangest thing I have seen. I guess I'll have to note it down." he then again dryly adds, "Though I guess I will have to be careful with the language, wouldn't want to create any unfortunate implications would we?" He then turned to Varys, "Master Varys would you know which wand create this "wonderful" effect?"
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Varrys just looks at his wand fascinated. “Fascinating, very fascinating. Theo it seems my wand is the culprit.”
 
GravitysMomentum said:
Varrys just looks at his wand fascinated. “Fascinating, very fascinating. Theo it seems my wand is the culprit.”
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"Now that is fascinating. To test this wand, we are going to have to find a way to get a subject that we can observe in the future." He replied, "Can't properly test if our subject is not there for us to the see the effect, after all."
 
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"Now that is fascinating. To test this wand, we are going to have to find a way to get a subject that we can observe in the future." He replied, "Can't properly test if our subject is not there for us to the see the effect, after all."
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"Yes, we'll test if it works on animals first."
 
Waking with a jolt Boris hissed rolling onto his hands and feet poised ready to fight from his sudden awakening, his head swiveling side to side eyes narrowed searching for the disturbance with his piss off alligator hiss impression and waving tail.

Seeing no enemy Boris quieted and began cooking his morning meal from the meat he'd gathered yesterday, enough of it to spare for more than himself.

"Gift giver, there is a bounty of flesh would you wish to have any with your food?" Boris inquired as he watched over the cooking meat.
 
Bierstout looks crestfallen as the rooster turns back into a girl. For a brief moment, he'd entertained thoughts of a fried chicken breakfast to fill his growling stomach. Now he was just worried that every time he ate meat it was really a person cursed to take the form of a tasty animal. But the smell of caramelizing meat and dripping grease makes him soon forget such trifling concerns, and he squats down next to the lizard and the spits.

"I'd appreciate that, yes," he replies as he takes a deep quaff of ale, the most proper way for a dwarf to break his fast. He passes the flask to the lizard he now considers 'friend', and waits for the meat to finish cooking. "I wonder if any of the others would like some. Fresh meat is superior to rations any day of the week."
 
His nostrils flared taking in the heady scent of prepared meat that filled the air. He took the gift givers flask respectfully and took a swig of the amber mana within before handing it back.

To take another beings alcohol was a grievous crime, worthy of death... except if won by arms.

Picking a stick of well cooked meat he offered it to Bierstout first for having shared his alcohol with him, letting the dwarf take first choice at the meat.

"They may take, Boris doesn't have the salt to preserve the meat. We must eat it quick."
 
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You all bed down one after another under the unnatural night light of your own making. It goes by uneventfully, the sounds of woodland critters occassionally breaking the tranquility. As dawn breaks however, something incredible occurs. Hastria awakes in an instant, and is already standing. However, though you feel your feet planted on the ground, your point of view is lower than if you were to sit up, only about two feet off the ground. To further complicate things your vision is now incredibly different, showing you colors you have never before witnessed. The most incredible sight of all however is in front of your own face. Your once normal nose has been replaced by a thick yellow protrudence. And finally, upon taking in the sun, you feel a compulsion to let loose a cry.



And just like that, the event is over. You have returned to your normal self as if nothing had transpired, other than a familiar chill running down your spine. Everyone else awakes to the sound of a rooster's crow in your midst, all except for Varrys who had long since woke, and sees a rooster replace Hastria for a short few seconds only for her to reappear back in place. The lights are still present, however are faint in the sunlight, but the sounds of a rooster bring James back memories of wringing chicken necks and you feel as though you can once again commence with violent behavior.
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James awakes, but as he did not see the transformation, he's not extremely alarmed.
"What, what happened?"
 
Shipmaster Sane said:
"What, what happened?"
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"The lass turned intae'a chicken," Bierstout replies, taking it all in stride, "but she got better."

He takes out a few pieces of dense goat's-milk cheese and starts toasting them over the fire. Soon their own aroma joins that of the nearly-done meat, creating a mouthwatering scent for the party's hungered noses.

"Time fur'a quick breakfast now. Need tha energy fur explorin' 'at tunnel."
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Picking a stick of well cooked meat he offered it to Bierstout first for having shared his alcohol with him, letting the dwarf take first choice at the meat.

"They may take, Boris doesn't have the salt to preserve the meat. We must eat it quick."
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The young dwarf takes a large bite from the kebab. Delicious, he finds it to be, even considering the lack of any herbs or seasonings. The smoke from the wood has added its own flavor to the slight gaminess of the meat, and there's enough fat and juices to make the mouthful satisfying and easy to chew and swallow. Perhaps the excitement of it all, the vibe of camping outdoors near a battleground and the prospect of upcoming adventure, has added its own spice.

He hopes the others take up Boris's offer — meat is the best thing to fill one's belly, and the unique and novel flavor of this flame-roasted kebab is definitely something worth experiencing. Adding a bit of toasty, melted cheese to the next bite complements it perfectly; the saltiness and nuttiness of the aged cheese drawing out and enhancing the subtle notes in the meat.

"The taste is surprisingly good, but try it with this fromage," he says, offering a gooey brown-and-gold blob on a small stick to the lizard.

. . .

Eventually, after the morning meal is done, he rolls up his blanket and gathers his kit — now ready to set off for the old farmhouse.
 
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He hopes the others take up Boris's offer — meat is the best thing to fill one's belly, and the unique and novel flavor of this flame-roasted kebab is definitely something worth experiencing. Adding a bit of toasty, melted cheese to the next bite complements it perfectly; the saltiness and nuttiness of the aged cheese drawing out and enhancing the subtle notes in the meat.

"The taste is surprisingly good, but try it with this fromage," he says, offering a gooey brown-and-gold blob on a small stick to the lizard.
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Accepting the stick Boris sniffed the cheese covered meat, curious of its scent. Cheese wasn't a common good in the swamp, it was difficult to milk the rats, easier to kill and feast than to keep the vicious prey around. He'd very rarely tasted the strange curled milk.

Snapping the meat from the stick Boris croaking hum of enjoyment rumbled from his throat. The saltiness and funk of the goat cheese complemented his hangover and bogwine and he tore pieces from the cheese coated chunk of flesh.

"This taste brings pleasure gift giver, a good sign for this day." Boris said as he readied himself as well to follow Bierstout, the remaining cooked meat taken off the fire so it wouldn't burn before any others had their take of the fresh meat.
 
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