fellowship season two - mishmash inn The Fellowship of the Thing - I'm bored. Time for Season 2!

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, Mr. Misting said:

Dave strolled over to the kitchen and rummaged around, looking for the salt and apples. After a moment he laid them out in front of Obsidian, eyes twinkling. "A mound of salt and apples, served."

Obsidian picked up an apple and absorbed it with black goo. He frowned. "Hm. Was that supposed to feel different?"

[Mr. Misting he/him]

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Obsidian picked up an apple and absorbed it with black goo. He frowned. "Hm. Was that supposed to feel different?"

Dave picked up the other apple and bit into it. "Can you taste flavors with your mouth?" Dave asked, while trying to swallow the fruit. 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, Mr. Misting said:

Dave picked up the other apple and bit into it. "Can you taste flavors with your mouth?" Dave asked, while trying to swallow the fruit. 

Obsidian stared at him, shocked. "You're... breaking the apple!"

[Mr. Misting he/him]

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Obsidian stared at him, shocked. "You're... breaking the apple!"

Dave lifted an eyebrow. "Most people would call it eating." Exaggerating the motion he bit into the apple again.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

8 minutes ago, Mr. Misting said:

Dave lifted an eyebrow. "Most people would call it eating." Exaggerating the motion he bit into the apple again.

Obsidian somewhat uncertainly reproduced the apple and took a bite. His eyes widened. "Ahh..." he said (though his mouth was full of apple, so it came out more like "aughl").

Edited January 7, 2023 by xinoehp512

[Trutharchivist he/him]

15 minutes ago, Mr. Misting said:

I'm very sorry for Galard. If he ever wants to hang out with, um, whatever nonsense we are doing feel free.

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's quite alright. He'll kniw more people now! Though it wasn't very helpful. I'll try again this "character interaction" thing with saner characters, I think, though this is a good tale.

Galard went back to Lightning. "Any luck finding those dragons?" He asked.

"They disappeared not long after you were gone." He grumbled. "I went to the balcony where I smelt them and no one was there. Maybe I'll try again later. How about you?"

"Oh," said Galard, "I got to see this Nath person use a new trick, then got to... Umm... Save a person from being eaten by another person via tearing his arm off. Then both of them went to eat apples and salt, apparently, right after the guy with the torn arm got it reattached." He shook his head. "Some vacation, eh?"

Lightning growled in agreement. Galard settled back, not speaking anymore.

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Right. He's either going to sleep or just stsy there for a while. Also, Bookwyrm, it could be nice if our dragon characters will get to interact.

@The Bookwyrm

Edited January 7, 2023 by Trutharchivist

[Mr. Misting he/him]

8 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Obsidian somewhat uncertainly reproduced the apple and took a bite. His eyes widened. "Ahh..." he said (though his mouth was full of apple, so it came out more like "aughl").

Dave grinned. "You can try that with the salt if you like, though it will be an interesting experience to say the least."

[Nathrangking he/him]

2 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

Through all of this, Tacien clung on stubbornly. Cufre had approached, and he had apparently decided not to interfere yet, although he was wary.

Nath gets down on a knee, leans in, and whispers for a moment deadening all of the sounds around him. "You are not alone you know. The thought that you are not understood is a prison all its own. Terrible, confining, all consuming. This burden does not need to be carried alone. I joined us to help if I could. You need not trust me on my word let me prove it to you." Nath's voice is soft tinged with loss felt over eons.

 

 

Edited January 7, 2023 by Nathrangking

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, Mr. Misting said:

Dave grinned. "You can try that with the salt if you like, though it will be an interesting experience to say the least."

Obsidian swallowed and picked up the container of salt. He pulled the spout open and poured some into his mouth. He then proceeded to spew it out all over the floor in front of him. "Bleugh!" he exclaimed, trying to wipe off his tongue. "You eat this stuff?"

[S. Stormy she/her]

39 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"You're welcome. Are you going to be alright on your own?"

 

Gone nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine," he said, then curled up on his bed and closed his eyes.

[Mr. Misting he/him]

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Obsidian swallowed and picked up the container of salt. He pulled the spout open and poured some into his mouth. He then proceeded to spew it out all over the floor in front of him. "Bleugh!" he exclaimed, trying to wipe off his tongue. "You eat this stuff?"

Dave chuckled. "Not raw, you usually sprinkle over other foods." Dave took the container from Obsidian and swallowed a mouthful, grinning. "Would you like some water to wash away the taste?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

Nath gets down on a knee, leans in, and whispers for a moment deadening all of the sounds around him. "You are not alone you know. The thought that you are not understood is a prison all its own. Terrible, confining, all consuming. This burden does not need to be carried alone. I joined us to help I could. You need not trust me on my word let me prove it to you." Nath's voice is soft tinged with loss felt over eons.

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Tacien is in his room, by the way.

Tacien looked up at Nath questioningly.

1 minute ago, Shallan Stormblessed said:

Gone nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine," he said, then curled up on his bed and closed his eyes.

Carefully, Cufre pulled the covers over the boy, then stood watching for a moment.

Edited January 7, 2023 by The Aspiring Archivist

[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

He pays Silver no mind for the moment.

"Oh," said Silver after a moment. "Just you."

He then turned and realized that a child had appeared while he'd been distracted.

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And thus the hole in time hath been filled.

2 minutes ago, Mr. Misting said:

Dave chuckled. "Not raw, you usually sprinkle over other foods." Dave took the container from Obsidian and swallowed a mouthful, grinning. "Would you like some water to wash away the taste?"

"Water," Obsidian said, thinking. "The liquid? It also goes in the mouth?"

 

[Mr. Misting he/him]

11 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Water," Obsidian said, thinking. "The liquid? It also goes in the mouth?"

"Among other applications, yes."

[Nathrangking he/him]

3 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

Tacien looked up at Nath questioningly.

Carefully, Cufre pulled the covers over the boy, then stood watching for a moment.

"I don't know how well you sleep little one and I cannot promise that you'll never be afraid again, but tonight you will sleep a dreamless sleep. Nightmares shall flow from you this night via our bond. Tonight I will carry this burden. If you need me, think my name Nath and I shall be by your side in the blink of an eye. I shall guard you this I have sworn. Until I withdraw this spell, only those whom you trust shall be able to touch you. All others will find themselves frozen solid." Nath whispers a few words in a language long since lost to time. 

He rises and turns to Cufre restoring sound to its natural state. "He will be safe for now to rest. Unless he calls for me I will return in the morning."

 

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Let's assume he went with him into the room, because I was away for a couple of hours and did not realize that so much gad happened. Same sceneish by the bed.

 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

4 minutes ago, Mr. Misting said:

"Among other applications, yes."

"Very well," Obsidian replied. "Where is this water?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

32 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

"I don't know how well you sleep little one and I cannot promise that you'll never be afraid again, but tonight you will sleep a dreamless sleep. Nightmares shall flow from you this night via our bond. Tonight I will carry this burden. If you need me, think my name Nath and I shall be by your side in the blink of an eye. I shall guard you this I have sworn. Until I withdraw this spell, only those whom you trust shall be able to touch you. All others will find themselves frozen solid." Nath whispers a few words in a language long since lost to time. 

He rises and turns to Cufre restoring sound to its natural state. "He will be safe for now to rest. Unless he calls for me I will return in the morning."

Cufre, having just returned from Gone's room, nodded. "What exactly did you do to him right before he got taken?"

Edited January 7, 2023 by The Aspiring Archivist

[Mr. Misting he/him]

1 minute ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Very well," Obsidian replied. "Where is this water?"

Dave began to walk back to the kitchen. "Probably in the kitchen. I'll get you a cup."

[xinoehp512 he/him]

6 minutes ago, Mr. Misting said:

Dave began to walk back to the kitchen. "Probably in the kitchen. I'll get you a cup."

Obsidian followed, wondering at the strangeness of humans.

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Good place to call it?

 

[Nathrangking he/him]

13 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

Cufre, having just returned from Gone's room, nodded. "You know, I don't think he's ever had nightmares. I'd probably have heard about it from my parents if he did."

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Cufre only heard what was explicitly directed at him. The nightmare bit was heard by Tacien only.

 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Nathrangking said:

 

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Oh. I edited it.

 

[NameIess]

Klave lay in his bed, head pounding as he gradually returned to consciousness. Eventually, he sat up on his bed, opening his eyes to his room. Darkformer below, what happened? Where am I? He tried to remember, thoughts feeling thick as lead. Slowly, memories began to trickle back to him. Memories of a desire for... for power. Yes, a need for it. He hadn't been strong enough. No, that wasn't quite right. He had the power. He needed skill. Mastery. That was why he'd sought the ancient magic, why he'd come to this inn. The rest of his memories came flooding back, his head clearing somewhat. I shouldn't have used that much Trueflame. Nightmares, but I hate how it affects me. Sighing, he got out of bed, looking down at his scaled hands, one red, one white-gold. Eventually, he stood up, following the sensation in his mind out of his room and through the inn. He walked for a time, eventually coming upon the man who claimed to be a dragon's friend. What had his name been again? The dragon was called Lightning, apparently. Klave hesitated briefly, then approached, watching the yellow dragon carefully. "Hello? I'm Klave. I've heard that dragons in other worlds are... different from my home, and I wanted to meet one."

@Trutharchivist

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Nathrangking said:

Nath exits the room and appears across from Fadran in a plush armchair of his own. Exhausted lines appear momentarily beneath his eyes.

@Channelknight Fadran

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I edited a different question into my post, did you see it?

Wait somehow I didn't, I'll do it now.

 

Edited January 7, 2023 by The Aspiring Archivist

[Trutharchivist he/him]

6 minutes ago, UnfortunatelyNamed said:

Klave lay in his bed, head pounding as he gradually returned to consciousness. Eventually, he sat up on his bed, opening his eyes to his room. Darkformer below, what happened? Where am I? He tried to remember, thoughts feeling thick as lead. Slowly, memories began to trickle back to him. Memories of a desire for... for power. Yes, a need for it. He hadn't been strong enough. No, that wasn't quite right. He had the power. He needed skill. Mastery. That was why he'd sought the ancient magic, why he'd come to this inn. The rest of his memories came flooding back, his head clearing somewhat. I shouldn't have used that much Trueflame. Nightmares, but I hate how it affects me. Sighing, he got out of bed, looking down at his scaled hands, one red, one white-gold. Eventually, he stood up, following the sensation in his mind out of his room and through the inn. He walked for a time, eventually coming upon the man who claimed to be a dragon's friend. What had his name been again? The dragon was called Lightning, apparently. Klave hesitated briefly, then approached, watching the yellow dragon carefully. "Hello? I'm Klave. I've heard that dragons in other worlds are... different from my home, and I wanted to meet one."

@Trutharchivist

Lightning rose, forcing Galard to stand up. He turned, looking at the stranger that cane in. He seemed... Vaguely familiar. I saw him yesterday, didn't I? Thought Galard.

"Well met, master Klade." Said Lightning. "Is there something specific you'd like to learn? There's an almost draconic smell to you."

"Can you understand him?" Asked Galard, laying his hand on his friend's scales. "If not, I can translate."

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Lightning speaks Dragonish - a language similar to english, but different in consonants due to limitations in how dragons' throats work. It's kind of an independent language, but due to being spoken by dragons living with humans, it changed a bit to be more similar. 

 

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Trutharchivist said:

Lightning rose, forcing Galard to stand up. He turned, looking at the stranger that cane in. He seemed... Vaguely familiar. I saw him yesterday, didn't I? Thought Galard.

"Well met, master Klade." Said Lightning. "Is there something specific you'd like to learn? There's an almost draconic smell to you."

"Can you understand him?" Asked Galard, laying his hand on his friend's scales. "If not, I can translate."

Klave was silent for a long moment before speaking. "I can understand. Not so much the words, more the intent behind them. I must say, I am surprised to see a dragon speak."