Day 50C: Moore, the Drunken Paladin, and the Morning After.

[Iron Dragoon]

Session Start: Tue Feb 03 07:12:14 2015
Session Ident: #terrorofdunes
* Now talking in #terrorofdunes
* Topic is 'Young Elf(24)>John(23) '
* Set by Kotono on Fri Jul 11 10:18:27
<Kotono> --------
<Kotono> OOC: Any plan for finding other fey or just hoping you get lucky?
<Moore> OOC: He'll look around first!
<Moore> OOC: But other than that no.
<Kotono> OOC: Perception.
<Moore> roll 1d20+14
<Moore> OOC: Haha... oops.
* Serith (~iron_drag@cpe-173-172-46-15.tx.res.rr.com) has joined #terrorofdunes
<Moore> roll 1d20+14
<Serith> Moore roll for Serith < 29 > 12 [d20=15]
<Kotono> Oh, Moore goes about. Celebration is joined by good food and drink. As he goes about it, wandering, he finally sees something familiar. A satyr! He's eating and drinking at a table, chatting with a pretty blonde woman. She's blushing at his words.
<Moore> Oh, this must be the one he heard about from John. He'll start flying over there slowly, hopefully to give them plenty of time to notice he's heading in that direction.
<Kotono> About halfway there, the satyr notices Moore. He blinks a moment, "Ah hell," he murmurs. "Dawn, I'll be back in 5," he says, standing up.
<Moore> Moore will wait for him to come over!
<Kotono> The satyr comes over, a little unsteady on his feet. He brings his tankard of ale with him, "Ho hi, hi ho there, pixie. You new in town?"
<Moore> "Hello!" Moore smiles, offering a hand. "I'm Moore. My friends and I have been in town a few days -- you might've heard of us." He's all smiles and confidence.
<Kotono> "You're the ones this is all about," The satyr suddenly grins, reaching up to ruffle Moore's hair, "Damned good to meet you! Almost as good as Dawn's twin sister!"
<Moore> "Ah, well, we just participated in something that everyone else did." Moore says with a smile. "But I wanted to at least introduce myself, I haven't seen many of... 'us,' I guess you'd say around anywhere."
<Kotono> "We're not heavy on the ground  here, not this island," The satyr says, "There's a few islands where more of our kind appear as newborns, but..." He shrugs after that.
<Moore> Moore nods. "I was trying to find out if there was a Court or anything... but it doesn't seem like there is. Or, if there is, they probably keep to themselves."
<Kotono> "Nothing 'round here. There's just not enough of us," The satyr shakes his head. "But I'm working on that," he grins, gesturing to the blonde. "See Dawn there? She has a twin and...oh yeah," Grinning each to ear now, "Gimme some time and I might fix that the fun way."
<Moore> Moore clears his throat as some color rises to his cheeks. "Ah... well, um... good luck with that!" He says. "Let me know if he hear anything about any other fey, all right?"
<Kotono> "Sure!" With a jaunty wave, "Enjoy the party!"
<Moore> Moore turns and will head back. Right.  Satyrs.  He really should have known.
<Kotono> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 35 > 12 [d100=35]
<Kotono> Moore proceeds back. Near the ship, he runs into Jetina. She's grinning and staggering along, waving sloppily to Moore. "Hi Moooore," she calls, "Hiiiiii!"
<Moore> Oh dear. "Hi, Miss Jetina!" Moore says. "Come on, let's get back you back to your room."
<Kotono> "But I'm a bird!" Jetina giggles, "A great big bird of Qupan who hits the undead a lot!"
<Moore> "Miss Jetina, I think you've had a bit too much to... ...come on." He just sighs and tries to tug on her hand to get her to follow him. "Come with me, it's important!" OOC: I can try a bluff check vs drunken lady if you'd like
<Kotono> OOC: Sure.
<Moore> roll 1d20+18 just doing this so I don't forget next time
<Serith> Moore roll for Serith < 35 > 12 [d20=17]
Session Close: Tue Feb 03 16:46:08 2015