Tryll's Paragon Quest (Tryll)

[Yuthirin]

Casting Percussion, manifesting Control Sound

Tryll manifests as a tall, buxom man with a lantern jaw. A luxurious bears mixes well with fine ocher locks of hair, but contrasts sharply with feminine hourglass figure and ample breasts framed by hairy and muscular arms. Its mouth opens far too wide and a voice like thunder and ice cracking says daintily,

"I TOO WISH TO BE A PRETTY PRETTY PRINCESS."

[Anastasia]

Make an Intimidate check, +10 circumstance bonus.

[Yuthirin]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+20 : 1 + 20, total 21[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20 jus ta 1 check since she can't really lose this otherwise
<Rei-chan> Space_Cat rolled : 1d20 jus ta 1 check since she can't really lose this otherwise --> [ 1d20=7 ]{7}

Your appearance gets a look as Bubbles says, "Well, there was that one really confused shark-blooded elf," she finally says, "I could work something out, sugar."

[Yuthirin]

Tryll's form fades from view as Calleigh cackles. 'No, thank you. My form is malleable, and my base form is not conducive to clothing. Also, the cost would be prohibitive.'

[Anastasia]

'Oh, don't be like that," Bubbles says with a gentle, encouraging smile. "If you want to be pretty, we'll find a way to make you pretty, dearie. You and Calleigh can be pretty together."

[Yuthirin]

"Oh!" Calleigh interjects, "I'm actually a princess now!"

[Anastasia]

Tryll is probably glad for that conversational interrupt.

Bubbles smiles, "Then you'll have to get much fancier and more expensive dresses, but I can help you with that. What's your budget, honey?"

[Yuthirin]

Tryll lacks the gender stigma that most humanoids have. If Bubbles wants to drape a pretty dress on Tryll's giant squiddy shape and make him pretty, he'd let her.

Calleigh is all cheerful smiles, "I have no idea! What's a good budget for this?"

[Anastasia]

"At a minimum? 500 gold a dress, and dearie, I'd suggest more. Let alone the jewelry and finery that goes with it," Bubbles says, smiling. "I'm always open for business."

[Yuthirin]

"Ten THOUSAND GOLD PIECES!" Calleigh shouts. "Let's make it AWESOME!"

[Anastasia]

"Oh my," Bubbles titters, "For that I can use some of the finest materials, especially at your size. With your ethereal ball form, you'd do lovely with ethereal silks and satins. Things so soft and beautiful that they're downright ghostly. Combine that with...hm, do you prefer silver or gold?"

[Yuthirin]

"Silver!"

[Anastasia]

Elena pops in, "Hey, combat situation. Get out to the court yard and be ready, both of you. No time to argue." She then vanishes, Bubbles sighing.

"Well then, another time." She gets up and walks ahead briskly, "War waits for nothing, not even fashion."

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh makes a face, turning incorporeal with a soft pop and bypassing the walls

Tryll remarks to Bubbles as he follows behind Calleigh, 'The forces of...whoever's attacking us wait for nobody. That was much more impactful when it was just in my own head. Oh well. Let's go blow stuff up.'