An artist in Elysium (Tryll, Afina, Jaelam 88 days left)

[Anastasia]

Jaela finds it spicy, cheesy and surprisingly alcoholic. It packs a punch, going down hard.

The mushroom tastes like a butter sauteed mushroom as Renbuu calls back, "Try it, that's tiger meat. Splendid for any meal!"

[Ebiris]

While surely no animals were harmed in the making of this feast, Afina doesn't want to develop a taste for flesh and so she eschews the meatier fare in favour of vegetables and fruits and warped hybrids thereof. She can just fill her belly while Renbuu sets the pace, since he's the one that wanted to come here and see them.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh compliments the mushroom with an almond, and Tryll lifts and examines a vegetable which might have been a zucchini when its design began.

'Perhaps we can discuss the nature of your visit while we dine, Master Renbuu.' Tryll says.

[Corwin]

Jaela, on the other hand, does explore the guilt-free tiger meal in quiet happiness.

[Anastasia]

Renbuu keeps going and drawing as he speaks, "What else but art and colors! I will see how my disciple has done and instruct him in true art! You there," he turns and points at Jaela, "Show me your creative aid!"

[Corwin]

"Can do," Jaela affirms, not questioning this one bit. A flick of her wrist summons her paintbrush, and she takes the entire picture in before deciding to draw some much-needed fruits.

[Anastasia]

What are the stats on it?

[Corwin]

Paintbrush of Drawing +10. My faithful companion, and part of the set with the Quill of Writing +10! I will, of course, be Divine Insighting like crazy.

[Anastasia]

"NO!" Renbuu stops and gasps, "That is a dead end! It is empty as Chourst's stomach!" In an instant the slaad lord is before you, hand on your hand as you hold the paintbrush. "It is not worthy! Allow me, fair maiden, to show you what it shall be."

[Corwin]

"As a struggling artist, I'm always willing to learn," Jaela readily allows.

[Anastasia]

Before your eyes, Renbuu takes the paintbrush and grinds it between his hands. It crumbles to a fine dust that falls to the ground. It only takes him a few seconds to completely destroy it, and when he is done, the dust flies up into his hands. The dust is woven together like string through a loom, rainbows braiding into the brush as he reforms the dust into a paintbrush. One gleaming metallic and a cavalcade of every color you can imagine.

> roll 1d100 slaad
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 70 > [d100=70]

"...no, no, no, no," Renbuu scowls, the brush exploding into flames. It is soon ash, a snap of his fingers bringing a rock over. "Your family is hardheaded like stone, hungry like wolves as you pursue the shining dream that calls your kind. I command you, BE ART!" In Renbuu's hands, the ash and stone are combined, a rough, stony paintbrush made.

> roll 1d100 slaad
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 52 > [d100=52]

"Now this will do! Behold, the Stone Paintbrush! It is a statement to the determination that drags Jaela and her family along. It is a statement that an artist can even draw blood from the stone in pursuit of art, for all stones shall crumble one day and sing of the rainbow, before they are cast to travel for a thousand tomorrows that will never come." Renbuu presses the Stone Paintbrush into your hands, "Use it for art."

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh applauds gleefully, the half-eaten mushroom held in her teeth.

[Anastasia]

"YOU!" Renbuu whirls on Calleigh, "You came to me for art, did you not? Is that enough art for you?"

[Yuthirin]

"I came to you for the essence of color!" Calleigh says, "I need stuff that defines my nature! So I need color and chaos stuff!"

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100 slaad
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 91 > [d100=91]

"WHAT?!" Renbuu leaps back like a startled frog, landing a good few dozen feet away. "MADNESS! WHAT HAS BALERUK BEEN DOING TO FAIL IN SUCH A WAY? HAS THIS PLACE NOT DEVELOPED A RESERVE OF THE ESSENCE OF COLOR AND CHAOS? THIS WILL NOT STAND! I WILL NOT ALLOW IT! I WILL NOT ALLOW IT! BALERUK! PRESENT YOUR PRISMATIC SNOUT OUT HERE!"