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Ecavi generated a random number between
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8!
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 Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 9:25 pm
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Random Event: Aww, what cute little will-o-the-wisps! They drift and dance around, but evade any attempts to touch them, and eventually fade away.
Notes: Snorre & co are on a viking with an NPC captain.
After the encounter with the giant circle of death, the viking band had done some minor investigations and made the wise decision to head away from it. Snorre hadn't made a good impression on the other newbies in the group that found it with him, but he made up for it (a bit) by being with the captain already when Ivar showed up to report what they had found.
Since then, Snorre was less prone to sending Nanna off to investigate things on her own and instead kept his slithery thrall nearby in case he needed a second set of eyes or a messenger if something else weird as hell turned up. She was a good thrall, though she was only a thrall on a technicality.. there had to be ways to control a snake if you really wanted to it, but Snorre didn't really want and Nanna was fine with that.
It was late in the evening and the band was camped for the night so Snorre and Nanna had gone off for a walk on their own when Snorre started seeing strange lights in the distance.. and he started following them. He was wary after the last strange encounter but he was also intrigued.. and eventually, he was annoyed because when he caught up, they mostly seemed to be leading him and Nanna in a giant circle. |
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2019 9:40 pm
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"Do you think we're drunk?"
"...no. We don't even have the means to get drunk out here, idiot."
"Oh... right."
The blonde lion shrugged his shoulders before scratching his belly, feeling rather bored, confused, and tired. He was old enough to not whine about it, but young enough to still feel irritated and tired at the littlest things. The giant mass of decay that they had come across had been fascinating, a story to tell when he was an old man bragging about his glory days. But everything after that had still been boring. They didn't seem to have much success at any raiding, but instead kept finding things that were straight out of the old weird magic stories to scare cubs at night.
"Don't touch them, and you'll be fine." Melkofur was irritated that he hadn't yet been able to find something to take home; he had a prospective wife he wanted to marry, but needed a decent gift to make the offering feel like more than a hollow promise. Strong blood or not, he wanted to make a real impression. And thus far, he hadn't found anything except ghost stories to tell stupid youngsters when he returned. Like Cadwgan.
"Well then what...." Cadwgan was going to finish his thought, but he noticed that Snorre was suddenly near them...following these little spirits? He stared, slack jawed, unsure if he should warn the fool or follow after him. Melkofur just sighed, heavily.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2019 3:34 pm
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"See them? I want to touch them!" Cad was rather fascinated by this little magic trick. He wasn't fully convinced that they weren't all drunk, staring at the same thing. He wanted to make sure it wasn't a firefly, even if that meant he would be cursed to hell and back, or whatever those witches in the woods liked to threaten (that was all hearsay, as well).
"And if you bring down some curse on us all, I'll kill you." Melkofur wasn't in the mood to be messing with things of unknown origin. He would rather prefer to live another day, and gain some real traction in his career.
Cad sighed, and made a face. "Awww, c'mon, you know nothing is going to happen! Right, Snorre?" He shot a wink over to his not-really buddy, hoping to get some level of traction with convincing Melkofur that it was fine to mess with the little glowing wisps.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2019 3:44 pm
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Snorre actually smiled at Cad's response, and then gave Melkofur a quiet, critical look. He rather liked Cadwgan, he was realizing. Melkofur was just so gruff and unpleasant. He was a perfect Stormborn, of course, but that wasn't how Snorre identified so he just didn't really like the more serious fellow. Cad's remark and wink drew his attention back to the situation and he grinned.
"They can't be that dangerous, Mel," he said, assigning the blue grump a nickname knowing he was going to hate it, "I've been following them around for a little while now, I'm pretty sure we're right back where we started. Right, Nanna?"
Nanna was swaying, watching the dancing wisps and half-listening to the conversation amongst the lions.. but at the mention of her name, she stopped moving and looked up to Snorre with a nod.
"Not quite but a big circle, yes," she agreed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2019 4:19 pm
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Melkofur glanced down towards the green snake, his golden eyes narrowing at her. He wasn't sure if he knew of another snake thrall within the pride, but he had to admit to himself that he was a bit jealous of Snorre in that regard. A snake seemed rather advantageous to have. Small, quiet, can sneak into small places, and is otherwise ignored. Not like a lion, especially those that liked to treat them like dolls.
"Your little snake is rather smart," he said, the first compliment he had given to Snorre.
Cad jumped on that softness that Melkofur just exposed. "Yeah! So clearly it's fine to touch one yeah? Yeah?!" The blonde was like a cub just ready to get into trouble so he could climb himself out of it. Life was worth living, why worry about the things that would never happen?
Before anyone could react, Cad jumped into the air and smacked one of the wisps. It seemingly swiveled around Cad's paw, but nothing seemed to have happened....right?
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2019 9:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2019 11:56 am
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Melkofur had moved to try and shove Cad in midair to not touch the blasted thing, but nothing had happened. He felt the strain against his muscles when he suddenly halted, the edge of panic and fury pumping through his veins. These two were absolute idiots, and he was slowly starting to think that the snake had the brains that Snorre was lacking.
"Oh, oh!" Cad was thinking that Snorre must have been thinking. "Yeah, let's see if we can push them together! I bet something would happen once we got two of them to touch." He started flailing a paw in the air, hoping that the wisps would shift with the air movement his paws were making. It seemed to dance a lot more than it had been, but it wasn't moving all that much towards the one that Snorre had.
"I swear, you two are really cubs who never learned how to grow up," Melkofur groaned. Out on a viking, and playing with magic.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2019 1:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2019 2:01 pm
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Melkofur felt another surge of anger, but quickly let it cool. No, there was no point in trying to get an actual fight out of Snorre. It was very obvious that he wouldn't even want to participate in any sort of duel, even to settle a dispute.
"I'm not here to deliver suffering," the blue lion replied carefully. "I am here hoping to finally prove my birthright, as well as find something worthy to bring home to propose." He wanted to throw a jab about how Snorre was somehow already married, but the blue lion wasn't interested in exchanging fighting words; just an explanation.
He was leaning towards finding a fitting trinket, something shiny to give to Tordne to see if she would marry him. A thrall may do some good, but he would prefer a little more experience under his belt before he wrestled with that.
Cad, on the other had, listened intently to this tense exchange. His eyes kept wandering back around to the little will-o-the-wisps, almost wishing it was possible to take one of them home. He wasn't in the mindset to get married, but he knew it would have to happen eventually. He just wanted to go out and have some fun....Snorre was starting to sound more sane the more he hung out with him. "Y-yeah...we can worry about any raids if the Cap'n sees anything good."
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2019 9:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2019 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2019 10:43 pm
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