(Updated - thanks! This has happened before so I've changed the form so people will include that next time ^.^)
Brazentalon's head bobs in a nod. "Seems like the best way to start."
In a city that revolves around its Griffin familiars, this is a simple task. You find a stocky looking Elf piling a few packs of Griffin feed into a customers arms before searching for his next customer in the crowds going about their business.
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Posted: 10/14/2019 at 4:25 PM
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(Oof - maybe not the best idea xD)
"I should be able to manage," he says, nodding as well so the boy can understand too. He leaned over and gently picked him up in his beak and set the boy on his back behind you. He then slowly crawled over to the hatch and gingerly poked his head in.
"There's a ladder down to a room that appears to store things. I think there may be someone in the next room," he reports. "Just to warn you, everything appears to be Dwarf size."
As if anticipating what Skywhisper might be saying to you, the Dwarf boy murmurs: "Our caravan has two floors and loads of rooms. Ma says its good to make the most out of the space you have."
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Posted: 10/14/2019 at 4:27 PM
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Numbat is on his feet, the can of what smells like some kind of food gripped in his hand tightly as he watches the pups run off with a surprised look on his face.
"They've certainly got energy," he says, settling back down again. "Almost made me drop my soup. Nice sleep?"
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Posted: 10/14/2019 at 4:29 PM
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Balthur stirs, shifting slightly. Knight ducks his head, expecting the worst, but the Centaur carries on sleeping. Knight creeps to the door, opening it and motioning for you to follow.
"I should be able to manage," he says, nodding as well so the boy can understand too. He leaned over and gently picked him up in his beak and set the boy on his back behind you. He then slowly crawled over to the hatch and gingerly poked his head in.
"There's a ladder down to a room that appears to store things. I think there may be someone in the next room," he reports. "Just to warn you, everything appears to be Dwarf size."
As if anticipating what Skywhisper might be saying to you, the Dwarf boy murmurs: "Our caravan has two floors and loads of rooms. Ma says its good to make the most out of the space you have."
I look at the dwarf. "What would be their reaction if I dropped in?"
(Updated - thanks! This has happened before so I've changed the form so people will include that next time ^.^)
Brazentalon's head bobs in a nod. "Seems like the best way to start."
In a city that revolves around its Griffin familiars, this is a simple task. You find a stocky looking Elf piling a few packs of Griffin feed into a customers arms before searching for his next customer in the crowds going about their business.
"Hello, do you have any tasks that need to be done?" I ask him while petting Brazentalon's feathers again.
Edited By Whiterosealliance on 10/14/2019 at 4:44 PM.
Balthur stirs, shifting slightly. Knight ducks his head, expecting the worst, but the Centaur carries on sleeping. Knight creeps to the door, opening it and motioning for you to follow.
Nicote steps outside an dcloses the door behind him. "You're taking the blame if we get into trouble for this." he warns the wyvern, but leaves ome humor in his voice.
Numbat is on his feet, the can of what smells like some kind of food gripped in his hand tightly as he watches the pups run off with a surprised look on his face.
"They've certainly got energy," he says, settling back down again. "Almost made me drop my soup. Nice sleep?"
"Yes I slept well," Asteria answers, "what about you?"
This far down the river, the bed is carved deeply into the ground. You would have to double back, as you can't see any trees or roots sticking out that you could use and the river carries on getting deeper.
Letting out a huff in your direction, the Yeti sits with its back to the other bank. Its starts tugging at now-visible shackles round its ankles that you can tell from how short it is restricts its ability to walk and makes it almost impossible for it to run.
Noticing your gaze on it makes it bare its teeth again, but now it is more focused on getting the thick, perhaps Yeti-proof shackles off to properly intimidate you.
Delirious, feeling some misguided confidence surface, bares her teeth right back at the large creature before crouching down into the water. Trying to keep eye contact with the Yeti she speaks, moving her hands to help emphasize and demonstrate each of her words.
"Uhh... hello."
Delirious pauses for a second considering her words.
"I know you probably can't understand me, but I'd like to help you. Can I come closer?"
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Posted: 10/15/2019 at 8:11 AM
Post #1170
He scrunches up his face. "Eh... dunno. We stop by to trade with people but I'm always told to stay inside. And we never usually see anything else when we're travelling. Well, I don't anyways."
Skywhisper looks doubtful, and you notice him touch the egg in its sling protectively.
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