Sign of Devotion(from impromptu rp in game sept 1)
Sept 2, 2016 19:46:07 GMT -5
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Post by Animayhem on Sept 2, 2016 19:46:07 GMT -5
* People entering the square in Greatgaunt who notice and odd sight and odd talk*
Lance Merrick: Hail there Marister
Helena Sunthorn: Good day, Marister.
Marister: Hello lance, Helena,
Lance Merrick: You fare well this day?
Marister: Yes and do I spy a rare Fenix near you Lance? *chuckles*
Lance Merrick: *chuckles* indeed
] Lance Merrick: *looks to Fenix then pokes his shoulder a few times* I think its dreaming
Marister: They do meditate
Helena Sunthorn: *laughs softly*
Lance Merrick: *nods* It's totally out in wonder land
Helena Sunthorn: How has ze day been for you, Marister?
Marister: Well enough Helena. You?
Marister: I think fenix is imitating a tree
Marister: *chuckles
Lance Merrick: *dusts a few fallen leaves from Fenix* He is truly one with nature.
Lance Merrick: I shall return later, *looks to Marister* if Fen wakes up from his day dream, would you give him my regards?
Marister: Of course Lance. Watch your step I think he is growing roots. *chuckles*
Lance Merrick: *chuckle* Indeed. *winks
Sylya'na'lith: If he grows fruit, I am not eat. That is the nasty.
Marister: Very wise of you Sylya. More like Fungus than fruit
Sylya'na'lith: Ehhh...fungus eat much bad.
*Placing of the "gifts"
Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item:
Poison Ivy Lost Item: Memoria Blossoms
Sylya'na'lith: Ooohh *Decorates him*
Marister: *grins* He is of the Tree Father.
Sylya'na'lith: *Is stoic, but barely holding it together*
Nirorn'dir "Rain" El'hael: *laughs*
Sylya'na'lith: *Grins* Living shrine, him.
Marister: Aye
Sylya'na'lith: All hail, Bean God
Marister: The Druids of the Shrine should see him
Bao Gur: Hmmm.... You are selling these, right?
Marister: All hail the tree spirit. Going to pay tribute Bao? *chuckles
Bao Gur: Ah, good. I hate to see wasted foods.
Sylya'na'lith: Am get more flower for shrine
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *looks at the stuff* you sell? hmm.. guess not.
Marister: Hello
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Hello there.
Marister: Fenix is communing with the Treefather
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: How do you do?
Marister: People have been leaving him offerings. I do well. It has been some time.
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Been some time, yes been busy.
Boris Greyheart: *looks at all the garlic and food on the ground*
Boris Greyheart: Oh hiya Marister
Marister: Fenix is honoring the Treefather by becoming one ...sort of. So people leaving offerings
Boris Greyheart: Hes becoming a tree?
Marister: Mayhap
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: He already been tree. No need to act.
Boris Greyheart: Well to be honest it could be interesting to be a tree for one day. Specially a tree that is in this place. You can hear all sorts of stories that way.
Marister: *chuckles
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *looks at boris and bursts out laughing*
Boris Greyheart: Secrets and naughty things
Marister: *smirks* Though a target for canines.
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: not need tree for that.
Boris Greyheart: Would soil you but.. thats small price i think for good rumour or two
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Saids you. I want to smack if being soiled upon. *nods firm*
Boris Greyheart: *shakes his head* Hes going to be quiet at that spot all day?
Marister: He has been for the past few hours
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Ah Gub*grins wide*
Gub-gub: Free food
Boris Greyheart: have you tried to tickle him
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *chuckles*
Marister: At least he wont starve when he comes out of his trance . Hello Davina
Davina Estheim: *she looks around, smiling* Salam
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Hm not mess with items, they offering. Unless wish godly wrath.
Boris Greyheart: Hmm.. yeah I suppose so. He looks skinny to me already
Gub-gub: Wa food is fer? Is pic nick?
Marister: To honor this man's God
Boris Greyheart: For that silent fella to eat
Gub-gub: He eat it all den
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Prefectly good beans wasting..
Marister: He is fasting and in meditation to Silvanus
Gub-gub: Wa dat means
Boris Greyheart: You could try to fasten the process by helping him eat a little of it*nods to Gub-gub
Gub-gub: E' looks slo ta meh
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Tribute to god Gub*nods*
Gub-gub: O'
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Not mess with.
Gub-gub: yeah ok
Boris Greyheart: Maby you could feed that guy?
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: I not mess with mediation.
Lance Merrick: Hail there Marister
Helena Sunthorn: Good day, Marister.
Marister: Hello lance, Helena,
Lance Merrick: You fare well this day?
Marister: Yes and do I spy a rare Fenix near you Lance? *chuckles*
Lance Merrick: *chuckles* indeed
] Lance Merrick: *looks to Fenix then pokes his shoulder a few times* I think its dreaming
Marister: They do meditate
Helena Sunthorn: *laughs softly*
Lance Merrick: *nods* It's totally out in wonder land
Helena Sunthorn: How has ze day been for you, Marister?
Marister: Well enough Helena. You?
Marister: I think fenix is imitating a tree
Marister: *chuckles
Lance Merrick: *dusts a few fallen leaves from Fenix* He is truly one with nature.
Lance Merrick: I shall return later, *looks to Marister* if Fen wakes up from his day dream, would you give him my regards?
Marister: Of course Lance. Watch your step I think he is growing roots. *chuckles*
Lance Merrick: *chuckle* Indeed. *winks
Sylya'na'lith: If he grows fruit, I am not eat. That is the nasty.
Marister: Very wise of you Sylya. More like Fungus than fruit
Sylya'na'lith: Ehhh...fungus eat much bad.
*Placing of the "gifts"
Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item: Garlic Lost Item:
Poison Ivy Lost Item: Memoria Blossoms
Sylya'na'lith: Ooohh *Decorates him*
Marister: *grins* He is of the Tree Father.
Sylya'na'lith: *Is stoic, but barely holding it together*
Nirorn'dir "Rain" El'hael: *laughs*
Sylya'na'lith: *Grins* Living shrine, him.
Marister: Aye
Sylya'na'lith: All hail, Bean God
Marister: The Druids of the Shrine should see him
Bao Gur: Hmmm.... You are selling these, right?
Marister: All hail the tree spirit. Going to pay tribute Bao? *chuckles
Bao Gur: Ah, good. I hate to see wasted foods.
Sylya'na'lith: Am get more flower for shrine
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *looks at the stuff* you sell? hmm.. guess not.
Marister: Hello
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Hello there.
Marister: Fenix is communing with the Treefather
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: How do you do?
Marister: People have been leaving him offerings. I do well. It has been some time.
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Been some time, yes been busy.
Boris Greyheart: *looks at all the garlic and food on the ground*
Boris Greyheart: Oh hiya Marister
Marister: Fenix is honoring the Treefather by becoming one ...sort of. So people leaving offerings
Boris Greyheart: Hes becoming a tree?
Marister: Mayhap
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: He already been tree. No need to act.
Boris Greyheart: Well to be honest it could be interesting to be a tree for one day. Specially a tree that is in this place. You can hear all sorts of stories that way.
Marister: *chuckles
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *looks at boris and bursts out laughing*
Boris Greyheart: Secrets and naughty things
Marister: *smirks* Though a target for canines.
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: not need tree for that.
Boris Greyheart: Would soil you but.. thats small price i think for good rumour or two
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Saids you. I want to smack if being soiled upon. *nods firm*
Boris Greyheart: *shakes his head* Hes going to be quiet at that spot all day?
Marister: He has been for the past few hours
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Ah Gub*grins wide*
Gub-gub: Free food
Boris Greyheart: have you tried to tickle him
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: *chuckles*
Marister: At least he wont starve when he comes out of his trance . Hello Davina
Davina Estheim: *she looks around, smiling* Salam
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Hm not mess with items, they offering. Unless wish godly wrath.
Boris Greyheart: Hmm.. yeah I suppose so. He looks skinny to me already
Gub-gub: Wa food is fer? Is pic nick?
Marister: To honor this man's God
Boris Greyheart: For that silent fella to eat
Gub-gub: He eat it all den
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Prefectly good beans wasting..
Marister: He is fasting and in meditation to Silvanus
Gub-gub: Wa dat means
Boris Greyheart: You could try to fasten the process by helping him eat a little of it*nods to Gub-gub
Gub-gub: E' looks slo ta meh
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Tribute to god Gub*nods*
Gub-gub: O'
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: Not mess with.
Gub-gub: yeah ok
Boris Greyheart: Maby you could feed that guy?
Mightus Magnus McDuffle: I not mess with mediation.
