[Game Thread] The First Steps are the Easiest

[Elucidus]

Desi smiles widely, she does love drawing attention to herself. "I can't make my hair grow that long overnight" She winks. "And my changes are superficial yours are more permenant."

OOC You said it would get confusing, we just thought it would be one of us first. And for hte record I have typed it wrong I just caught it before I submitted.

[Chiima]

Another group of fresh Pathfinders goes right past the discussion of hair color with obvious plans to celebrate. Loud voices are kicking around words like 'Calistria's Den' and 'The Salt and Sword'. As they pass their closest point, someone in the other group says something that sounds remarkably like: "You have to try the Camel Spit, it's got just as much kick as a real camel!" One can only assume they're talking about doing all the things they were just told not to.

Inaya looks... wistful. She turns to the two larger men she's traveling with, and with a sly smile, proposes: "You realize that if the three of us decide to get out of the lodge for the evening, our companions -" She gestures at Desi and Neji and the hair color debate. "Would likely get caught along in our wake like skiffs behind a merchant ship?" The blind woman grabs a warm cloak from a hook near the door and says to the group in general, "Alright team, we're going out to celebrate!" Something about Inaya's own enthusiasm, and desire to see this happen, Diplomacy roll of 32 makes it sound like a terribly excellent idea.

[Finder of Paths]

"Is that a joke about our height?" asked Neji, poking her tongue out at Inaya. Finally releasing Desi's arm, the gnome also grabs her cloak and quickly puts it on. "At least little skiffs have speed, so come on you slowpokes keep up!" Though quite excited about going out, in truth Neji has only been out into the town once...and that ended with half a bar destroyed when someone told her "Little kids and gnomes can't drink, buzz off". She didn't mean to put that much red dust in his drink, but in her drunken mind half a pinch became half a handful. Neji seems to prefer staying in her room, working late into the night brewing all manner of potions, tonics and new red dust ratios.

[DineDel]

"At least you are talkin sense now!" Kamir says as he tries to catch up with Neji.

"Where to now? Inaya here and I are banned from Dwarvenale since that bet concerning two dwarfs, that not-so-masculine half-elf and a goat..." He can't hide the smile, THAT was a night. "I've already paid that, right?" He looks back to were the Oracle is and after a second he continues: "Anyway, why don't we try The Devil's Mug in the Chelish village?, or that funny smelling bar in the Osiriani zone, What was it's name?" He scratches his head trying to remember. "Wasn't it called The Oasis?"

[corporealself]

"We could do that and get drunk," although Gian's tone makes it seem like he rarely, if ever, gets drunk, "or we could find out what Shaine has in store for us."

"I'll not ruin your fun, but it might be wise to know whether or not we'll need to be able to walk without retching tomorrow."

[Chiima]

Neji and Desi have speed, and also the size to easily navigate crowded areas. Inaya keeps moving to not lose them.

"You paid!" The oracle reassures Kamir with a laugh. "Oh, I had forgotten about that bet. I really thought the half-elf was a girl! They wouldn't even take being blind as an excuse..." Inaya blushes - it might be a good story, but apparently its still embarrassing. The largest member of the party provides a great excuse to change the subject.

"Gian, that's remarkably responsible for our first free night. I'm impressed," Inaya responds, with an upturned quirk of her mouth that is sincere, if also quite amused. Chelaxians. "But I am suffering from an irrational fear that if we report in now, we will lose our first truly free night off to the knowledge of what we have to do. It'll just hang over our heads like chaperons at an Absalom debutante ball." She puts a hand to her head, affecting melodrama.

"I can't deny it's very responsible, but could we make a deal? I don't want to know what we have to do, not yet, and in exchange for not knowing one night longer, I promise I won't drink excessively. And if it seems like someone has gone too far and it won't go well for our meeting with Shaine, well I'll... I'll remove poison on them before bed!"

[Elucidus]

Desi follows Neji with a smile

OOC Sorry guys I came down with something and am pretty sick. Bare with me a few days.

[Finder of Paths]

Rolling her eyes, Neji looks up at the towering Gian. "Of course we could go find out what Shiane has in store for us, and probably have to leave Absalom immediately..." the gnome grins widely "...or we could enjoy our night, and talk to him first thing in the morning. Besides, I can whip up a wicked anti-hangover potion anyway, so why are you worrying?" She seems sincere, but word around the society is that the little gnome's brews are usually experimental at best, and more than one initiate has ended up with purple skin for a day at the cost of losing their hangover in time for a test.

OOC: Get well soon! MCP, do you want us to roleplay going out, or just assume we have done so and fast forward to the next morning...unless your hook involves us going out, which by all means tell us what bar we're at and let's do this .

[MCP]

OOC The hook doesn't involve the going-out portion per se. It could happen then. If the lot of you would like to fast forward and flash back to the night out with "hey, remember when--" then feel free. If so I will do a post regarding the next day.

[Elucidus]

OOC That works, while Desi would like to party, I would like ot get to the adventure.

[corporealself]

"Fine..." Gian held his hands up in defeat, "I relent so long as I have your word. But I beleive that I'll keep my head on my shoulders."

With an imperceptible sigh, Gian prepared to play chaperon.

OOC I'm fine with moving forward. As you can tell, Gian will play the epitome of the mudded stick.

[Finder of Paths]

There's a pitter-patter of little feet running excitedly down the hallway and excited giggling, followed by a couple of yells and groans from people nursing hangovers. *knock knock knock* "Desi!" *knock knock knock* "Desi!" *knock knock knock* "Desi!" When the halfling finally emerged, she would find Neji standing on her door step smiling broadly. "Come on, it's our first day as pathfinders!" The gnome's hair is suddenly short again, and looks rather like she cut it herself whilst drunk and this morning is a deep red colour.

OOC Let's do this!

[MCP]

The morning finds you a little later than is the usual. The hangover isn't as bad as it may have felt when you woke up, but it won't be long before the day finds bright eyed and bushy tailed men and women of various race ready to go and find the man for their assignment.

Asking around or general knowledge will reveal to you his whereabouts on this morning; he's been seen wandering the gardens as he often does. Odd, given nothing in the garden is growing right now as it's the middle of winter. But Kreighton Shaine has always been something of an odd bird. An Elven Pathfinder taken to flights of fanciful speech and action, the current Master of Scrolls is easily identified by his platinum-blonde hair and unorthodox mannerisms. A Diviner and Loremaster of no small skill, many spend time in his lessons trying to skim some hidden and ancient truth from his cryptic speech and experiments to divine the nature of things known only to him.

[Elucidus]

Desi up before most was too excited to sleep. She handles her drink well so felt okay, but the excitement was intoxicating. When Neji knocked on the door, she immediately recognized the knock, Neji always knocks like that.

She was still pulling on her overcoat, but by the third knock Desi's door flew open and she grabbed Neji's hand as they both set off to find the others. Her own smile as big as Neji's.

[DineDel]

The slowly moving ray of sunlight finally reaches the face of Kamir in his bed. After a frown and a growl he sits in his bed and scrubs his face.

Worst.
Headache.
Ever.

After second of slapping under the bed he reaches his spellbooks and starts looking for a hangover banishing spell in the dark, making the mental note of never ever ask Neji for the strongest thing she can make. That bloody gnome had more than a few trick under her short sleeves.

Nothing.

"Screw that!" He thinks as he puts aside the books and opens the window. The angry cry of ar-Ryah stabs his brain like a dagger would do, and the brightly winter day does no less. "Yes, I know... " he says to the bird as it passes flying trough the window "I'll have to find a blindness and deafness spell really soon."

A few moments later he's walking through the hallways to the gardens guided by the voices of the shorter fellows, one of which promissed a cure that he is not going to accept... at least he still can walk by his own.