"I'm not bickering. I'm suggesting I improve our disguises by making everyone look a little more monstrous. Then we don't have to be concerned about questions of prisoners carrying weapons or creating bindings which let them act quickly."
"Twenty minutes, tops, and I can do a convincing job on the three of us."
She mutters under her breath, "Leave it to Led to let an ogre do his thinking."
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[Leave it to Kali to be out thought by an ogre. And a wemic.]
Led sighs dramatically. "Grul, wait. The elvish ladies want to play dress-up and put on their make-up. This could take a while."
"Come, sit with me by your fire. Teach me your language. I can barely understand you." Led prepares to be waiting for hours, since no woman can ever be ready in only 20 minutes. With varying degrees of patience, he starts asking pointed questions about Grul's mode of speech, since clearly an ogre is no teacher.
Led sighs dramatically. "Grul, wait. The elvish ladies want to play dress-up and put on their make-up. This could take a while."
"Come, sit with me by your fire. Teach me your language. I can barely understand you." Led prepares to be waiting for hours, since no woman can ever be ready in only 20 minutes. With varying degrees of patience, he starts asking pointed questions about Grul's mode of speech, since clearly an ogre is no teacher.
Geek the mage, first.
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"Thank you." She grumbles something about pulling teeth from a dretch being easier.
She rummages around the camp for a few minutes. She takes some tufts of fur from clothing, a bit of not-too-pleasant-smelling-but-not-overwhelming ointment from the casters. She seems delighted at finding some kind of egg one of them had found for a treat later. After grabbing a few more knick-knacks, she finally stops by the fire, scooping out some ashes, coals, and a still smoldering branch. She seems unfazed that the fire is still going.
Pulling the two elven maidens aside far enough Led's voice can't distract her, she begins working. Annalysei gains some scaly patches on her face, ears, and arms. Careful highlighting makes her features seem more angular and alien. She adds extra fur to areas of Skyseeker's skin, creating artful but sinister patterns. A couple of antlers are used to give her boney protrusions which form a crest.
When done with them, she ducks into the shadows. Taking about twice as long as it did to work on both the ladies, she finally returns on the far side of the encampment. Her clothes are changed. They are leather with several buckles, high boots, and no sleeves. Tribal tattoos, the color of ash, adorn her biceps and face. Having removed her tiara, two small horns sit upon her brow in its place. Her hair is significantly greyed and her skin as dark as her full-blooded dark elven kin. Tiny vestigial wings poke out from under a half-cap. They appear useless, but move as she does, similar to a thick but short tail, to give a life-like appearance. She smiles at her work which reveals serrated teeth.
[Basis for all of them are generic and highly variable plane-touched such as Tieflings. Disguise checks all around with applicable bonuses as appropriate. Can add a few other specific touches to theirs if they want.]
She rummages around the camp for a few minutes. She takes some tufts of fur from clothing, a bit of not-too-pleasant-smelling-but-not-overwhelming ointment from the casters. She seems delighted at finding some kind of egg one of them had found for a treat later. After grabbing a few more knick-knacks, she finally stops by the fire, scooping out some ashes, coals, and a still smoldering branch. She seems unfazed that the fire is still going.
Pulling the two elven maidens aside far enough Led's voice can't distract her, she begins working. Annalysei gains some scaly patches on her face, ears, and arms. Careful highlighting makes her features seem more angular and alien. She adds extra fur to areas of Skyseeker's skin, creating artful but sinister patterns. A couple of antlers are used to give her boney protrusions which form a crest.
When done with them, she ducks into the shadows. Taking about twice as long as it did to work on both the ladies, she finally returns on the far side of the encampment. Her clothes are changed. They are leather with several buckles, high boots, and no sleeves. Tribal tattoos, the color of ash, adorn her biceps and face. Having removed her tiara, two small horns sit upon her brow in its place. Her hair is significantly greyed and her skin as dark as her full-blooded dark elven kin. Tiny vestigial wings poke out from under a half-cap. They appear useless, but move as she does, similar to a thick but short tail, to give a life-like appearance. She smiles at her work which reveals serrated teeth.
[Basis for all of them are generic and highly variable plane-touched such as Tieflings. Disguise checks all around with applicable bonuses as appropriate. Can add a few other specific touches to theirs if they want.]
I curl my lip and hiss briefly in Led's direction. I'd call him a chauvinist pig, but he's a lion, so the insult wouldn't exactly work. I remind myself to tell Sigrid thank you again for the chameleon-spelled clothes, then concentrate on them briefly, changing them so that they match the scales of Kali's disguise, further completing the look.
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- Gauntlet of Ogre Power
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- Gauntlet of Ogre Power
101 base HP
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Skyseeker looks over Kalindriel's efforts, "Very well done." She closes her eyes in concentration..."I'm trying to remember how the few tieflings I've met acted. Even those who spurned evil had a certain...attitude."
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Her body language shifts...more langorous....sensual. A subtle, predatory tilt of the head and a hard-edged half-smile.
"This will do nicely" said in a slightly deeper, much throatier voice.
[OOC--Profession:Acting roll
Her body language shifts...more langorous....sensual. A subtle, predatory tilt of the head and a hard-edged half-smile.
"This will do nicely" said in a slightly deeper, much throatier voice.
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Take up position flanking Led on the side away from the center of our group.
Easier to dive out into cover or move to keep Bad Things between us.
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Easier to dive out into cover or move to keep Bad Things between us.
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In response to that...Skyseeker wrote:"I'm trying to remember how the few tieflings I've met acted. Even those who spurned evil had a certain...attitude."
Ron White wrote: "That's profiling...and profiling is wrong."
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As you draw nearer the barrow-downs where these orcs have made their headquarters, you find evidence pf patrols..clearly, Grul is indeed leading you around them...Once, a group of orcs comes close enough to see the green flame, whereupon they run the other direction. At the outermost ring of barrows (near a half-mile from the central mound), a group of humans, a dwarf, and a Dark Elf are keeping watch.
I say very, very quietly, barely audible, "all right, Kali, do your thing." While I silently add touch of fatigue back into my flail and make sure my boots are still active.
-Cloak of Greater Displacement (50% miss chance)
-Gargoyle Boots
-Ring of Minor Spell Storing
- Gauntlet of Ogre Power
101 base HP
-Gargoyle Boots
-Ring of Minor Spell Storing
- Gauntlet of Ogre Power
101 base HP
Led watches them warily. He sniffs the air, to locate any others who might be hiding. [Blindsense 30']
He turns to Kali and says in Abyssal. "They wish to great you, Mistress."
Then he trots over to those keeping watch and says in Common. "Where is your leader. My mistress would speak with him." he says, gesturing back towards the many fiendish women behind him.
Remembering the conversation in the tower, he thinks really hard. I hope you can hear me. You may not be able to fight, but you can lie much better than I can. So you're in charge.
He turns to Kali and says in Abyssal. "They wish to great you, Mistress."
Then he trots over to those keeping watch and says in Common. "Where is your leader. My mistress would speak with him." he says, gesturing back towards the many fiendish women behind him.
Remembering the conversation in the tower, he thinks really hard. I hope you can hear me. You may not be able to fight, but you can lie much better than I can. So you're in charge.
Geek the mage, first.