Amara wrote:Paid Abby 60 mhl for 3 hours on 10/21/15
[20:00] <+Amara|Twrl|> !payout Abby` 30 mhl
[20:00] <@Desdaemona> ** Payout! Amara has given 30 Mhl, 0 copper to Abby
[20:09] <+Amara|Twrl|> !payout Abby` 30 mhl
[20:09] <@Desdaemona> ** Payout! Amara has given 30 Mhl, 0 copper to Abby
[20:10] <+Amara|Twrl|> {owed 60 for worklog, hit the wrong key so gave another 30}
Name: Abby
Date and Time:
Start:
<Desdaemona> Current time (as shown by Message Board) in UTC/GMT is: 2015-10-21 13:00:24 - please remember this is NOT game time
Ended:
<Desdaemona> Current time (as shown by Message Board) in UTC/GMT is: 2015-10-21 17:00:15 - please remember this is NOT game time
Tasks Completed:
Hunted down a porcupine and then had a run-in with Eolande. The meeting concluded with Eolande buying the porcupine for its quills and at the same time requesting to meet with the Damenkrieg Guild.
Paid? Yes
Log:
04[07:06] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"Bah, magic here, magic there..." grumbles one abrasive redhead as she approaches the path that would lead her to the woods. Leather covers most of her form, hugging nicely around her 5'1'' frame. Pouch bags line across her chest from her shoulder to her opposite waist, attached to a large belt that runs across the standard armor. It has definitely seen better days, what with the tough fabric showing signs of wear and tear here and there. No attempt was made on her part to make herself look 'presentable'; she wears it all and left it at that. Her hammer - which has so far been her primary weapon - hangs on her back, with the iron head sticking out from behind one shoulder. Her secondary - a pair of Knuckle Dusters - are equipped around her fists, allowing her rough hands to slightly shine from the metal plates. A sack is hung on her side, which looks like something she found possibly lying on the ground - slightly torn but still useable. The girl with the crimson hair looks to the forest for a while longer; taking a somewhat deep breath, she then enters. Time to do some hunting.
15[07:09] * +Eolande has no business in the forest, or so one would think. after all, a city elf that works doing tattoos, and practices necromancy? why would she be out there? corpses. shes hunting corpses. her, and a band of three minions, each carrying a shovel lifted from some random farmers yard, to be returned when shes finished with them. shes not even (more)
[07:12] <+Eolande> *dressed for the forest, robe of the arch magi hanging open on her nude form, her skin seeming to ooze black smoke that never leaves her. with a hand outstretched infront of her, she whispers constantly, never stopping her incantation. its sort of like radar, her spell, only working on corpses, locating them for her, leading her to them. only when she finds a grave does she stop, (more)
[07:14] <+Eolande> *standing back and letting her trio of burly barbarians start digging. theyd make quick work of the job, never tiring, slowing or stopping while the necromancer stands back, staring up at the moons through the trees. it really is a beautiful night tonight.*\
04[07:18] <+Abby-Bazaar> Unfortunately, the usually angry warrior and hunter cannot seem to find any signs of wildlife just yet. Recalling yesterday's bounty, she hopes to find the same good luck again. And so she decides to walk down the path and into her usual hunting ground. It would not be long though, until she hears some rustling coming from the bushes to the side. 14"....!" Abby, quickly crouching down and grabbing hold of the iron head of her weapon, watches and waits. Soon enough, one animal comes scurrying out: a porcupine. 14"... huh, that's a first around here..." says the redhead to herself as she looks. Slowly drawing out her hammer she waits for the animal to get within her throwing range. The handle of her hammer slides into her grasp. Carefully, she takes aim... moving the weapon back and forth. 14"....!!" And she tosses it... nailing the porcupine right on the side! The animal lets out a little sound before trying to scurry away, limping slightly from its injured leg. 14"Oh no you bloody don't...!" And she runs after it, but not before having to pick up her hammer. 14"Damn it...!" It escapes into some bushes, with Abby chasing after it. 14"Come back here...!" Of course, Abby is unaware that she is approaching a certain grave-digging.
15[07:21] * +Eolande tilts her head, the sounds of the forest all but alien to her. so its that inexperience that misleads her, the necromancers elven ears sensitive enough to hear the rustling approaching quickly. immediately, she begins her spell, fingers weaving symbols in the air while she whispers the incantation. closer the sound comes, now accompanied by a voice. (more)
[07:23] <+Eolande> *tracking the sounds, she knows theyre from two separate locations, the rustling much closer. tracking the sounds trajectory is no easy task, but she manages, and her spell is loosed, a shower of dozens of needle sized bonesharps fired off into the brush, peppering the ground, and nailing the porcupine to the ground just before it comes into view, the tiny critter (more)
[07:24] <+Eolande> *giving one last gasp just as eolandes tk spell shoves the bush aside to reveal the animal... and soon enough, Abby.*
04[07:28] <+Abby-Bazaar> Thankfully, the animal did not go far; seeing its sharp exterior moving on the ground, Abby takes aim with her hammer again - trying to pin it down like she did the fox from the day prior would be a bad idea right now, she thinks. Tightening her grip around her weapon as she sees the porcupine once again slipping into some bushes, Abby wastes no time and tosses her weapon right at it again! The sound of her hammer hitting something is heard. 14"Come on, hit, hit..." But she does not even need to step through the bushes herself... as it apparently does so on its own. 14"What...?" Even stranger is that while the porcupine is definitely dead - with Abby's hammer on its back - the animal is laying on the ground with multiple sharp objects through its body. Not long after, she spots the other people now standing in front of her, with the three of them... digging for some reason. 14"Oi... What's going on here?" She points to the porcupine. 14"Is this YOUR doing? I got to it first!"
15[07:34] * +Eolande tilts her head, immediately considering murdering this person to cover her tracks. but no, the voice in her head speaks against it, firmly. so she grins, and nods, turning violet eyes down to the porcupine, "if your after meat or pelt, you should pull those shards out... theyll dig right through the animal if you dont." her hand lifts, tk spell used (more)
[07:36] <+Eolande> *to lift the hammer from the porcupine, and bring it to Eolandes grasp. hefting the weapon, she eyes the knuckle duster on Abbys hand, "not your typical hunting weapon, is it?" letting the hammer drop down at her side, she holds it loosely, turning to look over her minions before returning her gaze to Abby. "nothing of any concern to you. and who are you?"*
04[07:41] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"No bloody kidding," says Abby, looking down at the multiple-pierced animal. She does give Eolande a cautious look though. 14"Those things skewered deep... No way you did this on your own. Unless--" And as if to confirm her suspicion, she watches as her hammer comes floating up from the carcass and even worse: it moves to the strange woman's hand. 14"Bloody hell... A spell-slinger out here of all times." And an elf at that too. 14"Oi, that's MY hammer - hand it over! It's not your business what I use to hunt around here - though if you must know I'm pressed for coin as it is. So hand me my weapon back. I don't care what the hell you're doing out here in the night with three people and frankly, I don't want to know - you can keep your weird fetish to yourselves." But Abby halts herself, and tilts her head slightly to the side as she looks over the woman's face. 14".... have we met?"
15[07:45] * +Eolande smirks, "it -is- your hammer, isnt it? hmmm i think ill hold onto it a bit longer though." ignoring the jab about fetishes, she shrugs, "doubt it. you might remember me if we had. maybe its Nephenee you met. my height, purple hair.." turning her eyes back down to the animal, she watches as each of the needles do in fact dig into the carcass, (more)
[07:46] <+Eolande> *burrowing deeper and deeper. eventually, they'll burrow straight through. "like i said... pull them out, or its a wasted kill. your Abby, right? one of those..." a small chuckle leaves her lips, "guild sisters, right? Im Eolande Keita."*
04[07:52] <+Abby-Bazaar> She watches as those 'spikes' dig deeper into the animal's body, but Abby simply watches in disgust. 14"I'm not touching any of that anymore if you've already used MAGIC on it," says the redhead, shifting her sights back towards the high elf. She is surprised though when the woman apparently knows her... but Abby cannot recall if she has met this one nor this person called 'Nephenee'. 14"No bloody idea who you are or how you know about the guild... Unless you're someone Hil recruited again, that damn trusting 'leader'. But neither of that is important right now." Abby takes a step forward, holding up her hand. 14"I said GIVE me back my hammer. Do you expect me to go hunt with just my HANDS? Now GIVE it." She is cautious, of course, considering her little meeting with Niav, an elf who actually threatened to use magic on her.
15[07:56] * +Eolande raises her brows, and smiles, "no." bending at the hips, she sets the weapon on the ground behind her foot, and straightens up again. "i certainly am not a member of your guild, though Nephenee seems quite interested. you know, your quite rude. chasing a porcupine into my little grave robbery, throwing hammers, and showing real disdain for something that (more)
[07:58] <+Eolande> *"could demolish, or rebuild your entire body." shrugging, she drops her right foot back, turning to present a smaller target as her left hand raises, and curls a finger at Abby, "come on. come take your hammer. not one spell will pass my lips, and if you can take it, then you can be on your way. if not... well... we will get to that later."*
04[08:04] <+Abby-Bazaar> Abby raises an eyebrow. 14"-I'M- rude? You're the one who used magic to kill my catch AND took MY hammer. I don't give a bloody crap about whose grave you're digging - that's YOUR weird thing." She points up at him. 14"Like you could find anything valuable in ANYONE burried all the way here." It seems digging up a grave does not exactly bother her as much as Eolande's use of magic. 14"And there you all go again talking so high and mighty just because you have magic to help you out." When she is challenged to take her hammer, Abby narrows her eyes. 14"If you didn't bloody WANT it, why'd you take it in the first place?" And Abby actually moves towards her. 14"If you're thinking of just toying with me just because you're some ELF, I don't give a damn. You're probably going to show off something to impress THOSE ones back there." She motions a hand towards the barbarians digging the grave. 14"Toy with someone else. It may not be the BEST weapon but it's MINE." Eventually, Abby comes to stand not far from Eolande. 14"You're going to kick my face or kick my hammer away, aren't you?"
15[08:08] * +Eolande shrugs a little, and laughs, "them? theyre dead, gorgeous, nothing impresses them. im not toying with anyone. i took the hammer so you didnt use it on me, and yes... i might kick your face, if it gets close to my foot. id avoid that, if i were you. but your right... nothing of value out here... except the bodies themselves. now... see if you can take it. ill warn you though... (more)
[08:09] <+Eolande> *"im kinda fast. tell you what." keeping her stance, she grins, "if you can put a hand on the hammer, not only will i let you go... ill pay you for the porcupine, more than any shop would pay you. i could use the quills..."*
04[08:15] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"... we are actually doing this right now." Abby shakes her head, bringing one hand to wipe across her face. 14"You are ACTUALLY going to be that person right now. Like I'm supposed to believe a GRAVE DIGGER is going to pay me more than any shop." Abby retaliates, motioning once more to the grave the barbarians are digging. 14"If you HAD that much money, you wouldn't be digging for DEAD BODIES in the first place. If you just want the bloody porcupine, you can HAVE it, but something tells me you're not going to hand me my hammer until I... ugh... play this stupid 'game' of yours." The redhead grumbles. 14"And I just wanted to go hunting too." She is not sure if what she said about those diggers had some hidden meaning though. She eventually assumes she meant they are her slaves. 14"Fine, let's do this. Bloody damn it... I just need to grab my hammer, right?" A sigh escapes her, before Abby simply crouches down and casually reaches for it. 14"This is stupid..."
15[08:18] * +Eolande cant believe Abby would think itd be that easy, and raises her foot to nudge the womans arm, pushing it aside, "come on now... you doubt my word?" right hand dips into her pocket, a woft jingling heard as she pulls a pouch free, and drops it right next to the hammer. judging by the weight, and size, it must be at least a hundred mehrial. (more)
[08:21] <+Eolande> *shaking her head, Eolande frowns, "bodies arent for sale, girl. i need them for an army. now -try-, at least." tilting her head, she sighs, "no.. i promised no magic, and i meant it. no, Nephenee. just... shut it." shaking her head, she sighs, "sorry.. shes being nosey. now come, neither of us has all night, im sure."*
04[08:26] <+Abby-Bazaar> Abby actually did not think it would be that easy - if anything, she had an inkling that the elf would want to 'play around' as they are typically known for. When the coin falls to the ground, the sound of coins hitting each other can be heard... which only confuses Abby more. Either this is a trick, or this woman is just plain mad. 14"Are you bloody serious?" asks Abby, looking at the coin and then back up at Eolande. 14"You are ACTUALLY willing to part with that much money all for a stupid game over some... quills? And who the bloody hell are you talking to?" She did not hear any of the diggers behind the woman speaking. 14"Right... 'Army'... Forget I asked." Crazy, crazy woman. Of all her damn luck. But this one knows magic and she has three others behind her - might be best to play along. 14"Fine, I'll try again." And once more she just reaches her hand out towards the hammer.
15[08:29] * +Eolande sighs, and again uses her foot to push that hand away, only this time it raises afterward, and pushes out toward Abbys shoulder, intent on pushing her over backward. "your not being much fun, Abby. the quills will be useful in spells, and believe it or not, theyre not easy to find on the market." dropping her foot back to the ground, eolande sniffles, (more)
[08:32] <+Eolande> *and sighs, "i could just take it, your hammer, my money, and you if i wanted... but wheres the -fun- in that? give it your all, Abby, come on." frowning, she tilts her head, "i may in fact be considering hiring that guild of yours, lots of coin in it... but if the rest of them are as unwilling to get physical as you are, i may have no need for them."*
04[08:37] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"....!" Abby waited for the foot to move into her body. Suddenly, she twists her body to the side, allowing said foot to slide across her body. Quickly, she lunges forward, Abby coming forth sideways and aiming herself at the direction of her weapon behind the woman's foot. Her hand, however, is quick to try and grab onto Eolande's robe, trying to yank it down and pull the woman down with it 14"I'm not about 'fun'!" says Abby, her hand reaching to grab onto her hammer. It's a gamble, especially considering how she purposely tried the exact same thing twice.
15[08:42] * +Eolande grins in surprise, Abby moving before she can shove her, the elf almost falling when her robes are tugged on. almost. instead, she rolls her shoulders, robe falling off her and pooling around her feet even as her foot launches to kick at Abbys hand again, intent on keeping her away from that hammer... at least for now. the second attempt for the hammer is exactly the same, (more)
[08:44] <+Eolande> *but Eolande is a tactician deep down, and while Abby caught her off guard once, it wont happen again. once she shoves Abbys hand away, her foot falls to the ground, keeping the hammer between her feet, standing nude over the weapon. "thats better! come on, keep it coming!"*
04[08:51] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"Ceh...!" Looks like THIS woman is not going to make things too easy either. Her hand is kicked away and as Abby stands on one knee on the ground, she gets surprised when the woman... is wearing nothing at all now. 14"Oh for BLOODY sake... SERIOUSLY?!" So not only did she come across a crazy elf, but she might actually be one of those people who actually get off from being in the nude in public. 14"Not wearing clothes... Digging up bodies... You are one fucking crazy bitch." She hops forward, swinging her leg towards Eolande's knees, but then another hop would bring Abby to twist her body around again, this time swinging her other foot at Eolande's calves. Aiming to slap both her legs around both of Eolande's, Abby will roll her body once more to the side, trying to force the elven woman to fall over forward if she succeeds on the attempt.
15[08:56] * +Eolande frowns. a bitch, she is... but shes -not- crazy. the first kick to her legs is easily hopped over, but when her feet hit the ground, the second kick lands, buckling her knees and dropping her to the ground, though she manages to stay on her knees, left hand striking out, two fingers and her thumb held together, rigid as they jab at Abbys inner thigh. (more)
[08:59] <+Eolande> *its not a well known method of attack, but the nerves that run along the bone under the meat of the thigh are quite sensitive, a strike to the bundle of nerves capable of causing spasms, severe pain, and loss of motor control in the leg for a few moments if its struck hard enough. she doesnt strike hard enough for that, though she does strike just hard enough to cause pain and spasms, her hand a blur of movement when she strikes, hoping to slow Abby down.*
04[09:10] <+Abby-Bazaar> Fortunately, the leather that covers all of Abby's body except for her hands and head resists the paralyzing attempt - though the pain is still felt. 14"The bloody hell..." Her hand on the ground clutches onto some soil on the ground. 14"... was THAT about!" And the redhead tossess all that earth right towards Eolande, allowing it to spread across Eolande's upper body. Rolling to the side again, Abby attempts to drag Eolande's feet off the ground while her own legs are entangled around them, trying to force the elf to go even further towards and into the ground. The redhead's leg in front of Eolande's own would attempt to slither and lock around one, trying to bend the leg while allowing to face the other way. If that succeeds, she thrusts her hand towards her hammer.
15[09:13] * +Eolande actually laughs when shes forced to topple face first, but she doesnt sit still long enough to get pinned down, her body rolling to free her legs. one hand plants firmly on the ground, the toes of one bare foot digging into the dirt as she shoves, lifting herself and turning as she rises to kick out with her other foot, again aiming to keep that hand away from the weapon. (more)
[09:15] <+Eolande> *chuckling as she kicks out, she licks her lips, "alright! your doing good, Abby. almost there, you -almost- got it!"*
04[09:20] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"Gh...!" But the elf manages to get the hammer out of the way just in time. 14"You bloody ELF... Stop PLAYING with me," And again, her hand shovels up some soil to toss at Eolande's general direction. Almost instantly, Abby presses her front foot down on the ground... and charges forward. By the time the dust settles, Abby is like a bull seeing red: she pushes herself forward, trying to throw her entire body towards Eolande's bare stomach. It is an attempt to tackle the elf down. 14"Just go back to grave digging and give me back my weapon...!"
15[09:25] * +Eolande laughs, her minions having never stopped their work. the dirt is a pointless tactic, eolande turning her head away in time to avoid the dirt, though it sacrifices her ability to dodge the lunge, taking the attack full on with an "oof!" and toppling backward. somehow, she manages to use it, her legs wrapping around Abbys waist, eolande throwing all her weight into the (more)
[09:29] <+Eolande> *momentum of her fall. she does land hard on her back, knocking the air out of her, but she goes on, using the speed and momentum combined with her natural grace to roll, using her shoulders to push off the ground, and turn the tables, the roll ending hopefully with abby on her back, and the necromancer straddling her lap. "well, that was fun."*
04[09:39] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"You are taking this stupid game of yours to a bloody weird level," says Abby. 14"But like I keep telling everyone else..." Making use of her shorter stature, Abby sits up and slams her fist - the one aligned with metal - right towards Eolande's side. She keeps on going, pushing that fist to knock the elf sideways. 14"I'm NOT into other WOMEN!" Her legs between Eolande's own would rise, putting her knees behind Eolande's lower back and rump, to try and prevent the elf from trying to escape by moving backwards from her position. 14"This is going far enough, ELF... Now stop making this any weirded and GIVE me back my hammer. PRetty sure I must've brushed against it a bit there from that tackle. Those men of yours are digging a hole... Don't MAKE me want to put you in there."
15[09:43] * +Eolande chuckles, her hand dropping to catch that metal wrapped fist, her palm surely bruised from the impact. "now now, your the one thinking those thoughts. you may have brushed it, possibly... but you could never put me in that hole." frowning, she shoves the fist away, "fine." quickly, she stands, and steps away from Abby, both hands extending, (morel
[09:43] <+Eolande> (more)*
[09:46] <+Eolande> *telekinesis bringing her robe, and the hammer to her hand, the weapon simply tossed over her shoulder to land with a thud next to Abbys knee. "your no fun. i hope your guild sisters can fight better than you. here..." a flick of her wrist sends the pouch of coins skidding across the ground at the woman. "there. im a woman of my word. coins, for quills." (more)
[09:50] <+Eolande> *pulling her robes back on, she turns to look at Abby, "Im not crazy. earlier, you called me a crazy bitch... im a bitch, but im not crazy... dont make that mistake again Abby." looking past the woman, she watches three shovels launch up out of the grave and land nearby, soon followed by a corpse, half rotted being tossed out as well. nodding, she turns (more)
[09:53] <+Eolande> *her attention to abby, violet eyes narrowed. "now..." stepping toward the porcupine, she stoops, and lifts it up, "tell whoever is in charge of your little sisterhood that I want to meet. at the inn, around dusk. you tell them. ill be unarmed... i dont want a fight, theres money for everyone if things go as planned."*
04[09:56] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"....!?" How? That was a punch she actually threw with a lot of her strength in it, and the elf actually stopped it with one hand! For a moment there, Abby was worried since she is currently under the elf and leaving herself open... but is surprised when her fist is merely shoved away and the elf standing back up. Abby quickly rolls back up to her knee, fists raised and ready in case the elf is going to suddenly attack her. But strangely enough, the elf tosses the hammer right next to her. 14"Doubt you could call that a fight when all there was to it was me trying to grab my weapon, elf," says Abby as she picks up her hammer, before seeing the pouch of coin being dropped to the ground next to her. 14"...." She makes no comment about the elf not being crazy, but no sane person would have wanted to do all that while a corpse was being dug out in the background. But she speaks as if the two know each other for some reason. Right then, a body is thrown out of the hole behind her! A body - one that is still rotting - lays in front of her. 14"Ugh...!" The sight almost makes Abby sick. This woman is insane... 14"Not making any promises," says Abby, still looking defiant. 14"I don't know what you think we are... but we're NOT grave diggers." A glance to the men in the hole and Abby can see the strange look in their eyes. That scent, the lifeless look in their eyes... 14"Who the hell are you...?"
04[09:57] <+Abby-Bazaar> She asks this, once again looking back up at Eolande.
15[10:00] * +Eolande turns to the corpse, stepping over and stooping next to it, examining it for a moment before shaking her head. standing again, she turns back to Abby, "we could really fight, if you want, but you -will- lose. i dont expect promises, i expect you to do as your told. I dont need grave robbers, i have those. what i need, girl, is a group of (more)
[10:04] <+Eolande> *"trained fighters, skilled as soldiers. someone with navigational skills would be nice too, but... not required." shifting her feet, she crosses her arms over her breasts. "i need a security force to guard my boats and wagons. hopefully you and your sisters can at least fight as a unit. tell your leader to bring as many of you she wants, if she feels its a setup."*
04[10:11] <+Abby-Bazaar> Abby's eyes narrow as Eolande spoke of Abby being 'expected' to do as she is told. But something tells her not to say anything in retaliation for now. Was it wisdom? No, her instincts are telling her to do so. So Abby listens, but cannot help but wonder if this woman is telling her the truth or is just setting up for a trap. 14"We are NOT 'sisters', elf; the others might think they are but I don't. Even if I choose not to tell her, you'll probably come across one of the others eventually anyway." And from Abby's perspective: they might believe Eolande completely without question. Abby crouches down, picking up the pouch of coins. Untying it, her eyes widen at the sight of coins within it - they look real enough at least. 14"Bloody damn... Fine. I'll tell that you want to meet, but I'm not saying we're accepting the job just yet. Not sure why you need those boats and wagons guarded and frankly it's none of my business... but yeah, I'll them. If this is some elaborated trap though..."
15[10:20] * +Eolande frowns, and points a finger at Abby, "my name is Eolande. use it. call me 'elf'... one more time. I dare you." while she speaks, her minions roll the body back into the grave, and begin filling it back in. the body is simply too damaged for use. "sisters or not, your a part of the guild." nodding when Abby looks into the pouch, she grins, "did I lie? or is that more than any shop would pay?"
[10:23] <+Eolande> !money give Abby-Bazaar 100 mhl
[10:23] <@Desdaemona> *transaction* Eolande Keita subtracted 100 mhl 0 cop and gave it to Abby
04[10:29] <+Abby-Bazaar> Abby looks back down on the coins; she hates to admit it, but the elf is right. 14"Fine, yes... it looks bloody real enough," says Abby. 14"Not sure why you want those quills so badly but I suppose--" She glances to the side, watching the men burrying the body back into the ground. 14"--it's none of my business either. Like I said, I'll tell the guild that you want to meet, and if I can help it, I'll be there to hear this out too." Abby is not sure if she can trust this woman here, but she is still curious about this so-called 'job'. She looks down at the porcupine again, 14"You can keep the rest of the damn porcupine by the way."
15[10:37] * +Eolande smirks, "I planned on it. for what i paid, i should find ten more and take those too." holding onto the porcupine, she crosses her arms again, watching her minions work. "you... arent a very friendly person, Abby... this whole thing might have not happened... if you simply said please." smirking, her finger raises from her arm for a moment, tk spell tugging her hood up over her head. (more)
[10:38] <+Eolande> *she certainly is not a nice person by any standard... but manners can take one far in this world. "perhaps next time we meet youll be a little more polite, and so will I."*
04[10:41] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"Am I supposed to believe that would have actually worked?" asks Abby, crossing her arms over her own chest. 14"Especially since you were looking for a 'fight'? And if you think I'm just going to put on a smile on my face after everything that's happened here... You're going to be a tad disappointed." She turns her head slightly, glancing towards those quiet and eery men that are now patching up the hole they initially dug up. 14"...."
15[10:49] * +Eolande tilts her head, "yes. it would have worked, actually. I dont lie, Abby, ever, not even to save my life. smile... dont smile, i care little. all im saying is, be more polite, itll get you much better reactions. now... werent you hunting? maybe now you can afford a bow, or spear." once her minions are finished, she gestures toward the north, (more)
[10:50] <+Eolande> *her minions gathering their shovels, and shuffling away. "until next time, Abby."*
04[10:53] <+Abby-Bazaar> 14"....." Abby does say any parting words to the woman. The fact that she mentioned about herself getting a bow is puzzling: did she actually try to 'help' from the very beginning or was it just her mocking her hammer again. She waits until the elf and her 'minions' disappear from sight, with Abby feeling rather unsettled over the whole thing. She cannot go back on her word, however, but she cannot help but be anxious: would this woman really lead them to more coin or to ruin. 14"... bloody hell, Hil... You better not mess this one up."
Rolls:
4<+Abby-Bazaar> !r 1d5
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar rolls for 1 dice at 5 sides per die: 4 Result: 4
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !r 1d5
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar rolls for 1 dice at 5 sides per die: 3 Result: 3
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !choose small small getsaway medium medium
<@Desdaemona> I choose "medium" from the 5 options supplied by Abby-Bazaar
04<+Abby-Bazaar> 4!choose fox fawn porcupine largerabbit monkey
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !choose fox fawn porcupine largerabbit monkey
<@Desdaemona> I choose "porcupine" from the 5 options supplied by Abby-Bazaar
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !qdice
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar (Abby) uses Quest Dice against a target of 6 and gets a 6, hitting for 1 damage
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !qdice
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar (Abby) uses Quest Dice against a target of 6 and gets a 5, missing!
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !r 1d5
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar rolls for 1 dice at 5 sides per die: 1 Result: 1
04<+Abby-Bazaar> !qdice
<@Desdaemona> Abby-Bazaar (Abby) uses Quest Dice against a target of 6 and gets a 7, hitting for 2 damage
