RP:There now, one of your hats is a famous and brave pixie knight

Setting

The Pebbly Beach Cenril

5th September 2011

I left in a few of the ooc comments about this rp as they made me laugh so much!

No fish. No sunshine. Little warmth

Iverfin was sitting upon the pebbly shore, fishing rod cast out to the water in the effort of catching some fish. The weather was somewhat miserable this day. The rain was drizzling down, causing her to use the ragged dress she previously owned as a make-shift cover for her head~! The group of pirates were herded around a strong fire, whereas Iverfin had a small and considerably less impressive fire. The small falcon squawked up at her, gaining a glare in response. She watched the rod in utter silence, waiting with seemingly unending patience.

Sophie is walking along the shore, slowly almost as if she is lost, though she knows her way around this area well enough. Her pixie son Sanichel flutters near her shoulder, his enthusiasm for life seemingly undaunted by the rain. The healer, approaches the lady with the tiny fire, but before she can introduce herself and her son, little 3 inch tall Sanmichel calls out on seeing the Falcon."Is that an Eagle? He's beautiful, can I pet him?"

Iverfin 's hand reached up to instinctively cover the falcon, looking up at the healer and young pixie. A large, garish looking scar was revealed upon her throat - milky white in comparison to her lightly tanned skin - indicating a once terrible wound. She shook her head, watching him carefully. The falcon was wounded and Iverfin had grown close to the thing.

The tiny fae lad is chattering away about pets.

Sophie 's healers instincts kick in on seeing the scar. "That looks nasty. How did it happen? Was there a healer on hand to save you? The tiny fae lad, heedless of any potential danger from the 'eagle' is chattering away about pets. "I have -three- hamsters. My favorite is Champion the Wonder Hamster. He is my noble steed. I left him at home in the stables as he doesn't like rain too much."

Iverfin seemed a tad overwhelmed by the chatter about pets. She couldn't reply to the lad~! She looked to Sophie, touching her throat and then her lips before shaking her head as if to indicate she couldn't speak. Iverfin leaned over slightly to write in the sand: 'wolf', a wave of her hand in the sand to remove it, 'yes but not save voice'. Iverfin was, in fact, a mute. She had lost her voice some time before coming to these lands.

Sophie nods sympathetically in understanding, making a mental note not to mention that she is herself a wolf, until this lady had learned she can trust the gentle healer. "How about little Sanny and I gather some more wood to add cheer to your fire." She includes her sons name tio help him feel important, though he is capable of acrrying very little in the way of driftwood."Then sit here and share your fire and our lunch. Would that be acceptable with you milady?"

Iverfin eyed the two of them over before reluctantly nodding and accepting their offer. Mind you, she wanted to catch her own lunch but the fish weren't really biting today. Maybe because of the rain, who knew~? Iverfin lifted a worm from her small pile of bait and allowed the falcon to swallow it

Sophieheads off to comb the beach for driftwood, her son fluttering happily around her head, sometimes Sanny tries to catch the raindrops on his tongue.

Uchawiman did not shoot out of the water ontop of a giant friggin dragon!

Uchawiman shot out of the water ontop of a giant friggin dragon! It was awesome! it was amazing! it was something i made up to get your attention! yup. All a lie. Woah! Hey! Fruit will never hit me, booing mass of dissapointed reader! hah! What's the frog -actually- doing? Walking. Over here. All froggily. Yup. With a pirate hat ontop of his epic tophat. Double style. It stacks. Iverfin emitted a small sigh, wriggling her toes in the sand and gazing out at the water. She loved it, truly, she did. But the sea was often a cruel mistress, who didn't always care for those who loved her. Iverfin reluctantly drew in her fishing line and lifted the rod, setting it carefully to the side. Another worm was given to the falcon. At this rate, he'll end up a fat bird~! Uchawiman was oocly tempted to make the frog be a ship biting onto the hook. But I've allready done that to Lodovico. I need to repeat myself as little as possible.

The healer soon returns with a sack full off -not too damp- wood which she begins to feed gradually into the fire, before long, it is giving out far more light and heat. His mother has to warn little Sanmichel not to fly too close. Sophie takes a seat on the sand, she enjoys the scent of woodsmoke and the hiss and crackle within the campfire's flames. "This reminds me of evenings when I was a child. I was raised in a travelling circus. We were pretty poor, but there was always laughter around the camp fires of an evening. Of course this was before the hideous atrocities of the drow, and the evil crimes of the tyrant Vuryal."

Iverfin didn't know who Vuryal was or any atrocities of the drow. But she did listen. She didn't have much other choice, really. The woman was being kind. Iverfin just hated not being able to really reply to her or anyone~! Then, she spotted to the frog-walking frog-man and couldn't help but realise this was the very odd associate of the other frog-man who offered a very interesting business plan~!

This one time, I found a shark swimming in my cup of tea

Little Sanmichel flies up to the frog. "Hello there mister. I a the famous pixie Knight Sanmichel, I'm not afraid of anything, not anything, not even sharks. This one time, I found a shark swimming in my cup of tea"

Uchawiman was like whopow! Show! swoosh! Epicsound! ...what? you don't sound like that when you walk? Darn you must be -boring-. Seriously!! Anyway. The frog half walked half danced over there. I mean.. that's how he moves. Like a disney villain doing his villain song. Only.. all the time. He stops. Twirls like a ballerina and then leans in next to sophie-the-healer-with-a-wolfy-attitude-but-not-really. Oh yeah. "Yu ladies got una spot, ja?"

Uchawiman looked up at the pixie and grinned like.. well. A frog. Duh? And was all staffy-pointy. "Use strawberry tea, maan. Keep dem sharks gon."

Little Sanmichel is now turning somersaults in the drizzly air to show off. "But I likes sharks! It is always exciting having a cup of tea and hoping there might be another shark in it!"

Uchawiman said to Sammichel "Den yu use cinammon. Dey big up pon connamon. Jus like be bees."

Uchawiman oocly throws himself at the typo monster in a fit of heroism and attempts to wrestle it to the ground with his lacking physique.

Does cinnamon really attract sharks?

Sophie is delighted to see her tiny lad getting on so well with the frog man. She lays out some food for all four of them. "Help yourselves, please." Little Sanmichel is now in full pester mode "Mom mom mom can we get some cinammon, mom, can be get some now. Sharks, dey big up pon connamon." the pixie kid adds seriously trying to imitate Uchawiman.Sophie sighs. "Later dear, we will go visit your auntie, Gwenilyn, I am sure she has some cinnamon for her delicious seed cakes and will let us have a little. She leans in to whisper to the frog. "Does cinnamon really attract sharks? I don't want to risk dear Sanny being hurt!"

Uchawiman said OOC, "Sophie. Me and Jedebiah are onto you. You are raising a child army so you can conquer an army that cannot be killed. For everybody knows that children do not die."

Niawtu said OOC, "I thought Sofphe's children were suspicious... A pirate, a pixie knight, and a drow girl? Sounds like an army to me! ^_^"

You said OOC, "Don't forget the warhamster!Very suspicious"

Jedediah said OOC, "Darn right it has. We rumbled it so hard it'll be double-stroke rolling for weeks!"

Uchawiman snapped his stick into the sand and flipped over! Flop! now he was sitting by the fire with a stick-for-a-staff wobbling ontop of his pirate that. Now that's a tower. lets add a stingray. What... where'd my stringrays go... i'll... be right back. Auto-narration will take over! *beep* Uchawiman = shrug. Say. "Work for Mi." Sound = strange. End post.

Niawtu said OOC, "Oh, yes, how could I forget Champion?"

You said OOC, "Gadzooks! Foiled again. *Makes the kids into steak and kid-knee pies to sell in the Soph shop since there are of no more use to her. Then moves on to evil plan 37b.*

Niawtu said OOC, "Ack! Don't cook Kassy and Sanmichel! I like them! :O"

Uchawiman said OOC, "Excuse me as I melt in the liquidized amazingness that has poured forth as a side effect of the conversation between Sophie, Jedebiah and myself."

You said OOC, "You think Sophie should sell pies with -raw- Kasy and Sanmichel.. Why that might make somebody ill my dear. ...Worry not I adore those kids too <3<3"

You said OOC, "*huggles Uchawiman* The amazing one!"

Niawtu said OOC, "Lol. *hugs Sophie* Glad to know! "

Jedediah said OOC, "She adores them because they're an evil army. >_0"

Niawtu said OOC, "Hmm... Kassy isn't so evil... But Sanmichel hangs out with Tysinni so... -Maybe- the little pixie boy is... O_\\"

You said OOC, "kassy-Kid is the scourge of the seven seas. He told Nia so himself....and who could be a better role model for any kid than Ty?!"

Jedediah said OOC, "The kids themselves aren't evil. But the overall purpose of the army is. ^_^"

Tysinni said OOC, "Heck yes!"

Tysinni said OOC, "Sanmichel is the best side-kick a thief could ask for."

Niawtu said OOC, "Lol... Nia could be a good role model... *shifty eyes*"

There now, one of your hats is a famous and brave pixie knight!

The tiny pixie makes three short flights around his mothers head. Then flies over in an attempt to sit on Uchawiman's hairless head. "There now, one of your hats is a famous and brave pixie Knight! Not many folks can say that" The kid stretches. "I wish Champion were here, not back at the warhamster stables. The poor dear will be missing me."

Uchawiman has = many hats. Sound make = Chuckle. Strange-levels high. Sound nature recorded. Say "Mi have everythin an nothin in Mi hat, maan." end post.

You said OOC, "A vial of Lionel vomit is now your pet. You may name it now."