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(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 1:35 pm
by waysoftheearth
ehiker133 wrote:
waysoftheearth wrote:
Desmond has the further misfortune of having to share his portion with Mondes, who scoffs his part down in about two mouthfuls. "Is that it?" he complains.
Presumably, we still just have one stomach, though, right? In truth, then, we would need to watch what we eat to make sure we don't get fat!
Desmond at first appears anxious for a hot meal and wonders how much copper it would take to get the farmer's wife to make something for them.
Then he remembers
Mondes' noggin to his right and the anxiety changes, wondering how people will treat him with his new oddity...
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 1:43 pm
by waysoftheearth
waysoftheearth wrote:
Yes, Desmond still has only one stomach to fill... it's just who gets to do the eating!
Concerning the farm folk, the whole party looks like a pack of tramps recently escaped from a field hospice. However, they also have sacks full of silver and copper, and that can go a long way...
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 2:20 pm
by waysoftheearth
mushgnome wrote:
"Perhaps some of the more presentable humans should go ahead to the farm and inquire about accommodations for the night?" sayeth Highbough. "I do not know how the villagers of these parts will react to my kind."
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 10:15 pm
by waysoftheearth
coffee wrote:
Dieter has never been what you'd call presentable, but he's human. He'll be part of the first group to enter the settlement.
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 10:34 pm
by waysoftheearth
tonneau wrote:
Gustave looks himself over, wincing at his formerly fine garments, now thoroughly soiled, and his once shining armour, now more a collection of loose, rusting rings that a suit of mail.
"Though it pains me greatly to be seen thus in public, I would consider it a duty to represent the groups interests", he says.
"That is...", he adds, bowing theatrically and grinning, "if you would have such a sordid peasant as your herald"
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 10:38 pm
by waysoftheearth
waysoftheearth wrote:
Victor hacks up a huge ball of phlegm and spits.
"Better you 'en me," he growls.
The fighting-Man looks like nothing so much as a filthy brigand with a sack of loot over his weary shoulder. A very mean one at that.
Casting an eye around, it is a common theme...
So, who is going to approach the farmstead? Gustave, Dieter and...?
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 10:43 pm
by waysoftheearth
waysoftheearth wrote:
tonneau wrote:
"Though it pains me greatly to be seen thus in public, I would consider it a duty to represent the groups interests"
Gustave makes a mental note that he must hire the services of a good valet to keep him presentable. Actually, he might need an entire squad of them. At least one to care for his clothing, another to preen and perfume his person, another to keep his equipment in a shiny state, and perhaps a personal barber...?
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2011 5:24 pm
by waysoftheearth
eris wrote:
waysoftheearth wrote:Finally, when the light is beginning to fail, Olaf tops a shrubby rise and peers down over the river plain below and spies a homely farmstead, not half a mile further on.
It comprises a small group of thatched-roof buildings sitting handsomely atop a low hill overlooking a patch of tilled fields, with well worn tracks between them.
Olaf is greatly relieved to see smoke curling from the chimney, a welcoming yellow light in the window rims of the main building, and what appears to be a farmer herding his last few sheep and cows into a stable for the evening...
There is not a hour's light left in the day, and the wind is in a cantankerous mood, pushing squalls of rain and drizzle across the darkening sky...
Olaf moves back and tells the others, "There's a farmstead ahead, about a half mile. I spied a farmer (Human?) herding livestock into the stable next to the house. Let's go see if we can buy some food and a pile of hay upon which to lay our heads."
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2011 5:25 pm
by waysoftheearth
eris wrote:
coffee wrote:Dieter has never been what you'd call presentable, but he's human. He'll be part of the first group to enter the settlement.
As will Olaf.
(027) Some Country Air
Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2011 5:26 pm
by waysoftheearth
eris wrote:
waysoftheearth wrote:Victor hacks up a huge ball of phlegm and spits.
"Better you 'en me," he growls.
The fighting-Man looks like nothing so much as a filthy brigand with a sack of loot over his weary shoulder. A very mean one at that.
Casting an eye around, it is a common theme...
So, who is going to approach the farmstead? Gustave, Dieter and...?
Olaf will go with Gustave and Dieter.