Fable
₮ⱧɆ ₥Ɏ₮Ⱨ, ₮ⱧɆ ⱠɆ₲Ɇ₦Đ, ₮ⱧɆ ₣₳฿ⱠɆ
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[/div][div class=flex][div class=text][div class=header]Veth[/div]
[div class=tags]Location: Feywild | Interaction: Holo-Cyrus/Oohgie the Troll/King Oberon ( Birdsie ) | Nearby/Mentioned[/div]
Veth found it curious that Oberon would have spies on the material plane, but she expressed and said nothing that displayed this. Though, perhaps she should say something as Cyrus said he appreciated honesty. She might not be able to truly express with her facial features, but she could use her words. "This one finds your interest in the material plane as a sign that perhaps there is some minor concern for your realm as well."
The next moment they were seated within a great dining hall, with Oohgie asking where they had be sent. This display of power meant that perhaps Oberon could place whoever, wherever within the realm if he so desired. Oberon instructed them to make themselves 'at home.' Something Veth wasn't sure she'd be really able to do. He also didn't dance around the subject of her visit; the need for his assistance against Turenval and his legion.
"Yes, this is why this one has come, to seek your aid in this matter. As much as you believe you shall be unaffected, this one doubts that should the enemy win and Gaia falls, that the planes of existence are safe from his campaign. In short, this one believes it might only be a matter of time before he would change his focus. This one believes one such as he does not like to sit and wait idly when there is more that Gaia."
She paused as servants brought forth silver pitchers and set them down before them along with two silver cups. Oberon made it clear he wouldn't assist for free, either she'd have to find a payment worth his help or accept his bet. Cyrus was going to have some harsh words for her after this as she was considering the options. She knew she would never be able to out drink him herself, she had a very weak tolerance for alcohol which had caused a very awkward moment with Ki'Tavi the last time she rose to such a challenge.
She needed to think like a trickster. She re-played his bet in her mind, 'Drink more than me and I'll help you at no price.' He was surprisingly vague in that statement. "Very well," she finally said before reaching over for all the pitchers that had been brought for this wager. She handed them over to Oohgie, "Oohgie, could you drink all of this?" She took one pitcher and poured out a single serving into the cup before herself just as Oohgie began to chug the liquid content within the pitchers with glee.
He managed to down all of the pitchers, leaving only Veth's single glass. She raised it to her lips and drank it down. She would be drunk after this without a doubt, but she had won. Her cheeks slowly flushed as the alcohol worked it's way through her body, and letting out a small hiccup.
"This one has had more to drink that you," she said with a bit of pride in her voice..[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class=tags]Location: Feywild | Interaction: Holo-Cyrus/Oohgie the Troll/King Oberon ( Birdsie ) | Nearby/Mentioned[/div]
Veth found it curious that Oberon would have spies on the material plane, but she expressed and said nothing that displayed this. Though, perhaps she should say something as Cyrus said he appreciated honesty. She might not be able to truly express with her facial features, but she could use her words. "This one finds your interest in the material plane as a sign that perhaps there is some minor concern for your realm as well."
The next moment they were seated within a great dining hall, with Oohgie asking where they had be sent. This display of power meant that perhaps Oberon could place whoever, wherever within the realm if he so desired. Oberon instructed them to make themselves 'at home.' Something Veth wasn't sure she'd be really able to do. He also didn't dance around the subject of her visit; the need for his assistance against Turenval and his legion.
"Yes, this is why this one has come, to seek your aid in this matter. As much as you believe you shall be unaffected, this one doubts that should the enemy win and Gaia falls, that the planes of existence are safe from his campaign. In short, this one believes it might only be a matter of time before he would change his focus. This one believes one such as he does not like to sit and wait idly when there is more that Gaia."
She paused as servants brought forth silver pitchers and set them down before them along with two silver cups. Oberon made it clear he wouldn't assist for free, either she'd have to find a payment worth his help or accept his bet. Cyrus was going to have some harsh words for her after this as she was considering the options. She knew she would never be able to out drink him herself, she had a very weak tolerance for alcohol which had caused a very awkward moment with Ki'Tavi the last time she rose to such a challenge.
She needed to think like a trickster. She re-played his bet in her mind, 'Drink more than me and I'll help you at no price.' He was surprisingly vague in that statement. "Very well," she finally said before reaching over for all the pitchers that had been brought for this wager. She handed them over to Oohgie, "Oohgie, could you drink all of this?" She took one pitcher and poured out a single serving into the cup before herself just as Oohgie began to chug the liquid content within the pitchers with glee.
He managed to down all of the pitchers, leaving only Veth's single glass. She raised it to her lips and drank it down. She would be drunk after this without a doubt, but she had won. Her cheeks slowly flushed as the alcohol worked it's way through her body, and letting out a small hiccup.
"This one has had more to drink that you," she said with a bit of pride in her voice..[/div][/div][/div]
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