D. Rex
Magic Eight Ball
Insight
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What about the heart eating bit?While you were skinning the first wyvern, you notice this symbol branded into its back...
Dex chimes in, "so you did notice, I'm more concerned if there's other invasive fauna skulking about.". Dexterous would then turn his gave to the Iron tower, though it still be miles until they reach the tower... the ship will be flying over land soon. "More importantly, how did they get here? and why are they here?"
What about the heart eating bit?
Having cut the tattoo off in a small patch. He tossed the bloodied square onto the ground in front of Dexterous. "Maybe this be a clue to such a question. Wild animals do no have the services of a tattoo parlor."
"But as I tried to say before the ambush... if anything be after us. It be just such settings that give them a chance to put the drop on us. For they leave us blind. And so long as the parcel do be in our hands, safe it be to say that any attack on us be of dubious origin. Paranoid it may be, but when dealing with what we are, then paranoia be nigh too little."
Toryk is more than happy to continue devouring it. Along with saving some choice cuts of meat for later.
Wiping his mouth between bites, Toryk commented. "They could have boarded the ship, with the wyrms being a distraction." He suggested.
"Assuming they not being used by another. A search of the ship costs little time, and eliminates that possibility. We gnolls be savages, as many say, but that is always what prey calls the predator. And right now, our position puts us as prey."Dex shook his head, "No, those orcs aren't smart enough to be that sneaky. If this were an attack form one of the other clans, then maybe... but the Nerga Clan?" he would then take a moment to look at the creamy white treeline below, which gives this providence its name. "Well, they be to barbaric and straightforward for a diversion like that" he would say with a laugh
"Assuming they not being used by another. A search of the ship costs little time, and eliminates that possibility. We gnolls be savages, as many say, but that is always what prey calls the predator. And right now, our position puts us as prey."
"If this not be a ruse, or a first wave, then the other options do no be better. Something picked off the riders, meaning something else be dangerous in the skies or in the area of the white jungle. Or it be that these be lost wyverns. Got away for a joy flight. But that would mean there be Nerga Clan nearby, and their eyes be on the sky to look for them."
"Regardless, it may be wisest to take a route over open sea, and going far around the white jungle, islands, and any large clouds."
alrighty! With advantage.... only one number got better.
1. 13
2. 19
3. 15
4. 25
5. 9
Them be the number for the rest of the skinning.
For numbers 1 & 5, it isn't as nice but still decent quality hide
for numbers 2 & 3, its very good quality hide
and for number 4, not only did you get some premium hide, but you also got a wyvern heart scale!
What is a wyvern heart scale?
Toyrk looked at the pretty scale, and put it immediately into his mouth. Feeling it gently with his teeth and sucking off the blood. Taking it out, he gestured to the captain. "Well Captain, they be hunted on your ship. I would not be so disrespectful to not suggest that you be the one to dole out the spoils, should you wish to keep any if the hides." He said.
He was surprised that the Captain took his suggestion. And pleasantly surprised about the discipline of the woman. It was good to see some good ship discipline again. Reminded him of better days. "A short cut may be just what we need to throw anything off our trail." He commented. "Though given it be not the first plan, then I take it this short cut be a might hazardous?"
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Toryk would clean and scrape the wyvern hides, maybe cook up a nice meal of wyvern meat if he had any extra time. Inviting any sailors who wanted to partake.
He would also want to get with Dexterous to learn more about this shortcut. And if the Captain was in a good mood, see what he could learn from the legendary pirate.
Kalvienne looked up from whatever task Toryk had given him to smile at her. "It is good that you don't seem injured, miss. Toryk can give you something to do. I'm just doing as instructed for now." He said lightly. "..hopefully nothing like this happens again. The resources might be beneficial but alas.." He grumbled to himself.As the last wyvern falls and the threat passes, Diella lets herself slump to the ground with a sigh. The snippets of conversation and discussion around her she picks up occasionally only make her wonder more what she got herself into. A goal to work towards, a chance to do good - both are all well and good, but maybe this isn't something she should be meddling in. Leaving the fact of impending danger aside, is there even anything she can contribute to their task?
Eventually, Diella lightly slaps herself on the cheek. Her circling thoughts aren't helping anyone. She shouldn't be this glum on a day where it isn't even raining; and she can still decide whether she ought to bow out and go home once they get to Town of Birth. For now, she should focus on what she can do in the present.
Looking around the deck, she spots Toryk and Kalvienne, who seem to have skinned all of the dead wyverns in the meantime and are already in the stage of beginning to prepare the hides. While Diella wouldn't consider herself a master leatherworker, it's still a type of task for which she feels far more qualified than dealing with mysterious relics.
"If you need a hand, I'd be happy to help out," she offers as she walks over.
D. Rex DuckPrince
Upon hearing about the Orcs and that they would divert to the Iron Tower, Vrail's eyes narrow and his broad shoulders tense. He takes a moment to extract a tooth from the Wyvern he finished off. Then, after finishing up helping with whatever needs to be done with the Wyvern corpses, he starts making inquiries among the crew, sure he can find someone who can add a tattoo for him.
He ponders the depths of Saurian history for stories of an Ancestor who faced mounting challenges on a quest ...
Upon hearing about the Orcs and that they would divert to the Iron Tower, Vrail's eyes narrow and his broad shoulders tense. He takes a moment to extract a tooth from the Wyvern he finished off. Then, after finishing up helping with whatever needs to be done with the Wyvern corpses, he starts making inquiries among the crew, sure he can find someone who can add a tattoo for him.
He ponders the depths of Saurian history for stories of an Ancestor who faced mounting challenges on a quest ...
OOC: History, +3, Adv
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Beorin takes a few moments to pull out his pipe and pack some tobacco into the bowl before lighting it up. "Orcs, eh? <puff puff> I do not fear our chances against them, but I do wonder how they were able to tame so many wyverens, and what the overriding purpose of this attack was. Were we just in the wrong place at the wrong time, or were we directly targeted? <puff puff puff> Either way, it should be a wake up call to us all to be more cautious as things come along."