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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 5:22 pm
Val is gathered at the coast like the folds of a mother's skirt. Having sprung up around the ferry's dock, it is easily the largest village on the sixth island. Many folk come here for the dinosaur trading and the town boasts all of three inns and a tavern. Most don't have use for the rest of the island, but here at least they come, spend their coin, and share stories of the other islands. Even vendors and street performers have found enough of a draw to haul their wares and their caravans across the ferry in an attempt to snatch a few of these coins for themselves. Finargan has managed a prime spot near the water and the food vendors. Now he leans on one of the painted wagons as Bel takes his place in the center of the circled caravan. Patrons at the food stalls turn to stare at the lithe boy silhouetted by the setting sun.
[Sai, roll a perform check]
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Bel_Palani rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:23 pm
Torches were planted in a loose semi circle to light the darkening square. The boy lowered the fan he held to reveal an otherwordly mask and he began to dance...
His fan fluttered gracefully, setting the torch flames swirling and flickering.
Perform (Dance): 16
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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:37 pm
Anyel stands, not terribly out of place with his hood drawn around his face, among the vendors and traders and townfolk. They surge about him on their own business. The smell of food reaches him. They're selling all sorts of food in the square nearest the harbor, including dinosaur meat, fruit, and fish. However, some of the patrons there are more interested in something else. They stand in a semi-circle near the water's edge and Anyel can just catch flashes of movement from the cracks in the crowd.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:47 pm
 Curious, Anyel heads towards the crowd. Unwilling to head into the thick of it, he finds a spot off to the side where he has a clear view through a gap in the crowd. Finally seeing the dancer, he gasps in amazement at the fanciful figure.
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Bel_Palani rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:56 pm
Seeing that the crowd needed a little push if they were going to make their time worth it, Bel decided to change his usual routine. He signaled the musicians to speed up the tempo and threw some in some acrobatic maneuvers. So what if they'd never rehearsed this, as long as the musicians could keep up with him, no big deal.
Bel kicked, flipped and cartwheeled for his audience.
Tumble: 17
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:04 pm
The crowd cheers at Bel's stunts. At the end of the performance, Finargan roves forward, collecting coppers and a few silver from the stage. He grins and tosses Bel a silver with a gruff "Get yourself some dinner."
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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:09 pm
Bel catches the coin and grins and salutes to the big, bear-like troupe leader. He hurries to the caravan to get out of his hot and heavy stage outfit, anxious to go and explore the town. He was hungry, and a town this busy should have something appetizing...
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:11 pm
Anyel cheers along with the crowd, enthralled by the performance. As it draws to an end, however, he slips away from the crowd. He's done with his business in town and looks forward to getting back to his peaceful solitude.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:32 pm
Bel started away from the caravans, glancing back at the crowd.
They were preoccupied with the next act. He yawned and stretched, intent on heading towards the lights of the dock bars. There was always something interesting happening there.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:05 pm
Away from the caravan, the docks are quiet. In such a small town the night brings an end to the dockside activities. However there are a few vendors scattered here and there. Their lights reflect beautifully on the dark water. A young man is watching Bel. He is good looking for a small-town boy and his air of innocence adds to his appeal.
[Sai, make a spot check.]
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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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Bel_Palani rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:40 pm
Bel looks around with wide, eager eyes, a grin spreading across his face. This place was AWESOME. There were new sights and sounds, more strange faces and styles of clothing than he'd ever seen before. This port town was the biggest their troupe had ever been in. He took a moment to inhale deeply and take in all the scents around him...fish...dinosaur dung...stale ale, sweat, soot. While the bustle and lights could addle him, his nose was far more reliable.
Spot: 15
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Baranquesseiel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:45 pm
Suddenly a vine snakes from beneath the dock and snakes around Bel.
Grapple: 27
[Make an opposed grapple check.]
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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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Bel_Palani rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:59 pm
(you just had to do the grapple...)
Bel yelps and struggles, trying to tug himself free. What in the world...?! Living vines??!
Grapple: 3
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 9:02 pm
The vine gets a tight hold and Bel and yanks him over. Bel can feel the rough wood of the dock scrape his cheek as he is dragged into the water.
[Enter combat. It is Bell's turn.]
Anyel is some distance away, but he can smell blood in the water by the docks.
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Baranquesseiel Vice Captain
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