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[Criptfeind]

"Ha, see? He's got the right of it!"
"I suppose we could, ah... that is to say, there's a certain elegance to a hill overlookin some nasty critters..."

Sjig perks up when the captains seem to actually be considering his drivel. "Yes yes! Much elegance! Even more so once we capture some of those nasties and haul them up into this damned rain then play with their brain meats! Then we can dooooooo all sorts of wonderful things with their complaint bodies such as and not at all limited to but including gladiatorial area exported war beasts to the homeland and cheap labor! Hurry! I bet they even taste good once they are thoroughly depoisoned and have the inevitable traps of small bones that get stuck in the throat as one tries to them like like fish have are breed out of them! Perhaps once we have thoroughly domesticated a strain with working handsfeetprehensilenosesandortailsorotherapendagethatnaturallyorunaturallycanusetools we can start mining in the pit! In my expert opinion large and vile creatures always are found guarding the choices of locations for any and all activities because just like anything in the world when you can not have it it always one thousand times more desirable!"

[ATHATH]

Wait, that should have been Music and Wind. Ah well, the result is similar anyway.
Secondary Affinities:
Wind
Music
Primary Affinity
Song

Sing a magically-enhanced tune (about love or something standard like that) that will subtly influence everyone to pick the Bulbous Tree area (via magical subliminal messaging).

[ATHATH]

Also, gentlemen, I would like to point out that I have just harnessed the power of Ratman Banjo Squads.

[Criptfeind]

PVP mode initiated. To be honest I thought we'd at least get to the start of the game before it started.

Also for once I had nothing to do with starting the fire. Let it be known that Cript isn't always the one that ruins things.

[ATHATH]

PVP mode initiated. To be honest I thought we'd at least get to the start of the game before it started.

Subtle PvP.

[IronyOwl]

..u-um...oh wait this will make you f-feel better.
Use the orb of happiness on Blacktongue.
....d-did it work?

It seems to relax her a bit, but she slaps it away after a few moments, scowling. "I said dry, not placated."

"Ha, see? He's got the right of it!"
"I suppose we could, ah... that is to say, there's a certain elegance to a hill overlookin some nasty critters..."

Sjig perks up when the captains seem to actually be considering his drivel. "Yes yes! Much elegance! Even more so once we capture some of those nasties and haul them up into this damned rain then play with their brain meats! Then we can dooooooo all sorts of wonderful things with their complaint bodies such as and not at all limited to but including gladiatorial area exported war beasts to the homeland and cheap labor! Hurry! I bet they even taste good once they are thoroughly depoisoned and have the inevitable traps of small bones that get stuck in the throat as one tries to them like like fish have are breed out of them! Perhaps once we have thoroughly domesticated a strain with working handsfeetprehensilenosesandortailsorotherapendagethatnaturallyorunaturallycanusetools we can start mining in the pit! In my expert opinion large and vile creatures always are found guarding the choices of locations for any and all activities because just like anything in the world when you can not have it it always one thousand times more desirable!"

"Right he is! Why if there's nothing fighting to the death for it it's not worth having, eh?"

"On the other hand, there are various economic considerations to having a nest of beasties right underfoot."

"It's closer than I'd prefer. We came here to get away from the world, did we not?"

"That we did!"

"I believe we came to profit, my good lady. If the old world supplies us the markets to do that, then so be it."

Wait, that should have been Music and Wind. Ah well, the result is similar anyway.
Secondary Affinities:
Wind
Music
Primary Affinity
Song

Sing a magically-enhanced tune (about love or something standard like that) that will subtly influence everyone to pick the Bulbous Tree area (via magical subliminal messaging).

[16, Good] You begin loudly warbling about "the boom of my heart," cunningly lacing it with subliminal magics. Nobody pays you much mind at first, but it apparently starts working, because soon everyone is staring at you.

"Now now!" chides the minotaur jovially, "No need to use magic! A good song's it's own persuasion!"

Meanwhile, the gorgon appears the calmest you've seen her since the docks; she seems to have completely forgotten about the rain, and is standing straight and calm, staring directly at you. She starts to move sinuously forward, but the ogre deftly steps in front of her.

"Now now, my good lady-"

"Move."

"If I might recommend, my areas of expertise exceed yours in this matter. I hardly doubt you could settle things, but if perhaps you'd give ol' Gruelfist first dibs?"

He seems to take her glaring silence as acquiescence, and sashays gracefully over to the singing omnibold, throwing a gigantic arm around his shoulder.

"If I might be so bold to say, I believe you've been squandering your fine talents! Y'see, this expedition here is a team venture, if you catch my drift? When folks don't play so well with the team none, then most times e'ryone ends up eaten by snakes in the jungle."

He motions off the rails for emphasis.

"So now your fine weatherwork here's an excellent example. You done tried best you could, but well sometimes things don't work out so nice, 'specially when they ain't so nice to begin with. 'Long comes another, manages to fix it up real good! Why our esteemed friend here's so grateful she even done promotes the fella... hardly fair to you, now was it? Seein as it was a team effort an' all.

But oh, then you got mad, figger'd you'd do better on your own, and off ye went, turning that nice team effort into something maybe not so great again. See how that works? Ye try on yer own, it maybe don't quite turn out. Ye get some help, well ain't that just rosy! An then back on yer own, and back to not workin out.

An' if I may be so bold, I reckon here you go again, figgerin doing things yerself's the only way things're gonna get done. Expedition this size ain't nothin you can salvage all on your own, though. Yer gonna need help. Yer gonna need friends. An' for that, yer gonna need to be help and friends right back to em, see? Folk don't like it when you go off doin' whatever you feels like, only to come runnin to them insistin' they just gots to help with this new thing o' yours.

So what says we start workin together, an' you start puttin that talent to real use alongside everyone else, 'stead a' wasting it all on your lonesome?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

 Miya grabs it immediatly breathing heavly
Sorry captain...i thought the rain was making you angry and if i made you not angry it'd be better since i-i don't know how to help get us dry.

[ATHATH]

"S-sorry sir, I won't do it again..."

Fall back to the age-old koboldish trick of cowering and hoping that whatever is mad at you is merciful. If the gorgon is about to execute me or something, jump off the ship and use an updraft of wind to slow my fall. Otherwise, look out over the bow of the ship and look for interesting stuff.

Note to Self: PvP is a no-no (that was a 16, though... Did they just roll well on their saves?).

[Demonic Spoon]

(that was a 16, though... Did they just roll well on their saves?).

((I also got a 16 and you saw how much that helped me. Being too ambitious seems to mean autofailure no matter how good the roll. I didn't think simply making the ward more stable as well as making it bigger was too ambitious, but live and learn I guess.))

Omuz quietly stews in his failure, adding nothing to the conversation.

[Caellath]

Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)

Those guys do happen to be the bigger shots and the more ambitious the action, the less likely to work it is. Besides, you might've made your abilities a bit too encompassing so IO could be taking that in account.

Malacent's inbuilt imp-brand self-preservation instincts flared up when someone first decided to make Princess Blacktongue her own personal hurricane then pissed her off with some song about love - that seemed to be laced with magic judging by the captains' reaction. "So... How about the vote, huh? We need to get a decision before the ships run out of power."

[Nirur Torir]

((I'm pretty sure that not being eaten by an angry gorgon IS a good result for trying to use magical compulsion, in poor conditions and with no preparation, on the entire expedition.))

[Criptfeind]

Sjig was standing in the corner muttering to himself about the merits of the fourth location and how clearly only someone of his genius would be able to see how obvious they were when the captains started talking about the magic in the song. As the realization of the reality of the magic song crept into his mind his eyes narrowed in anger. Sjig turned and hissed though clenched yellow fangs towards Otto, his ears flatting against his skull and his fur bristling.

"Grah! Such an insult! Already the stabbing begins between people who once were thought to possibly have use too each other! An insult if you think my life is so little you violate me so and hope to live! If Sjig was the warlord of this attempt you would already be gutted and dried and fed to the workers instead of standing there and looking so deceptive as your life is spared!" Sjig said in a low voice, talking more slowly then usual, perhaps to be clearer, or perhaps in fury.

Shaking himself violently, as if to try shake the remains of the attack on his mind away. Then turns to Malacent.

"Yes yes! I agree that it should be decided soon! Although this one sees no merit in the idea of a false vote when our lives are already held so precariously in the claws of others and the lies of democracy would be lain so bare if we were to expend the effort to gather the unimportant opinions of almost three hundred people of no consequence! Instead simply decide with or without the flow of blood as needed for indeed the worst that could happen is the death of zero to three of the warlords of this mission which would certainly be a great loss to us all although we consider it unlikely an outcome for more then one to die when making such a decision yes!"

Turning to the three captains he continues.

"If the decision is so much at an impasse then this one will simply add their thoughts further in the support of our favored home in the hopes currying the required thoughts to decide in a favorable outcome from above! It seems the three desires of this expedition are for wretched danger and wondrous wealth and a certain freedom from the clutches of the overbearing homeland which will eventually spread it's gnarled fingers into every bakery product we try to create if given enough time and lack of distance! This one posits that the pit will provide the possibility of all three in not equal but also not insignificant amounts in ways that are obvious to me but the other locations lack in my eyes although with possibility that others are seeing of differing light! Adventure and danger are obvious for anyone to see and plain to think of if horrifying in their possibilities but reassuring in our responses" Sjig is gesturing to the gigantic Minotaur at this point "but the economic exploitation of the beasts within are greater then one might think as not only can their parts and whole be bred into valuable commodities but the labor of their muscles once they are properly broken and bred to our will can be great indeed in ways that are not limited to but include plowing of fields felling of trees breaking of rocks and building of buildings and will naturally allow our town to have a greater labor and thus output then its size may suggest! Is this not a useful economic advantage?" Sjig says, this time looking at Bollwheel "And last and not least but also not most but also possibly most but  not last is my thought that distances of what we consider are not enough for guarantied security from the meddling of greater but further warlords for indeed if we can go to a place three times on one trip as we are doing now anyone else can go at least once on one trip! Thus preparation of material and immaterial means to secure oneself from outsiders is more important ultimately then geographical distance and the defenseability of the location is second to none once we are safe ourselves from the violation of monsters! What force and lay a siege if their numbers are dwindled by assaults from wondering horrors! And what can offer better troops at the cost of no important lives then them monsters themselves once they are broken to our whims! Sjig says, facing towards the princess with his eyes slightly downcast.

"I will leave that ultimately though this one feels that no matter where we decide to go we should avoid the bulbous tree for there is no way to know how much of our desires for it are our own at this point." Sjig says as he shoots a glare at the kobold.

Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)

I realized like 1/3 of the way though writing this I had forgotten how to write as Sjig, and it's sorta gone from purposeful style to just really shitty run on sentences. Whoops. Ah well. I'll have to figure out if I can rechannel my paranoid rat abomination in the future. If I can't find a way to do it that leaves me happy I might just go to writing him as normal for me... Because it's honestly a little painful to read it like this for me when 'the joke' isn't there. Although I imagine it's always painful to read his writing to some people...

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Miya looks at Sjig.
That's what you think?.....i-it sounds fairly....reasonable i...guess.

[Criptfeind]

Sjig looks shocked at Miya for a moment before nodding vigorously.

"Yes yes yes yes! See this one agrees with my genius and intelligence and inteniousnessity though her own will unmodified by magical or non magical but still outside the bounds of what many consider normal such as conversations that don't include threats of physical or mental harm to oneself or ones most prized objects and living beings with no prior unpleasant or pleasant although with the existence of contact that is thought of but not guaranteed to be be of a neutral tone without the passing of aforementioned threats warnings ultimatums promises assurances declarations that I presume has not lead to a greater then normal coloration on her judgement in this matter!"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Sjig looks shocked at Miya for a moment before nodding vigorously.

"Yes yes yes yes! See this one agrees with my genius and intelligence and inteniousnessity though her own will unmodified by magical or non magical but still outside the bounds of what many consider normal such as conversations that don't include threats of physical or mental harm to oneself or ones most prized objects and living beings with no prior unpleasant or pleasant although with the existence of contact that is thought of but not guaranteed to be be of a neutral tone without the passing of aforementioned threats warnings ultimatums promises assurances declarations that I presume has not lead to a greater then normal coloration on her judgement in this matter!"

Miya nods along and seems to becoming energized by your words standing up and stroking her orb of happiness excitedly and in a joyful tone.
You talk a lot i-i like that ussaly p-people just kinda ignore me i-it feels n-nice
She rubs her head and her voice goes to a much more self loathing kind of tone.
.....Though i don't deserve t-that....i-im not good at anything a-and i try to be a g-good m-mage....b-but i fail all the time...and w-when i d-do succed i-i ussaly don't know why....i-im terrible at t-this stuff.