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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 10, 2020 22:55:32 GMT
Like Beetlejuice or Bloody Mary, Nigel Thornheart apparently appeared from thin air whenever his name was said too many times.
"Count your lucky stars everyone, for today you get to trek through the wilderness with the Adventurer Extraordinaire himself! Now, remember, if you get lost that the jungle is nature's breadbasket. Almost everything is edible. Also, the brightest colored snakes are the least venomous. It's those dull boring little bastards you need to watch out for. Tally-ho!"
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 10, 2020 23:11:15 GMT
At first Silvia stared at the man she had thought a fabrication. She blinked and he was still there. "Thornheart," she whispered. Then she looked at him without the bravado some of her companions would remember. "I can't believe you're really real. All this time, I thought your books were just stories written by some little man in an office, but they're not. They're real, aren't they?"
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 10, 2020 23:42:03 GMT
“Every last word,” Nigel assured her, striking a heroic pose and flashing his unnervingly dazzling smile. “And I know, sometimes I can’t believe I’m real either.”
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 10, 2020 23:48:19 GMT
Silvia recognised a kindred spirit in the man before her. Here was someone with a bravado that surpassed even her own. She was troubled by the allegations laid against him, particularly as she had been enchanted by K'rull during their brief meeting, but as she was not in full possession of the facts, she knew it might all be some misunderstanding. Perhaps there was even jealousy involved. Ordinary people tended to be envious of heroes like herself and Thornheart.
She laughed at the latter comment, because it was obviously a joke. "I know the feeling," she said. "Sometimes, when I'm performing, I hear my voice and it sounds too good to be true."
She swept into a low bow, taking off her feathered hat with a flourish. "You can call me Silvia, but you probably know me as the Skylark of Bastion." Somehow, it never occurred to her that he would not know her name. "You already know the rest of our party." She was almost sure she had seen him speaking to Herneiros when their mission was revealed, and she knew he had sailed with the rest of the group.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 10, 2020 23:59:05 GMT
“And I’m the Dwarf of Madeup Land!” Isaak said. “You paying or no?”
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Post by Thalia Vedas on Jul 11, 2020 3:02:50 GMT
As soon as she heard Thordhearts voice she seriously considered getting off the boat and walking into the Sea, or at least walking alone into the jungle. She looked at Sylvia and was judging her really hard for her baseless and ridiculous hero worship, but this might serve to crush some dreams and she’d like to be here to see that, this way more people would be able to see what Nigel was.
“His stories were still written by some little man, you just got the office wrong.” She said to Sylvia, but looked to Tehol for his reaction.
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Post by Dr. Archimedes Steller on Jul 11, 2020 11:31:14 GMT
"Thornheart, you scoundrel! How dare you show up here after what you have done!" The tiny man ranted at the arrival of the adventurer. He shoved an old accusative finger at him. "Look at that fella, he looks like shit, doesn't he? Yeah, that's because you killed his pet."
So said the Archie, the protector of the innocent. That of course, until he made it about him.
"And that isn't event the worst to ruin MY experiment. Do you know how much it cost me to make that potion? And how much knowledge the death of Shrimpy made us lose." The old man went on. "This safari is, if anything, to forget that you are even in our omoany. Begone now, foul fiend!"
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Post by Thalia Vedas on Jul 11, 2020 13:27:46 GMT
Thalia didn’t think the old man saying Tehol sounding like shit was very helpful, but ignored that and got into the boat to let the psychopaths battle it out.
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 11, 2020 16:05:29 GMT
"The Skylark of Bastion herself!" Nigel said excitedly, knowing another such legend being featured in his next book would do wonders for sales. "Your voice is not the only thing too good to be true," he said, with an appreciative glance. "The voice of a siren and the body to match. I would wager men beg you for an encore on and off stage. Aha!"
"It is terribly rude to interrupt a conversation," Nigel replied to Thalia's barb, the irony of that statement completely lost on him. "We will both be happy to sign autographs for you when we're done."
He exhale a beleaguered sigh at Archie's bluster and gave Silvia an empathetic glance as if to say this was the burden of fame. He considered a long winded explanation that he had come down to commotion in the hold to find a shrimp monster rampaging, putting holes in the ship, and endangering the entire crew and expedition. He might have explained that Tehol inexplicably attempted to prevent him from neutralizing the threat and that he kindly responded with non-lethal force through a friendly punch in the mouth. Honestly, a glass jaw was a condition that should preclude anyone from an adventuring career. It was practically how they said hello in the Imperial Marines. He thought to ask what anyone else would have done when confronted with a mad clearly poorly trained pet attempting to make his innards into his outards, except fend it off as best they could. It was not as if he had been the one to decapitate the little gremlin.
Instead of saying any of this, he punched Archie in the face while keeping the majority of his attention still fully focused on Silvia.
(Unarmed 40)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 11, 2020 16:15:57 GMT
Nigel: 51
Archi: 48
The Skylark’s voice and figure have beguiled many men, and apparently even Nigel himself isn’t immune to the effect. His punch goes wide.
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 11, 2020 16:21:51 GMT
"Aha! Made you flinch," Nigel patted Archie on the shoulder, attempting to make the wide punch look intentional.
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Post by Dr. Archimedes Steller on Jul 11, 2020 16:23:24 GMT
"How dare you?!" Archie took a step back from Nigel, horrified at the openly violent response. "You attempt against the life of one of your fellow expedition companions?! How unprofessional, sir. But what could I expect from a ruffian such as you."
"I tried making nice. I joined this expedition despite my dislike of your person, all for the greater good. Yet this is how I am treated." Archie barked indignantly. "I will have some stern words with our employer once we are done here. In the meanwhile, I would recommend you stay out of my way, Nigel. Otherwise, there might be consequences that cannot be answered for."
"Come, Tehol! Do not get mixed with this... this... THIS... twat!"
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 11, 2020 16:33:47 GMT
Nigel remembered the days when a friendly punch in the face was not seen as an attempt on someone's life, but merely ending a sentence with an exclamation point instead of a period.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 11, 2020 16:53:59 GMT
There was something bizarre yet appealing about having a man she'd recently considered fictitious flirting with her, and Silvia was always inclined to look more favourably upon someone who recognised and admired her talent, and, perhaps the mighty Thornheart was even a fan? But...he was clearly not quite as heroic as his books portrayed him. Heroes didn't slay cute animals or punch old men in the face. Then again, this wasn't the right place for the old man to air his grievance.
"Stop it, both of you," she commanded. "We're going on safari, not brawling. If you don't stop I will comnand Isaak here to leave you both behind."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 11, 2020 16:56:46 GMT
Isaak turned to Silvia. “No refunds,” he grumbled.
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