"I warned you this might happen. This isn't my fault, I told you we shouldn't try to sell dragon's blood to laymen. It's too dangerous and unpredictable. This is worse than the Phoenix feathers, egg perfume, and the troll powder combined. One of these days your hoof-brained ideas are going to get me killed. And the jury is still out on today!"
The kobold pulls the boxing glove off the bamboo tube, and it comes with a metal rod that was apparently inside the bamboo. He then drops both pieces down into the wagon and finally takes notice of the halfling.
"Watch your step halfling those fires are not illusory. We are not responsible for the customer's stupidity, and I am all out of burn healing ointment. If you burn your feet I am not going to give you a ride home."
The kobold pulls the boxing glove off the bamboo tube, and it comes with a metal rod that was apparently inside the bamboo. He then drops both pieces down into the wagon and finally takes notice of the halfling.
"Watch your step halfling those fires are not illusory. We are not responsible for the customer's stupidity, and I am all out of burn healing ointment. If you burn your feet I am not going to give you a ride home."
I will not explode! Thilga tried desperately as he continued to be drug around, fires still starting up anywhere and everywhere.
Then there was a halfling and an elf. Terrific.
Thilga, as strong as he was, couldn't break free of the pony-woman's grasp, and so he resigned himself to be dragged around until she let him go. His arms fell limp and his legs stopped kicking, waiting for the potent effects of the chewy to wear off.
Then there was a halfling and an elf. Terrific.
Thilga, as strong as he was, couldn't break free of the pony-woman's grasp, and so he resigned himself to be dragged around until she let him go. His arms fell limp and his legs stopped kicking, waiting for the potent effects of the chewy to wear off.
(Ja, sorry about that xP)
Kori just raised an eyebrow, watching more fires popping up in random places. It was quite odd, but it was rather fascinating, and he needed to see if he could go pick Crysor's pockets and buy some of this stuff. Spontaneous cumbustion was quite a good thing in his opinion.
"I'll be careful," the hobbit promised, stepping around a fire that had cropped up at his feet to prove his point. "This would be a good practical joke to play on someone. Where do I get this?"
Crysor would've smacked his smaller companion had he not been having difficulties of his own, namely trying not to get squashed by the panicked pony. It seemed determined to escape (and he couldn't blame it) but he doubted the owners of it would appreciate it if he let the little equine escape.
Honestly though, he'd appreciate some help.
Kori just raised an eyebrow, watching more fires popping up in random places. It was quite odd, but it was rather fascinating, and he needed to see if he could go pick Crysor's pockets and buy some of this stuff. Spontaneous cumbustion was quite a good thing in his opinion.
"I'll be careful," the hobbit promised, stepping around a fire that had cropped up at his feet to prove his point. "This would be a good practical joke to play on someone. Where do I get this?"
Crysor would've smacked his smaller companion had he not been having difficulties of his own, namely trying not to get squashed by the panicked pony. It seemed determined to escape (and he couldn't blame it) but he doubted the owners of it would appreciate it if he let the little equine escape.
Honestly though, he'd appreciate some help.
Cavalia danced in place. She was in quite the pickle -- there was a man on fire clasped under her arms, but now there was a mark victim chump customer approaching asking to buy some of her wares!
"These are Cavalia's miracle chews, guaranteed to -- ah.. HOLD ON JUST A MOMENT!" And with that she takes off galloping, Thilga crushed under one arm and along for the ride. In a matter of minutes, she reaches the river that runs outside of town, and goes plunging in up to her haunches. At the same time, she flings Thilga away from her toward the center of the river, in the hopes of either extinguishing his flaming head or perhaps controlling the blast when he explodes (as she fears he might) by having him under water when it happens.
"These are Cavalia's miracle chews, guaranteed to -- ah.. HOLD ON JUST A MOMENT!" And with that she takes off galloping, Thilga crushed under one arm and along for the ride. In a matter of minutes, she reaches the river that runs outside of town, and goes plunging in up to her haunches. At the same time, she flings Thilga away from her toward the center of the river, in the hopes of either extinguishing his flaming head or perhaps controlling the blast when he explodes (as she fears he might) by having him under water when it happens.
Skag looks like he was going to happily let Cavalia do the sales pitch, and sighs unfortunately when she runs off. “Those are Miracle Chews, as Cavalia so colorfully calls them. They are created using my secret recipe from Dragon's blood, wyvern poison, chimera saliva and a variety of proprietary components. The distillation process removes the toxicity from the components and makes it safe for most humanoid consumption. I have no idea what that guy's problem was, he ate it and just started coughing up fireballs. He then drank a dozen potions of assorted flavors(all his own mind you), and Cavalia is seeing to it that his imminent explosion does not detonate the rest of our wares.” Skag's voice is fast and precise, but has very little flare to it. Clearly Cavalia is the sales-pony.
“I cannot guarantee you would also spit fireballs upon eating one, in fact I consider it highly unlikely. They do, however provide you with all the energy you'll need for a long day of hard work, in the palm of your hand.”
“I cannot guarantee you would also spit fireballs upon eating one, in fact I consider it highly unlikely. They do, however provide you with all the energy you'll need for a long day of hard work, in the palm of your hand.”
"Oh," the halfling replied, sounding a bit disappointed. "Is there anything that will make me spit fireballs?" It sounded like fun, and he liked fire, so how could this possibly go wrong? Crysor wasn't here to stop him either, so why not have a little fun? The elf couldn't begrudge him that.
Consulting his friend never even crossed his mind. Crysor was in immense party pooper and would just tell him no (well, as well as you can tell someone when you don't talk).
He was determined to get something flammable now, even if Crysor killed him for it. Although, considering how Thilga was flaming and that wasn't even supposed to be one of the side effects, the elf may not have to kill him himself.
Consulting his friend never even crossed his mind. Crysor was in immense party pooper and would just tell him no (well, as well as you can tell someone when you don't talk).
He was determined to get something flammable now, even if Crysor killed him for it. Although, considering how Thilga was flaming and that wasn't even supposed to be one of the side effects, the elf may not have to kill him himself.
(So sorry, guys. Haven't had much RP opportunity recently.)
Thilga found himself being dragged around again, this time to be flung into the middle of a river.
That was fine, but his head was still on fire. Thilga willed himself to be extinguished once more, and sat cross-legged.
Still underwater, he focused hard (which was difficult considering) and tried to put the fires out.
... No such luck. By now there was quite a commotion, and Thilga wanted to explode as much as Skagdug believed that he would.
... Would it convince you that I can't explode if I stay here for a minute or two?
Thilga found himself being dragged around again, this time to be flung into the middle of a river.
That was fine, but his head was still on fire. Thilga willed himself to be extinguished once more, and sat cross-legged.
Still underwater, he focused hard (which was difficult considering) and tried to put the fires out.
... No such luck. By now there was quite a commotion, and Thilga wanted to explode as much as Skagdug believed that he would.
... Would it convince you that I can't explode if I stay here for a minute or two?
You are on: Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trick or treat: Cavalia the ponytaur
Moderators: Mina, Keke, Cass, Claine, Sanne, Dragonfire, Ilmarinen, Darth_Angelus