Think nothing of it, my friend. We're bound to run into misunderstandings sooner or later - I'm simply glad of the chance to amend my meaning.
And I must confess, you are right about that. Just as I think I have finished adjusting to camping, some other sound rattles me anew! It's a longer process than I might have first assumed, I suppose.
But it makes me wonder if there is any stimulation in the city to which I am accustomed, but you would not be.
Maybe so, but I would be lying if I said I was in a hurry to discover whatever that may be. Which I know is unbecoming of me. As former archdruid, I shouldn't shy away from discovering my limitations. How am I to be a role model and teacher to others, let alone a leader, if I avoid learning more about myself?
And yet I find that I hope, with the Oakfather's blessings, that I won't have to go close enough to any city to discover what I'm not accustomed to, especially one that frowns upon animals any larger than a small cat.
We all must meet the challenges arrayed before us in our own time. Rushing toward them will do nothing but cause you to stumble. I've every confidence that you will meet them with dignity and wisdom when the time comes.
[ ... ]
Although I am unhappy to say that our road will inevitably lead to Baldur's Gate.
I would be lying if I claimed otherwise. But, if I could manage swamps and bogs and things of that ilk, so I can manage Baldur's Gate. At least, that is what I tell myself. And I'm certain it is not the worst place that we could end up in.
There are surely better places, but - and perhaps it is personal bias which speaks through me - I think there are also worse places. I hope that I can show you some of my fondness for it, at least.
If naught else, I will do everything in my power to stay with you, should that help. Personal matters may briefly waylay me, but if I can be a comfort, then I will do all that I can.
I wouldn't want you to feel obligated to tend to me, and yet I know that you are not the sort of man who'd feel obligated by something like this. I suppose the only thing I can say is this - thank you.
I supposed there was some reason you favoured the trees! I might be tempted to take a page from your book and try it myself, though I fear that it would take quite a tree to comfortably sleep me.
I wonder if your nighttime visitors are as generous as mine have proven to be.
A worthy test of my dendrology skills, then, should the mood ever take me. Though perhaps it would be wise to ask Master Halsin to check my work before I start my climb.
You seem thoroughly used to this arrangement. Is it a habit fallen into out of traveling alone?
Praise Lathander and his chosen that I may be reminded of the day night cycle.
[ If she could text the eye roll, she would. Luckily Ines has a long held practice in not arguing doctrine unless asked. She'd rather write down all beliefs accurately before maybe writing her own book on Heresy Towards Loth, et al. ]
Mhm. That is the issue, sir. I wonder if your great storytellers in days of old felt they too could not capture what transpired around them. Truth can be stranger then the finest creation.
For example, rhyming "tadpole" in verse is difficult.
[ .....puts down device, gets up, sits down somewhere else with that to choke quietly before returning. ]
Thank you, Lae'zel. Truly.
[ To be honest about his appreciation for that small human kindness and her effort in bringing it to him, for just what those few words struck in his heart, would likely be to embarrass her.
But still, he's not about to let the moment pass by without some acknowledgement. ]
And I also thank you for your concern. You are a worthy friend, and I am more thankful every day that we met. [ failed step 1 ] It could be as you say, perhaps. But I am not sure that it could be as you say for me. She has been my all for so long, I struggle to imagine involving myself with someone who would not know her.
[Of being called out like this, that is. Of all this kindhearted sentiment. They are allies, yes. That does not make them friends, no matter how much Sir Godfrey may claim it.
Those sharp teeth of hers clench, an unpleasant warmth traveling through verdant skin. Lae'zel can feel her heart hardening once more as she reads the rest of his message. She supposes she should be grateful that Godfrey does not linger on the subject for long. A sharp exhale through upturned nostrils punctuates her reply.]
As I have said, you are a formidable ally. This is why I choose to fight among your ranks. That and the common goal we share. A cure. Do not lose sight of it.
But understand this as well, priest. There is no shame in desiring someone for yourself. Even if the one you pledged yourself to is no longer of this plane. But I will not tolerate indecision. The longer you remain distracted, the less use you will serve to me. Or your child. Or anyone.
[Man, these githyanki pep talks could really use some work, huh?]
Consider your options, then act. Or do nothing.
[Chk. Still not satisfying. Another quick sending.]
Do as you like. It is none of my concern.
[You were the one who started this whole interrogation in the first place, Lae'zel...]
My concern is entirely appropriate. I simply also have to worry on your behalf due to your own lack of self-preservation as you put yourself at the mercy of strange wizards with groin-exploding magic.
[ take some off of his plate once in awhile maybe, jeez ]
As much as I would truly like to direct the conversation elsewhere, I must now ask if undergarments are truly the target of this spell at all.
It seems that it simply affects [ How to write "scrote" in a Lathander-honouring way ] the nether regions, rather than targeting the garment itself.
You Paladins never offer us the opportunity to play with our words, do you?
Well, no matter, I suppose. Let me speak as plainly as I am able. Your friend carries knowledge of a certain part of the weave -- or to clarify, something that is like the weave but not. I wish to know what he knows.
[ He knows enough, of course, plenty of it. Probably very little would be different than what he has, but what Gale offers is the perspective of a scholar, and the ability to take information and draw conclusions. That is what Raphael wants. ]
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@goodbeary
Think nothing of it, my friend. We're bound to run into misunderstandings sooner or later - I'm simply glad of the chance to amend my meaning.
And I must confess, you are right about that. Just as I think I have finished adjusting to camping, some other sound rattles me anew! It's a longer process than I might have first assumed, I suppose.
But it makes me wonder if there is any stimulation in the city to which I am accustomed, but you would not be.
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And yet I find that I hope, with the Oakfather's blessings, that I won't have to go close enough to any city to discover what I'm not accustomed to, especially one that frowns upon animals any larger than a small cat.
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[ ... ]
Although I am unhappy to say that our road will inevitably lead to Baldur's Gate.
Does this play on your thoughts?
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If naught else, I will do everything in my power to stay with you, should that help. Personal matters may briefly waylay me, but if I can be a comfort, then I will do all that I can.
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@coupris
I supposed there was some reason you favoured the trees! I might be tempted to take a page from your book and try it myself, though I fear that it would take quite a tree to comfortably sleep me.
I wonder if your nighttime visitors are as generous as mine have proven to be.
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Trees are safer, that's all. And they are more resilient than you might imagine.
[A pause.]
Probably best to seek out hickory or oak in your case, regardless.
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You seem thoroughly used to this arrangement. Is it a habit fallen into out of traveling alone?
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[This is almost a joke. He's getting there.]
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@lolthsworn
Darkest night before brightest dawn, my Lady. Some of the greatest tales of heroism ever penned are such. I meant no insult.
[ you know yr boy is gonna flex his priest card at all provocations. ]
Tales taller than our truth? I fear you may not be able to capture such things. Their heads would surely vanish in the clouds.
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[ If she could text the eye roll, she would. Luckily Ines has a long held practice in not arguing doctrine unless asked. She'd rather write down all beliefs accurately before maybe writing her own book on Heresy Towards Loth, et al. ]
Mhm. That is the issue, sir. I wonder if your great storytellers in days of old felt they too could not capture what transpired around them. Truth can be stranger then the finest creation.
For example, rhyming "tadpole" in verse is difficult.
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[ thought bards were supposed to know about literary devices? whats with that ]
Is it really?
Tadpole... goal, stroll, cajole, patrol.
Control?
@chk
[ .....puts down device, gets up, sits down somewhere else with that to choke quietly before returning. ]
Thank you, Lae'zel. Truly.
[ To be honest about his appreciation for that small human kindness and her effort in bringing it to him, for just what those few words struck in his heart, would likely be to embarrass her.
But still, he's not about to let the moment pass by without some acknowledgement. ]
And I also thank you for your concern. You are a worthy friend, and I am more thankful every day that we met. [ failed step 1 ] It could be as you say, perhaps. But I am not sure that it could be as you say for me. She has been my all for so long, I struggle to imagine involving myself with someone who would not know her.
I suppose I have some thinking to do.
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Those sharp teeth of hers clench, an unpleasant warmth traveling through verdant skin. Lae'zel can feel her heart hardening once more as she reads the rest of his message. She supposes she should be grateful that Godfrey does not linger on the subject for long. A sharp exhale through upturned nostrils punctuates her reply.]
As I have said, you are a formidable ally. This is why I choose to fight among your ranks. That and the common goal we share. A cure. Do not lose sight of it.
But understand this as well, priest. There is no shame in desiring someone for yourself. Even if the one you pledged yourself to is no longer of this plane. But I will not tolerate indecision. The longer you remain distracted, the less use you will serve to me. Or your child. Or anyone.
[Man, these githyanki pep talks could really use some work, huh?]
Consider your options, then act. Or do nothing.
[Chk. Still not satisfying. Another quick sending.]
Do as you like. It is none of my concern.
[You were the one who started this whole interrogation in the first place, Lae'zel...]
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[ We all know the last thing Lae'zel would ever do is care. ]
Well, I think we have both well and truly had enough conversation about me.
Though perhaps whilst we're discussing our companions, we might discuss your thoughts on them.
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Very well.
What of them?
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I wanted to see if you had anything to say regarding your own.
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Could that be the source of tension you noticed?
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@vitrines
My concern is entirely appropriate. I simply also have to worry on your behalf due to your own lack of self-preservation as you put yourself at the mercy of strange wizards with groin-exploding magic.
[ take some off of his plate once in awhile maybe, jeez ]
As much as I would truly like to direct the conversation elsewhere, I must now ask if undergarments are truly the target of this spell at all.
It seems that it simply affects [ How to write "scrote" in a Lathander-honouring way ] the nether regions, rather than targeting the garment itself.
@narsinssist
[ yeah bud i bet you think its not so bad ]
You could say he does.
I do not know if you will not ask.
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Well, no matter, I suppose. Let me speak as plainly as I am able. Your friend carries knowledge of a certain part of the weave -- or to clarify, something that is like the weave but not. I wish to know what he knows.
[ He knows enough, of course, plenty of it. Probably very little would be different than what he has, but what Gale offers is the perspective of a scholar, and the ability to take information and draw conclusions. That is what Raphael wants. ]