Post by Andre on Apr 18, 2011 10:13:18 GMT -5
(Primary actors in this story :
Rin, kenku (kenku being a race of bird-men) and future bard
Veslaun, Rin's mother, obviously also a kenku
Rin's father also a kenku - Rin help me out I don't think we came up with a name for him )
Zane, human ranger ... he looks young, perhaps 18, 19 years old ?
The place : Khalkist mountians not too far from the city of Sanction
The time: 335 AC, sixteen years prior to the "present time" start of the campaign )
Zane wore an uncharacteristically grim expression on his face as he slowly, steadily climbed up the mountains of Khalkist... the rumors he'd heard about were... unsettling.. to say the least... perhaps the most difficult thing about the whole affair was being laughed at to his face over and over again.. " Dragons? What are you, four ? There's no such THING as dragons ! Kender tales ! "
(Zane if you're not familiar with kender see
www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Kender_~3.5_version~_(3.5e_Race)
EVERYONE in the campaign world knows what kender are, assume Zane does as well (everyone also knows to watch their belongings around a kender lest it end up in the kender's pockets - and Zane has already run into kender in the past as you mentioned in your background write up for him .. " kender tales" is a way of saying something is a made up, unbelievable story - something only a kender would say in other words)
How could you get at the truth of the matter if no one regarded it as truth to begin with? Though perhaps this was a good sign... if a dragon had indeed made an appearance around here Zane would have been hearing entirely different stories.
Perhaps it was nothing more than a kender tale after all.. the last dragons to show their face in the world ... or their "true" forms anyways.. had been 1300 years ago... what would bring the chromatic dragons back now of all times? Still, the rumors had been troubling enough for Zane to make a trip, far far away from Solace, to investigate.
Zane grabbed hold of the ledge and levered himself up.. then blinked in surprise... it was a nice enough looking home but - who would bother to build a cottage this far up in the mountains?
" Aintak Rinata Velasun you get back here this INSTANT ! " shouted a voice ... Zane's feeling of dislocation intensified as what could only be described as a small half-bird half-man.. humanoid in shape but with black feathers and what looked like a raven's head except big enough to be in proportion to the rest of his body - ran outside the cottage, naked .... it looked tiny - about the size of a one , one and a half year old human toddler perhaps? It was clutching several pastries in it's claws... the baby bird-man turned his head towards the cottage and stuck his tongue out at it blowing a loud raspberry towards the scolding voice in reply.. the toddler then proceeded to toss all the pastries up in the air, neatly catching them with his beak and swallowing them whole... the toddler then turned beady black eyes on Zane, watching him with great interest but no apparent fear.
Zane thought he knew of every race on Krynn but this was a first even for him... " What in the ABYSS? " Zane wondered aloud...
The toddler cocked his head to one side like ... well, like a bird... looked at Zane.. and repeated to Zane in a perfect mimicry of Zane's voice right down to the inflection " What in the ABYSS ? "
" Huh... you look raven but that's more like parrot behavior to me " said Zane thoughtfully...
" Huh ... you look raven but that's more like parrot behavior to me " repeated the toddler, again an exact mimicry of Zane's voice.. almost as if Zane was listening to himself.
" But even parrots can't mimic someone else's voice that perfectly.. what are you little one? " mused Zane.
" But even parrots can't mimic someone else's voice that perfectly... what are you.. buttface?" repeated the toddler, still in Zane's voice... Zane blinked again in surprise then regarded the toddler suspiciously.. the toddler regarded Zane with an innocent expression then pecked Zane sharply on the arm saying " Pastries "
" What? No , I don't have any pastries "
" PASTRIES " insisted the toddler.. this time there was a painfully sharp peck to Zane's knee
" OUCH ! Damn it I already said , I don't have any pastries ! "
" PASTRIES ! "
Zane abruptly grew silent as voices emerged again from the little cottage.. the scolding voice from before again.. it sounded female... " Rin you get back here right NOW ! " ...
" Let him have his reward " chuckled another voice, male... " I've never SEEN a one and a half year old pull that off ! Got all the way up to the counter, used all your kitchen tools to pry open the lock... we've got a little genius on our hands ... say, why are we speaking in Common anyways?"
" Rin needs to learn the outsider tongue, you know that " scolded the female voice.. " Oh, right ! " said the male voice in sudden abrupt realization... " I'll go get the little tyke... in the meantime you should make some more pastries"... the female voice spluttered in outrage... there was the sound of sharp.. claws? rapping on the floor growing near.. apparently the male was about to exit the cottage .. both the male and female .... presumably this " Rin's " father and mother.. had been hidden from Zane's eyes so far by the cottage but... looking at the toddler before him still irritatedly pecking Zane's leg... it would appear Zane was hearing the sound of the larger bird-man's clawed feet on the floor of his cottage.
The larger bird-man was about to emerge from the cottage any moment.. what to do, what to do ?
(this is a thread where we'll have to wait for blahness98/Zane to post but " baby Rin" can feel free to post away in the meantime if he likes )
Rin, kenku (kenku being a race of bird-men) and future bard
Veslaun, Rin's mother, obviously also a kenku
Rin's father also a kenku - Rin help me out I don't think we came up with a name for him )
Zane, human ranger ... he looks young, perhaps 18, 19 years old ?
The place : Khalkist mountians not too far from the city of Sanction
The time: 335 AC, sixteen years prior to the "present time" start of the campaign )
Zane wore an uncharacteristically grim expression on his face as he slowly, steadily climbed up the mountains of Khalkist... the rumors he'd heard about were... unsettling.. to say the least... perhaps the most difficult thing about the whole affair was being laughed at to his face over and over again.. " Dragons? What are you, four ? There's no such THING as dragons ! Kender tales ! "
(Zane if you're not familiar with kender see
www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Kender_~3.5_version~_(3.5e_Race)
EVERYONE in the campaign world knows what kender are, assume Zane does as well (everyone also knows to watch their belongings around a kender lest it end up in the kender's pockets - and Zane has already run into kender in the past as you mentioned in your background write up for him .. " kender tales" is a way of saying something is a made up, unbelievable story - something only a kender would say in other words)
How could you get at the truth of the matter if no one regarded it as truth to begin with? Though perhaps this was a good sign... if a dragon had indeed made an appearance around here Zane would have been hearing entirely different stories.
Perhaps it was nothing more than a kender tale after all.. the last dragons to show their face in the world ... or their "true" forms anyways.. had been 1300 years ago... what would bring the chromatic dragons back now of all times? Still, the rumors had been troubling enough for Zane to make a trip, far far away from Solace, to investigate.
Zane grabbed hold of the ledge and levered himself up.. then blinked in surprise... it was a nice enough looking home but - who would bother to build a cottage this far up in the mountains?
" Aintak Rinata Velasun you get back here this INSTANT ! " shouted a voice ... Zane's feeling of dislocation intensified as what could only be described as a small half-bird half-man.. humanoid in shape but with black feathers and what looked like a raven's head except big enough to be in proportion to the rest of his body - ran outside the cottage, naked .... it looked tiny - about the size of a one , one and a half year old human toddler perhaps? It was clutching several pastries in it's claws... the baby bird-man turned his head towards the cottage and stuck his tongue out at it blowing a loud raspberry towards the scolding voice in reply.. the toddler then proceeded to toss all the pastries up in the air, neatly catching them with his beak and swallowing them whole... the toddler then turned beady black eyes on Zane, watching him with great interest but no apparent fear.
Zane thought he knew of every race on Krynn but this was a first even for him... " What in the ABYSS? " Zane wondered aloud...
The toddler cocked his head to one side like ... well, like a bird... looked at Zane.. and repeated to Zane in a perfect mimicry of Zane's voice right down to the inflection " What in the ABYSS ? "
" Huh... you look raven but that's more like parrot behavior to me " said Zane thoughtfully...
" Huh ... you look raven but that's more like parrot behavior to me " repeated the toddler, again an exact mimicry of Zane's voice.. almost as if Zane was listening to himself.
" But even parrots can't mimic someone else's voice that perfectly.. what are you little one? " mused Zane.
" But even parrots can't mimic someone else's voice that perfectly... what are you.. buttface?" repeated the toddler, still in Zane's voice... Zane blinked again in surprise then regarded the toddler suspiciously.. the toddler regarded Zane with an innocent expression then pecked Zane sharply on the arm saying " Pastries "
" What? No , I don't have any pastries "
" PASTRIES " insisted the toddler.. this time there was a painfully sharp peck to Zane's knee
" OUCH ! Damn it I already said , I don't have any pastries ! "
" PASTRIES ! "
Zane abruptly grew silent as voices emerged again from the little cottage.. the scolding voice from before again.. it sounded female... " Rin you get back here right NOW ! " ...
" Let him have his reward " chuckled another voice, male... " I've never SEEN a one and a half year old pull that off ! Got all the way up to the counter, used all your kitchen tools to pry open the lock... we've got a little genius on our hands ... say, why are we speaking in Common anyways?"
" Rin needs to learn the outsider tongue, you know that " scolded the female voice.. " Oh, right ! " said the male voice in sudden abrupt realization... " I'll go get the little tyke... in the meantime you should make some more pastries"... the female voice spluttered in outrage... there was the sound of sharp.. claws? rapping on the floor growing near.. apparently the male was about to exit the cottage .. both the male and female .... presumably this " Rin's " father and mother.. had been hidden from Zane's eyes so far by the cottage but... looking at the toddler before him still irritatedly pecking Zane's leg... it would appear Zane was hearing the sound of the larger bird-man's clawed feet on the floor of his cottage.
The larger bird-man was about to emerge from the cottage any moment.. what to do, what to do ?
(this is a thread where we'll have to wait for blahness98/Zane to post but " baby Rin" can feel free to post away in the meantime if he likes )