Shattered Kingdoms : Strands of Fate [Game Thread]

[Stargate525]

[ic=Stris]Stris looks at his half-eaten sausage, then at his victim, then at the crow, who stares back. BUGGER OFF, it mentally shouts at the creature.

He glides down to the Dwarf, dropping the remains of the sausage in his lap before perching himself on the opposite side. I'm not hungry.[/ic]

[Higgs Boson]

[ic Kevkas] Kevkas shouts angrily, "Come back here!" and while sprinting after the figure, he prepares to cast Black Karma Curse once he gets in range (35 ft.). [/ic]
If Concnetraion check is needed:  [dice]1d20+8[/dice]  

[Poseptune]

[ic=Markas] Markas looks down at the tiny dragon as another man runs by squishing the dirty sausages. Yes you are, otherwise you wouldn't have taken it. Markas breaks about a third of the sausage off and gives it to the tiny dragon. This should be more that enough to fill your tiny belly.[/ic]

[MittenNinja]

[ic]Kevkas quickly bolts after the pickpocket attempting to gain some ground. About halfway across the square he feels something pull at his leg and goes tumbling to the ground. He looks up just in time to see the halfling dip into an alleyway, for a small folk she sure moves fast.

Markas kindly gives the tiny dragon a piece of sausage after the fiasco only to have a robed figure trip over him causing him to drop his food yet again. At least the sausages have some company now...[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Markas] Doesn't anyone watch where they are going in this city anymore? Markas asks as he watches another sausage roll across the dirt.[/ic]

[Higgs Boson]

[ic Kevkas]Kevk as stands up abrubtly, looks wildy around, then spots the dwarf. He says, "Sorrygottago" before running into the ally[/ic]
[ooc]Kevkas talking very fast will be denoted by the words not being separated by spaces and punctuation marks[/ooc]

[Stargate525]

[ic=Stris]You're wrong, Stris says, dropping the last bit of sausage into the Dwarf's hand, I did. You see this ring? He shows his forefinger, around which is wrapped a tiny ring, I don't need to sleep as long, and it keeps me hydrated and fed. I enjoy having a snack every now and then, but it's hard to convince a merchant to sell sausage to a pseudodragon.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Markas]Markas quickly shoves the piece into his mouth, before anything else can ruin his lunch. That's a pretty expensive thing for a little guy like yourself. You didn't steal that from somebody did you?[/ic]

[Stargate525]

[ic=Stris]This? What could I possibly steal it off of, a Pixie? Your great rings I'd would have to wear as a necklace. Stris climbs onto the dwarf's shoulder. You're not half bad. C'mon, lets go find someplace where you can get something better than a sausage.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ooc]Don't magic rings and clothes resize to fit the new owner?[/ooc]

[ic=Markas]Markas looks at Stris out the corner of his eye. Do you know of anything better than smoked Xian sausage? My father use to make the best sausage I ever tasted. Markas lifts his pack and puts it on the shoulder opposite of Stris. My name is Markas. Do you have a name, or should I call you theif? [/ic]

[MittenNinja]

[ic]After tripping over the dwarf in the market square, Kevkas rushes down to the alleyway where the thief escaped to. Upon reaching the entrance to the alley he realized that pursuit would probably be pointless now as the alleyway splits off into three different directions each of which could easily lead to numerous other side streets. If only he would have gotton a good look at her face...[/ic]

 [ooc]Yes they do, as do magical armors.[/ooc]

[Stargate525]

[ic=Stris]I know of something better than a dropped smoked sausage, yes. There's bound to be a tavern around here somewhere.

Stris looks a little surprised at the Dwarf's question. Many people have called me that, but I suppose my true name would be Athkor Taust. Those people that are my friends call me Stris.[/ic]


 [ooc]I had forgotten about the size-shifting, and considering neither did Stris, he must be telling the truth! ;)...[/ooc]

[Higgs Boson]

[ic Kevkas]Kevkas sighs, "Oh well, theres 10 gold down the drain." He decides to go get a drink and some food at the nearest tavern.[/ic]

[XXsiriusXX]

[ic=Thallin]
Thallin emerges from an alley and surveys the busy street in front of him. After adjusting the rough hemp cord holding his bedroll to his back, Thallin steps on to the road. Thallin weaves his way through the busy street as vendors try to sell him all kinds of exotic goods. Without breaking his stride, Thallin says 'Thanks, but no'.
In the distance, Thallin spots a small boy rummaging through a pile refuse, in an obvious attempt to find food. Walking over to the child, Thallin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a shiny read apple. The boy at first is apprehensible about taking the fruit, but Thallin assures the boy that it is safe. The boy quickly snatches the apple from his hand and runs off. A small smile comes across Thallin's face. turning back towards the street he continues his walk.  
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[MittenNinja]

[ic]Stris takes in his surroundings looking for a suitable spot for some refreshments and his eyes fall upon the Ogre's Stein Taphouse. The sign hanging above the double door entrance to the large dining hall wears the image of a drunken ogre holding a large stein of overflowing ale in one hand and giving a 'thumbs up' with the other. Stris and Markas enter the tavern just in time to see a dirty man in rags being tossed out of the establishment by a gnome and two ogres who must be the bouncers. Taking a seat at the bar a man finishes wiping out a glass with his rag and welcomes you, "I really hate having to throw people out, especially needy ones, but having beggars around is just bad for business. Anyways, what can I get ya?"

Thallian walks past the Ogre's Stein just in time to see a beggar in rags get literally tossed out into the street by a pair of exceptionally large bouncers. A gnome standing behind them steps out in front and yells out to him "How many times have we told you? Your kind isn't welcome here. Go somewhere else."

Kevkas turns back to the square and as he rounds a corner a dirty beggar bumbs into him nuttering to himself " Damn ruffians, who's to say that the great Ogre's Stein is above my presence..." not paying attention to where he is going he bumps into Kevkas, "mmfhmmm oh uh... sory sir, I didn't mean to uh... " Keeping his head down, the beggar hurries off into the streets. [/ic]