Exalted 3e: What Falls at Greyfalls (DB game) [IC]

[Rykon]

Manato's eyes gleamed in excitement to speak of his life's work. "Yes, that is correct! It is my dream for the mounts of the Exalted to depict the very dragonic nature that fuels our divinity, our very birthright! These perfected mounts would be capable of taking our Wyld Hunts not only to the sky, but also to the depths. I intend to weave alignment with all five elements into these creatures. Unfortunately I have a few roadblocks for performing the ritual still, one being expertise but also means." Manato paused to take another drink of his tea to warm his chilling core. "Hmm, the biggest being access to a catalyst for initiating the transformation of enough specimens to create a stable species. I suspect I'd need the blood of a powerful moon mad Anathema or a demesne steeped in the Moon's energy. Both are ventures not undertaken lightly."

 

[jaydude]

Zunoh grinned at Manato's excitement for his project. "I'm still close to my own simhata, but as a military man, I'm certainly interested in the potential applications for such beasts. The flight and fire-breathing alone would be of use in battlefield maneuverability, and clearing away enemies in fortified positions, such as the tops of fortified walls. Especially if their hides were toughened enough to resist arrows."

He then sported a thoughtful look. "Tomorrow I'm planning to review the military and strategic position of Greyfalls and its territories, in relation to the surrounding lands and dominions within them. Would you like to join me? We can perhaps look into whether there are any suitable demenses nearby."

 

[Sherwood]

Mnemon Larissa

She listens with interest to the exchange between Manato and this Zunoh fellow, not knowing much about the details of breeding flame-breathing Claw Striders. "Please, pardon my interruption, but this sounds quite intriguing. Would you object if I came along to review some of the territories? I would like to learn more of Greyfalls and the surrounding area, and, to be honest, I have nothing else planned for the morrow and this sounds quite interesting to learn more of the idea of breeding these Claw Striders for use by our forces."

With a sudden start, she then says, "My pardon! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mnemon Larissa, a new arrival in the city last night."

 

[jaydude]

Zunoh smiled, giving a deferential nod to the older and female Exalt. "Welcome to Greyfalls. And yes, you are free to join me as well. Although I will largely be looking at areas outside the Realm's control and authority."

 

[Psychie]

Lugara looked over the Cathak. "The Anathema do have a knack for such things dont they." He said. When he looked over the scars, the ones he could see, it wasn't a desecration of beauty that he thought a out. No, scars meant something deeper. "But you survived." He said with a smile. "The only mark you have revieved, shows your determination to do just that. Though I am sorry to hear about your family, though if it wasn't for you and them, I can only imagine how many more that Anathema would have killed. I do not know them, but I shall look upon their memory fondly."




Lugara drew his attention back to the sword. "I thought the same. I am attuned, it or at least, I have tried. I am wary to rush into throwing more of my essence into a gift from one of them. There is something very potent about this artifact. It has an aura about it like I haven't felt with any artifact I have handled before."

Lugara removed the Daiklave and set it on the table to inspect. Running his hand along the white jade scabbard. "However, it is not useless even at it is now. Even within the scabbard, its balance is remarkable. It moves as if it were naked. A strike from the scabbard could crack a skull as easily as slice it in half."

"However, until I recover, my use if it is limited. And with one arm now, there is much about my style and form that I need to adjust and re learn."

Psychie

Cathak Alys

Looking at the one armed man, Alys says, "Well, I may not be the most nimble out there, but my technique with a blade is unparalleled. If you would like, I would be willing to help spar and train with you, to aid you in getting used to your new center of balance and the way that you will have to adjust your stance. You would not be the first person that I have taught the art of the blade. Interested?"

 

[D. Rex]

The Peleps thought about it. On one hand, having someone to train with would be a lot more work than he was expecting on doing. But still on that one hand(because it was his only one) it would also be a lot more effective as that practicing under duress would show him where his defenses had really opened up. Ultimately, a partner outweighed the negatives.

"That would be most kind of you. And would be greatly appreciated. I have little to offer in return but a favor and good company. I would be glad to offer both " He said in earnest thanks.

"How one handles their blade tells a lot about a person. And I am very curious to what I shall say about you." He mused.

"Now, it is a colder here. But that may just be me. Perhaps we can head to a warm hearth, as we wait for the festivities tonight. That is, if you have nothing more pressing to do at the moment. And if you are attending, yourself."

Psychie

 

[Rykon]

Manato nodded, "I'd be happy to join you both. Is there anything else either of you wish to know about the project?" He stopped to finish the cup of tea he had poured while he let the question settle. Many thought his project rather fanciful, or amusing. He wasn't used to many taking genuine interest in what it actually took to bring this revolution about, nor what it might look like if successful.

 

[jaydude]

Zunoh would nod. "Assuming that you have such a catalyst, do you have any idea how long it would take before you could transform enough creatures to breed from?"

 

[Red Shadow Claws]

As you exit into the city, you can see four Air Aspects high in the sky, conducting a ritual that seems to be the source of this unnatural cold.
But the day isn't long, and soon, the festivities begin.
In the main square, and in smaller squares around the city, roaring fires are started, and the people gather to share food, drinks, and to give thanks to the gods, so that the year will end well, and once Calibration ends, the next year will be much better.

The Dragon-Blooded generally leave the populace alone for this festival, as they start gathering at the Satrap's palace for their own festivities.
The palace is wreathed in snow, brought about by the sorcerer's, and is lit up with a plethora of lamps, set up so that there are numerous shadows about.

 

[jaydude]

Befitting a disciplined military man, Zunoh would arrive at the palace impeccably groomed and wearing another formal cheongsam, this one made from silk as black and shiny as onyx. As he approached the doors and stepped through, he would look around to both check his bearings, and see if there was anyone of importance nearby.

 

[Psychie]

Cathak Alys

With the snow coming down, Alys is half tempted to call her armor back, just to help keep her warm. "I'm not used to these chilly temperatures. I'm glad that this doesn't occur every day. I'd freeze my tits off."

 

[Sherwood]

Mnemon Larissa

The Immaculate Monk makes sure that before she goes to the palace, her robes are pristine and her hair and make-up is done well. Just because she is not very interested in the social scene does not mean that she does not wish to make a good impression on her peers as she enters.

 

[jaydude]

Psychie
"You must have never been to the North, if you think this temperature cold enough for that." Zunoh would say with a polite smile as he approached Alys, recalling a previous campaign against the Icewalker tribes.

He would then clear his throat and introduce himself to her with a small bow of deference. He might be the one in the garrison here, but she was female, and a few years older than him, as far as he knew. "Tepet Zunoh, of the Greyfalls Garrison." he said. "May I be permitted to escort you inside?" he then asked.

 

[D. Rex]

Lugara smiled at her words,"We cant have that. Would truly be a shame." He said to Alys in her response to the cold.

And cold it was indeed. He was! Thankfully, layered. Though the chill was still not pleasant, after a side stop for a black velvet cloak with fur lining from his room, it did feel a bit better. If his fortitude wasnt in such a weakened state, then he would likely have the constitution to ignore it. Martial arts training did have its perks. Sometimes.


At the interception by the Tepet, he gave the man a polite nod and turned to the well endowed Cathak. "Lady Alys, I have a few things I must attend to. But I do hope that we get to meet again soon. Before the party is over, perhaps."


He would accept her offer. But right now he wanted to find one of the Immaculate Monks. One that hopefully wasnt going to be so hard headed as to disallow a a curious mind of a fellow school member.

And a curious mind it was. With the Immaculates above creating the cold and the wind. And odd festivity, but not an unpleasant one. He did love the snow. It was quite. But it did make him all wonder the Immaculate Orders heavy presence here. (Not that he minded, he did respect them greatly). Mostly because they were keeping hush hush a a landmark that was in plain sight. The manse. And the demesne. A titillating riddle. One he hoped he didn't get his head chopped off for. Oh well! A Peleps never did give up until satisfied.

 

[Rykon]

Manato stood by the entrance, dressed in a fine coat and trousers, greeting guests as they arrived. With the host being one of his own house, he figured a personal touch from her kin was appropriate. It was rather a shame that the Satrap seemed to have lost her taste for attending, though one could not fault the effort or expense she went to for her celebrations.

At the sight of Lugara and Alys he found himself curious at their scars, "Welcome friends, were you involved in that recent Wyld Hunt everyone's been talking about? I heard there were some rather gruesome injuries but I hadn't heard of how they were doing. I hope this day finds you well."

 

[Psychie]

Psychie
"You must have never been to the North, if you think this temperature cold enough for that." Zunoh would say with a polite smile as he approached Alys, recalling a previous campaign against the Icewalker tribes.

He would then clear his throat and introduce himself to her with a small bow of deference. He might be the one in the garrison here, but she was female, and a few years older than him, as far as he knew. "Tepet Zunoh, of the Greyfalls Garrison." he said. "May I be permitted to escort you inside?" he then asked.

Cathak Alys

With a respectful bow, she offers up a smile to Zunoh. "Such a gentlemen, to offer up your arm to me! I thank you, kind sir. I am Cathak Alys, and I am pleased to meet you. And to answer your statement, yes, I have been up north before, but luckily, my armor has magics on it that keep the cold at bay as I am in the midst of my Hunts."

 

[jaydude]

Giving Lugara a friendly nod of his own, Zunoh would smile and offer his arm up to Alys. "A shikari, are you? You must have some interesting tales from your previous hunts. Perhaps we can share stories once inside, as well as a dance or two."

Assuming she was okay with it, the two of them would walk arm-in-arm into the palace, Zunoh returning Manato's greeting as he passed the Wood Aspect.

 

[D. Rex]

At Manato's inquiry, Lugara raised his hand. "That was I. And sadly, only I." It was curious to him how far the news was spreading. But the cool curiosity did turn to warmth. That even across houses, they did still care. Or, at the least, pretended to show it.

Lugara let out a chuckle, letting Manato know that he was in good spirits."I am doing much better. And have actually been able to stretch my legs for the first time in a week. This event making it all the better."

Rykon

 

[Psychie]

Cathak Alys

"I may not be much for dancing, but I will happily dive into the local brews and give them a taste test! At that point, I may be drunk enough to not care!" She gives the men with her a smile.

 

[Sherwood]

Mnemon Larissa

Moving gracefully in her robes, Larissa will slowly take in the room full of Exalts, measuring them up and keeping an eye out for Manato. He owes her a dance, after all.

 

[Red Shadow Claws]

The grand hall is lavishly decorated, with lanterns, and more snow, and ice-carved statues. And on the dias, sits the Satrap. She might be over 100 years old, but she has the body of a 20-something year old, and her green and blue dress is shimmering, and leaving little to the imagination. In the hall itself, it seems as if all of the Dragon-Blooded of Greyfalls have gathered, there being more than 30 of them present.

The tables are laden with all sorts of foods, some from home, and others exotic, whether from the neighboring areas, or even from far out west. And of course, pitchers of exotic brews, from beers to wines, and other strong beverages are all intermingled together to create a cacophony of smells, tastes, and sights to bewilder the eye.

 

[Rykon]

In response to Lugara, Manato placed a hand on his shoulder. "I am sorry for your loss brother, but I see that you wear the scars of your courage proudly and in good spirit. For that, you have my gratitude and respect. Few within the Realm have given as much of themselves as you have in service of our divine legacy. Please, if there is anything I can do to help as a friend or physician, do stop by my manor. If nothing else, I would like to hear of your tales. Your insight into our old enemies would be appreciated." He offered with a comforting smile and nod. "Ah, I forget my manners. I am Cynis Manato. I'm no one of import here really, but I count medicine among my talents."

Manato was toward the front of the hall, wine in one hand as he shook hands with the other, continuing to make small talk as other guests arrived. When he eventually saw Larissa, he met her eyes with a smile and invited her to join the conversation with a gesture. Probably best not to call attention to someone not fond of parties like this, he reasoned. Still, she could be the envy of many ladies here if she chooses to be. It might actually be fun to see some of them get so frustrated.

"I'm glad to see you here Larissa. I see you don't have an escort tonight, would you mind granting me the honor?" Manato asked with a polite bow.
Sherwood

 

[jaydude]

Cathak Alys

"I may not be much for dancing, but I will happily dive into the local brews and give them a taste test! At that point, I may be drunk enough to not care!" She gives the men with her a smile.

Zunoh grinned at those words. "Perhaps I should join you there instead."

 

[D. Rex]

Lugara nodded at Manato and gave him a sincere smile. "Thank you. I am hardly a hero, but your kind words mean a lot. And I may visit tomorrow, should our times permit. I do, after need to ensure I am fit to be active again." Or better yet, an excuse not to he active. "And I would be happy to discuss anything you would like to know. Company is always a pleasure, Doctor Manato."

"As well, I am Peleps Lugara Kiro. As well a man of little import." He watched the mans eyes drift to that of the frame of quite the cute woman. Lugara smiled. "Don't restrict yourself to my company on my account. There is too much of the night to enjoy without being tied to me. After all, I do believe there are some fine cheeses and exotic fruits calling my name." And also a potentially amiable Immaculate to find. By the Lady Satrap perhaps. Or among some other clusters of guests.

Rykon Sherwood

 

[Sherwood]

"I'm glad to see you here Larissa. I see you don't have an escort tonight, would you mind granting me the honor?" Manato asked with a polite bow.

Mnemon Larissa

When approached by Manato, Larissa offers up her arm to her fellow Exalt with a wide smile. "You are a charmer! I would be honored to have you at my side, my good sir! Perhaps you could do me the honor of introducing me around? I suppose it is a necessary evil that I must embrace." She says the last with a slight laugh, trying to lighten her mood.