Titan: Shrugs and just dumps the coins she'd already counted into Jack's hands, then dumps a fuck ton more gold and silver there as well. The ammount she'd poured into Jack's hands didn't even make a dent in the ammount of gold and silver in the bag. I think you'll find that more than sufficient.
Jack: Blinks, then nods and hands Titan the belt. He then starts gathering the coins in a pouch that seems much to small to hold all of the money. But, after a minute, all the coins go into the tiny pouch without disturbing it. I suppose that is indeed more than enough. Thank you. Anyone else care for some jewelry?
Titan: Grins and takes the belt, looping it around her waist once, twice, three times, settling her black jeans low on her hips, the belt keeping them from falling. She touches one edge of the belt and grins: razor sharp. Thank you! She hugs the Halfling, then skips away to show off her belt to Grace, who had appeared in the distance, looking amused.
(What happened here, lmao?!)
Jack: Smiles, chuckling a bit at the hug, then watches her leave. He then wanders around, looking for anyone willing to buy something.
On’nyosh: In the distance next to Grace. Don’t trust that fucking con-artist! He might make some good jewelry, but that’s not all he does!
Jack: Conveniently vanishes before anyone can question him.
(A lot, lmao!)
(What Anastasia said, lol.)
Titan: Cocks her head to the side, watching On'nyosh with a child-like curiosity. Yeah? Like what?
Grace: Sighs at her child's antics and grasps her hand. The child squeezes Grace's hand back, and her hand shows no sign of damage to it. I am curious, I must say. The light envelopes them once more, and all three disappear once more.
On’nyosh: He’s a fucking two-faced con-artist. He overprices shit like a madman, and likes to add magical trackers. Ask me how I know. I bought a ring from him once, and that bastard followed me! He continues to rant even after they leave.
Aiden: Watches all of this curiously Huh, so that's On'nyosh.
Titan: Looks at A.J. with some amusement The seconds before are what I'm talking about.
AJ: Well then. turns to Shai How long?
Shai: snickers Oh, yes, poor ikkle snowflake can't possibly drag someone down quickly enough, if he can at all. pauses Depends on the Seafarer, I guess. Owen definitely can't drag someone down without drawing attention. Ditto for Caleb. It also depends on the size, but if it were me and a kid, I could have them down in… one minute, for the kid to see me as an eel and be fascinated. Another thirty seconds or so for them to come closer for a better look. Another twenty seconds to have them down in the photic zone, less if they're practically touching the water's edge. Kids are almost always in the background anyway, and if there weren't parents, nobody would even notice.
Aiden: Looks mortified What in the actual hell?!
Leo: Drowning people isn't nice!
Leo: And if there was siblings there, somebody would definitely notice.
Leo: Or anyone else!
Shai: shrugs AJ asked. That was my most educated guess.
Another person gets chucked in. I'm getting a little frantic now.
The boy: Waves at everyone, grinning Hello! Who are you?
(Yeah, I have a ton of characters, but they’re all so specific, so I don’t know how to fit most of them in a chat like this)
A mysterious, tall, pale-skinned individual walks into the chat. His eyes glow a dim blue and his feet are insectile.
???: Greetings.
(Lol, yeah.)
(OMFG, is that who I think it is?)
Aiden: Looks over at the insectoid, and smiles. Greetings to you, friend. What be your name?
The boy: Looks at De Tearion Hello! Who are you? Why do you look so weird?
(Yup!)
(Redacted, how the hell did you know who it was?)
???: Speaks with a heavy accent of clicking chirps. Call me De Tearion. I am a form of Forestfolk.
(He asked me.)
Aiden: Nods, and adopts the same affected accent as De Tearion I am Charles AIden Rente III, at your service, De tearion of the Forestfolk.
(I asked Sam.)
The child: Grins Hello, De Tearion! My name is Adam!
(Lol)
De Tearion: Bows to both Aiden and Adam, then looks at Aiden. Only ‘De Tearion’. I despise the forests. And how can you mimic my species’ accent? Are you a mimic?
Aiden: Nods I shall keep that in mind. Chuckles No, I am no mimic. I am, however, a natural linguist, and can pick up on accents and languages very easily. And your accent, while difficult, is very interesting to use. He adopts the accent of a Vanisher; their sometimes flat, smooth tones feel weird as the heavy vowels and rolling consonants flow from him. See? I know of many races. Adopts the affected accent of an angel And can imitate all of them.
Adam: Grins at Aiden I like how you sound, no matter what adscent you use!
(I did not know Vanishers had an accent. Though, I’m not even sure what their native language is, if they even have one. Still a work in progress there)
De Tearion: Nods. My entire species’ be natural linguists. It be a quality I appreciate. Though, at least in my home, there are fewer species than many other places. I only recently learned there exists many worlds beyond my birthplace.
(I thought they did, lol. At least, I imagined Nwalan and Goldergon sounding something like that, so yeah.)
Aiden: Grins Thank you, and it's also an accent, not an adscent. Turns to De Tearion Indeed, it is very useful. Assumes the accent of a Vanisher once more. And it has saved y life more times than I can count.