forum Heroes & Monsters 6/6 Group rp CLOSED

Started December 08, 2021 by @The-Dyonisia group

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Mithonbaal grins. "Oh, I like you, kid. Might I see these poisons of yours?"

"Sure!" Cassia stated, pleased that someone wanted to see her work. "Which ones do you want? Or rather what do you want them to do?" She said as she started to unpack different containers and pouches from her bag, finally pulling out a mortar and pestle just incase she didn't have what he wanted and needed to make some.

"Hmmm… I generally prefer silent, quick, uncurable poisons. Although, the hard to detect ones are favorites as well." Mithonbaal says, smiling.

Ica smiles. "Ah, so my little princess has a bit of a wild streak, eh?" She ruffles Cassia's hair. "I like that." She watches Efraim leave, feeling a pang of guilt as they do. So, to distract herself, she turns back to the two, tilting her head at Mithonbaal. "interesting." She says with a slight smirk.

"Got it, a fast easy death that will look like a heart attack." Cassia grabbed a leather pouch, smelled it, and dumped a little bit into a glass jar. She put her palm over the mouth and shook it. Then she dropped in a tiny green leaf, put the cork on it, and handed it to Mithonbaal. "Here you go. It works best mixed in wine, but a drop or two on someone's pillow right before they lay down will work to."

Mithonbaal watches, impressed. He sniffs it, then recoils. "Damn, that's pungent." He puts it in one of his many pockets for later.

Ica shifts her weight, watching this exchange. "huh. So, Mithonbaal, I should watch out for you, yes?" She smirks, then tilts her head to the side.

"Possibly," Mithonbaal says, smirking. "If you piss me off."

Ica chuckles, crossing her arms. "I'll remember that, then." She laughs, flipping her long hair as she walks down the hall, toward where the delicious smells were coming from

Mithonbaal laughs and calls after her "Non-deadly poisons only!"

Efraim waved her off, putting a hand to their neck awkwardly. It is alright, they tried to communicate with their expression. Waving farewell to the others, they left the group and went into the throne room, catching the scent of lavender. Spotting Tilila, they tapped her on the shoulder and waved.

Seeing the conjunction of people chatting amongst themselves, Tilila had no real wish to join them. Chatter was not very welcome to her in the morning. She then turned and noticed Efraim's tap and small wave, and her morning straight face morphed into a small smile. At least someone else also enjoyed the silence. She waved back.

Tilila realized suddenly, that maybe she should head to a dining hall, which she imagined probably existed within this mense palace. She would not eat, as she was on a fast, but the meeting would likely not begin before everybody else had had breakfast. She looked back at Efraim and said in a q soft voice "Ah, we should probably get to the dining hall first huh?"

Mithonbaal sighs and heads to the dining hall, having heard Tilila's words. He nods at her and Efraim as he passes, then sits down next to Ica.

Ica meets up with Tillia and Efraim, following them into the dining hall while staying surprisingly silent. She smirks at Mithonbaal. “You have better not poisoned my drink. I plan on making it to the quest.”

"Don't worry, non-lethal poisons only." Mithonbaal says, smirking.

Cassia followed them as they left for the dining hall. She sat down next to Ica and started to pop her knuckles. After she ran out of pops, she fiddled with her wrist bands, unwrapping and rewrapping them over and over again.

Efraim nodded to Tilila in agreement, and followed her into the dining hall. They may not be able to eat much either, as it was likely that few of these foods were kosher. They sat next to the Libyan woman, looking around at the others before their gaze drifted to the lavender in Tilila’s hair.

Mithonbaal watches everyone file in, then grins at Cassia. "So, Cassia. I assume your the healer/alcemist of this motley group?"

Cassia looked up from her wrists. "I am," she grinned, "was that not clear when I gave you that bottle?"

Ica smiles at them, observing the ornate dining hall, and the interesting group, then turns to Efraim. “My flower, I do not think I heard your name. What shall I call you?”

"Fair enough, kid." Mithonbaal laughs, turning to Ica.

(Apparently I fell behind, lol)

Ehlaea woke just as the sun was peeking over the horizon. She lit some incense, dressed, and meditated in case she would need any spells that day. By the time she finished meditating, she heard fading voices and sighed.

Ehlaea exited her room and followed the sounds, reaching the dining room after everyone else. She suspected she could name everyone based on what she heard last night, but she decided to wait and let everyone introduce themselves.

She sat down, looking at everyone, then at the dining hall. She loved the architecture, but some more plants and trees would definitely spruce the place up a bit, in her opinion at least.

Mithonbaal gets up to go welcome Ehlaea. "Hello, my lady." he says, in Greek rather than Egyptian. "My name is Mithonbaal. Might I ask your name?"