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avalononline2021-09-23 01:50 pm
beewulf) wrote in avalononline2021-09-23 01:50 pm
video + action // un; Berserker
[ Video + potential action]
For those of you that are digging for the dragon's horde and wish to keep some for yourself. That's cool and all, but remember to at least give away most of what you're able to. Things kept and horded by greed, and guarded by malice, often hold a certain weight to them. That said... I'm still not fully put together, need a bit of helping digging through the rubble. For those able and willing to, the help will be appreciated.
[And true to his word, anyone taking a trip to the ruins of what was once the dragon's lair will find a worn Beowulf, attempting to move rubble and collect what he could from what was left from the horde. Whether the treasure was damaged or not. It could all help in some way, he figured.]
[Video sometime later // Locked tofujimaru]
[He adjusts the large back on his shoulders, the sound of jingling resonated from it. A chosen assortment of goods he had picked out of the rubble. Not quite as valuable as the ones he'd been planning on giving away, but still quite precious. He didn't think it would be much, but with any luck it'd make her life a bit easier. Not like he was going to keep any of it, it was better to see that his master was better propped up in any case.]
Oi, master. Where can I meet you?
[He tried making it sound less like a demand as much as he could. Though the gruff and to the point tone in his voice most likely made it difficult to distinguish.]
[Video sometime later // Locked topeninhand]
[Right, one last gift. It might be a bit late, he realized. And perhaps not the best time. But he figured she might still enjoy the bit of attention or acknowledgement for her day of birth. Besides, he felt bad for having taken off and not shown as he had.]
Monika, you able to meet up?
[Probably a sudden call, but he was never one to beat around the bush.]
[ooc: just a real quick log post to try and help wrap things up with him event-wise.]
For those of you that are digging for the dragon's horde and wish to keep some for yourself. That's cool and all, but remember to at least give away most of what you're able to. Things kept and horded by greed, and guarded by malice, often hold a certain weight to them. That said... I'm still not fully put together, need a bit of helping digging through the rubble. For those able and willing to, the help will be appreciated.
[And true to his word, anyone taking a trip to the ruins of what was once the dragon's lair will find a worn Beowulf, attempting to move rubble and collect what he could from what was left from the horde. Whether the treasure was damaged or not. It could all help in some way, he figured.]
[Video sometime later // Locked to
fujimaru][He adjusts the large back on his shoulders, the sound of jingling resonated from it. A chosen assortment of goods he had picked out of the rubble. Not quite as valuable as the ones he'd been planning on giving away, but still quite precious. He didn't think it would be much, but with any luck it'd make her life a bit easier. Not like he was going to keep any of it, it was better to see that his master was better propped up in any case.]
Oi, master. Where can I meet you?
[He tried making it sound less like a demand as much as he could. Though the gruff and to the point tone in his voice most likely made it difficult to distinguish.]
[Video sometime later // Locked to
peninhand][Right, one last gift. It might be a bit late, he realized. And perhaps not the best time. But he figured she might still enjoy the bit of attention or acknowledgement for her day of birth. Besides, he felt bad for having taken off and not shown as he had.]
Monika, you able to meet up?
[Probably a sudden call, but he was never one to beat around the bush.]
[ooc: just a real quick log post to try and help wrap things up with him event-wise.]
video; un: ems
[ Emerald's concerned about the food rations from taking in this many refugees. The idea that people aren't focusing on that and are instead honing in on treasure are just... Ugh. She'll really never feel bad about stealing from people who have fancy jewelry and treasures lying around. They're the ones who actually deserve to be stolen from. ]
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[He leans heavily on his pickaxe, large chest rising and falling with labored, painful breathing. It was a horde of untold riches now left unguarded... just kind of... buried under a mountain. So not exactly easy to get to, but yeah.]
New homes... are not free... stomachs cannot be filled when food and funds are limited... [Another ragged breath before he sits down.] ...and there are a lot of stomachs to feed now. Backs to cloth... wounded and sick.
[Nothing is free.]
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[ She was homeless for a good chunk of her life. She knows what her priorities are. She only ever stole jewelry to fence to pay for food. It also explains why the city's behind her in her video feed right now, with her next statement. ]
Gold and jewels are easy to sell if you're in a place that's got a surplus, sure, but it's not going to stop a supply shortage if your closest trading partners are complete rubble. Celliwig's people said there are a bunch of mushrooms in the caves near the Dusklight Woods. I'm filling my freezer even if I have to eat mushroom soup for the next year. That sounds way better than treasure to me.
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[After a few more moments he sighs and gets back to his feet. Having caught his breath.]
I'm not going to argue, I've no time or patience for it. If you wish to do something else, beyond rendering help when it's asked, then that's up to you. I will, however, ask you to at least not keep all your mushrooms to yourself. Or be surprised if there are any left that you can eat.
[With that he goes ahead and starts to close out of the video. He really doesn't have the time or energy for much beyond his current task.]
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[ Uhg, he hung up. She was actually trying to help, despite her tone and general crankiness. It's not something she's used to-- the only way she knows how to operate is to either follow orders or bicker or insult people before actually going along with things, so this was a fail on her part. She sighs and puts away her phone. ]