Isle of Avalon ⚔️️ Non-Player Characters Journal (
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Entry tags:
- chenqing ling: lan sizhui,
- dragon quest xi: the luminary,
- fate/go: kadoc zemlupus,
- fate/sn: saber (artoria pendragon),
- final fantasy ix: zidane tribal,
- no guns life: juzo inui,
- npc,
- original: cecelia ardenbury,
- sailor moon: makoto kino,
- trigun maximum: nicholas d. wolfwood,
- voltron legendary defender: keith
NPC Interaction: Gwion
🧙 WHO: Gwion and interested parties
⚔️️ WHAT: Gwion just sent out a text message warning of trouble for King Arthur's party
🕒 WHEN: July 23rd (forward dated)
🗺️ WHERE: A bar in Celliwig
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol
[ Anyone who comes seeking Gwion will find her at the bar... Frustratedly challenging other Celliwig barhoppers to arm wrestling. She's doing pretty good, and it's distracting her from not knowing whether or not anyone's actually going to show up to help. She definitely can't get past a legendary guardian('s great great grandchild) on her own. ]
⚔️️ WHAT: Gwion just sent out a text message warning of trouble for King Arthur's party
🕒 WHEN: July 23rd (forward dated)
🗺️ WHERE: A bar in Celliwig
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol
[ Anyone who comes seeking Gwion will find her at the bar... Frustratedly challenging other Celliwig barhoppers to arm wrestling. She's doing pretty good, and it's distracting her from not knowing whether or not anyone's actually going to show up to help. She definitely can't get past a legendary guardian('s great great grandchild) on her own. ]
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And how to make herself easy to find while killing time. She hears the hurry up and quietly says something along the lines of "You heard the man." before pushing harder and slamming the guy's wrist to the table. A bit of cheering later, and the crowd clears for Beowulf to make his way through to Gwion. ]
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He waits for a moment, watching her pin the guy's hand down and giving a congratulatory clap of his own hands to mix with the cheers. Once the challenger left, probably nursing a sore arm, he plops himself down in the now vacant chair across from her. An elbow propping itself up and massive hand extended.]
Up for one more?
[May as well have his own bit of fun to go with things too.]
If not, that's cool too.
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Always.
[ She places her elbow to the table and grasps his hand firmly, waiting for whichever random person decides they're the ref this round to yell go. ]
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Get bored or something?
[Large hand grips hers with just as much firmness. If not more so. Once the signal was given to go he'd press down against it slowly.]
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No, but if you're looking for heroes, lurking in dark corners where no one can find you is a crap strategy.
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Maybe, heroes all tend to be pretty messed up in the head though. Wouldn't put it past a few to look in the most sketchy place they can think of.
[Slowly he presses back against her opposing limb, adding more and more weight to push her back upright.]
Mm, so what's got ya so certain that things will go south?
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I'm a seer is why. First one, saw into time itself a long-- time ago-- [ Her voice is strained as she stubbornly tries to push harder against him to try to push him back. ]
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[His muscles flexed in return as he felt her begin to push back against him. He wasn't going to budge that easily though and held their current position as best he could without exerting too much force to tilt her arm over. He still wanted to get a feel for the woman through how her body acted and how she spoke while under stress.]
Then as a seer what makes you think that things can be altered.
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If I see a blue bird and a bard singing down the street, it's the other path. Seers see all the paths, free will chooses which one we take. Remembering detail enough to figure out the difference is the hard part, but I've got a few thousand years of practice so I know what I'm talking--
[ There it goes, her arm gives out and he can pin her. She sighs. ] --About, damn.