Self-Satisfaction Is Self-Respect

~ Kiku Komedash Miyamoto ~ "A full stomach is a prime sign of happiness. So is a trained body, even if your heart still yearns for more." Half-Orc | Fighter | Lawful Neutral | He/Him [ Dependent and Closed Oni!Japan for DNDtalia ]

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Open Group Starter: Simple Meals

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mogensdreyer:

“This is obviously not getting anywhere. Perhaps we could come to a different kind of agreement? One where you control the flow of information?” Mogens tried to turn the conversation around since this seemed to be going poorly. “We could have a partnership or… some kind of agreement where I disperse the information that you choose, rather than me asking you for information to sell. You and the other fishermen will be safe then, right?”

Mogens looked away as the other ate his meal. Not that he was disgusted, he simply wanted to be polite. He’d already told Kiku that he didn’t want to interrupt his meal. “I can come back later, if you want to think on it.”

       [ His food was waiting so patiently for him and yet he wanted this conversation to be done with. However, the possibility that the other may be offering something different to get out of where he was... He couldn’t turn that down. His gaze shifted to the food on its simple platter. This lifestyle sustained him, yes, but for how long? ]

       “ You say you want to sell this information but you are an outsider. I feel many fishermen would be adverse to your involvement in their business... ”

       [ He considered it for a moment, going over all the words that had been spoken, the qualities he had mentioned. One, however, did strike his mind. ]

       “ Come back after I finish my meal. I would like to talk to you more on maps. ”

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Open Group Starter: Simple Meals

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mogensdreyer:

“No, that’s not what I mean… some people don’t want to be bothered so I could…” Mogens sighed, obviously not succeeding in getting his message across, “fishermen don’t normally turn to me– it’s usually travelers and tradesmen. People selling fish or other supplies in town markets, you know? If you taught me, I could even vet out fishermen from those I give answers to… isn’t making the most accurate map possible important too? It’s not exactly apprenticeship on a boat that I’m looking for”

       “ And you also do not seem to understand what I intend. If I simply give you the information, I will not be hired. I need the means to provide for myself. If I simply tell you the information for a few gold coins at one moment, I will end up at the short end of the stick. Your intended audience isn’t particularly going to bode well for the local fishermen either. ”

       [ With his piece said, he ate a few pieces of his raw fish and would have melted in happy hums of pleasure were it not for the fact that this half-elf was here, attempting to come between himself and future fish. ]

       “ What even do you intend to do with this information I give you? Sell it to more people? I tell one person and all of the people who already work here will lose their livelihood. ”

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Open Group Starter: Sweat

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nordenslys:

Eiríkr had opted for using the back alley-ways of the town to get to his next destination. The less people the better. Of course, it meant he risked bumping into some more unsavoury people perhaps, but crowds didn’t sit too well with him and he still had some freshly healed wounds from a fight not too long ago. He turned a corner, hood drawn as far over his face as he could, and immediately froze. He hadn’t expected to find someone behind the Guild Hall - let alone someone who appeared to have just fallen over by their own accord. “I’d laugh; because that was a little comical,” he commented a little flatly. “But that actually looked a little painful…” Eiríkr approached him carefully, extending an un-gloved blue hand towards the man. “Do you need help? Are you injured?” He tried to study the man without being too obvious. He wasn’t human - nor a tiefling, but Eiríkr had yet to meet a half-orc of such (relative) small size compared to other half-orcs he had encountered - and truthfully it made him rather happy to know that not all half-breeds would result in giants. “If you’re looking for healers, back alleys really aren’t your best bet. Try one of the temples perhaps?”

       [ How shameful of him to be caught in a position such as this. At the very least the other had the decency not to laugh, even if he claimed to he would. Kiku’s head turned, even collapsed in the heap he was, to the blue hand. His brow raised at the tiefling that had stopped to help him, weighing in his intentions at the moment. His small hand reached out, calloused against the other’s skin as he slowly pulled up, grimacing as he placed a hand on his back. He could only hold suspicion for someone attempting to move around behind the Guild Hall. ]

       [ The moment they could balance on their own two feet, the half-orc headed over to his belongings, squatting down and taking them onto his shoulder before again standing, turning to the tiefling. Dark eyes narrowed in thought but a small, careful bow was offered to the other. ]

       “ Thank you for your assistance. I should be lea-”

       [ A light groan escaped from them. Ok, maybe a healer was in order. ]

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Open Group Starter: Sweat

       [ He attributed his foul mood to his body’s current state of being. His stomach was full, his hygiene was fine, yes, but Kiku had never had the chance to train in such a long time. After all, with no safe place to leave his belongings, he had to keep them on his being at all times. However, if he allowed his body to lose all physical ability, he would never be able to reach his former state. Therefore, after tirelessly wandering the streets, he settled behind the alley way of a guild hall and began to stretch, preparing himself for a tedious- ]

       [ A gasp escaped him as he fell over, clutching his back. Right. He forgot that. Ok, Kiku, no bending over. ]

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Open Group Starter: Simple Meals

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mogensdreyer:

“I’m interested in buying your skills and information, I suppose. On the one hand, I think it may be cheaper to learn how to catch fish myself than continually buy them at market value, but honestly, I’m a ranger by trade. The more information I gather, the more useful my skills are.”

Pausing to take in the others’ appearance, or what he could tell from under the others’ hood, he continued, “Learning about this will help me lead other fishermen to good spots, or tell travelers to avoid certain areas during fish mating season so as not to interrupt the food source of the area. That sort of thing.”

Mogens failed to mention that the other fishermen told him to get lost when he asked them about such details. It wasn’t actually the price that drove Mogens to talk to the half-orc. Many of the other fishermen, it seemed, were worried about losing their trade secrets to an outsider – or simply losing their private fishing holes to whomever Mogens told. “…or I guess I could lead them away from you, if you prefer.”

       “ So you are requesting I train you in the art of fishing and, in exchange, either have my skills rendered useless as the other fishermen will now turn to you for information and skill or prevent other fishermen from hiring me as I have directed you to keep them away from performing their livelihood? ”

       [ His gaze did not break away from the half-elf, not necessarily delivering malice but not very forgiving in the announcement of this information. It really was what the other was recommending in Kiku’s ears and far worse than the wages he had already been receiving. At least he had food to eat and gold to earn. His basic needs were met for now. ]

       “ The fishermen know this area better than I. I have no boat, no nets or bait, no store where I can sell my wares. My skills, my knowledge, any product that comes from my body is all I have to offer. You are asking me to hand over all I have left for my own downfall. You would find better apprenticeship under a boat that already sails. ” 

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Open Group Starter: Simple Meals

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mogensdreyer:

“I hear from the fishermen that you catch and sell fish for cheap?” Mogens went right to the point of his visit, not wanting to beat around the bush with the half-orc. Being a half-elf himself, he knew the risk a negative reaction of strangers approaching and wanted to make certain that this was a non-threatening, business transaction.

“I’m an interested buyer if you’re selling… I wouldn’t want to interrupt your meal, however.”

       [ The half-orc raised his head, examining the half-elf silently at being so blunt as to so suddenly approach them. Had the news of his low earning really reached this man’s ears? While he lived with little did not mean he wished to be known for such but a duty is a duty in Hallbach, especially with the treatment of ‘his kind.’ Hands placed on his lap, he glanced at the stranger from beneath his hood. ]

       “ Better before than during a meal. I do not have any materials of my own but I can offer my knowledge and my training in the subject. What exactly are you expecting to buy from me? ”

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Open Group Starter: Simple Meals

       [ The shores of Hallbach brought the half-orc the delight of raw fish. Thanks to his prior experience to fishing in the dwarven cities near the Isle of Storm, Kiku had the opportunity to trade skill for meals. With the bustling of the city, his amateur skills were only accepted due to the low wages he was willing to take - a few fish and gold coins. Having taken this odd and high demand job, some of the fishermen knew him by name and some gave him tips. More often then not, Kiku was ignored. Today, he returned from the shore with his earnings of the day. A quaint corner presented itself to him and he settled down, taking a cutting board and cooking knife out. Carefully, he began to clean and cut the fish, examining the fresh color of the yellow-tail. With the pieces now laid out, he closed his eyes and bowed his heads in thanks for the delicious meal. ]

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Open Group Starter: Credibility

       [ Without much to his name, viewing artwork, sometimes from a distance, was a hobby the half-orc greatly appreciated. A stall of furnaced pottery had been set up in the market district, presenting stunning shades of blue and gold, the azure and shining embellishment leaving this future customer in awe. He wondered how gold could so easily be applied as a coarse fingered tested its smooth surface. The teapot and the cup would especially be stunning additions to his collection had he the funds. One day, he thought to himself, his gaze making a promise to the items. For now, he should find a place to sleep for the- ]

       “ Thief! ”

       [ The flaming finger of the tiefling shopkeep pointed to him, her voice teeming with blame. He could only tilt his head in confusion. ]

       “ You! You stole from me! ”

       “Ma’am, I think you are mistaken.”

       “ Dump out your bag this instant! ”

       [ His gaze narrowed. If he upended his belongings onto the ground now, he could have what little gold he had within stolen. If he didn’t, well, he’d rather not earn cuffs of metal tonight. ]

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Welcome to the land of Allerah. Allerah is a land that has magic flowing through it’s core. Here, the world is your oyster, with many unique locations to explore.

Here you find yourself standing in Hallbach. Hallbach is the largest port city this side of the continent. Watch for shady figures, unless those are who you’re looking for. Remember. Today, your adventure is only just beginning.

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