Shadow In The Sky: Marduk's Tavern: Session 3

[17:52] <@Neferti> *****Transdimensional Tavern*****
[17:54] <@Neferti> As always, the transdimensional tavern is filled with all sorts of folks in need of respite, served by the ghostly servants that come with the Magnificent Mansion Spell.
[17:56] * Neferti is seated at the main bar area with her mask on. She was most intrigued by this place, and was observing its magic for the purpose of perhaps someday adding a spell like it to her own repetoire.
[17:58] * Points grins as she enters the tavern, looking at all the servants offering all sorts of drinks. She pats Sil, her black cat, who seated in a satchel on her side, on the head. "Jolly Idea, Sil! Plenty 'o grub here, free too!" she exclaims, quite boisterously, especially for an elf.
[18:00] * Neferti blinks and glances over her shoulder at the new entrant. She normally paid most of them no mind, but this one was louder than most.
[18:01] <Points> The women, if she gained any attention, could be seen as a rather short elf, only 5'6'', but slim. Her hair is red, long and flowing, with several strands tied off into separate braids, and atop her head is a pirate's hat, the emblem of Besmara etched onto its front. The elf looks rather shapely, with larger-sized breasts hidden away in a revealing robe, looking similar to those of a seafarer.
[18:03] * Points is grinning widely, looking down and petting the cat resting inside her satchel as she waves over a ghostly servant. "If ye could brin' me a drink, that's be grand!"
[18:10] <@Neferti> The servant bobs and floats away, returning with a selection of Whisky, Rum, Stout, Ale and Mead
[18:12] * Points grabs a bottle of rum, gulping down some to see if it is any good.
[18:12] <@Neferti> It's good stuff
[18:13] * Points cheers, "Thank ye, ghost, th' rum be great!"
[18:16] <@Neferti> The ghost bobs silently and moves off to tend further.
[18:16] * Neferti gets her glass of wine refilled and lifts her mask to take a sip.
[18:17] * Points moves to the main bar area, if she wasn't already there, and takes a swig of her rum, looking about the place curiously, eyes landing on the elf with the mask.
[18:23] * Neferti lowers her mask after taking the sip. The black and white split mask of Nethys.
[18:27] * Points raises an eyebrow at the elf, loudly asking, "Why be ye wearin' a mask, elf?"
[18:28] * Neferti nods, "It is my holy symbol." The mask is of finely crafted porcelain with one side painted black. It's perfectly fitted to her narrow face.
[18:30] * Points shrugs. "Fair enough, me own be me hat." She points to her pirate hat and its embroidery of Besmara.
[18:31] * Neferti nods, "Besmara, the QUeen of Pirates. A curious choice for one of our kin I would think."
[18:32] * Points snorts. "Curious if ye're borin', maybe."
[18:33] * Neferti raises an eyebrow, "How so?"
[18:34] * Neferti 's eyebrow can't actually be seen beneath the mask
[18:36] * Points nods. "Besmara's fer freedom 'n th' sea, 'n a wee bit 'o piracy, 'o course. Just more fun is all."
[18:37] * Neferti nods, "Freedom I can respect, but I can think of nothing more interesting then delving into the secrets of the world, the planes, the cosmos, and everything in between."
[18:41] * Points smirks and nods in agreement. "I be predictin' that thas not bad either." She chuckles. "Explorin' planes can't be all that bad if 'tis one came from one 'o them." She pats Sil.
[18:41] * Neferti observes the cat curiously, "Hello there. You're not from this plane?"
[18:45] <@Neferti> The cat nods, "Our kind is native ro Nirvana, actually."
[18:45] * Neferti looks impressed, "A talking Agathon feline." She wracks her brain to see if she has knowledge of this particular plane
[18:46] * Points nods, proud of her kitty!
[18:50] * Neferti nods, "A silvanshee if I'm not mistaken. How came you by such an exquisite creature?"
[18:53] * Points hesitates for a moment then shrugs. "A deal made, like a ritual 'o sorts, 'n Sil was granted to me."
[18:56] * Neferti nods, "What sort of deal, if you would permit me to enquire." She reachs back and picks up a quarterstaff propped nearby. "This staff is bonded to me, and while by no means an intelligent or even salient familiar, it does grant a number of boons to my magical prowess, in addition to being the favoured weapon of my patron."
[18:58] * Points nods. "Fer power. I wouldn' be able to cast any spells without Sil."
[18:59] * Neferti blinks, "Is that so? Granted, withotu my staff casting would be difficult, but not impossible. What sort of magic do you employ, arcane or divine?"
[19:01] <Points> "Arcane. Haf ta' commune with Sil or I can't cast."
[19:03] * Neferti ponders, "I am not familiar with such a means of casting that requires... a familiar. I know of the innate magic of sorcerors and bards, and the studious magic of magi and wizards as well."
[19:04] * Points smirks. "What, never met a Witch?"
[19:05] * Neferti blinks, "A Witch you say?" She ponders for a moment
[19:07] * Points nods. "That's what I said, yes."
[19:09] * Neferti nods, "An obscure method... not one I know too much about I would admit, mainly because of its obscurity. Tell me more, my mind is always open to new knowledge, especially if it may be of use to others."
[19:12] == Neferti has changed nick to Nefertis
[19:12] * Nefertis blinks, "Ah, apologies. I am Yondelara Shwevah."
[19:13] * Nefertis adds, "Nefertis for day to day."
[19:13] * Points shrugs. "I don't even be knowin' th' source. Just th' ritual. Perhaps I might find out at some point, but I be in th' dark too."  She waves her hand. "Jus' call me Points. It be what all me crew mates call me, 'n it stuck with me."
[19:15] * Nefertis blinks, "You are aware that they are insulting you then?"
[19:16] * Points quirks her head. "Nope. Think you have that backwards. Points, like sharp."
[19:19] * Nefertis gestures to one of her ears, "It is a racial slur."
[19:20] * Points frowns, thinking for a moment before shaking her head. "I don't think so..."
[19:23] * Nefertis shakes her head, "Whether you have heard of it before or not, it is a common slur against elves by the younger races."
[19:26] * Points waves her hands dismissively. "Whatever ye say. I don't think the crew knew of it either. Just call me Points."
[19:29] * Nefertis nods, "As you wish."
[19:32] * Points nods and looks to the staff. "So, a wizard then?"
[19:33] * Nefertis nods, "Yes and no. I began as a cleric of Nethys, then spread my search for knowledge to the arcane. I eventually found a means by which I could advance both my arcane and divine talents without further sacrifice of split study. I am what is known as a mystic Theurge."
[19:36] * Points blinks. "Curious." She looks to Sil. "Know anything about 'em Theurges?"
[19:39] <@Nefertis> Sil nods, "She more or less summarized it accurately. They wierd both divine and arcane magic without favouring or sacrificing one in favour of the other. Normally acquiring more powerful magic for the studious means dedicated time to the God or Goddesses will, and other time to the study of the arcane. As a Theurge, she does both at once."
[19:44] * Points nods. "Hm." She looks at Nefertis. "Less boring then I thought at first. Still, I bet you would enjoy pirating~"
[19:46] * Nefertis shakes her head, "I doubt it. I see no benefit in takign that which is not earned."
[19:50] * Points rolls her eyes. "Yeah, Sil 'ere says the same."
[19:52] <@Nefertis> Sil smiles. She liked this masked elf. "You could stand to learn something from her. Tell me, Nefertis, do you have any long term goals? Anything you strive to achieve beyond tomorrow?"
[19:52] * Points rolls her eyes.
[19:55] * Nefertis nods, "Indeed. Once I have done what I can to achieve both knowledge and further magical and some martial prowess to back it up with, I intend to take the test of the Starstone."
[19:58] * Points blinks. "Th' test 'o th' Starstone, really? Do ye think ye have a chance?"
[19:59] * Nefertis nods, "I realize that the odds are notoriously low, but even a learned woman such as myself should remember that not everything is controlled by statistics. Of course, I intend to hedge the odds as best I can of course."
[20:01] * Points smirks. "Hmm, maybe I'll take the test meself... could be fun." She nods. "Whatcha' think, Sil?"
[20:03] <@Nefertis> Sil rolls his eyes, "You're pretty great, but not as Great as Cayden Caelian. At least this lady has a plan, farfetched or not. I doubt doing it on a whim or a drunken bet will work a second time."
[20:04] * Points pouts. "Oh, ye're just grumpy."
[20:05] <@Nefertis> Sil shrugs, "You still haven't learned to think more than a week  ahead." She looks to Nefertis, "How long have you been planning this test?"
[20:06] * Nefertis nods, "The past Sixty years or so."
[20:07] * Points blinks. "Huh. Wow, sixty years..."
[20:11] * Nefertis nods, "I am two-hundred and four years old. You, I suspect, are younger."
[20:13] * Points nods. "Yes, one-hundred twenty-four. A bit younger." She chuckles.
[20:15] * Nefertis nods, "Eighty years younger. You're barely an adult by our standards."
[20:19] * Points nods. "Yes, I am." She smiles. "It was nice meet ye, but I must be off." She smirks. "Plunderin' 'n all that."
[20:23] * Nefertis nods, "I wish you luck, particularly when it comes to finding something more than just trinkets."