Chapter 1.2.14: There's a lot of puns off the word "Nixie" you don't want to make right now
Helen shakes her head. "I'd suggest I lead, but all of us be visible. There's enough of them they might be suspicious if they think I'm hiding someone."
Eira nods. "You first, then?"
And Helen responds by standing up. "Ahjoy!", she says, voice raised but friendly.
Two of the nixies jump a little, and turn toward your group, as you and Eira rise to standing.
"Not with them," you hear one mutter.
"Trio? Is there more of you?"
You respond with a simple, direct, "Nope! That's all of us."
"Oh! All right." One glances to the others, and they mutter something none of you quite make out. Then.
"Um. Have you seen a bullywug tribe roaming around?!", one stays, standing up as if hastily selected as the leader.
"We have not," Helen responds. "What of them?"
(Nature: 12 + 3 = 15.)
Bullywugs - frogfolk, often but not always on the vicious side. They're basically swamp-bound, as they have to keep wet basically all the time. They tend to not like that being pointed out, and are prone to communicating this displeasure… Aggressively. Usually, they will only enforce their own 'lands', i.e. the swamps.
The nixies glance at each other, before… "They've kidnapped one of our own, and we believe they intend to sacrifice her! We've scouted the area we know they're at, but…" They glance to their daggers. "... We don't stand a chance facing them."
You pause. "... Have you been looking for help?"
They pause. "We're, um. Kind of afraid that if we reach out to the only group left, it'll go badly."
"That being the keep?", Helen asks.
"Yeah. The lord, um, he's accused us of kidnapping people before!", the nixie leader responds. "If we ask for their help, they might overrun the Glimmerglass caves."
"Wait, what?"
Another of the nixies gives the 'leader' a stink-eye. The leader sighs, and settles your curiosity: "It's our homes, under the river. We farm fish and river plants. Elendiria was going out on her own, and then they showed up. We're lucky we found where they are, but…"
Helen pauses. "She's still in grave danger, then."
"Yes! The Bullywugs run their 'court' to the west, by a pond… Oh, what are your distances?"
"Erm, feet and miles?", you respond.
"That's a great help if you can't convert from strides and knuckles!", the nixie responds. Of course their measure of distance wouldn't be like that of the civilizations.
"How long is a stride?", Helen thinks to ask.
The nixie blinks, then stretches her arms out to her sides about five feet. "Plus six knuckles," she points to the length between her index finger's knuckle to first joint. So five and a half feet give or take.
"... I think I get it." The surprising part is they still use north, south, east, and west. "... But, two questions. First, if we attack the bullywugs, are we attacking innocents for you?"
The nixies shake their head. "The self-proclaimed 'Lords of the Swamp'? Definitely not. Expect them to attack you on sight, bring you before their lord, and sacrifice you."
Eira blinks. "... And, uh, second, if we save her, um…"
"We've got money! Or, uh. Something that trades as money? Pearls aren't super common for us, but we also don't use 'em much. Would, uh, fifteen of them do?"
You glance at Helen and Eira. "... Any reason not to at least check out the Bullywugs?"
"If they're as vicious as the Nixies seem to think," Helen observes - and she seems to believe they're being honest, you notice… "- then there's a nonzero chance they're with the Cult of Chaos - or, like Torgo, want to be. Verifying they're not would be good."
Eira nods. "Pearls' value can be all over the place, but even pretty small ones are a proper gold piece apiece, a short stash of 'em could go for a good bit."
You consider this a bit…
(Nature: 18 + 3 = 21.)
… You quietly cast detect magic.
Nothing on them. Nothing on Helen, so no attempt to charm her. That's important because Nixies can do that in a group - and if desperate, would be at least as likely as you to consider it, even with a good-natured person questioning.
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "We'll go talk to the Bullywugs. We can fight them if it comes down to it." (Demonstrate a preference for diplomacy.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Time to kick some frog butt, then!" (Indicate you will fight for their friend.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "I'm in the mood for frog legs…" (Be nice and bloodthirsty!)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "... Could we check out your caves?" (What? With a name like that there's gotta be something neat going on!)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "There's this clan of Kobolds we can get to help you!" (Get Torgo and co to handle this; it'll likely go violently.
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Lemme get some allies, then we'll go handle this." (Bring some of the Kobolds with for force of numbers.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Nope, we're outies, sorry." (Reject the Sidequest… And try to endure their attempt to Charm you into it.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?)Go on the attack! Helen would not appreciate this choice. And might make her dispreference known violently.
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) Write-in an alternate response.
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Yeah, I tried to come up with a pun that didn't make me feel very awkward at best off 'Nixie/Dixie', and the ones I came up with I'm not comfortable with.
Eira nods. "You first, then?"
And Helen responds by standing up. "Ahjoy!", she says, voice raised but friendly.
Two of the nixies jump a little, and turn toward your group, as you and Eira rise to standing.
"Not with them," you hear one mutter.
"Trio? Is there more of you?"
You respond with a simple, direct, "Nope! That's all of us."
"Oh! All right." One glances to the others, and they mutter something none of you quite make out. Then.
"Um. Have you seen a bullywug tribe roaming around?!", one stays, standing up as if hastily selected as the leader.
"We have not," Helen responds. "What of them?"
(Nature: 12 + 3 = 15.)
Bullywugs - frogfolk, often but not always on the vicious side. They're basically swamp-bound, as they have to keep wet basically all the time. They tend to not like that being pointed out, and are prone to communicating this displeasure… Aggressively. Usually, they will only enforce their own 'lands', i.e. the swamps.
The nixies glance at each other, before… "They've kidnapped one of our own, and we believe they intend to sacrifice her! We've scouted the area we know they're at, but…" They glance to their daggers. "... We don't stand a chance facing them."
You pause. "... Have you been looking for help?"
They pause. "We're, um. Kind of afraid that if we reach out to the only group left, it'll go badly."
"That being the keep?", Helen asks.
"Yeah. The lord, um, he's accused us of kidnapping people before!", the nixie leader responds. "If we ask for their help, they might overrun the Glimmerglass caves."
"Wait, what?"
Another of the nixies gives the 'leader' a stink-eye. The leader sighs, and settles your curiosity: "It's our homes, under the river. We farm fish and river plants. Elendiria was going out on her own, and then they showed up. We're lucky we found where they are, but…"
Helen pauses. "She's still in grave danger, then."
"Yes! The Bullywugs run their 'court' to the west, by a pond… Oh, what are your distances?"
"Erm, feet and miles?", you respond.
"That's a great help if you can't convert from strides and knuckles!", the nixie responds. Of course their measure of distance wouldn't be like that of the civilizations.
"How long is a stride?", Helen thinks to ask.
The nixie blinks, then stretches her arms out to her sides about five feet. "Plus six knuckles," she points to the length between her index finger's knuckle to first joint. So five and a half feet give or take.
"... I think I get it." The surprising part is they still use north, south, east, and west. "... But, two questions. First, if we attack the bullywugs, are we attacking innocents for you?"
The nixies shake their head. "The self-proclaimed 'Lords of the Swamp'? Definitely not. Expect them to attack you on sight, bring you before their lord, and sacrifice you."
Eira blinks. "... And, uh, second, if we save her, um…"
"We've got money! Or, uh. Something that trades as money? Pearls aren't super common for us, but we also don't use 'em much. Would, uh, fifteen of them do?"
You glance at Helen and Eira. "... Any reason not to at least check out the Bullywugs?"
"If they're as vicious as the Nixies seem to think," Helen observes - and she seems to believe they're being honest, you notice… "- then there's a nonzero chance they're with the Cult of Chaos - or, like Torgo, want to be. Verifying they're not would be good."
Eira nods. "Pearls' value can be all over the place, but even pretty small ones are a proper gold piece apiece, a short stash of 'em could go for a good bit."
You consider this a bit…
(Nature: 18 + 3 = 21.)
… You quietly cast detect magic.
Nothing on them. Nothing on Helen, so no attempt to charm her. That's important because Nixies can do that in a group - and if desperate, would be at least as likely as you to consider it, even with a good-natured person questioning.
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "We'll go talk to the Bullywugs. We can fight them if it comes down to it." (Demonstrate a preference for diplomacy.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Time to kick some frog butt, then!" (Indicate you will fight for their friend.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "I'm in the mood for frog legs…" (Be nice and bloodthirsty!)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "... Could we check out your caves?" (What? With a name like that there's gotta be something neat going on!)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "There's this clan of Kobolds we can get to help you!" (Get Torgo and co to handle this; it'll likely go violently.
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Lemme get some allies, then we'll go handle this." (Bring some of the Kobolds with for force of numbers.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) "Nope, we're outies, sorry." (Reject the Sidequest… And try to endure their attempt to Charm you into it.)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?)
[ ] (Face The Bullywugs?) Write-in an alternate response.
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Yeah, I tried to come up with a pun that didn't make me feel very awkward at best off 'Nixie/Dixie', and the ones I came up with I'm not comfortable with.
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