A Society Based on Trade - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
6/9/478
Log
The Pathfinders society's building had a small buzz of activity this stormy afternoon, partly because of the storm outside no doubt. Inside some beings were chatting upstairs and others eating lunch in the cafeteria. Rokarion was sitting in the common room, a notebook in hand as he talked to a couple of other beings.
Zuri is sitting not far away from Rokarion, opting to lie belly-down on a couch with a book propped up in front of him. Oddly, he's chosen to walk around in his dedicant form today, that of a blue-feathered pegasus being. His wings waft about lazily above him as he busies himself reading, only occasionally perking up to look towards Rokarion, or towards another being walking past.
Bazalt Walks into the Building Sighing and talking to himself and He Writes into a small book. "Hrrmm.. So..yeah that sounds right.." HE closes it and Puts it away before Looking around "huh" He looks about for someone and frowns-damn not here yet. he shrugs and walks towards Zuri, eye thepalnt as he does. It's not he didnt like him but he was.. odd far too.. distant..
Reginald , once again hurrying through the streets, did his best to avoid as much of the downpour as he could. However, by the time the lynx arrives at the entrance to The Pathfinders Society, his hood and clock are wet through, water streaming down to the ground. Slowly pushing the doors apart, the feline makes his way into the building. Giving his cloak a shake at the door to get rid of most of the moisture, the lynx then moves further into the building. Upon coming across the other beings, he offers an "Evening" to them, nodding in greeting to both Zuri and Rokarion, whilst giving Bazalt a loving smile as he moves to stand beside the wolf.
Rokarion looks up at Reginald and nods his head, "Good afternoon." the plant being responds as he looks at Zuri and smiles, "Feeling bored, Zuri?" the being asks as he takes a seat next to him on the sofa, now that he is done with the other two beings, "So how have you been lately? I am afraid that I have been too busy to talk to you."
Zuri looks up at Rokarion, then at Bazalt. He sits up on the couch, having to sit slightly askew with his wings draping over the armrest in order to do so comfortably. He smiles at Rokarion. "I've been alright. We've all been busy I think." He looks up at Bazalt as he approaches and smiles. "Hi! How are you doing?"
Bazalt smiles back at the pegamander. "heh, I'm Good Great infact!" he Says shooting the Lynx a smile as he comes closer. "How've you been?" he Looks over Zuri carefully. "the Wings are new.-along with.. other thing-Wait bellamy.. said something about this.. A Pegasus.. right?" He smiles, atleast Somthing he was able to know! He chuckles a bit before grinning.
As he moves to stand alongside Bazalt, Reginald rests an arm around the shadow wolf, leaning forward to give him a quick peck on the cheek. This was not the first time the lynx had seen the salamander in his Pegasus form, and he can't help but pass comment on it, admiringly. "Those wings must really come in handy?" As he says so, his thoughts turn back to when the two of them first met, and how 'wings' might have helped him to avoid a night in a cold, stone jail cell ...
Rokarion nods his head at Zuri before looking back at Reginald and Bazalt, "Well good thing that you two are here. There are some decisions that you might want to hear." he says as he decides that Zuri himself answer about his dedication.
Zuri grins at Bazalt. "Yea, a pegasus! I've been one for several months now, it's tons of fun." He flaps his wings experimentally, one feather detaching and fluttering to the ground near the couch. He turns to Reginald, his grin widening. "Yea, it's just the thing for stealthy entrances and exits. Noone ever expects flying beings. Also the weather control thing helps, even if its really, really hard and I can't seem to do it for very long. I think 'weather control' is a bit of a misnomer. More like... 'weather nudging'. 'Weather asking nicely'."
Bazalt chuckles and nods as he leans a bit On the Lynx, smiling To Zuri. "weather control? I'd stop rain around myself." He nods and looks to rokarion. "Yes-what do you wnat?" he asks-whispering something to the lynx, grinning as he does so, Tail curling around the cats waist.
Reginald joins Bazalt in his chuckle at Zuri's joke, before leaning back towards the shadow. A playful smile graces the lynx's face as the wolf whispers to him, before he too rests his muzzle against the other being's ear, whispering a reply. Finishing with a nuzzle, the feline then keeps an eye upon Rokarion, interested in what the plant being has to say.
Rokarion looks back at Zuri and nods his head, "Well, you have done some quite impressive feats like call down rain. I would say that that was an impressive task, few water magicians are capable of such a feat." the plant being answered Zuri before looking back at the other two, "Our contract with Ridgewell to explore his ruins have been extended by a couple more weeks. I will be hosting expeditions there when he allows it." the plant being says before looking at Zuri then back at the group, "Also in an effort to improve our image and seek for publicity, we will be hosting a baking contest in this building soon. Alfred will be responsible with finishing up the preparations." he says referring to the great bustard being.
Zuri giggles. "Yea, I called down rain for like.. twenty seconds, tops! And I almost fainted! Silly weather needs to do as its told, am I right Baz?" He listens to Rokarion attentively, his attention definitely piqued by the idea of a baking contest. "A.. baking contest? Here?" He licks his lips. "Tell me more.. how will this baking contest work? What exactly will be getting baked? Cakes? Cookie? Pastries? Sweet or savory? And can I have some?"
Bazalt Grins to him. "I'll take your word for it! He nods to the cat and smiles, huging the lynx a bit tighter"Extended? " he nods again. "sounds.. good." He then blinks. "I'm not baking or i'll start a fire... Alread caused five at the loft-cooking is not my skill... unless it's a campfire.." HE grins and nods. "still..i'll mkae sure to sample everything.." HE Grins shooting Zuri a Glance. "heh-maybe you and I will have an Eating contest afterwards?" he says witha broad smile.
Reginald , after giving the wolf beside him another peck on the cheek, then turns to Rokarion. "It's great to hear about the contact extension, should, no doubt, keep money and jobs flowing in the direction of The Pathfinders Society ... however ..." In all the time this lynx had spent wondering Promise, baking was something this feline had yet to partake in "... are you expecting ... I mean ... were you planning for us to help with the baking, as ... I'm not sure ... I could be of much use there ..." The lynx looks a little flustered, before hastily adding, "... don't get me wrong, I'd love to try new things ... it just that I'm not sure I could make anything that good ..."
