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Who: Faris & open
Status: Open
Where: The places where MANTA quests are happening!
What: Faris and you taking on MANTA board quests.
Warnings: None so far.

Model at your own risk

[Faris has a serious sense of deja vu about this one... ugh. The ones that go over multiple months are always the most bothersome, aren't they? He just hopes that this one doesn't involve some creepy guy trying to resurrect a wife and creating succubi instead.]

Ahoy there! Artist bloke! [Faris looks around, a hand on the hilt of his sword, but there's nothing jumping out as a threat. Just a lot of art supplies scattered about.] Can't tell if this is from a struggle or just the normal state of things 'round here.

[And just as he leans forward towards one of the paintings--SWOOSH. In he goes!]

Celestial Navigation

[Faris looks up at the darkening sky, watching the stars wink on to replace the sunset.]

'Tis a funny thing. I've seen the sky change before, but not like this. [He looks down at his parchment, where he's already recorded what he knows of the old sky from memory.] Ever do this before?

Begrudged

[Faris does not often answer the bounties on creatures, and in fact, he's coming to the conviction that he'd like to do something about the ones that are out to hunt down hides and shells solely for profit.

But some are justified. This sounds to be one of those... but as Faris watches the tonberry, he frowns.]

This beast is meant to be dangerous? It's moving like a snail--a snail filled with molasses.

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[Faris looks over. Ah, Nimona. Little miss dragon friend.]

It seems so. [He cracks his knuckles, rolls out his neck, and checks his weapons. So far the giant slug hasn't noticed them, but it's only a matter of time--brief time, at that.] Don't suppose you've got any tips? Looks like he's gonna be a tough old bugger.

[ That's her! And they sure will get slimy if Nimona has anything to say about it. ]

Don't slip in the slime trail? Make it vibrate so much it just explodes? I don't know, never fought walking flan before.

[ A pause. ]

Oo oo oo! [ She sounds like a gorilla. ] Overbake it with fire? Maybe it'll get all hard and then we can hit it.

[Faris chuckles at the gorillish sound Nimona makes. He's heard of imitating bird calls as a signal, but monkey is a new one. ~~shush he never learned primate taxonomy~~]

Fire, eh? [Faris didn't bond as well with the Black Mage and the other ancient warriors who could shoot straight fire, but he's got a few ways to compensate for that.

The kaiju slug has ponderously turned its head, and the many slugs that make up its eyestalks are now focusing on the two of them. Faris dives into his pockets, pulling out a pouch of gunpowder.] Ever shot off a cannon before, lass?

[ Nimona could make any animal noise she wants, but they could save that for when they aren't about to go up against a large flan.

She had been about to fire up her extra special ability, right up until Faris shows off gunpowder and talks about shooting cannons. Then an excited light enters her eyes. ]

Nope, but we're in the land of Corsairs and Paladins - seems like a good time to get started.

Right.

[Faris grins and makes a gesture with his hand. One minute, there wasn't a cannon sitting on the sand, and now there is. It's not big, not more than eighteen inches long, but it gets the job done.

The slug kaiju is still bearing down on them, but Faris doesn't appear to be in any kind of hurry as he hands Nimona the powder. From his coat he produces a miniature rammer.]

Powder down into the barrel, ram it down with this. Then, [like a conjurer pulling a rabbit from a hat, he pulls out a glowing linstock] touch this to the vent-hole.

[ Nimona's eyes glitter in excitement when a cannon appears. It might be smaller than average, but it's still a cannon and she's being given permission to fire it.

She takes the powder and pours down the barrel before taking rammer. Perhaps Nimona's expression is a little too diabolic, but how often does a person allow her to play with the stuff that explodes?!

Her tongue sticks out while she takes aim with the cannon before even thinking about taking the linstock. ]

Kraken off the bow! Take aim, you scallywags! [ She points the linstock at the flan, then lights that cannon up. The attack is dead-on and turns a portion of the jiggling creature into charcoal. ]

Reload the cannons!

[A diabolic expression is the right expression. Otherwise what would be the point?

He chuckles at Nimona's nautical banter and covers his ears as the little cannon goes BOOM. The attack looks delightfully effective--the charred-up bits ooze and tumble off the rest of the slug. Of course, now that it's been hurt, it's mad, and it starts putting on a higher turn of speed to reach them.

Faster than Faris had expected. Oh well. He sponges the cannon out and then loads it up with another charge.]

Ready to fire! Give 'er the jaws of hell!

[ Now she's going to want to play with cannons all the time, and her dad might not let her.

While Faris covers his ears, Nimona lets the BOOM ring in her ears - it's not really going to harm her anyway. She doesn't cower back at making the giant jiggling flan angry and now heading their way. ]

A little to the left, calculate in the wind speed... [ Muttering to herself as she realigns the cannon for a more deadly shot.

Then she straightens and points at the flan. ]

Heed my words, you overgrown bowl of Jello! Turn back now and no one has to get hurt. [ crickets ] How dare you insult those of us who have bones! I, the Great Pink Dragon Captain Nimona, will strike you down today!

Light the cannons! [ She's the one lighting it. ] Go back to the bowels of the earth! [ Then gently nudges Faris with her elbow. ] Get it... bowels, because Jello is edible?