Diplomacy

Attempt to Woo a Native! Requires Diplomacy research.

Literature
The group hiked back to Sanguine Cove in the early morning, having spent most of the night looking for the moths in the caves. Now, each member of the group carried with then bags filled with small jar containing a few moths each.   "We got so many!" Wait called out excitedly to the group, "I wasn't expecting to find so many with what you told us, Bilo'bjorn."   The belemoid chuckled. "We got lucky, honestly."   Alter and ...
Wooing Bilo'bjorn III
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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Boop the Bilo
By Tsidal ・ 1 ・ 0
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Orbs and Snuggles
By Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 2 ・ 0
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Swamps and Orbs
By Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 0 ・ 0
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River Crossing
By Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] Hey Who's That Over There?
By Xione ・ 1 ・ 0
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Etched in Stone
By Gaeron Pass, Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 0 ・ 0
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               Tough pebbles crunched under Erist’s feet, slicked from recent snowmelt. The sky was colorless and overcast, the foreboding sense of oncoming rainfall hanging in the air. He looked ahead along the trail at his party: Veldet seemed enraptured playing “eye spy” with Nepeto, who was enjoying a free ride on the draconic tark’ees head, then ahead of them was Deidra. The onyx belemoid was the eldest of the four, she seldom travelled far from the colony, but this...
[Woo] Trial of the Trail
By Spear ・ 0 ・ 0
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After finishing their lunch, Nathalia revealed the next location. A grove of seemingly ancient trees hugging one of the mountain sides. She had explained that these trees were renowned for their flexibility and strength. The trees, towering and majestic, seemed to touch the sky.   "These trees have stood for centuries," Nathalia said, her voice full of wonder. "They provide excellent wood, but cutting them down would mean it can never be harvested again, It'd take cen...
Wooing Nathalia III
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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Jetlag Pens and Collab
By Xione, Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] Jetlag iPad n Pens
By Xione ・ 1 ・ 0
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     Jhenigi sank gratefully into the lake, the cool water a welcome relief from the oppressive heat and humidity of an early Geshem day.  Their surroundings were unfamiliar, and the weather uncomfortable, but it beat crawling around after Nauxha, relying on some strange chirping device to tell them if their next steps would send them plummeting into a hidden crevasse and to their deaths.      Their current o...
[Diplomacy] A Strange Shore
By Zagreus-15 ・ 1 ・ 0
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[Gift] Jetlag Pens
By Xione ・ 3 ・ 0
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Content Warning: Severe Injuries

Wooing Manfred III
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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Content Warning: Fight scene (minor injuries)

Wooing Manfred II
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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Becoming friends
By Tsidal ・ 0 ・ 0
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Still some convincing
By Tsidal ・ 0 ・ 0
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Roam turned the fruit around in her hand, frowning. It wasn't *bad*, but still she sighed, already knowing from it's colour that it would be way more sour than she had hoped. Fawn, on the other hand, seemed happy as can be as they foraged across the fields in Mireh. Roam wasn't surprised, Fawn loved the more sour fruits, after all. Wait and Alter, who had insisted on coming along for "extra hands" were lounging under the shaded area just below a large tree. The two hadn't been too helpful, ...
Wooing Manfred I
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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The group enjoyed their break for a bit, but Bilo'bjorn quickly started digging up books from the bag he was carrying.   "So," he started, "I was hoping to look for specific bugs. I want to see what their numbers are at, mostly, and then bring a few home."   He opened the book on a specific page. "I'm mainly after these guys." everyone leaned in to see the page, which showed a drawing of a- very unremarkable moth of sorts.   ...
Wooing Bilo'bjorn II
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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Choose let out a sigh, shoving the deck of cards into one of his pockets. "Alright, let's find this locket. Where did you last see it?"   Morgain pointed towards the thick grove of brambles that surrounded the colony. "Over there. I was passing through earlier, and I think it might have slipped out of my pockets. When I checked after passing trough, it was gone."   The group put themselves to work, combing trough the thick brambles. While Morgai...
Wooing Morgain II
By LostInProgres ・ 1 ・ 0