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It was... five? Five o'clock? It must be that weird numerical system non-senexians used to tell the time. Argós never really understood it completely, though he did associate five with afternoon, which was completely opposite of the current time. It was actually morning. He supposed he could...

Well, Vaezhasar's reply seemed quite funny. While his apparent identification with what was considered as "evil" and "power-hungry" on the table was rather concerning, his refusal to do the job just seemed out of form. Why, everyone in there had at least one family member worried about their...

"MY GEM!" Argós desperately started to chase the group of rats. The mice ran to the daily market and began to cause trouble in there, moving among the citizens' legs and the boxes full of fruit and vegs, while forcing the clumsy golem to follow suit. The purple gem was bouncing on top of the...

Argós started to connect the dots and make sense of where he could fit in. He actually began to like what he was hearing. If they were going to an underground ruins in a slow process of decay, that meant there was a whole range of situations where the golem's skills would come quite handy; after...

"Oh... He dropped the gem. He dropped... the gem." That sentence alone probably summarizes the moment of apprehension better than any description. However, it is still useful to detail the tension that arose the moment the gem left the thief's hands and fell on the floor, just a few steps away...

Ah, yes, gem types. If the granite golem recalled correctly, his gem was of a pyramidalis variety. "Pyramidalis" because, well, they looked like a pyramid. They were somewhat common in those lands, more so than in faraway lands, though the purple variety was rarer. They were probably not as...

The granite golem's face wouldn't be as expressive, but, to his soul, being near those two felt as if he was opening a small box of surprises. Argós didn't know how to react to the information revealed by Seretha. Of course, he had already been in situations where he had been sent to recover...

Argós looked at the young halfling with a now renewed impression that he wasn't going to cooperate. It seemed like he was going to have to play language games with a trickster. He was going to see - correction, experience those cases of mischief in monasteries, where the head priest had to sit...

Only then the granite golem noticed the cloaked woman was a necromancer. The implications coming from the facial expressions and the words themselves were so strong that writing it all down would be a waste of time. It would be suffice to say that, despite not understanding names such as...

Argós thought Seretha's comment about his orders was quite funny. Understandable, but funny; after all, if she did mention him to the keeper, she had to expect he was going to order something. He assumed it was some sort of empty social gesture, something people usually did to be... "polite"...

Eventually, they reached the "somewhere" the cloaked magician wanted to guide them to, and- oh well. It was really a tavern. Oh well... Right, the granite creature would wait to see what the others were going to do. If they asked food, he was going to ask food as well. The gluttony was kicking...

Late reply Xb I really hope I'm not reviving a dead post... Anyhow, based on what you described, your character seems really interesting! Right now, I only have one character, Argós, who is a traveler golem whose primary goal is to survive. There are many things about him which I'm still...

The granite golem quietly observed as the armored sorcerer presented his part of the deal. It was curious - if Seretha (that was the cloaked woman's name, as it appeared; that, or Vaezhasar confused himself) accepted it, Argós was going to have a work colleague who was probably two or more times...

Well, it seemed like things turned out a little bit differently, didn't it? Contrary to the granite creature's belief, the intimidating staff holder didn't attack or threaten the group. The armored sorcerer actually looked like a somewhat polite person - or polite enough to not just start a...

Things were starting to roll. After the stranger revealed her intention to go... somewhere (she didn't specify where, perhaps it was the tavern they were talking about so far?), the golem nodded again, this time, a short, fast nod. Then the woman started to guide the granite creature to the...