video; un: caduceus

[eyesofthegrave]

[ The video starts with a blank screen and a muffled sound. The one operating it has yet to get used to such technology. After a little blackness, the screen focuses on the Firbolg. His skin is a sickly grey fuzz, drawn in around the cheeks, a little unhealthily thin but not gaunt. He smiles, both his eyes and the shock of mohawk hair are a very natural-looking pink. When he finally speaks, his voice is has a very low, relaxing timbre to it. ]

Oh, hey there. Is this on? Am I sending or however this works?

[ Turning his comm around a few times until he was back in the frame. ]


I eh, let's start again, shall we? My Name is Mister Clay, Caduceus Clay and I just wanted to offer my services to anyone in need really.

[ Oh God, he's not used to public speaking. This is kind of terrifying. ]

Well, healing magic is my forte, among other things. So, like, yea. If anyone needs any healing or their mind calmed, oh, I can also do that too, calm you. I'll uh, I'll be around and willing to help out. I've heard these moons do strange things to folk, wouldn't want anyone hurting when they don't need to.

[ He pauses for a long moment. Contemplating ending it there before finally adding. ]

Oh, um and, one more thing... If you've seen anything, anyone dying or dead around the place... Give me a shout? I'd really appreciate it, thanks.

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[eyesofthegrave]

[ Yea, Caduceus and technology are not good bedfellows. His hands are too big for the delicate buttons and dials etcetera. No, Caduceus is better suited to magic and spells.

As for the point about having a small furry pal in the group, well, Nott wasn't exactly furry but she was a loudmouth who liked to tinker with alchemy and blow shit up if that counts for anything? ]

Zen-Whoberi. That sounds nice, I like that, Zen-Whoberi. Oh, I eh, I think some of my friends would still challenge her to a drinking contest anyway, they're a little reckless with their wellbeing at times. Good job we have two Cleric's in the group.

[ The firbolg didn't really see himself as fashionable in the slightest! but he would be flattered if he knew someone liked what he was wearing, most of the time it was something comfortable and flowy, though, unlike Peter, if a fight broke out, Caduceus would normally stand aside and fight from cover, using spells and projectiles.

Ah-ha! Well, in human years he was around 20? Early 20's possibly but in firbolg, he was pushing 90 something! Still pretty young considering his race could live for hundreds of years too. ]

Yea, I'd really like to make a little Graveyard somewhere but I don't think its exactly legal here?

[spacedisaster]

[ Ah, that's an added usability problem, maybe they can find a way to fix it. They could change the bracelet to display an holographic keyboard with bigger buttons. ]

It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Sounds more melodic than Terran. Is what the people around the galaxy call us, humans. She doesn't accept challenges easily but she is competitive, I'm sure they all would have fun. But you're right, it would be the sort of fun that might require medical assistance.

[ Peter will have to mention it one day if they meet in person. He's seen people wearing all sorts of colorful or weird clothes while traveling around the Galaxy but Caduceus' have a particular style to it that he enjoys.

Oh that's not so old for his species! Peter's almost twice his age. Don't tell him Caduceus or he will feel old. At the mention fo the graveyard, Peter makes 'Uh yeah no' face and chuckles a little. ]

No, I don't think so.

[eyesofthegrave]

[ Making it easier for Caduceus to use the bracelets would be amazing, honestly. He's missed calls and even sent gobbly-goop out in response to people before. So yea, every little helps. ]

It does. Very melodic. Oh, so a human isn't a human where you're from? It's what, a Terran? Wow, I'm learning so much, I hope I can remember all of this.

[ He chuckled at that, knowing that most of what Peter said, he was going to remember but some of it? Some of it would slip through the cracks in his memory.

The Mighty Nein would often get themselves into trouble like that, drinking competitions with aliens who were made to drink was right up their street! He'd have to tell the ones he lived with about Peter and his girlfriend! ]

That's a shame... I really would have loved to have a Graveyard here. Even if the Moonblessed just turn in to crystals for a while. It would have been nice looking after them.