Heroica RPG- Quest #117: The Tale of The Caustic Collection

[Kintobor]

Eric grunted, severely displeased with the lack of praise or attention his tale had garnered. Ignorant fools. The Nord scratched his chin and then waved away Rollinger's statement. "That's just your opinion, then." He didn't even try to argue with the Paladin. There was no point. Eric knew his own views were right, but no matter how much he'd try to convince Rollinger, in the end the man would remain a slave of the weak Eagle God.

He then turned his attention to the other conversation at hand. He smiled wickedly. "Come one, wizard boy. Tell us a story."

"Perhaps it is my opinion, then." Rollinger looks at Eric with a stern sense of resentment. Rollinger would remember that.

QM Note: Sorry for the lack of an update, but I've been busy with Christmas stuff. We'll hopefully continue as planned.

[Cutcobra]

That bear should have finished the job.

"Fine since all of you want a story... Once there was a knight who saved a princess. The end."

Heckz saw the faces of displeasure from his companions so he rethinked the idea of not telling them anything.

"Okay. There once was a beautiful boy like yours truly. He may or may not or may have been ,say, natural born, his father unknown, while his mother's husband was the head of a rich house in the High Kingdoms. This boy's mother convinced her fat ugly husband to keep the boy, but unfortunately he wanted to keep him in a dungeon. This man did not like bast- natural born sons. Especially ones that were not his. Luckily for the angel looking boy, his 'brother' always visited him secretly, giving nim food, playing games and talking about what's going on outside. The mother's husband, let's call him ugly frog, was starting to hate the b- natural born son even more when he accidentally knocked his 'sister' unconciouss with magic. You see the ugly frog despised magic. When the ugly frog started beating the boy, saying lies like "You're disgusting." or "I have never seen an uglier face in my life.", the boy's 'brother' started defending him, to the point of taking a hit for him. One day, the 'brother' came to m- the boy, saying he found the key to his chains. Before they escaped the castle, the boy took the pleasure of freezing the ugly frog's veins. Slowly. The 'brother' said he knew a few roguish tricks and that together with the boy they could steal whatever they wanted. The wretched abomination I mean 'brother' told him that they should not keep their names since they were their past life's names, so they invented nicknames for each other. The boy noticed that the brother was getting quite greedy, sometimes even killing people for money or taking up jobs for it. It wasn't pleasent when the 'brother' found out that there was a 100.000 gold bounty on both of them. The wretched abomination convinced me to go to Eubric to escape the bounty." Heckz seemed to start getting angrier. "And if by escape the jackass meant puting an arrow in my head and leaving me for dead whilist he kept 50.000 gold, well he was quite right. When I woke up, apparently in the hovels, I started to look where to go in this shit pile of a city. Luckily there were no gates back then, so I headed straight to Heroica."

Heckz started calming down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, was I reffering the boy as me? It was obviously the wine... that was certainly hidden in the water..."

Heckz turned to Throlar.

"Now you."

[Khorne]

"Perhaps it is my opinion, then." Rollinger looks at Eric with a stern sense of resentment. Rollinger would remember that.

Eric returned the look of resentment, but the sour look on his face turned once more into a grin the Nord couldn't supress. He didn't mind being not liked by those he himself resented. In fact, Eric somewhat enjoyed even those negative feelings towards him. It empowered him. Even negative attention was attention spent on the Nord, after all.

"So why didn't you, uhm, I mean 'the boy', kill his father? Or the brother? If they feel it's justified, they have the right to do that. Only fools let the opportunity for vengeance pass by."

[Cutcobra]

Eric returned the look of resentment, but the sour look on his face turned once more into a grin the Nord couldn't supress. He didn't mind being not liked by those he himself resented. In fact, Eric somewhat enjoyed even those negative feelings towards him. It empowered him. Even negative attention was attention spent on the Nord, after all.

"So why didn't you, uhm, I mean 'the boy', kill his father? Or the brother? If they feel it's justified, they have the right to do that. Only fools let the opportunity for vengeance pass by."

"I thought I mentioned that the boy killed the ugly frog slowly. M- The brother put an arrow in the boy's head and left him for dead. I don't know where the brother is now so I don't have a chance to kill him. I mean, the boy doesn't have a chance to kill him."

[Khorne]

Oh crap, must've missed that when I read it the first time. Now I see you said you froze the guy's veins

"I must've missed that part, then. It was told rather poorly," Eric defended himself. "Still, the nobleman got what he deserved and the boy did what he had to do. A tale of vengeance is always nice, even if told poorly."

[Cutcobra]

"I believe my skills of narration are top notch, like all my other skills. Nothing was told poorly. Except maybe the part where the innkeeper slipped some wine or whatever in my drink. Didn't you?"

He asked the innkeeper.

[Duvors]

"I believe my skills of narration are top notch, like all my other skills. Nothing was told poorly. Except maybe the part where the innkeeper slipped some wine or whatever in my drink. Didn't you?"

He asked the innkeeper.

"No he did not, and no, there is really no reason to pretend or find excuses for anything either, Eric doesn't care, Rollinger is sorry for the feller, and I, in despite of feeling sorry myself, still think it's no excuse for you being a... well I won't say it, I don't want to wake up with my face on fire and my feet frozen."

"I've been trying to think about what to tell you, but I actually have no idea what to say, so I'm afraid I might have to skip, unless I can think of something to say, which I can't."

[Cutcobra]

"No he did not, and no, there is really no reason to pretend or find excuses for anything either, Eric doesn't care, Rollinger is sorry for the feller, and I, in despite of feeling sorry myself, still think it's no excuse for you being a... well I won't say it, I don't want to wake up with my face on fire and my feet frozen."

"You'll get much more than that if you keep criticising my every move."

Said Heckz, annoyed.

[Duvors]

"You'll get much more than that if you keep criticising my every move."

Said Heckz, annoyed.

"You need some criticism, and some good advice, unfortunately I only have criticism to offer."

[Khorne]

"I've been trying to think about what to tell you, but I actually have no idea what to say, so I'm afraid I might have to skip, unless I can think of something to say, which I can't."

Eric clapped his hands and got up. He was smiling. "Don't feel obliged to tell a story, little man. In fact, keep this idea of 'silent contemplation' in your head fot the rest of our quest. You shutting up for a while might work wonders on the group's atmosphere."

He stretched his arms and faked a yawn. "Time for me to hit the hay. See you tomorrow, wizard."

Eric didn't even bother to mention both the Paladin and Throlar, like some crossed child he simply neglected them. Even though the Nord wasn't all that tired, he'd at least wouldn't have to listen to the dwarf's ramblings now, if it indeed came to that.

[Kintobor]

QM Note: Update will come tomorrow. I've got some images to take, and unfortunately I'm away from my collection.

[Kintobor]

Heckz started calming down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, was I reffering the boy as me? It was obviously the wine... that was certainly hidden in the water..."

Heckz turned to Throlar.

"Now you."

"Sorry sir, but I have no reason to do such a thing!" The bartender smiles at Heckz while furiously wiping down his table. Rollinger rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

"Well, Heckz... that was... um, quite the story." Rollinger mumbles something under his breath, but it's too groggy to get the most of it.

"I've been trying to think about what to tell you, but I actually have no idea what to say, so I'm afraid I might have to skip, unless I can think of something to say, which I can't."

"Meh. I don't blame you. I tried to have some sort of bonding experience and we get norse mythology and whatever Heckz told."

Eric clapped his hands and got up. He was smiling. "Don't feel obliged to tell a story, little man. In fact, keep this idea of 'silent contemplation' in your head fot the rest of our quest. You shutting up for a while might work wonders on the group's atmosphere."

He stretched his arms and faked a yawn. "Time for me to hit the hay. See you tomorrow, wizard."

Eric didn't even bother to mention both the Paladin and Throlar, like some crossed child he simply neglected them. Even though the Nord wasn't all that tired, he'd at least wouldn't have to listen to the dwarf's ramblings now, if it indeed came to that.

Rollinger waits for Eric to leave before crossing his arms and saying something, a hint of malice in his voice.

"Inbred norse git. It takes a real special type to bred someone that ignorant." Rollinger hisses. He gets up and heads to the common room. "I'm going to sleep. Good night, gents. Be ready for tomorrow." With a wave, Rollinger heads out of sight after entering the other room. A wave of drowsiness washes over Throlar and Heckz.

"Best you two get some sleep. I'll lock up shortly!"

QM Note: I'll start sending out PM's once they're ready. Duvors, you don't need to pay the inn keep for a room, the common room's open.

[Cutcobra]

"Bye boo. And remember, don't criticise me unless you like sleeping in water. Forever."

Heckz goes to his room.

[Kintobor]

QM Note: You're PM's will be heading out soon. As well, Lord Duvors, if you could post your actions for whether you want a room or are sleeping in the common room, I'd appreciate it.

[Duvors]

"Hmmm, I think I'll be staying in the common room tonight, not that I can do anything else."

And I don't think that I'll be getting any sleep tonight either, but that's the usual. Darnit.

[Kintobor]

The party reawakens back in their rooms, and reconvenes downstairs in the inn's eerily quiet main hall. It seems the bartender is nowhere to be seen, although a note rests at the bar. The party seems ready to go... but where is Rollinger?

[Duvors]

The party reawakens back in their rooms, and reconvenes downstairs in the inn's eerily quiet main hall. It seems the bartender is nowhere to be seen, although a note rests at the bar. The party seems ready to go... but where is Rollinger?

"Well hello folks, welcome to the empty foyer, where we have complete privacy."

Throlar, knowing perfectly well that he has left his companions utterly nonplussed, read the note at the bar.

Suddenly, he spoke;

"So, who is going to get the Undertaker?"

Edited January 18, 2015 by Lord Duvors

[Khorne]

Eric entered the common room, slowly waking up. He had his gear strapped and was ready to hit the road again. Sloppily, he tied his hair into a top knot, some strands remained hanging out on the sides.

"Well hello folks, welcome to the empty foyer, where we have complete privacy."

Throlar, knowing perfectly well that he has left his companions utterly nonplussed, read the note at the bar.

Suddenly, he spoke;

"So, who is going to get the Undertaker?"

"What does the note say, Dwarf?", Eric then followed up with another question, looking confused, "And what 'Undertaker' are you taking about?"

[Cutcobra]

Heckz enters the room looking a little distressed.

"Oh, it was horrible! First I was in a room full of people with ugly robes, then I saw children with ugly clothes and they proceeded to ruin my precious clothes!"

Heckz then catches up with the situation.

"Meh. Rollinger was much a burden than actual help. Read the note, if you want we can search for him. I'm feeling generous towards non-children today. And if we find him dead, I keep his greatsword. Imagine how much gold a silver greatsword will get me."

Please tell me he is dead please tell me he is dead please tell me he is dead...

[Khorne]

"Meh. Rollinger was much a burden than actual help. Read the note, if you want we can search for him. I'm feeling generous towards non-children today. And if we find him dead, I keep his greatsword. Imagine how much gold a silver greatsword will get me."

Eric nodded in agreement. "If the man is truly dead, I get his remaining gold and amour. Dead men have no use for those anyway."

[Cutcobra]

"I actually met a dead man that had a lot of use for such things. He could have used some perfume too. He's not here though, so who cares."

[Duvors]

"Meh. Rollinger was much a burden than actual help. Read the note, if you want we can search for him. I'm feeling generous towards non-children today. And if we find him dead, I keep his greatsword. Imagine how much gold a silver greatsword will get me."

Please tell me he is dead please tell me he is dead please tell me he is dead...

Eric nodded in agreement. "If the man is truly dead, I get his remaining gold and amour. Dead men have no use for those anyway."

"F***. You. Yes, he is dead, but you are not getting anything of his you disgraceful BASTARDS! Have you no respect for the DEAD!? Are you so utterly self-absorbed that you don't even care that a man has just been killed? What in the BLUE BLOOMING BLAZES OF HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!?

He stopped for a moment, looking at them like he was going to do something very nasty.

"You killed him didn't you? You killed him! I'll kill you!

Throlar drew his sword and leapt at his companions.

[Kintobor]

"Well hello folks, welcome to the empty foyer, where we have complete privacy."

Throlar, knowing perfectly well that he has left his companions utterly nonplussed, read the note at the bar.

Throlar picks up the note, it's writing scratched out sloppily and somewhat hard to read. It reads:

"Gone out for a moment. Will return shortly." -Management

Throlar drew his sword and leapt at his companions.

Drawing his sword, Throlar finds blood dripping from his weapon. In fact, a weapon on all of the heroes was covered in blood...

The Party

Eric (Khorne)

30 year old Human Nord

Level 25. 3 Raider *Natural Respite* *Evasion* *Protected from Fragile, Weakened and Asleep + Immune to Water and Earth*

Power: 42 (25+15+2)

Defense: 5

Health: 43/43 (8+24+7+4)

Gold: 986

Equipment: Godricsleif (WP: 22; Ice-, Lightning-, Darkness-elemental; greatsword, Bloodied), Pugilist's Gloves (Power +2, protects from Weakened), Heavy Armor (SP:5, protects fromFragile), Boots of Evasion (Wearer takes half damage in front row + Immunity to Water, Earth and Asleep)

Inventory: Conspirator (WP: 15, causes Blinded; longsword, Drengazuli Grom'az (WP:6; Dual Strike; axe), 6 Silverfish Wings (WP:8, retrievable, throwing dagger), 2 Diseased Silverfish Wings (WP:8, causes cursed-effect, retrievable, throwing weapon), Garnet (Earth), 1 Potion 6 Grand Potions, Health Core, 3 Remedies, Neutralizer, 6 Meads, 5 Smelling Salts, 4 Nostrum, 3 Mulled Wine, Dragon Scale, 3 ElixirVenom, Deadly Venom, Fire Bomb, Lightning Bomb, Aeolus Bomb, Bone, Feather of White (Allows the user to hide for up to three rounds, avoiding Free Hits. The effect ends if the user targets an enemy.), Feather of White, Raw Meat (Consumable, +5 Max. Health), Ancient Ritual Goblet (Quest Item)

Decamon Cards: (N/A)

John 'Heckz' Brutenhal, the Ghostbuster, the Super Sleuth and the School Inspector (Cutcobra) *Party Leader*

32 year old male human Sorcerer

Level: 24 *Immune to Sealed* *Jinxed Spells*

Power Bonus: 10 (Spells)

Defense: 3

Health: 14/32

Ether: 20/35

Gold: 641

Equipment: Solemn Scythe (WP: 12, Darkness elemental Scythe, 1/2 chance of dealing the Sealed Effect, Bloodied), Magician's Gloves (Spellpower +10; suitable for mages; handwear), Robe Of The Archmagi (SP:3, Max. Ether + 5, immune to sealed; bodywear), Bad Luck Charm (Makes the sorcerer’s spells - including Razzmatazz and Sleight of Hand - cause an additional jinxed-effect, increasing their ether cost by 1; suitable for sorcerers; accessory)

Inventory: 2x Skeleton Decoy, 2x Deadly Venom x2, Rawr (WP:9, dagger), Lovelorn Wand (WP:6, deals enamored-effect), Rat Scepter (WP:3, 4x damage to enemies named “rat”; wand), Pitchfork of Abomination (WP:1, pierces all defenses including SP but breaks after one use; suitable to all classes), Bone Whip (WP:9, damages undead, whip), Wyrd Shield (SP:4, prevents ether reduction; suitable to mystic knights and paladins), Harlot's Outfit (SP: 2, immune to poisoned; suitable for Witches, Sorcerers and Harlots; bodywear/footwear), Buffoon's Hat (Prevents anyone from taking the wearer seriously; protects from Free Hits unless the wearer is the last hero standing; headwear),Watt's Artifact (Makes the user’s attacks and spells three times more effective against demons; accessory), Spellbound Gloves (Spellpower +5; handwear), Opal (Ice), Garnet (Earth), Amethyst (Darkness), Aquamarine (Water), Ether Core, Elixir, Neutralizer, Soma, 3x Mead, 3x Smelling Salts, Nostrum, Bedroll, Shovel, Wicked Perfume (Makes all male humanoid enemies enamored to the user, but makes all female humanoid enemies encouraged; consumable), Blue Jelly, 7 Bones

Throlar Wineghilm

135 year old male Dwarven Knight. *immune to ice and weakened* *avoids free hits from flying enemies* *Hastened!*

Level, 12.5

Power, 25 (12+12+1)

Defense, 6 (5+1)

Health, 9/26 (10+11+5)

Gold, 1

Equipped; Elven Sword (WP 5, longsword, Bloodied), Poncanis Shield (SP 5, ice elemental),, Lion's Plate (Max health +5, Power +1, Immune to weakened, suitable for knights and barbarians, bodywear), Counterstrike Gloves (If the wearer is damaged by a free hit they counter with strength equal to their level, handwear)

Inventory;

Weapons; Mace and Chain (Mace, WP 3), Mopagsabre (WP 12, ice elemental longsword)

Shields; Elven Shield (SP 5, All elves in the party gain an equal amount of SP so long as the wielder is standing.).

Artifacts; Crow Helmet (SP 1, flying enemies do not deal free hits to the wearer, suitable for Knights and Dragoons, headwear).

Consumables; Potion x3, Remedy x3, Hint Coin (Gives the user a hint about a puzzle or a tricky situation, Useable only once, Has no monetary value.), Bone, Holy Bomb, Floral Bomb, Air Bomb, Dirt Bomb, Water Bomb, Lightning Bomb, Fire Bomb x4, Smoke Bomb, Deadly Venom, Phoenix Essence, Nostrum, Feather of Flight

Equipment; Bedroll, Shovel, Pickaxe, Magnifying Glass.

Treasures; None.

Decamon Deck, x2 Magic Carp (Aquatic 1), Volt Ant (Electric 1), Tweetybird (Flying 1) Ursa Minor (Eithereal 1).

[Cutcobra]

"F***. You. Yes, he is dead, but you are not getting anything of his you disgraceful BASTARDS! Have you no respect for the DEAD!? Are you so utterly self-absorbed that you don't even care that a man has just been killed? What in the BLUE BLOOMING BLAZES OF HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!?

He stopped for a moment, looking at them like he was going to do something very nasty.

"You killed him didn't you? You killed him! I'll kill you!

Throlar drew his sword and leapt at his companions.

"Oh wait... now that I think about it..."

Heckz puts a fake sad face.

"... the bag! How are we going to get a reward without the bag?"

He looks back at Throlar.

"Oh, sorry but I don't feel like cleaning your sword today. How about you put it down and accept the fact that we are not going to share the items of Rollinger with you."

He notices his own weapon has blood too so he swaps it for the Bone Whip.

"Eeeewww."

Edited January 19, 2015 by Cutcobra

[Duvors]

Throlar looks at his sword.

"Well." he said in a slightly calmer voice, "This is most certainly, without a doubt, garbage."

"Well, considered in a slightly calmer frame of mind it is rather obvious that you didn't kill him..."

"Oh, sorry but I don't feel like cleaning your sword today. How about you put it down and accept the fact that we are not going to share the items of Rollinger with you."

"...but after that remark I am honor-bound to kill you, or at least maim you badly," he said exchanging his Elven Longsword for his Mopagsaber.

"Eric, you are exempt from the maiming, to tell the truth I really didn't expect anything but callousness from you. Now Heckz, if you'll just close your eyes and hold still..."

Throlar lunged at Heckz, whirling his sword over his head like a madman.

Edited January 19, 2015 by Lord Duvors