Heroica RPG - Quest #134: The Sky Is Falling

[Dannylonglegs]

Sylph healed Warlen if Vindsval failed to remedy him, but otherwise attacked the feet from the back.

[Duvors]

(My health should be at 26. )

"Bloody hell, my ears!"

Throlar repeats.

[Kintobor]

Annienal winces as she makes futile attempts to get up off her back. She notices Vindsval approach her, but she can barely hear, his voice seemingly muted. The wind knocked out of her, she refuses Vindsvals healing and points to his Grand Potion. She could feel everything in her body feeling in sharp amounts of pain from bouncing across the courtyard, her helmet dented. She could feel something warm drip down from her forehead, and something in her leg feel out of place.

"W-w- spread out! This is going to happen ag-again unless you spread out!" Annienal shouted at the top of her lungs, which wasn't amounting to much.

Annienal heals Warlen from the back row with a potion.

Annienal downs a mead from the back row.

Miller attacks the Feet from the back row.

Ogo and Oro target the Windpipe.

Order and Suggested Actions

>Vindsval Heals Annienal with a Grand Potion

>Vindsval Remedies Warlen

>Annienal uses a potion on Warlen

>Throlar vs. Tail

>Throlar vs. Windpipe

>Warlen vs. Head

>Warlen vs. Wings

>Annienal downs a Mead

>Sylph vs. Heals Hero with Lowest Health

>Miller vs. Feet

[Asphalt]

Vindsval sees Annie motioning at his pouch as he approaches her. Strange that she should reject his touch. But he has spent enough time with her to know what she wanted, if not why. and he had grown to trust her. He stops his prayer as he kneels next to her and pours a Grand Potion down her throat.

Be still my friend. I will help. Take no more hits like that if you do not mind. I have grown rather fond of you and it would pain me greatly to see your path end here.

Second Action.

The witch sees the mage stumbling about and yelling more strangely than usual. He moves from Annieanal's side and grasps him by the shoulder.

That is no ogre Glade Born, stop yelling and allow me to help you.

Now, go finish off that damnable dragon.

Vindsval uses a Grand potion on Annienal from the Back Row

Vindsval Remedies Warlen from the Back Row.

​OOC: Annie sure is becoming one expensive date.

[Kintobor]

​OOC: Annie sure is becoming one expensive date.

Take note, all you would be daters.

I'll pay you back. I just don't want to play a game of chance when I can get 100% immediate results. At this stage, I'm not taking risks. We're a little vulnerable and I need to fix my mistake from last round.

[Endgame]

"It is as I warned you. I am neither a wise nor majestic creature - merely a vicious one."

[Asphalt]

And soon, one that will trouble this plane no more.

[Duvors]

"It is as I warned you. I am neither a wise nor majestic creature - merely a vicious one."

"Oh shut up you."

[Endgame]

"As you wish, dwarven knight. Let this hunt reach it's conclusion..."

Lethauros runs his tail through the ground, carving a scar into the earth.

"One way or another."

Round Five Versus The Lethal Legend:

>Vindsval uses a Grand Potion on Annienal (back)

>Vindsval remedies Warlen (back)

>Annienal uses a Potion on Warlen (back)

>Throlar VS Lethauros Tail (back): Damage (48/2=24-12=12 damage)

>Throlar VS Lethauros Windpipe (back): Hit (20+14=34/2=17 damage)

>Warlen VS Lethauros (back): Special Damage Hit (6+16=22x4=88 damage)

>Warlen VS Lethauros Wings (back): Special Damage Shield: Magic Burst (6+16=22x4=88 damage)

>Annienal downs a Mead (back)

>Sylph heals Throlar (back): Greater Heal (10x2=20+26=46 HP healed)

>Miller VS Lethauros Tail (back): Critical Hit (12x2=24+15=39x3=117 damage)

>Poe VS Lethauros Tail: 25 damage

Round Six Versus The Lethal Legend:

>Annienal VS Lethauros Briartail (front): Critical Hit (18x2=36+14=40x2=80 damage)

...

Lethauros, staggered and bleeding, lets out one final horrifica howl before taking to the skies. Annienal looks up, the battered dragon's glow still magnificent. He begins his ferocious descent, hurtling towards Annienal like a meteor. The elf just barely rolls out of the way, and with a slash of her sword, sever's the beast's tail clean from its body. The pain proves too much, and the dragon fails its graceful landing, landing with a horrific crunch His head whips around one last time, inhaling to unleash a devastating roar, before Annie strikes him again,quite nearly cleaving out one of his eyes. Lethauros lifts his scarred face to the heavens and roars one last time, before collapsing to the floor, defeated.

Throlar and Annienal had finally passed a knight's rite of passage, and had slain a dragon... They felt ready to tackle a new class as a result.

The Ancestor has Fallen.

Party Leader, please distribute the loot:

250 gold

Underdeveloped Organ: An organ obtained from the body of the Lethauros, still not fully grown despite the many millenia it has lived. Puncturing it emits an ominous black smoke... (Roleplay Item)

Elder Eye, Prismatic Scale, Lethal Spike, Ancient Claw, Ivory Carapce, White Hide: Parts from the luminous Ancestor. Useless now, but with a blacksmith's touch, perhaps the dragon's power could live on?

The Party:

Sylph Solanum (Dannylonglegs)

unknown age, unknown race Druid *Immune to Sealed*

Level: 26.66

Health: 23/36

Ether: 24/31

Gold: 85

Equipment: Shrapnel Bow (WP: 10, Bow. Every successful hit drops the target's SP by 1), 20-20 glasses (headwear, +1 turn of effect for scrolls), Robe of the Archmagi (Bodywear; SP: 3; Max Ether +5, immune to "Sealed")

Inventory: Scroll of Frailty, Scroll of Sleep, Scroll of Blindness, Scroll of Sealing, Scroll of Confusion, Scroll of Ice Armour, 2 Tonics, 1 Venom, 2 Fire Bombs, 1 Ice Bomb, 3 Water Bombs, 2 Lightning Bombs, 1 Floral Bomb, 7 Bones, Trial Brew x2, Helmet (Max. health +1)), Emerald x2, Bedroll, Shovel, Pickaxe, Magnifying Glass, Signet Ring, Saber Teeth, Journal of The Bleeding,Tale of the Invincible King, Psych Documents, Journal of The Wound, Suffering's Journal, Robe of the Magi (Bodywear, SP: 1), Smoke Bomb, Ranger's Quiver (WP +1 to bows and crossbows), Orcish Morning Star (WP: 9, mace), Mulled Wine, Potion, Smelling Salts, Spinning Bolas (WP: 8, deals the Slowed effect, but the effect is removed when retrieved, throwing weapon), Grand Elixir (Restores full health and ether to target and remedies all negative effects), Hide of The Suffering (Bodywear, Power +7 when under a negative status effect. Doesn't stack.), Merry Bow (WP:7, ranged, steals 1 gold with each successful hit except Shield-skills), Emerald Hood (SP: 4, headwear, protects from Fragile), Sterile Gloves, Grand Potion, Remedy

Annienal Anavir (Kintobor)

"19" year old elven female Knight *Bonaparte Reputation* *Party Leader!*

Level 15

Power: 33 (15+18)

Defense: 12 (2+5+5)

Health: 26/26 (14+10+1)

Equipment: Bonaparte Cutlass (WP:9, doubled if the user has reputation among the Bonapartes; longsword), Plain Shield (SP: 5), Pauldrons (SP: 2, suitable for knights, dragoons, and skirmishers; accessory), Helmet (Max Health +1, headwear)

Gold: 660

Inventory: Ammit (WP: 6; greatsword, user gains 5 ether for every kill), Wicked Javelin (WP: 7, throwing weapon, retrievable, 1/6 chance to slow), Sanctified Rito Longsword (WP: 4, Hits doubled against flying enemies, longsword), Training Sword (WP:4), Throwing Knife (WP: 3, throwing weapon), Shark’s Tooth (Power increased by 5 against Aquatics, Accessory), Tridentian Cape (Max Ether +3; protects from Blinded effect; suitable for mages, clerics, necromancers and scholars; backwear), Tobacco Pouch(1/2 Chance of Blinding with attacks, accessory), Locustoid Greaves(+4 Ether, immune to Earth Class, usable by all Ether-based classes), Bright Polish

Emerald (Wood), Sapphire (Wind), Aquamarine (Water), Amethyst (Darkness), 3x Potions, Grand Potion, Field Rations (Restore 15 health), 2x Phoenix Essences, 4x Remedies, Mead, Venom, Smoke Bomb, Fire Bomb, Bedroll, Shovel, Telescope, Pickaxe

Scrolls: Scroll of Fire Warding (1/2 chance to make the target immune to fire for the duration of one battle at the cost of 1 ether), Scroll of Ice Warding (1/2 chance to make the target immune to ice for the duration of one battle at the cost of 1 ether), Scroll of Water Warding (1/2 chance to make the target immune to water for the duration of one battle at the cost of 1 ether), Scroll of Wood Warding (1/2 chance to make the target immune to wood for the duration of one battle at the cost of 1 ether)

37 year old, Male, Half Giant,

Level: 25 witch *Gains Triple XP* *Immune to Fire, Asleep, Blinded, Confused, Fragile, Weakened, and Sealed Effects* Attacks Are Poisoned by 11, Dual Striking

Power: 32 (22+10) (+10 to healing)

Defense: 3

Health: 32/41 (9+24+8)

Ether: 30/34 (5+24+5)

Gold: 618

Equipment:

Twin Sai (WP: 10, dual strike, dagger)

Medal of Glory (accessory, mark of true talent that allows the wearer to gain triple experience from battles, immunity to Asleep, Blinded, Confused, Fragile, and Weakened effects)(lent by Benji)

Fiery Robes of the Archmagi (SP:3 Bodywear +5 Ether, immunity to Sealed Effect and Fire)

Gloves of the Hypocritical/Hippocratic Oath, Handwear, (Adds +10 to healing for characters with the Healing job trait and + 10 Poisoning for characters with the Wicked (or future equivalent) fighting style )

Inventory:

Consumables: 5X Remedy, Potion, Grand Potion, 3X Smoke Bomb, 2X Mead, 6X Tonic, 3x Venom (poison -1), 3X Deadly Poison (Poison -10), Banana, Poison Bomb, Grand Potion, 4X Hurricane - This exotic drink grants the Hilariously and Luckily Drunk-effect, doubling the power of every attack, provided the consumer can state a pun related to his attack with every attack for the duration of one battle,3X Smelling Salts, Grating Stone x2

Weapons:

Spark Hammer (WP:8, (X2 against Aquatic, Flying, and Mechanical) lightning-elemental hammer),

Very Pink Parasol: Broomstick, WP:1, Male enemies are Enamored with the hero, Verkenner (WP:10, Darkness elemental Broomstick,(X2 against Humanoid and Holy/Luminous)ranged)

Artefacts:

Wonky Shoes (footwear, SP: 3, suitable for all classes)(lent by Benj), Toxic Hood: (Headwear. The green hood worn by the Rosalia Pestilence. Changes the poisoned effect, to Blessed for the duration of the battle if poisoned while wearing the hood, Usable by all.) Ten-Gallon Hat: Gives the wearer the "Tourist" effect, causing no one to take them seriously) Witch's Talisman (Causes the witch's poisonous attacks to deal poison 10 instead of poison 1; suitable for witches, accessory) Ethereal Cloak (SP:2, Max. Ether +4, suitable for mages, clerics, necromancers, scholars and weather mages; backwear. Raw Horsehide (Worth 10 Gold, or can be worn by Barbarian classes for SP:1)

Gems: , Topaz , Emerald X2, Diamond, Opal, Aquamarine X2, Garnet, Sapphire

Decamon Cards: Cherub (Luminous 3)

Tools: Bed Roll and Shovel

Throlar Wineghilm

135 year old male Dwarven Knight. *immune to ice and weakened*

Level, 15

Power, 28 (15+12+1)

Defense, 6 12 (5+1)

Health, 29/29 (22+5)

Gold, 45

Equipped; Miracle Lance (WP: 10, doubled against Ancients) Lion's Plate (Max health +5, Power +1, Immune to weakened, suitable for knights and barbarians, body wear), Crow Helmet (SP 1, flying enemies do not deal free hits to the wearer, suitable for Knights and Dragoons, headwear).

Inventory;

Weapons; Elven Sword (WP 5, longsword). Mopagsaber (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; Counterstrike Gloves (if the wearer is damaged by a free hit they counter with strength equal to their level, handwear).

Consumables; x2 Potion, Remedy, Hint Coin (Gives the user a hint about a puzzle or a tricky situation, Useable only once, Has no monetary value.), Bone, Floral Bomb, Air Bomb, Dirt Bomb, Water Bomb, Lightning Bomb, x4 Fire Bomb, Ice Bomb, Holy Bomb, Smoke Bomb x2, Phoenix Essence, Feather of Flight (allows the user to flee the battle when used), Viper Scale (Worth 40 gold to a certain someone)

Equipment; Bedroll, Shovel, Pickaxe, Magnifying Glass, Level up Mushroom (for The Demon Germ).

Warlen Melimane, The oft-drunk gladeborn. (The Chosen Minifigure) Attacks deal *Enamoured* *Immune to Darkness, Fire*

23 year old male half-elf Mage

Level 16.33

Power: 25 (16+6+3).

Health: 24/25 (5+16+1+3*)

SP: 11 (3+3+5)

Ether: 0/29 (5+15+4+3)

Gold: 121

Equipment: Charred Love (WP:6, deals *Enamoured* effect, wand), Fenarian Robes of the Vampire (SP:3, Max. Ether +4, Immune to Darkness, backwear), Anniversary Medal (SP+3, Power+3, Ether+3, Health+3, immune to Fire, accessory, belongs to Lind).

Inventory:

Weapons: Eagle Shield (SP: 4, prevents ehter reduction), Plasma Shield (SP: 3, absorbs electricty, belongs to Lind), Sean Cole's Sword-Cannon (Can be used as a longsword or handcannon, WP: 8 - defies SP in sword mode, deals Bleeding 1 in cannon mode)

Artifacts: Magician's Gloves (+10 spell power) Feathered Cap (SP: 1, headwear, immune to petrified) Counterstrike Gloves, 7 10-gallon Hats (Grants wearer tourist effect, causing no one to take them seriously.) Locustoid Grevaes (+4 ether, immune to Earth Class, can be used by any ether user.)

Spellbook: Amethyst, Aquamarine, Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire, Garnet, Opal, Topaz, Diamond, Scroll of Sleep, Scroll of Antimagic

Must Be RPed: Lightning Ball (25 electric damage to all enemies, bomb), Small Frost Ball (10 ice damage, bomb)

Consumables: Potion x2, Grand Potion x3, Health Core, Tonic x2, Remedy x3, Mead x1, Smelling Salts x1, Nostrum x1, Banana, Smoke Bomb, Milk x2 (+15 HP and Ether) 5x Hurricane (Grants Hilariously and Luckily Drunk - if wearer makes pun every round, the strength of their attack is doubled.) Viper Scale (worth 40 gold to a certain someone), Phoenix Essence

Other Junk: Bedroll, Shovel, Telescope, Magnifying Glass, Pickaxe, 6 bones, 2 shiny gold rocks (worth 1 gold at most stores, 5 at magic stores.)

The Elder stirs, utterly defeated, looking at the heroes with a great respect burning in his old eyes.

"Bravo... Bravo. You've... fought well."

[Asphalt]

Vindsval Moves to the Elder Dragon as it breaths its last breath. Not needing to kneel beside the head of the behemoth he places his hand flat upon its broad forehead. His arm glows with a golden light as the Witch says his last right prayers over the fallen creature. He makes no attempt to sever the head of the great beast, this was no foul creature or brigand to be treated with contempt, but a noble creature who earned its final rest.

May you fly this night in the heavens of your creator.

He finishes his prayers and moves to the creatures neck, shattered hand, and mouth. removing a portion of the creatures shining armor and terrible weapons in tern.

I promised the boy a piece of his falling star, and I told you I would take them old one. I will keep my word to you both, and your story shall be told through the ages.

He begins to move off, and then remembers something else. He goes back to the dragons maw and cuts out the tips of three more fangs. He places them on a rock to hold them in place and incises a ring around each and several notches. He picks them up and moves to the two wolves and the bird.

I told you that your tales would be told along side our own. You each also deserve a token of your valor. Take these and let it be known that you were the three who made our victory possible.

Vindsval kneels beside each of the dire wolves and deftly plaits the fur of their great mane around the fang so that it hung as a medal of honor. For his friend Poe he tied a tiny fang to his ankle using a small piece of leather thong.

Wear them proudly my animal friends. I know our battle together is over, but if any of you would stay by my side, I would welcome your companionship.

Edited June 7, 2015 by Asphalt

[Duvors]

The Elder stirs, utterly defeated, looking at the heroes with a great respect burning in his old eyes.

"Bravo... Bravo. You've... fought well."

"Thank you." said Throlar.

And with those words, he strode up to the dragon and drove the Miracle Lance between his eyes.

Edited June 7, 2015 by Lord Duvors

[Kintobor]

Annienal takes her dented helmet off after causing Lethauros to drop. She pulls out a cloth and cleans the blood from her sword, but not before putting some of it away in a vial. She felt better and her hearing had returned to her, although she still felt sore in general.

"Bravo... Bravo. You've... fought well."

"As... as did you, Lethauros. I will consider this among one of the greatest honours to fight you." Although this creature had nearly decimated her, Annienal felt it hard to not get emotional at seeing such an old and noble creature dying. She felt somewhat bad about killing the dragon, but she felt privileged to have been a part of the fight and to witness a dragon in combat. Torn between her emotions, Annienal sits in the courtyard and watches the dragon as it leaves the world.

[Asphalt]

After finishing affixing the totems to the animals Vindsval goes and sits beside Annienal's side.

We have been through much you and I. I am truly honored by the Wanderer to have been set upon your path. It would seem we have done much this day, but our journey is not yet ended. If we are to return to the Lord Wolf before this day ends and save the life of the old Scholar, we must depart soon. It pains me to leave this stronghold unexplored and abandoned, but we must not tarry here any longer.

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Warlen stays silent, gazing at the slain creature.

"Mā ngā Hau e whā koe e tukuna, e Te tūpuna. Hoki atu koe ki Hawaiki pāmāmao."

Warlen looks at the others. Despite his silence, his sorrow is obvious, even after he spurts a joke involving dragons and old people.

[Kintobor]

After finishing affixing the totems to the animals Vindsval goes and sits beside Annienal's side.

We have been through much you and I. I am truly honored by the Wanderer to have been set upon your path. It would seem we have done much this day, but our journey is not yet ended. If we are to return to the Lord Wolf before this day ends and save the life of the old Scholar, we must depart soon. It pains me to leave this stronghold unexplored and abandoned, but we must not tarry here any longer.

Annienal continued her gaze at Lethauros before turning back to Vindsval.

"Yeah, um, yeah..." Annienal gets up and brushes herself off.

"I, um... thank you for the kind words, Vind, I appreciate them. I, um, guess I never got around to telling you that you're a good friend. I, um, I mean it." Annienal began to look through what was dropped and divided the loot between the various party members.

Loot

Annienal- 50 gold, Underdeveloped Organ (For the Time Being)

Vindsval- 50 Gold

Warlen- 50 Gold

Throlar- 50 Gold

Sylph- 50 Gold

"I'll hold onto the rest of the loot and we can divide it up once we know what it is." She takes one last look at Lethauros, moving close and removing her glove. She touches his scaly body hesitantly with her palm before quickly putting her glove back on and returning to the rest of the party.

Warlen stays silent, gazing at the slain creature.

"Mā ngā Hau e whā koe e tukuna, e Te tūpuna. Hoki atu koe ki Hawaiki pāmāmao."

Warlen looks at the others. Despite his silence, his sorrow is obvious, even after he spurts a joke involving dragons and old people.

Annienal looks at Warlen, surprised by his sorrow. He never really seemed sad around her. It was a curious sight to say the least.

"I'm, um, ready to go."

[Asphalt]

Vindsval Stands and looks about the battlefield.

Let us return and see to the Scholar

[Dannylonglegs]

"Indeed." Stated Sylph to Vindsval. "A mighty force of destruction has fallen today. As is the natural order, the strong have defeated the weak. The young have supplanted the old. Life progresses as it always has. Change has both occurred, and it hasn't."

[Asphalt]

Well and versely put Druid. He extends a hand to the mystery Man? It is always a pleasure to meet one who followed the same path as my father.

[Dannylonglegs]

Well and versely put Druid. He extends a hand to the mystery Man? It is always a pleasure to meet one who followed the same path as my father.

"The pleasure is mine." Stated the Druid. "It's so rare to find one who respects and understands nature in this day and age. Sadly, it would seem that even some of those who practice the druidic rites of old have fallen into a misunderstanding of the great circle... I worry that the pestilence that refers to itself as 'Savato' remains alive and well in the countryside... despoiling my practices, and tarnishing the name of druids Olegaia-wide. If I have my way, I will put an end to his blasphemy, and enlighten... or destroy... those that would follow him. If not today, then perhaps I will wait. Nature, like time, is patient.... But it is not without its wrath."

Edited June 8, 2015 by Dannylonglegs

[Asphalt]

Vindsval grimaces at the Fallen Druids name.

Indeed, it is a dark mark upon our script that we allowed that false binder to escape us. But as you say nature is indeed patient, and the reach of the Hall is long. It would surprise me if Savato escaped retribution for long.

[Duvors]

"Aye, a right bastard he is, and he'll end up nailed to a wall one of these days. But he's not a problem now, so let's put him out of our minds for the moment."

Edited June 8, 2015 by Lord Duvors

[Endgame]

"May the dragons set fire to your hearts and fly them away..."

Throlar thrusts his spear between the eys of the dragon. His eyes widen, and his body jars, before he falls still. He lays there, his roar silenced, dead.

"The score is settled. Thank you, heroes. I'll... I suppose I'll head back to Eubric along with you."

The dragon slain, the party begin their walk back.

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<So you're telling me it was a dragon.> says Jin, as he steps away from the elderly biologist. <A dead dragon, now. You... have my thanks. And thank you for returning my boys to my. Ogo, Oro, how was your adventure?>

<There was a crazy dude that looked like the other crazy dude and...>

<There was a dragon and he went RAWR RAWR and the ground went BOOM BANG CRASH and...>

<They'll be yapping on forever, I bet...>

Gregory shuffles out of the brush beyond Jin.

"I thought he was gonna eat me for sure... let's get out of here."

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The party head back to where the quest first started. Gregory escorts himself back to the academy, while Miller stands off to the side, silent and contemplative. They meet back up with Manny and his father...

"First off, whatever the hell you just went through, I apologize that my son got you mixed up in it."

"But daaad! We needed to see what the sky rock was-"

"No buts! You don't endanger other people! Now, I was told he promised you some blacksmith work... I think you deserve it. Anything you'd like done?"

The party shows him the pile of parts obtained from Lethauros. The blackmsith's eyes widen.

"Are those... from some sort of huge monster?"

"...Dragon parts. Never thought I'd see the day, never thought I'd get to... Come on, heroes. We have equipment to forge."

They head to the smith shop. A few hours later, a new set of armor emerges from the smith's shop...

Legendary armor crafted from the hide of an ancient dragon. Wear it, and wield the dragon's boundless power...

Lethauros Mask: A dignified helm, the sound of The Ancestor's roar still echoing within. As your eyes gaze through it, all you see is prey to be hunted. SP: 2. While equipped, the wearer does double damage to Beasts and Vermin. Suitable to anyone, Headwear.

Lethauros Mail: SP: 4. Prismatic armor bright enough to banish darkness. You can feel the dragon watching you as your continue on your journey, aiding you in your hunt. The wearer takes half damage from Demon and Dark type enemies. Suitable for anyone, bodywear.

Lethauros Enforcers: Brutal claws that seek to enforce the only true law of the wild: hunt or be hunted. Each turn, the power bonus from the Enforcers increases by one, starting at zero. The power resets to zero after the battle ends. Suitable for anyone, handwear.

Lethauros Crushers: Lethauros was said to be able to crush boulders to oblivion and bring the sky crashing down with a single stomp. Now, you may do the same. While equipped, the wearer does double damage to Rock and Flying type enemies. Suitable for anyone, footwear.

Lethauros Fellwings: Brilliant white wings that brought The Ancestor into battle a thousand times, and flew him away victorious a thousand more. SP: 3, and makes the wearer immune to Sudden Death. Suitable to anyone, backwear.

Lethauros Ring: An ivory ring that seems to contain the eye of Lethauros. A wizened discipline and a deadly savagery lie within; together, they are supremacy. Health and Ether +5. Suitable for anyone, accessory.

Manny approaches the heroes sheepishly.

"I, uh, didn't know you'd have to face a dragon and stuff. And I'm sorry you got hurt. But at least you got some sweet armor, right? And here's your pay! If there's one thing I'm sure of, the quest is successful, yup!"

QM Note: Final loot distribution will be here shortly, but the quest is complete! Please leave any comments/criticism in the QM's lounge, and I hope you enjoyed this quick romp through nature.

[Asphalt]

Vindsval walks softly (as softly as a giant green one armed man can at any rate) over to the boy and kneels before him.

Come Manny, let me show you what I have brought for you. I promised to bring you a piece of your fallen star and I have.

Vindsval opens his pouch and removes the three fragments of the ancient that he took for the boy. He lays them out on a scrap of fabric before him.

Let me tell you the story of an Ancient creature named Lethauros. Vindsal tells the boy the story of the ancient dragon. He tells him all he learned of the creatures background and family, or its hunts and clashes, and finally of the legendary battle fought between it, the forces of Heroica, and the beasts of the forest. He tells the boy to honor the birds of the air and the wolves of the forest who aided them. He cautions him to never hunt for sport or pleasure, and to hold nature sacred so that the events of the past days will not be repeated. And he warns him of the fallen druid and his followers. When his tale is done, he wraps the Fang, the Claw and the Scale of Lathauros neatly in the fabric and places the bundle in the boys arms.

​Hold these dear young one, and tell the tale to any who will hear it that the deeds done here will not soon be forgotten.

When he is finished telling the boy his tale he stands and goes to examine the newly crafted armor. His gave falls Primarily on the MAIL and the WINGS. The craftsmanship is beyond compare. He cannot tell if it is the skill of the smith, the quality of the material, or the soul fragments trapped within. But the resultant pieces are of unsurpassed beauty.

Annienal, It is your right and privilege to distribute these fine items amongst us. I do not relish you the task. I myself know not which I would choose. Though The mail and wings both hold my attention quite strongly. Before we go, I would also wish to speak of the bright polish with you, if you would be open to such a discussion.

[Duvors]

"Well well well..." said Throlar looking at the armor.

"The wings, mail, and ring all interest me. But it's not my place to choose. Annie?"

[Dannylonglegs]

"The ring and the gloves interest me." Stated Sylph taciturnly.