Heroica RPG - Quest #147: Judgment Day

[Lind Whisperer]

QM Note: Everyone ready? I think Karie might've said she had something to share with Immortalis?

OoC: I'm ready...

[Kintobor]

"No. My verdict is not yet made. I have just finished the last judgment half an hour ago... I don't want to make a snap judgment. Return home to your families, they must miss you. Tomorrow, the sky shall be entirely clear, should I choose one of you to lead. If you see rain tomorrow, then you know my choice has been made."

Charon tears open a portal.

"Go home, heroes, ambassadors. Thank you for coming, and I hope you enjoyed your stay here."

"Yeah... about that." Karie responds. "I got something that needs asking, because everyone else is apparently not going to bring it up. I had a weird night last night. I saw you, and you apparently didn't remember me. However, I saw the destruction of a city. Not Eubric, just, some city. Did you have anything to do with that?"

[swils]

Thormanil and Arx, about to pass through the portal, share glances as Karie confronts Immortalis. They pause, curiously awaiting the dragon's reply, if any.

[Endgame]

"What? I recall no communication with you last night.

If you're asking if I had something to do with the vision. No. I did not. You've been to the Reflection Room. You know memories haunt this place. Perhaps one drifted into your quarters. Perhaps... Well, the other possibility is very unlikely.

If you're asking if I ever wiped out a particular city...Well, you wouldn't be able to name it, would you. No. But if you saw it, it likely happened."

[Kintobor]

Karie nodded. "I see. No, I'm just very... well, I find last night's events very curious, is all." Karie waves her hand, heading for the portal. "One more question. What do you mean by "the skies shall be clear if I choose one of you to lead"?"

[Endgame]

Karie nodded. "I see. No, I'm just very... well, I find last night's events very curious, is all." Karie waves her hand, heading for the portal. "One more question. What do you mean by "the skies shall be clear if I choose one of you to lead"?"

"The sky is my domain. If I choose a house I wish to back, nothing ill will befall Eubric. It'll be a perfect, sunny day. If I decide that none of you are worthy... The skies will deliver my verdict. I'm sure you've seen it."

Edited April 8, 2016 by Endgame

[Kintobor]

"The sky is my domain. If I choose a house I wish to back, nothing ill will befall Eubric. It'll be a perfect, sunny day. If I decide that none of you are worthy... The skies will deliver my verdict. I'm sure you've seen it."

"I see. Well... thank you for your hospitality." Karie waves and makes her leave for the portal.

[JimBee]

Jinnipher pouted her lips. "Tch. Don't believe him for a second, it was definitely a mind trick." She pointed at Immortalis. "You'd better hope I don't see you again anytime soon. It's going to

."

[Endgame]

"I see. Well... thank you for your hospitality." Karie waves and makes her leave for the portal.

"You are very much welcome."

Jinnipher pouted her lips. "Tch. Don't believe him for a second, it was definitely a mind trick." She pointed at Immortalis. "You'd better hope I don't see you again anytime soon. It's going to

."

"...Your stubbornness will push people away from you, knight. The ones who care.

Farewell, heroes. May the dragons light fire to your hearts and carry them away."

The group steps through the portal. There's a flash of white. Eschaton and its inhabitants shimmer away, and a dozen creatures pop back into existence just outside of Eubric, right where they were. It was mid-morning.

"Thank you very much, heroes. Your service was appreciated."

"Now, we just wait for Immortalis..."

"It was *wheeze* really nice seeing all of you!"

The heroes return the ambassadors to their place of residence. They leave off with Punii, who scurries into the dirt to his caver home with one last goodbye. People watched them as they were returning the representatvies to their houses. Whispering, chattering, gripping the papers they had read, panicking just a little bit...

As the heroes return to the hall, they come across two men working on some sort of hutch.

They turn around, and strikingly, the man in purple has only one arm. They looked very much identical - clean shaved, well built, taller than most. If it wasn't for the hair color and the missing arm, they would be indistinguishable.

The man in purple smiles to the party's minstrel, before talking.

"Hey there. I've met some of you before, right? The dragon I don't recall, and I certainly don't remember meeting any shades of any kind... But hey, one of the best parts about Eubric is its diversity, right? I'm Masson."

"Gabriel. I've met some of you before too. Not the dragoon or mist man. And certainly not that moon elf, though I wish I could meet her."

He goes over to Arx, and pets him on the head.

"You remind me of another dragon I've met."

What will the party do?

Edited April 9, 2016 by Endgame

[JimBee]

Jinnipher scowled at Immortalis, but before she could shoot something back the party was whisked away.

"Gabriel. I've met some of you before too. Not the dragoon or mist man. And certainly not that moon elf, though I wish I could meet her."

Jinnipher grinned slyly. "Always the charmer, Gabriel. I was just thi--... well, I was just in Eschaton. Boy would I like to stick it to that high and mighty lizard."

She tossed her hair. "So what are you doing here? Masson." She nodded at the one-armed man. "How's that sword treating you?"

[Endgame]

"Of course. And I bet you can be a real succubus after you spend all day putting these damn things up, too." says Gabriel, gesturing to the hutch.

"Old Big Blue still crying over his dead son? You better not end up like him, little guy." says the brown-haired man to Thrormanil's dragon.

"Treating me just fine, thank you. I've had to use it more than I would like to today. Word of some dragon judge broke out over Eubric. People are scared. And when people are scared they either start a scene or start snorting pixie dust. Already had two overdose and kill themselves.

The hutches were Gabriel's idea."

"If everything goes straight to shit, I figured the homeless deserve a roof over their heads. Not really much else but a roof, but it's sort of shelter."

Edited April 9, 2016 by Endgame

[Lind Whisperer]

The group steps through the portal. There's a flash of white. Eschaton and its inhabitants shimmer away, and a dozen creatures pop back into existence just outside of Eubric, right where they were. It was mid-morning.

"...So did that all take place in real-Olgegian-time, then?"

"It was *wheeze* really nice seeing all of you!"

"Nice meeting you too, Punii!" The Black Knight smiled at the friendly little creature.

People watched them as they were returning the representatvies to their houses. Whispering, chattering, gripping the papers they had read, panicking just a little bit...

As the heroes return to the hall...

The Black Knight tilted his head.

"So...When are we getting paid?"

...they come across two men working on some sort of hutch.

They turn around, and strikingly, the man in purple has only one arm. They looked very much identical - clean shaved, well built, taller than most. If it wasn't for the hair color and the missing arm, they would be indistinguishable.

The man in purple smiles to the party's minstrel, before talking.

"Hey there. I've met some of you before, right? The dragon I don't recall, and I certainly don't remember meeting any shades of any kind... But hey, one of the best parts about Eubric is its diversity, right? I'm Masson."

"Gabriel. I've met some of you before too. Not the dragoon or mist man. And certainly not that moon elf, though I wish I could meet her."

"Gabe!" The Black Knight cheerfully greeted the former assassin. "Good to see you again.

Nice to meet you again too, Masson."

Jinnipher grinned slyly. "Always the charmer, Gabriel. I was just thi--... well, I was just in Eschaton. Boy would I like to stick it to that high and mighty lizard."

"I'm pretty sure you're the wrong gender to be sticking it to anybody.

Of course, I could be wrong...and it would explain some things..."

"Old Big Blue still crying over his dead son? You better not end up like him, little guy." says the brown-haired man to Thrormanil's dragon.

"Y'know, it might not be a bad idea to not make light of the giant dragon that's debating whether or not to wipe us from existence, until after he's decided if he's wiping us from existence.

Just a thought..."

"If everything goes straight to shit, I figured the homeless deserve a roof over their heads. Not really much else but a roof, but it's sort of shelter."

"Need a hand?"

[Kintobor]

"Treating me just fine, thank you. I've had to use it more than I would like to today. Word of some dragon judge broke out over Eubric. People are scared. And when people are scared they either start a scene or start snorting pixie dust. Already had two overdose and kill themselves.

The hutches were Gabriel's idea."

Karie jolted her head in Masson's direction, looking irritated and surprised. "Masson... wha- what are you doing here? And who's looking after our daughter?"

[Endgame]

"...You do realize I still work part time, right? I have Charity watch her. She has kids and grandkids, you know she's good with that stuff."

Of course, I could be wrong...and it would explain some things..."

"Y'know, it might not be a bad idea to not make light of the giant dragon that's debating whether or not to wipe us from existence, until after he's decided if he's wiping us from existence.

Just a thought..."

"Need a hand?"

"Nice to see you too. But seriously, in regards to your jokes.... Tone it down.

What do i have to be concerned about? I know any taunting or flattery will change the verdict.

And we're about all set here, thank you."

[Siercon and Coral]

It was mid-morning.

As the heroes return to the hall, they come across two men working on some sort of hutch.

They turn around, and strikingly, the man in purple has only one arm. They looked very much identical - clean shaved, well built, taller than most. If it wasn't for the hair color and the missing arm, they would be indistinguishable.

The man in purple smiles to the party's minstrel, before talking.

"Hey there. I've met some of you before, right? The dragon I don't recall, and I certainly don't remember meeting any shades of any kind... But hey, one of the best parts about Eubric is its diversity, right? I'm Masson."

"Gabriel. I've met some of you before too. Not the dragoon or mist man. And certainly not that moon elf, though I wish I could meet her."

"Greetings, my name is Siercon, it is good to meet you both. So you've had dealings with some of this motley crew?" Siercon said jokingly.

"Treating me just fine, thank you. I've had to use it more than I would like to today. Word of some dragon judge broke out over Eubric. People are scared. And when people are scared they either start a scene or start snorting pixie dust. Already had two overdose and kill themselves.

The hutches were Gabriel's idea."

"If everything goes straight to shit, I figured the homeless deserve a roof over their heads. Not really much else but a roof, but it's sort of shelter."

"Building hutches seems like a fine motion." Siercon said appraisingly "Any major scene makers or rabblers of note, or perhaps pixie rinks causing a particular foul?"

[Endgame]

"Yeah, I've had a few dealings with Heroica. And I think my brother married one of you guys, and it seems like he's in a bit of trouble with the missus." says Gabriel, amused. His brother shifts uncomfortably, awaiting his scolding.

"Not anyone high profile. Lots of teenagers and drunkards, unfortunately... Tensions are high in this city, but I'm sure you've noticed. If an apocalypse comes knocking, well, people will snap. The city is already beginning to simmer. Add in some insane dragon's judgment, and it will all boil over.

There have been reports, however, of a green masked man menacing some people... I'll have my hands full tomorrow, that much is sure."

[Kintobor]

"...You do realize I still work part time, right? I have Charity watch her. She has kids and grandkids, you know she's good with that stuff."

"Sorry, I'm just... a little rattled is all." Karie replies, feeling somewhat remorseful.

"Gabriel. Haven't seen you in awhile."

[Lind Whisperer]

"Not anyone high profile. Lots of teenagers and drunkards, unfortunately... Tensions are high in this city, but I'm sure you've noticed. If an apocalypse comes knocking, well, people will snap. The city is already beginning to simmer. Add in some insane dragon's judgment, and it will all boil over.

"That dragon is many things, but insane isn't one of them.

There have been reports, however, of a green masked man menacing some people... I'll have my hands full tomorrow, that much is sure."

"I'll keep that in mind..."

The Black Knight looked around at his companions. "So...when are we getting paid?

'Cause the listing was to escort the Housers to Eschaton. And - unless this is all a big dream - I'm pretty sure we did just that..."

Edited April 10, 2016 by Lind Whisperer

[Endgame]

"Don't worry about it." says Masson sincerely, patting Karie on the shoulder with the only arm he has left. "I can't imagine what kind of place that dragon lives. I've been antsy too... Last time you went to another dimension, you were, uh, gone for a while. But you're back home now."

"Yeah, been a while. I've been minding my own - helping out my little brother when I can. Better than hitting the bottle 24/7."

Gabriel gets out a cigar, and lights it, leaning against the hutch a bit. He takes a few puffs.

"Think these things are gonna hold up, or is Big Blue just gonna knock 'em over when he starts his thing?"

"Speaking of which... You Heroicans must have a plan if Immortalis turns on us, right?"

'Cause the listing was to escort the Housers to Eschaton. And - unless this is all a big dream - I'm pretty sure we did just that..."

"Head back to the hall and talk to your boss, I guess. That's the hitman's method. Step one anyway. Don't go to step two..."

Edited April 10, 2016 by Endgame

[Lind Whisperer]

"Yeah, been a while. I've been minding my own - helping out my little brother when I can. Better than hitting the bottle 24/7."

"Amen."

Gabriel gets out a cigar, and lights it, leaning against the hutch a bit. He takes a few puffs.

"Think these things are gonna hold up, or is Big Blue just gonna knock 'em over when he starts his thing?"

"If Immortalis starts raining erasure down on this city...you'll need more than a few huts to stop him.

I don't know if he's omnipotent or not, but whatever it would take to stop him, this city isn't built from it."

"Speaking of which... You Heroicans must have a plan if Immortalis turns on us, right?"

"Yes. Retreat.

And twist Siercon's arm to finally use that beautiful bomb he's got stashed away."

"Head back to the hall and talk to your boss, I guess. That's the hitman's method. Step one anyway. Don't go to step two..."

"Heh. Good advice..."

OoC: Just for reference, this is Lind grousing, not me - he'd naturally start wondering where his pay is, now that, (to his point of view), the mission is over.

[Kintobor]

"Don't worry about it." says Masson sincerely, patting Karie on the shoulder with the only arm he has left. "I can't imagine what kind of place that dragon lives. I've been antsy too... Last time you went to another dimension, you were, uh, gone for a while. But you're back home now."

"Yeah, well, last time I was in another dimension, I had teenagers at my coattails to drag around and demons to contend with. Oh, and Heckz, whatever happened to that dweeb. At least Immortalis was... hospitable? For now?" Karie grinned in attempt to stay calm, even though the thought that Immortalis was coming made her queasy.

"Yeah, been a while. I've been minding my own - helping out my little brother when I can. Better than hitting the bottle 24/7."

Gabriel gets out a cigar, and lights it, leaning against the hutch a bit. He takes a few puffs.

"Think these things are gonna hold up, or is Big Blue just gonna knock 'em over when he starts his thing?"

"Yeah, doing anything twenty four seven kind of sucks." Karie looked at the beams frowning. "Not if I have anything to say about it."

"Yes. Retreat.

"Are you that much of a coward? Really? For someone who pledged his allegiance to him, you don't seem very enthusiastic to see him again." Karie states.

[Lind Whisperer]

"Yeah, well, last time I was in another dimension, I had teenagers at my coattails to drag around and demons to contend with..."

"Seriously, you have to tell me that story sometime..."

"Are you that much of a coward? Really? For someone who pledged his allegiance to him, you don't seem very enthusiastic to see him again." Karie states.

"Allegiance has nothing to do with it. I have a great distaste towards being erased from history."

[Endgame]

"Well that's... Good. He better not do anything."

Masson smiles.

"Hey, you joke about it now, but before we know it we're gonna have a teenager on our hands. One we can't ship away in maigc crate."

"Allegiance has nothing to do with it. I have a great distaste towards being erased from history."

"Don't we all."

[JimBee]

"Yeah, been a while. I've been minding my own - helping out my little brother when I can. Better than hitting the bottle 24/7."

Gabriel gets out a cigar, and lights it, leaning against the hutch a bit. He takes a few puffs.

"Think these things are gonna hold up, or is Big Blue just gonna knock 'em over when he starts his thing?"

"Speaking of which... You Heroicans must have a plan if Immortalis turns on us, right?"

"Yeah, cut his head off." She rested her hand on The Beheader's hilt.

She crossed her arms and tilted her head as Gabriel leaned against the post. "Look, Immortalis is all about showing off but he's still a big old lizard. It's going to take more than a few of us to take him down. Why don't you and your brother help us if it comes to it? You'd be better off than building shelters for people to die in. Since when did you get so soft in the heart anyway?"

"Yes. Retreat.

"Are you that much of a coward? Really? For someone who pledged his allegiance to him, you don't seem very enthusiastic to see him again." Karie states.

She jabbed her thumb at Lind while still talking to Gabriel. "Especially with one or two of us so-called heroes jumping ship, or gods forbid helping the damn thing rampage this city." She glared at Siercon and then rounded on Lind.

"Allegiance has nothing to do with it. I have a great distaste towards being erased from history."

"It's not as if you're making any history to begin with. With all the reading you supposedly do you should know that cowards aren't worshiped in stories or songs. I'd rather go out fighting anyway. Even better if you're running the other way."

[Endgame]

"I won't speak for Masson, but I'm willing to help out. You know I can only really be in one of two places - the Albatross or the Syndicate HQ - and they're both on the same street, basically.

I guess I'll be seeing you if things go to hell, then. My guess is that I'll be seeing you soon, then, but bye for now."

The Cour brothers return to work. The heroes return to the hall, filling with dread...

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The next morning, on the outskirts of Eubric....

The storm had awakened.

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The heroes gather in Heroica Hall the next morning. Rain pounds on the roof and windows. There's the occasional burst of lightning, followed by the low rumble of thunder...

The Dragonlord seems tense.

"It seems Immortalis has made his choice. And it is not one we can allow. The Storm is upon us

We're already getting some disturbing reports.... For starters, so far, no one has successfully fled Eubric."