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

[Cutcobra]

The woman rolls her eyes at Heckz's first comment but gives a low chuckle at his second.

"The dwarf, the nord, and the paladin? A trio with sticks up their megablocks. Never really liked either three of those groups. Why not take a seat, sorcerer? I feel you're familiar somehow? Are you on good terms with the Shadeux?"

"I am ,as a matter of fact. Saved that kid with glasses from being burned alive by a demonic snake or whatever that was. Why are you asking, lady...?"

He said as he expected a name.

[Duvors]

"I take that as sssarcasssm, dwarf." The naga hisses, looking angered. "Besides, what's it to you how I feel?"

"Well it wasn't, at all, but anyway whatever and however your feelings affect me and my situation is negligible for the moment, personally however I feel very sorry for you. Now are you going to take that as in insult as well?"

[Kintobor]

"I'll have a Mead", Eric said and tossed the bartender some coins. Turning around, leaning against the bar with his back towards the bartender, he spoke: "So, quiet night, eh? Not a lot of folk in your otherwise fine establishment."

The bar tender takes Eric's coin and hands him a mead.

"Are you deaf? I told you that common room's full, and if people aren't down here, they're asleep."

"Albert, can you please lower your voice, the herbalist-"

"Never mind what the herbalist said, Saskia! I'm fine. I'm as fit as a fiddle! I don't need no herbalist telling me what I need to take, especially not some greenskin!" Albert scoffs, scratching the back of his head. "Why don't you go clear some of the tables? If we get anyone else in here, we should at least be able to compete with the pirate bar across town!"

"Certainly." Saskia replies, bitterness in her voice. She puts her broom against the wall and begins clearing and wiping down tables.

"So, master nord, what brings you to Bric'lin? I noticed you came in with some companions, particularly that paladin. Seems rather odd that he'd be out this far unless something was going down."

"I am ,as a matter of fact. Saved that kid with glasses from being burned alive by a demonic snake or whatever that was. Why are you asking, lady...?"

He said as he expected a name.

"Young master Nuitan? I see. That'd make you Heckz. Umbra talked a bit about you. My name is Lady Perin. I ensure the Count's assets and employees don't wind up in the hands of bandits... or worse. So, what brings you to this inn? Anyone coming in with a paladin isn't piddling about."

"Well it wasn't, at all, but anyway whatever and however your feelings affect me and my situation is negligible for the moment, personally however I feel very sorry for you. Now are you going to take that as in insult as well?"

The naga seemed to take the dwarf's response well until Throlar's last sentence.

"I think Mr. Dwarf needs to choose his words wisely, unless he wishes to come off as rude." The naga replies, his tongue lashing out of his mouth. "If you intend to feel sorry for me, why continue to bring up the insult? Are all dwarfs as contradictory as you?"

Edited February 6, 2015 by Kintobor

[Duvors]

"I think Mr. Dwarf needs to choose his words wisely, unless he wishes to come off as rude." The naga replies, his tongue lashing out of his mouth. "If you intend to feel sorry for me, why continue to bring up the insult? Are all dwarfs as contradictory as you?"

"Yes, and we happen to enjoy it very much. Sorry for the sarcasm inherent in that sentence, it was kind of unavoidable."

<Awkward pause>

"So, what would you like to talk about?"

[Cutcobra]

"Young master Nuitan? I see. That'd make you Heckz. Lorcan talked a bit about you. My name is Lady Perin. I ensure the Count's assets and employees don't wind up in the hands of bandits... or worse. So, what brings you to this inn? Anyone coming in with a paladin isn't piddling about."

"Oh you know, trying to get a load of crap to the Paladin Order in Eurbic, hoping they don't rob us on the road. Regular stuff. Of course, by hoping they don't rob us I mean for the robber's family's sake, not because I'm scared of them. I don't like those paldains though. They probably think they are better than me, like that guy over there.

What are you doing here then? I told you my story, now tell yours."

Edited November 8, 2014 by Cutcobra

[Khorne]

The bar tender takes Eric's coin and hands him a mead.

"Are you deaf? I told you that common room's full, and if people aren't down here, they're asleep."

Eric calmly sipped his Mead, largely ignoring the shouting tone of the man's voice. "If I'm not deaf already, your shouting sure as Hel'll make me. Calm down, farfar. What's got you so riled up?"

"So, master nord, what brings you to Bric'lin? I noticed you came in with some companions, particularly that paladin. Seems rather odd that he'd be out this far unless something was going down."

"Oh, we're just a jolly band of merry men wanting to play some cards, so we came to Bric'lin to find ourselves a fourth man to play." Eric pulled closer to the bartender and said in a more hushed tone. "Between you and me, the dwarf over there really sucks at playing cards so we're looking to replace him."

The Nord regained his posture and smiled. "Or the Paladin just wanted to bring the light of his god to this place and brush up on his ego. I don't really know what we're doing here. I'm just a simple man from the cold North, nobody tells me anything."

[Kintobor]

"Yes, and we happen to enjoy it very much. Sorry for the sarcasm inherent in that sentence, it was kind of unavoidable."

<Awkward pause>

"So, what would you like to talk about?"

The naga simply slithers around Throlar, looking him over.

"I am sssurprised you're not missing your frontal lobe. It may come as a ssshock, but the brain can function without it, dwarf. Do you have any experience in the art of medicine, dwarf?"

"Oh you know, trying to get a load of crap to the Paladin Order in Eurbic, hoping they don't rob us on the road. Regular stuff. Of course, by hoping they don't rob us I mean for the robber's family's sake, not because I'm scared of them. I don't like those paldains though. They probably think they are better than me, like that guy over there.

What are you doing here then? I told you my story, now tell yours."

Perin looks over to the Paladin Rollinger, who seems to be chatting with the brunette Heckz saw sweeping earlier.

"Those guys? A bunch of sticks in the mud. All of them. There's a reason I work for the count and not those chumps: because I actually get to have fun doing what I do." She takes a large bite out of her piece of chicken before continuing. "I'm heading back to Eubric and taking a boat to Goland. It's a strange little island, rich in mineral deposits. The count's got some business there, and apparently some trouble's brewing in the mines. Some kind of bug infestation. Nothing a few good men and myself can't handle.

What's in this package your delivering? Or is that top secret?"

Eric calmly sipped his Mead, largely ignoring the shouting tone of the man's voice. "If I'm not deaf already, your shouting sure as Hel'll make me. Calm down, farfar. What's got you so riled up?"

"Oh, we're just a jolly band of merry men wanting to play some cards, so we came to Bric'lin to find ourselves a fourth man to play." Eric pulled closer to the bartender and said in a more hushed tone. "Between you and me, the dwarf over there really sucks at playing cards so we're looking to replace him."

The Nord regained his posture and smiled. "Or the Paladin just wanted to bring the light of his god to this place and brush up on his ego. I don't really know what we're doing here. I'm just a simple man from the cold North, nobody tells me anything."

Albert grumbles.

"The slack jawed idiots that come through here. This used to be a decent place, with decent customers. Now I've got to content to the idiot's lot. Some of the stuff that happens in this inn, I tell ya..."

The inn keeper begins cleaning a mug as he listens to Eric's story.

"Well if you're looking to play cards, a bunch of oddballs came in here recently with the strangest set of cards I've ever seen. All strange creatures and numbers on the cards and what not. The two seemed almost infatuated with it. In fact, they left one of these on the floor. Saskia picked it up and gave it to me. I don't care for it, so take it if you want it."

Albert retrieves a familiar looking card from behind the bar and shows it to Eric.

"That paladin's a regular here. He's a cocky one, for sure, but at least he pays good. Now, are you wanting a room for the night, or not? It's either in here, or out there, in the cold."

[Khorne]

"That paladin's a regular here. He's a cocky one, for sure, but at least he pays good. Now, are you wanting a room for the night, or not? It's either in here, or out there, in the cold."

Eric accepts the card and puts it away after glancing at it briefly.

"I guess I'll want a room for the night, even though I kind of like the cold outside. Still, I feel my companions would prefer some decent shelter from the elements. How much is it for a room?"

He then whistled at Saskia, trying to get her attention. "Where will you be sleeping tonight? I think I can make some room in my bed for one person. Especially one as lovely as you are."

[Duvors]

The naga simply slithers around Throlar, looking him over.

"I am sssurprised you're not missing your frontal lobe. It may come as a ssshock, but the brain can function without it, dwarf. Do you have any experience in the art of medicine, dwarf?"

"No, none at all, I really know nothing about medicine, or common politeness, as you may have gathered. But anyway, you have made it somewhat obvious that you do have experience in the art, and will probably discourse on it at length given half a chance, so feel free, I'm all ears."

He then whistled at Saskia, trying to get her attention. "Where will you be sleeping tonight? I think I can make some room in my bed for one person. Especially one as lovely as you are."

"Excuse me a moment sir, I have to berate my comrade."

He then leaned out of his chair and said;

"Eric, please, keep your bloody mind on the blasted bushiness at hand, and try to use lines that are at least passable, have you no grasp of subtlety?"

He then returned to his seat and his conversation with the Naga; "Really, these Norse, no sense of decency at all. I'd lay you ten to one he already has two women waiting for him back in Eubric Mr. ... I'm sorry, I'm afraid I forgot to exchange names, Mine is Throlar Wineghilm, and I'm pleased to meet you Mr. ?"

[Kintobor]

Eric accepts the card and puts it away after glancing at it briefly.

"I guess I'll want a room for the night, even though I kind of like the cold outside. Still, I feel my companions would prefer some decent shelter from the elements. How much is it for a room?"

He then whistled at Saskia, trying to get her attention. "Where will you be sleeping tonight? I think I can make some room in my bed for one person. Especially one as lovely as you are."

"20 gold. That fancy looking sorcerer already got himself a room, and so did the paladin."

Saskia giggles, blushing slightly.

"You wouldn't be the first to ask. I've turned everyone else down, I figured I didn't want to become the town harlot." She begins to wipe down a table.

"No, none at all, I really know nothing about medicine, or common politeness, as you may have gathered. But anyway, you have made it somewhat obvious that you do have experience in the art, and will probably discourse on it at length given half a chance, so feel free, I'm all ears."

He then returned to his seat and his conversation with the Naga; "Really, these Norse, no sense of decency at all. I'd lay you ten to one he already has two women waiting for him back in Eubric Mr. ... I'm sorry, I'm afraid I forgot to exchange names, Mine is Throlar Wineghilm, and I'm pleased to meet you Mr. ?"

"Tamaki, and no, I didn't intend to go out on length to discuss it with you. However, if you need some supplies, perhaps I could make you an offer on some of my excess medicinal wares? I'm hoping to stay here another night, and I'm running low on coinsss."

Tamaki's Excess Supplies

Potion- Restores 10 health. Costs 10 gold. *x3 in stock*

Remedy- Removes all negative effects- Costs 15 gold. *3 in stock*

Root Beer- Restores 10 health, or can be used as a bomb against undead enemies for 20 damage. The Root Beer does not affect non-undead enemies. Costs 20 gold. *1 in Stock*

"I'm not familiar with Nords, but surely they can't be the most insssufferable thing on Olegaia." The naga replies.

Edited November 9, 2014 by Kintobor

[Duvors]

"Tamaki, and no, I didn't intend to go out on length to discuss it with you. However, if you need some supplies, perhaps I could make you an offer on some of my excess medicinal wares? I'm hoping to stay here another night, and I'm running low on coinsss."

"I'm not familiar with Nords, but surely they can't be the most insssufferable thing on Olegaia." The naga replies.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I actually have no money on me at the moment, though I'd help if I could."

"The Norse? Maybe they aren't, but it certainly feels like it, to me at least."

Edited November 9, 2014 by Lord Duvors

[Cutcobra]

Perin looks over to the Paladin Rollinger, who seems to be chatting with the brunette Heckz saw sweeping earlier.

"Those guys? A bunch of sticks in the mud. All of them. There's a reason I work for the count and not those chumps: because I actually get to have fun doing what I do." She takes a large bite out of her piece of chicken before continuing. "I'm heading back to Eubric and taking a boat to Goland. It's a strange little island, rich in mineral deposits. The count's got some business there, and apparently some trouble's brewing in the mines. Some kind of bug infestation. Nothing a few good men and myself can't handle.

What's in this package your delivering? Or is that top secret?"

OoC: Sorry for absense.

"How should I know, our employer chose not to tell us because of the Paladin Order. I really don't understand how people tolerate those. Well, good luck on your mission to Goland."

[Duvors]

"How should I know, our employer chose not to tell us because of the Paladin Order. I really don't understand how people tolerate those. Well, good luck on your mission to Goland."

Oh goodie, this moron has already forgotten what we're carrying, despite the fact that our employer did, in fact, tell us exactly what we're carrying, and he wonders about my legitimate doubts as to who is in charge here. Well, he might still remember and be lying about it, but I doubt that, he looks too much of an empty-headed vainglorious fool to think of something even that obvious.

Ending his internal soliloquy Throlar resumed waiting for the unresponsive Tamaki to, well, respond.

[Kintobor]

"How should I know, our employer chose not to tell us because of the Paladin Order. I really don't understand how people tolerate those. Well, good luck on your mission to Goland."

"Well, you chose to work for Heroica. I suppose it has it's benefits, but I can't see them. Best of luck with your delivery, Heckz."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I actually have no money on me at the moment, though I'd help if I could."

"The Norse? Maybe they aren't, but it certainly feels like it, to me at least."

"Ssshame." The snake hisses.

"Culture is a curious thing. I do not quite understand your bitter sarcasm, as I find it rather rude, but if it part of dwarven culture, so be it."

[Khorne]

Once again, Eric waved away Throlar's comments and shook his head, like telling a child to keep its mouth and stay out of a grown-up's business.

Saskia giggles, blushing slightly.

"You wouldn't be the first to ask. I've turned everyone else down, I figured I didn't want to become the town harlot." She begins to wipe down a table.

Eric feigned being shocked, playing it over the top, so it couldn't be mistaken for an actual shocked expression. "My, I'm not the first one to ask? So you class my as lowly as all the other idiots who have tried? Hah!"

The Nord's grin sled into a smile which then turned into a chuckle. "No, I understand, even though you are wrong. I am the first classy one to ask you, though. I'm not some drunk passerby merchant or sad soldier. I'm Eric of the North. You wouldn't be the town harlot with me, you would be my queen, girl."

[Cutcobra]

Oh goodie, this moron has already forgotten what we're carrying, despite the fact that our employer did, in fact, tell us exactly what we're carrying, and he wonders about my legitimate doubts as to who is in charge here. Well, he might still remember and be lying about it, but I doubt that, he looks too much of an empty-headed vainglorious fool to think of something even that obvious.

Ending his internal soliloquy Throlar resumed waiting for the unresponsive Tamaki to, well, respond.

Heckz noticed Throlar looking at him so he glared at him, a glare that said 'Mind your own business, dwarf'. It didn't actually say dwarf but Heckz thought about that while glaring.

"Well, you chose to work for Heroica. I suppose it has it's benefits, but I can't see them. Best of luck with your delivery, Heckz."

"Well, I'm going to my room, hopefully our paths cross again. Maybe, if you want to, tonight at my room. Goodbye, Lady Perin."

With that, Heckz went to his room. He payed no mind to the nord, but he almost "accidentaly" threw his glass of water at Throlar.

[Duvors]

"Ssshame." The snake hisses.

"Culture is a curious thing. I do not quite understand your bitter sarcasm, as I find it rather rude, but if it part of dwarven culture, so be it."

"No, not at all, I just happen to be a very bitter and sarcastic person, not that I have any reason to be, after all, I'm only the single biggest failure in the entire universe." Edited November 11, 2014 by Lord Duvors

[Kintobor]

Heckz noticed Throlar looking at him so he glared at him, a glare that said 'Mind your own business, dwarf'. It didn't actually say dwarf but Heckz thought about that while glaring.

"Well, I'm going to my room, hopefully our paths cross again. Maybe, if you want to, tonight at my room. Goodbye, Lady Perin."

With that, Heckz went to his room. He payed no mind to the nord, but he almost "accidentaly" threw his glass of water at Throlar.

Lady Perin seems unenthused about Heckz comment.

"Don't push your luck, Heckz. I don't really take to men like you. That being said, I think it's time I went to sleep too. Good night, I suppose."

Perin begins to grab her things as Heckz makes it upstairs and to his room.

"No, not at all, I just happen to be a very bitter and sarcastic person, not that I have any reason to be, after all, I'm only the single biggest failure in the entire universe."

"It is better to be a failure than no one at all, dwarf. It is getting late. Goodnight, dwarf."

And with that, Tamaki slithers his way upstairs. Throlar realizes he still doesn't have his room key, unless he intended to sleep outside.

Eric feigned being shocked, playing it over the top, so it couldn't be mistaken for an actual shocked expression. "My, I'm not the first one to ask? So you class my as lowly as all the other idiots who have tried? Hah!"

The Nord's grin sled into a smile which then turned into a chuckle. "No, I understand, even though you are wrong. I am the first classy one to ask you, though. I'm not some drunk passerby merchant or sad soldier. I'm Eric of the North. You wouldn't be the town harlot with me, you would be my queen, girl."

Saskia glances at him before continuing her work, seemingly unimpressed.

"How many other women have you told that to, and then ran off on her? I've no intention on getting pregnant with the money I'm making." She continues to sweep.

Throlar and Eric soon find themselves the almost alone in the main hall, with the exception being Rollinger, Saskia, and Albert. Rollinger groggily makes his way to his two companions still awake.

"Well, I'm of to bed, shortly. I don't care what you two intend to do, but sleep might do us all some good."

QM Note: Heckz, your PM will arrive tomorrow. I unfortunately still need to edit the images I need.

[Khorne]

"Yeah, yeah, whatever", the Nord told the Paladin. Not wanting to stay behind with Throlar, Eric made his way to the bed, too, but not before he informed Saskia that :"She doesn't know what she's missing."

Eric went to his room, even though he wasn't really that tired, which was odd because the company sure was tiring.

[Kintobor]

With Eric heading upstairs, Rollinger turns to the dwarf, rolling his eyes when Eric's out of earshot.

"Nords... can't go anywhere without something around their johnsons. You heading upstairs? Or do you need to borrow some coin for a room?"

[Duvors]

With Eric heading upstairs, Rollinger turns to the dwarf, rolling his eyes when Eric's out of earshot.

"Nords... can't go anywhere without something around their johnsons. You heading upstairs? Or do you need to borrow some coin for a room?"

"The latter, I hope you'll be kind enough to oblige me."

He seemed a little distant, apparently Tamaki's words had had some affect on him.

Edited November 13, 2014 by Lord Duvors

[Kintobor]

"Here, I'll pay for the room." He lays down another 20 gold for the barkeep, who nods as he grabs Throlar's room key. "Have a pleasant sleep, and don't try and sleep in. We need to head out early tomorrow if we're going to at least make it down the highway. Goodnight." Paladin Rollinger sleepily waves Throlar away, leaving him downstairs as the only patron left.

"Bar's closed, master dwarf. I'd suggest you hit the hay."

[Duvors]

"Bar's closed, master dwarf. I'd suggest you hit the hay."

"Right then, oh, by the way, if you see the naga again tell him that the village of R'kilf is in need of a good healer will you? Many thanks."

Having said this Throlar retired to his room.

[Kintobor]

The Party

Eric (Khorne)

30 year old Human Nord

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

Power: 42 (25+15+2)

Defense: 5

Health: 23/43 (8+24+7+4)

Gold: 1004

Equipment: Godricsleif (WP: 22; Ice-, Lightning-, Darkness-elemental; greatsword), Pugilist's Gloves (Power +2, protects from Weakened), Heavy Armor (SP:5, protects from Fragile), 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), 6 Grand Potions, Health Core, 3 Remedies, Neutralizer, 6 Meads, 5 Smelling Salts, 4 Nostrum, 3 Mulled Wine, Dragon Scale, Venom, Deadly Venom, Fire Bomb, Lightning 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.)

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

32 year old male human Sorcerer

Level: 23 2/3 *Immune to Sealed* *Jinxed Spells*

Power Bonus: 10 (Spells)

Defense: 3

Health: 31/31

Ether: 27/34

Gold: 649

Equipment: Solemn Scythe (WP: 12, Darkness elemental Scythe, 1/2 chance of dealing the Sealed Effect), 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, 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*

Level, 12

Power, 25 (12+12+1)

Defense, 6 (5+1)

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

Gold, 1

Equipped; Elven Sword (WP 5, longsword), 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, Ice Bomb, Fire Bomb, Smoke Bomb, Deadly Venom, Phoenix Essence, Smelling Salts, Nostrum.

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).

Paladin Dameon Rollinger *Immune to Light elemental attacks* *Takes Suggestions for his attack*

Level 18 Paladin

HP: 38/38 (10+11+17)

Ether: 18/19 (17+2)

SP: 5

Gold: 101

Equipment: Rollinger's Paladin Armour (SP: +4, Max Ether: +2, Suitable for Rollinger, body wear), Holy Symbol (Protects from Light based elemental attacks, accessory, suitable for Rollinger) Silver Greatsword (WP: 8, damages undead, suitable for Rollinger), Round Shield (SP: +3)

Inventory: Grand Tonic, Mead, Sack (Quest Item)

The party, tired after an uneasy night, is quickly gathered outside the Bric'lin Inn as Rollinger frantically searches the street until he picks up a skull like mask.

"Heckz, why in all of Olegaia would you throw this out the window? Do you know what would happen if this item fell into the wrong hands?

Good lord, perhaps we should discuss what happened last night, because in case it wasn't clear, the sack that held the five potentially cursed items was ripped to shreds by... something, and one of the five items found their way into your rooms." Rollinger lifts up the sack, torn to pieces as if by some vicious, feral creature.

[Khorne]

Shouldn't I be at full health? Raider have Natural Respite and heal after battle. Also, Eric had a "good" night's rest .

Eric grinned widely and chuckled as Rollinger berated Heckz for throwing the mask out. He found the antics of the bumbling mage genuinely funny.

"I believe I had a small vision of the future. I sat upon a throne which was crowned by a golden, snarling wolf's head. I was like a king and all served my every whim. It's my destiny that I have seen. That is until it all started to rot and come down. Then I woke up and saw the cup was it the core of spoiling my dream."

The Nord smiled softly as he reminisced about his dream. Eric was now fully awake and it became clear to him. The cup wasn't his means to power. "The cup is in the way of my future. It should be destroyed."