The Legonater Posted October 11, 2015 Posted October 11, 2015 "We might have need of you heroes again soon, but for now it seems we both have our own goals to attend to." Send the word and we'll answer, you can be sure of that. Until then, take care, and good luck. Quote
StickFig Posted October 11, 2015 Posted October 11, 2015 Matthias has many questions, but lets them go quietly. "Good luck with your investigation." Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 11, 2015 Posted October 11, 2015 "If we hear anything, we'll send word. Now, let's resupply." Quote
Zepher Posted October 12, 2015 Author Posted October 12, 2015 OoC: Deeply sorry... I left the hard drive with all my pictures at home... I'm on vacation for the next week, so once more we'll be going picture-less until I can retroactively add them. Real stupid mistake, but it is what it is. The heroes stride past the unconscious Orc and arrive in what must be the absolute smallest outpost in all of Baltarok. A single tavern, and a few tents outside of it posted up against it, comprises the whole town. The heroes have no choice but to wander over to the tavern and step inside. They are greeted by three figures: an old were-bat at a table, and an Orc and strange pale man behind the bar. Only the pale man is recognizable to them: Justin Featherhead. Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 12, 2015 Posted October 12, 2015 "Supplies, supplies..." Guts mumbles, and walks towards the person most likely to sell supplies. Quote
StickFig Posted October 12, 2015 Posted October 12, 2015 Matthias walks straight up to Featherhead and punches him in the face. Matthias starts to follow Guts, but upon seeing the bartender he groans. Isn't there a tavern somewhere in the world where that idiot isn't tending bar?! Diverting his path, the gnome ends up in a chair across from the were-bat. "Oh, excuse me," he says, awkwardly noticing his table companion for the first time. "Ummmm, my name is Matthias, pleased to meet you?" Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 12, 2015 Posted October 12, 2015 "Is that the same bartender as in that backwater we picked up McColt that cheated me? How did he even get here?" Quote
Zepher Posted October 14, 2015 Author Posted October 14, 2015 Guts, setting his eyes only on the person most likely to sell supplies, stubs his toe as he walks up to the counter (-1 health). It recovers pretty quickly (+1 health) but its still a little embarrassing and teaches him to maybe use names and focus on the details and small things. Or maybe it's just something that no one will ever talk about ever again. As he approaches the bar, Justin Featherhead begins to nervously polish the counter. "Leave it," growls the Orc. "It's a piece of shit anyway. Help the costumer." "What can I get you, sir?" Matthias, meanwhile, sits down opposite the were-bat. She offers a gnarled old claw. "Guanette," says the crackling old voice. "Headed into the wasteland?" Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 "Move your furniture into more sensible places" Guts growled, to no one in particular. Guts repeated the question, this time to the man himself. "How did you get here?" Quote
Zepher Posted October 14, 2015 Author Posted October 14, 2015 "I... I work here..." says Featherhead, cowering a little behind his cleaning rag. The Orc glances between the two. "Featherhead lives above the shop along with me. It's two dinky rooms. So he gets here by walking down the stairs. Sarl rait." He growls. Quote
The Legonater Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 What? Do you have a few twin brothers or something? Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 15, 2015 Posted October 15, 2015 Guts raised his signature eyebrow, and made a show of resting his hands on his hips, where his weapons were sheathed. "Do you always insult your customers, or just the ones that might actually make you some money? Melda. Now, what specialties have you got?" Quote
Zepher Posted October 15, 2015 Author Posted October 15, 2015 What? Do you have a few twin brothers or something? "Oh, no, sir..." Justin Featherhead whimpers. "I have a terrible curse on me if you must know, sir. I have multiple bodies, but only one consciousness." Sniffle. "So at all times I am having lots of conversations... but if one of my bodies dies, they all do. And if one of my bodies is injured, they're all injured... oh why am I telling you this." Guts raised his signature eyebrow, and made a show of resting his hands on his hips, where his weapons were sheathed. "Do you always insult your customers, or just the ones that might actually make you some money? Melda. Now, what specialties have you got?" The Orc laughs gruffly. "I didn't know you spoke Orcish. Few kuaio can. Sit down, aio. These are my wares and prices. But for you, twenty gold off your first purchase." Phoenix Essence (Revives a fallen ally with full health during a battle.) Costs 85 gold. Mead (Causes the encouraged-effect, doubling the target's attack power for the duration of one battle.) Costs 40 gold. Shovel (Allows the user to dig the ground in search of a treasure.) Costs 30 gold. Magic Compass (Allows the user to know the right direction to go.) Costs 200 gold. Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 15, 2015 Posted October 15, 2015 "So at all times I am having lots of conversations... but if one of my bodies dies, they all do." "Happy hour must get quite hectic. I think I'll buy a spare Shovel." Guts passes 10 coins to the Orc. Quote
StickFig Posted October 15, 2015 Posted October 15, 2015 Matthias tries to disguise his hesitation as he takes the proffered claw in his exoskeleton-encased hand and rolls the unfamiliar name off his tiny tongue. "Peace to you, Guanette, and yes, we are looking for a fountain in the wastelands. Are you from this area? We really have no idea where to look." he says weakly, hoping no one will notice the enormous anvil he's set beside the table. Hearing the greenskin proprietor rattle off prices to Holla, the gnome casts a tiny call over his shoulder, "How much would it cost for you to let us drag Mr. Sour-and-Whiny out to the wasteland and leave him there?" Having said it, the gnome wonders whether never seeing Featherhead in another bar again would even be worth the trouble of putting up with the cringing, sniveling coward's presence long enough to maroon him. "Never mind, it's not worth my gold, nor my peace and quiet." Sorry all, something happened at work... back to regular life now. Quote
Zepher Posted October 16, 2015 Author Posted October 16, 2015 "I'm from this area now," says the were-bat. "Years ago I came here to seek treasures in the wasteland. My entire party was separated from me, and they were lost while I stumbled back here. But that was years ago." She cackles. "You're going into the wastelands yourself, huh? Be careful, little gnome. I was lucky to make it out alive, and some people say I left my sanity behind." She taps her noggin. "There wastelands have become particularly dangerous lately. There are tales of a great demon called The Soul-Sucker. They say he can rip your soul right out of your body and gobble it on up." Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 16, 2015 Posted October 16, 2015 Guts ponders for a second after stowing away his purchase, then asks the bartender. "Any word anything major happening in Dastan or Xu?" Quote
StickFig Posted October 17, 2015 Posted October 17, 2015 Horror spreads across Matthias' face. "That sounds awful!" he cracks, "Has anyone actually seen this Soul Sucker - and lived to tell?" Quote
Zepher Posted October 18, 2015 Author Posted October 18, 2015 "News from Dastan or Xu? No." *Sniffle* "I'm not in those parts of the world." The were-bat scratches her chin. "Someone must have. But the stories are scattered. They say he is a Orc, or a Pongcanis, or a Were-lion. They say he can control the elements, and that he travels with a group of advisors. One is winged, and known as a demon. One can control the weather. Sandstorms betray his coming, or mists when it should be impossible. I urge you, be careful. If you want to live." The were-bat cackles. "But nearly no one does once they're in the wastelands, Soul Sucker or not. Especially without a guide, or a map." Quote
StickFig Posted October 18, 2015 Posted October 18, 2015 "News from Dastan or Xu? No." *Sniffle* "I'm not in those parts of the world." Matthias can hardly believe it. "I'm signing up for the next quest to Dastan, or Xu," he remarks over his shoulder. "Especially without a guide, or a map." "Is there a map? We've only heard tales," Matthias says discreetly, "and we haven't been able to find a whole one. As for a guide, is there someone near here you would recommend?" Quote
Zepher Posted October 19, 2015 Author Posted October 19, 2015 The were-bat cackles again. "You're looking at all the people in this town! Just the three of us. Usually there's some more wanderers and treasure hunters, but for now you're the only ones." She scratches her chin. "You could buy a map off me for thirty gold. Normally I'd offer to be your guide, but with the Soul Sucker out there, it'd probably be worth more gold than you can spend." Quote
Scubacarrot Posted October 19, 2015 Posted October 19, 2015 Guts tosses 30 coins the were-bat's way for the map. "I think we should be off, the sooner we run into this Soul Sucker, the less people it'd have killed before we get it to it." The marauder said it, not without sarcasm. He just knew that they would run into Captain Iceborn, Marga, an assassination plot, this supposed demon, or a combination of them on the wasteland. Sheer logic demanded it. Quote
The Legonater Posted October 19, 2015 Posted October 19, 2015 This is going to be an interesting run, that's for sure. Quote
StickFig Posted October 19, 2015 Posted October 19, 2015 Matthias reaches for his gold pouch but is only too happy to let Holla spend the coin instead. When Rone voices his thoughts, the gnome agrees. "Yes, interesting indeed. Who knows who or what we might run into." He eyes Guanette critically. "Now, let's have a look at that map and get outta this place." Quote
Zepher Posted October 21, 2015 Author Posted October 21, 2015 The heroes leave the tavern, and wander off towards the edge of the wastelands. The wastelands stretch out for miles. "Nothing to do but to start," says Daneeka as he begins the long walk. Quote
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