Heroica RPG - Quest #147: Judgment Day

[JimBee]

"I agree with you, big fella! The potions actually washed up here from gods know where. I mean, I can see the usage for some of them - Anger, Determination, and Love especially, heh - but they're dangerous. I was the one who made the antidotes, to counteract 'em. That way they can be used "safely"."

"Ever heard of over prescription?" Jinnipher mumbled. "Well, we know where the Falconer is so lets not waste anymore time. See you around, or not."

[Endgame]

"Ever heard of over prescription?"

"I must be going senile, because I don't follow, dear."

[Siercon and Coral]

"I suppose not. Take a seat, dears - what do you need from I, Hilda Severa?"

Gabriel takes the stool next to the piano, while Masson sits near the door.

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Anemos and Karie linger outside. Anemos taps his tail against the ground, perhaps anxiously, perhaps impatiently, as he watches the churning sea.

"I haven't gotten a chance to talk to any of you yet, thanks to the whole drain and collapse thing. What's your story?"

Siercon took a seat in the middle front. with this proximity he looked like he was going o get his fortune read. "My name is Siercon. We are heroes who are out to stop immortalis, who is an immensely powerful prophetic dragon who has chosen to wipe out everything here with a storm and his fallen angel henchmen." Siercon continued looking around at all the trinkets. "Amidst this do you perhaps have anything that could be of use in battling a future seeing dragon? You seem prepared and knowledgable. Perhaps you've some advice, or suggestions." Siercon usually preferred the direct way of going into things, to see how people bit.

Siercon pulled out gold and the feathers he gathered from charons appearance.

"Might you know what these do if anything?" Siercon said motioning to the feathers. He already knew perfectly well what gold did.

Edited May 8, 2016 by Siercon and Coral

[Flipz]

"<Thank you for the information and the hospitality, Madam Severa, but we must retrieve our ally so that we can stop a prophetic Elder of my kind from erasing the Free Islands from the map. So, unless you have a potion to deal with that, I'm afraid we must be off.>"

[Kintobor]

"Dan right. He marched us all to a damn genocide in Luosh, and when he came back? Killed or brainwashed a third of us. We're endangered because of him. He set us back, and left scars.

...What'd he do to you?"

Karie took a deep breath. "Him and his cronies left scars. One large enough that it'll remind me of him and his Oculoids until the day I die." Karie was tempted to show the large tattoo that spiralled around her back, but decided against it. Karie takes a moment to look around the immediate area for anything of significance.

[Flipz]

"Nope, son, sorry. The anti-emotions are meant to cancel out the potion's effects, not legitimate emotions, y'see." Masson eyed the potion shelf with some distaste.

Arthur notices Masson acting moody and walks over to chat with him. "You alright, Masson? I don't think we've seen each other since that chance meeting in Goland a couple years back. A, uh...a lot has changed, hasn't it?" Arthur tries not to look at Masson's missing arm, but its conspicuous absence is hard to miss.

Edited May 8, 2016 by Flipz

[Endgame]

Siercon took a seat in the middle front. with this proximity he looked like he was going o get his fortune read. "My name is Siercon. We are heroes who are out to stop immortalis, who is an immensely powerful prophetic dragon who has chosen to wipe out everything here with a storm and his fallen angel henchmen." Siercon continued looking around at all the trinkets. "Amidst this do you perhaps have anything that could be of use in battling a future seeing dragon? You seem prepared and knowledgable. Perhaps you've some advice, or suggestions." Siercon usually preferred the direct way of going into things, to see how people bit.

Siercon pulled out gold and the feathers he gathered from charons appearance.

"Might you know what these do if anything?" Siercon said motioning to the feathers. He already knew perfectly well what gold did.

"...You must be very, very careful. Man rarely beats nature when nature decides to go all out, and its even rarer that nature loses when it has an elder dragon backing it up."

...I don't suppose those are angel feathers, dear? There is... Some sort of divination I can do, if you are wiling to burn them in the cauldron. And, ahem, 30 gold. I can try to derive an omen or two from any object burnt in the pot."

Karie took a deep breath. "Him and his cronies left scars. One large enough that it'll remind me of him and his Oculoids until the day I die." Karie was tempted to show the large tattoo that spiralled around her back, but decided against it. Karie takes a moment to look around the immediate area for anything of significance.

"...He got my wife."

Arthur notices Masson acting moody and walks over to chat with him. "You alright, Masson? I don't think we've seen each other since that chance meeting in Goland a couple years back. A, uh...a lot has changed, hasn't it?" Arthur tries not to look at Masson's missing arm, but its conspicuous absence is hard to miss.

"...Yeah. A lot. Don't worry about staring, I've been checking out Vindsval's mechanical arm since I've met him.

So. Things that changed. Married the most wonderful woman I can imagine, she became the mother of my child... But, the arm thing too. I feel like half the man I was before, in a lot of ways, to be hones-"

The purple clad (former) paragon notes Gabriel still lingering around the potions.

"For the love of Ennoc, quit looking at those, Gabe! Especially the pink one."

Gabriel shrugs and walks back to the piano, eyeing the keys. Masson seems to shrink back after his outburst.

[Lind Whisperer]

"I agree with you, big fella! The potions actually washed up here from gods know where. I mean, I can see the usage for some of them - Anger, Determination, and Love especially, heh - but they're dangerous. I was the one who made the antidotes, to counteract 'em. That way they can be used "safely"."

"Not that I'd ever have a use for it, or anything...but how much would a Love Potion - and I suppose, the antidote - individually cost?"

[Endgame]

"I can't say I was being too serious about love being useful. That's some gray area you got there. What were you using them for?" says the mage woman, raising an eyebrow.

[Lind Whisperer]

"I can't say I was being too serious about love being useful. That's some gray area you got there. What were you using them for?" says the mage woman, raising an eyebrow.

"In this world, you never know quite what you're going to run into. I like to be prepared.

Or there's someone I'm in a relationship with, and I might have mildly bungled things up just a tad..."

[Endgame]

"In this world, you never know quite what you're going to run into. I like to be prepared.

Or there's someone I'm in a relationship with, and I might have mildly bungled things up just a tad..."

Hilda's face loses any trace of generosity.

"No."

The Cour brothers looked at Lind like he had just killed somebody.

Edited May 8, 2016 by Endgame

[Lind Whisperer]

Hilda's face loses any trace of generosity.

"No."

"Well, never hurts to ask..."

The Cour brothers looked at Lind like he had just killed somebody.

"Oh, sure, like you've never accidentally gotten blackout drunk before...

I don't even know what happened that night...

One minute, I'm saying farewell to everyone, the next I'm waking up in a corner of the Hall with elf ears glued on my head, late for a quest...And everyone's mad at me. Not that anyone will actually say why, but everyone's mad at me..."

Edited May 8, 2016 by Lind Whisperer

[Kintobor]

"...He got my wife."

"I'm sorry for your loss." A pit began to grow in Karie's stomach. She knew why, but it was something she didn't want to dwell on.

[Endgame]

"Well, never hurts to ask..."

"Oh, sure, like you've never accidentally gotten blackout drunk before...

I don't even know what happened that night...

One minute, I'm saying farewell to everyone, the next I'm waking up in a corner of the Hall with elf ears glued on my head, late for a quest...And everyone's mad at me. Not that anyone will actually say why, but everyone's mad at me..."

"No. My brother abstains, and I've never gotten blackout drunk before. The most tipsy you ever saw me was back in Moone.

Oh? And your stupidity is an excuse to drug some poor girl, eh?"

"I'm sorry for your loss." A pit began to grow in Karie's stomach. She knew why, but it was something she didn't want to dwell on.

Anemos remains silent. He changes the subject.

"Still think it's a trap? We may have been paranoid."

[Lind Whisperer]

"No. My brother abstains, and I've never gotten blackout drunk before. The most tipsy you ever saw me was back in Moone.

Oh? And your stupidity is an excuse to drug some poor girl, eh?"

"A., I still don't know what happened, B., I was also trying to buy the antidote. I wasn't trying to drug anyone into anything, just trying to get people to talk to me for five minutes so I can figure out what happened and how to move past it..."

[Flipz]

Arthur and Miirym both glare at Lind in unison. "You're dead to me," the Dragoon snarls, with Miirym backing him up with a literal snarl.

[Siercon and Coral]

"...You must be very, very careful. Man rarely beats nature when nature decides to go all out, and its even rarer that nature loses when it has an elder dragon backing it up."

...I don't suppose those are angel feathers, dear? There is... Some sort of divination I can do, if you are wiling to burn them in the cauldron. And, ahem, 30 gold. I can try to derive an omen or two from any object burnt in the pot."

"Humm, I think not." Siercon said twirling the feathers in his fingers and pocketing them. "I'm somewhat of a collector, and have already regretted letting some slip through my fingers"

"But I could have you burn this..." Siercon offered the water taken from the halls of eschaton.

[Lind Whisperer]

Arthur and Miirym both glare at Lind in unison. "You're dead to me," the Dragoon snarls, with Miirym backing him up with a literal snarl.

"Yes, I seem to hear that from all corners anymore, Mr. Acts-All-Fatherly-And-Then-When-We-Finally-Meet-Up-Again-Years-Later-Is-Suddenly-All-Sour-For-No-Reason."

The Black Knight sighed. "Well, shall we get moving on to Billow, so we can get this whole mess over with - none of which we're getting paid for - before I unintentionally sever whatever few relationships I haven't already somehow mucked up?"

He walked out of the hut, and nodded to Karie. "For point of reference, I'm apparently dead to everyone. Just so you're in the loop..."

[Asphalt]

"You... You fought The Regret?" says Anemos. His eyes would have gone wide if Karie could see them.

"I agree with you, big fella! The potions actually washed up here from gods know where. I mean, I can see the usage for some of them - Anger, Determination, and Love especially, heh - but they're dangerous. I was the one who made the antidotes, to counteract 'em. That way they can be used "safely"."

Vindsval looks at the diminutive black knight.

By safely she means in no way used by you Whisperer. Dismiss your interest before you bring doom upon anyone.

Strange that such things would appear with no need or intention.

Edited May 8, 2016 by Asphalt

[Flipz]

Too disgusted with Lind to stand still, Arthur marches outside, not caring about the discomfort of the rain. Miirym spits at the Black Knight's feet before wheeling and following, extending her wing over Arthur once more.

An angry Arthur approaches Karie and Anemos. "Lady in there's nice enough. But watch yourself around Lind. He's a real piece of work." It's all the Dragoon can do to keep from throwing up. "You think you know someone, and then they turn out to be a monster..."

"<Now do you understand how I felt, learning about Vorpalis and his father?>"

Arthur looks up at Miirym with a compassionate gaze, pushing down his hatred as best he can for the sake of his Draconic daughter. "Sweetie, I did understand, even before this. I just...I don't want you to have to grow up estranged from your family."

"<Arthur-->"

Miirym cuts herself off mid-sentence as she sees Lind has exited the building behind them, too far away to have heard her and Arthur's speech and unwilling to continue within his earshot.

"<We'll talk later, Karie. Arthur trusts you, and it's become increasingly clear that trustworthy allies are going to be in short supply in this party.>" Arthur nods in agreement, unwilling to risk speaking in front of the Munchkin for fear he wouldn't be able to stop himself. The pair sweep off into the woods, Arthur on foot and Miirym in the air above, following Arthur's Magic Compass in search of the Falconer.

OOC: retconned.

Edited May 9, 2016 by Flipz

[Lind Whisperer]

An angry Arthur approaches Karie and Anemos. "Lady in there's nice enough. But watch yourself around Lind. He's a real piece of work." It's all the Dragoon can do to keep from throwing up. "You think you know someone, and then they turn out to be a monster..."

"Monster?" Now the Munchkin was angry.

"MONSTER?

"I was trying to buy a potion so I could having a single conversation with someone just to figure out what the heck happened between us!

If that's too "monstrous" for you, Mr. Goody-Two-Boots, I'm surprised they haven't already deified you."

[Flipz]

"Monster?" Now the Munchkin was angry.

"MONSTER?

"I was trying to buy a potion so I could having a single conversation with someone just to figure out what the heck happened between us!

If that's too "monstrous" for you, Mr. Goody-Two-Boots, I'm surprised they haven't already deified you."

OOC:

Miirym cuts herself off mid-sentence as she sees Lind has exited the building behind them, too far away to have heard her and Arthur's speech and unwilling to continue within his earshot.

OOC: We cross-posted, so I changed my response to account; Arthur and Miirym left the building before Lind did.

[Lind Whisperer]

OOC: We cross-posted, so I changed my response to account...

OoC: Yes. Your post only references Miirym and Arthur's conversation, not the one between Karie and Arthur - which happened after Lind's brief remark to her.

[Asphalt]

Cauldrons, stools, scepters, crates, treasure chests, potions, books, suits of armor, and even a dusty looking piano - not to mention two flames and a crystal ball. The place wasn't dirty, per se, it was just filled to the brim with junk.

As his companions seem to spill from the room, like grain through a torn sack, Vindsval's eyes fall upon the other collection in the room. The weapons, the wands, the chests, The Staves, the Brooms, the armor. He stands and examine's each in kind. His eyes widen as he looks closely at each item in the collection.

A beautiful collection wise one. Did these items find their way to you as well? Or are you perhaps a collector, or purveyor of such items. Is there anything here with which you would part, to aid me in our quest?

Edited May 9, 2016 by Asphalt

[Flipz]

OoC: Yes. Your post only references Miirym and Arthur's conversation, not the one between Karie and Arthur - which happened after Lind's brief remark to her.

OOC: Miirym and Arthur's conversation included Karie--it was the first thing they said. It doesn't make logical sense for Lind to be close enough to hear the conversation between Arthur and Karie, and then too far away to hear the conversation between Arthur and Miirym when the latter didn't start leaving until after Lind arrived.

Edited May 9, 2016 by Flipz