Palathadric Posted January 17, 2016 Posted January 17, 2016 After he got onto the shore again in Eubric he exchanged a grand Vizier's cloak with Pretzel for 450 gold I accept the Grand Vizier's Cloak and hand Sarge the money. Quote
Palathadric Posted January 17, 2016 Posted January 17, 2016 Monk Pretzel Selling: Cloak of the Barbaric Runecaster (SP: 3; wearer creates and deploys a Skeleton Decoy at the start of every battle; Suitable for Battle Mages, Necromancers, and Scholars; Backwear) Ethereal Cloak (SP: 2, Max Ether +4; Backwear) Soothing Slippers (Meditation restores 5 ether; Footwear) Willing to Listen to Offers On: Armour of Dark Arts (SP: 10; Takes up: Bodywear, Handwear, Footwear slots; counts as one artifact; Suitable to Knights, Dragoons, and Skirmishers) Mythril Shield (SP: 20) Send me a Z-mail (PM) if not in the hall at present. Quote
JimBee Posted January 18, 2016 Posted January 18, 2016 Ezeran stands up careful not to wake the heavily snoring barbarian at his table and heads over to Jinniphers table. He sits down in a vacant arm chair that looks comfortable. The symbiont seems idle enough, somewhat dazed after a long journey. "We were contacted by this nervous-looking arbomancer gardener who claimed to have been attacked by a ferocious plant. It proved out to be highly accurate, a beautiful speciment with petals, leaves and stems that would delight every botanical artisan in all of Eubric. The problem however was that it's beauty was surpassed by its craving for raw magic. We did not know this but after having followed it through half the city we surmised that it was not pure chance that it had swallowed every wizard in sight and used their powers against us. This was humours at first, it swallowed a necromancer and raised a three course dinner against us. I've never fought a sausage-monster before but it was easy not to laugh since we had to save the poor wizard. The hunt continued and we were soon confronted with a similary swallowed weather mage that turned a group of hanged pirates against us. By this time both the Bonapartes and the Ziegfrieds had joined the hunt and after catching up with the Triffid in Triad park we learned from some children working for the guild of Invision that it had escaped from the guilds premises. They seemed to be able to control it so we decided to escort them and the Triffid back to the guild. The Ziegfrieds were of course not happy with this, If they would have gotten their way the Triffid would have been slaughtered like a mad dog at the spot. Crude reasoning if you ask me." Ezeran sighs "It was dangerous but to destroy it would have been a mistake." "Hmph, I would have put the thing out of its misery. If this Guild manages to control their pet, then it's bound to spend the rest of its life in a cage." "Agh. What is this stuff? To be honest, just like you probably only imagine me cowering in a corner or such, I can only imagine you drinkin' ale, slayin' beasties, or both." Jinnipher smirked. "Moone Shine, distilled by none other than the Moon Elves. Some say it's how we got our complexion." Willing to Listen to Offers On: Armour of Dark Arts (SP: 10; Takes up: Bodywear, Handwear, Footwear slots; counts as one artifact; Suitable to Knights, Dragoons, and Skirmishers) Mythril Shield (SP: 20) Send me a Z-mail (PM) if not in the hall at present. She eyed the gear, but knew well enough that her coin purse was far too light to afford it. Quote
Endgame Posted January 18, 2016 Posted January 18, 2016 (edited) Jinnipher smirked. "Moone Shine, distilled by none other than the Moon Elves. Some say it's how we got our complexion." "And the pointy ears? Where did those come from?" Edited January 18, 2016 by Endgame Quote
Endgame Posted January 18, 2016 Posted January 18, 2016 (edited) "Galadrya and Celebryon, of course." "Galaxia and Selly-brawn? ....What?" Edited January 18, 2016 by Endgame Quote
JimBee Posted January 20, 2016 Posted January 20, 2016 "Galaxia and Selly-brawn? ....What?" "The creators, duh. Bastions of art and music? Embodied in the elegant appearance of an elf?" Jinnipher batted her eyelids sarcastically. "Don't you read? You didn't even know about dragons before coming here." Quote
Endgame Posted January 20, 2016 Posted January 20, 2016 (edited) "The creators, duh. Bastions of art and music? Embodied in the elegant appearance of an elf?" Jinnipher batted her eyelids sarcastically. "Don't you read? You didn't even know about dragons before coming here." "We kinda just "Praise Ennoc" at Gorgmas dinner and that was as much as we got into religion. And I knew about dragons. I thought they were just phony. For bein' a descendant of the creators of art and music, I wouldn't call you the most, ah, elegant person..." Edited January 20, 2016 by Endgame Quote
JimBee Posted January 20, 2016 Posted January 20, 2016 For bein' a descendant of the creators of art and music, I wouldn't call you the most, ah, elegant person..." "Shut up, Terry." She snatched the bottle back. Quote
Endgame Posted January 20, 2016 Posted January 20, 2016 (edited) "Sorry. Hey, I'm not exactly refined either... Anything else about Moon Elf culture I should know of?" Edited January 20, 2016 by Endgame Quote
Lind Whisperer Posted January 21, 2016 Posted January 21, 2016 "We kinda just "Praise Ennoc" at Gorgmas dinner and that was as much as we got into religion. And I knew about dragons. I thought they were just phony. For bein' a descendant of the creators of art and music, I wouldn't call you the most, ah, elegant person..." The sleepy Munchkin raised his head from the counter where he'd fallen asleep to gently slap Terry on the back. "Heh. Good one..." "Shut up, Terry." She snatched the bottle back. "Careful, or else we'll have a real elf running around drunk..." "Sorry. Hey, I'm not exactly refined either... Anything else about Moon Elf culture I should know of?" Lind yawned, and sat up. "I was over there a few months back. Good people, I suppose - but they really need to reform their government. But all in all, they don't live up to their reputation of being "snotty". Honestly, most of them were extremely friendly and helpful - the ones that we didn't have to fight with, anyways.Oh, and if you're ever going to Cenauri, let me know - there's a really excellent inn there, although I can't remember the name just now..." He stretched, and scanned the room - stopping stiff the moment he spotted the board. "...Just how long has there been a quest regarding the Immortal One up there?" He instantly signed his name to the bottom of the sheet. Lind Whisperer (signs up for Quest #147). Quote
Endgame Posted January 21, 2016 Posted January 21, 2016 "...Just how long has there been a quest regarding the Immortal One up there?" "Coupl'a days, maybe? Time is wonky in here." Quote
Endgame Posted January 21, 2016 Posted January 21, 2016 The Veterans meet. "Have we managed to assemble the representatives yet?" "No. Tensions are growing - they're being uncooperative." "And the deadline is drawing near..." "I wouldn't worry about that. We made contact with the dragon, via his archangel. Immortalis has agreed to grant us more time if it means he will be receiving a relatively stable group of representatives in Eschaton." "Good. If we can avoid conflict with him, we must." "How much do we know about this dragon, Cain? Is he even a threat?" "About him? No. But I know dragons. And we know what his sons are capable of. It's best to be cautious." "Hmm. Very well..." Quest #147 has been delayed until February 12th. Quote
Pyrovisionary Posted January 22, 2016 Posted January 22, 2016 Eric downed the rest of his pint, but nearly spat it back out when Sarge started to speak. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Eric said: "This place as in 'Eubric'? There's no cleaning up a rotting house. You can tear it down and build a new one, though, but I doubt the powers-that-be are very much down with that idea." Sarge smirked and nodded "Blasphemy of fire or whatever, innit." he raised his bushy eyebrows in apreciation and sniggered, look at them, discussing politics like esteemed citizens. "Almost seems like a paradise for us people; no government, no king. But, there's still Bonaparte regulation, the town watch. Fuckin beaurecracy aint it. Nah, what we need's an insider. One of us at the top. You heard bout these factions? Dreamers and kids running for control of the city. Idiots, the lot of them" He banged his fist on the table in a cliched fashion, and cringed as he felt his new tunic stretch. Jon sighed and swept his hair back with a leather gloved hand; these new clothes needed wearing into, but he needed them if he wanted to comfortably carry two swords. He sipped his pint - the best cider of the house, and sat back in happiness. Quote
Palathadric Posted January 23, 2016 Posted January 23, 2016 "Long time, Sarge! What have you been up to in recent...years...months...weeks? What should I say? You're looking good. Not the bum pirate I met once." I chuckle. Quote
Khorne Posted January 23, 2016 Posted January 23, 2016 Sarge smirked and nodded "Blasphemy of fire or whatever, innit." he raised his bushy eyebrows in apreciation and sniggered, look at them, discussing politics like esteemed citizens. "Almost seems like a paradise for us people; no government, no king. But, there's still Bonaparte regulation, the town watch. Fuckin beaurecracy aint it. Nah, what we need's an insider. One of us at the top. You heard bout these factions? Dreamers and kids running for control of the city. Idiots, the lot of them" Eric grinned. "I take it that you mean one of us both ought to be at the top, not one of us 'Heroes' in general?" The Nord waved his hand and ordered another drink. "Ja, I've heard about these factions." He shrugged. "I don't care much for them, though. In the end, it's everybody themselves. Besides, what good could come if either of the rivaling factions wins? One's filled with dreamers, the other's just some elitist snobs like the Bonapartes thinking they can run this city." He laughed: "Heh, I'd only support myself to be King of this city. Most of the others are just too much of simpletons. They're too weak-minded to do anything." Quote
Pyrovisionary Posted January 24, 2016 Posted January 24, 2016 "Long time, Sarge! What have you been up to in recent...years...months...weeks? What should I say? You're looking good. Not the bum pirate I met once." I chuckle. Sarge stood up to greet his old friend, extending his arm for a hefty handshake and a at on the shoulder. He grinned at Pretzel, and began "Haven't seen you since... Must've ben since we stopped wandering Uland with Erdy, innit?" He nodded, hesitating for a moment to recall the events surrounding Dr Trice "Didn't know you drank here." he gestured to the Docks Pub they were currently in, and ushered Pretzel into a seat. "Yeah, just been to Salmanda with these lads" he waved his hand at Eric and Boomingham and smirked "The tropical air did me some good to say the least mate. We sorted that place out right and good, didnt we Eric. Stopped an invasion, killed some snakes, helped some people. Never know, we might do the same to this place" he looked over his shoulder out of the window at Eubric and the bustling street outside. "So how've you done this past year mate?" Jon lit a cigar and looked up at Pretzel, ready to hear his tales. Eric grinned. "I take it that you mean one of us both ought to be at the top, not one of us 'Heroes' in general?" The Nord waved his hand and ordered another drink. "Ja, I've heard about these factions." He shrugged. "I don't care much for them, though. In the end, it's everybody themselves. Besides, what good could come if either of the rivaling factions wins? One's filled with dreamers, the other's just some elitist snobs like the Bonapartes thinking they can run this city." He laughed: "Heh, I'd only support myself to be King of this city. Most of the others are just too much of simpletons. They're too weak-minded to do anything." Jon nodded in approval "Couldn't have put it better meself. I'll drink to that" he raised his glass and took a long sip of cider. Quote
Palathadric Posted January 24, 2016 Posted January 24, 2016 "I don't, normally. I saw you entering, though, and figured I would extend my thanks for the Cloak you sent me. It's a fine make, indeed. Did you get it Salmanda? I have to say that I've not been on too many quests worth talking about of late. The last one was getting a birthday present for the husband of a hero. Although much has happened since we last met. Have you heard of the Dread Pirate Indiacca? Apparently he was a big deal in the pirate world. I helped to drive him out of Eubric. Quite the ruthless terror. He had surrounded himself with those Pongcanis devils." Quote
Zepher Posted January 25, 2016 Posted January 25, 2016 Boomingham sits in silence, listening to his two friends talk disparagingly on the new situation in Eubric. But he felt that the conversation was not much of anything - they were away from the city often enough that they couldn't truly read what the common folk went through, what they needed. He thought on their recent friends from Salmanda, of Rex and Vipersace and the Cobra Priest. Those were the people who needed serving, and a voice - they reminded him of his comrades in arms from the time of the Orcish Wars. All powerful in their own right, but needing a leader. And he thinks too of Strivvi... and the man he rescued from that city. He stands up. "I have some errands to run," he says bowing to his two friends. "See you both soon enough." Quote
Khorne Posted January 26, 2016 Posted January 26, 2016 Boomingham sits in silence, listening to his two friends talk disparagingly on the new situation in Eubric. But he felt that the conversation was not much of anything - they were away from the city often enough that they couldn't truly read what the common folk went through, what they needed. He thought on their recent friends from Salmanda, of Rex and Vipersace and the Cobra Priest. Those were the people who needed serving, and a voice - they reminded him of his comrades in arms from the time of the Orcish Wars. All powerful in their own right, but needing a leader. And he thinks too of Strivvi... and the man he rescued from that city. He stands up. "I have some errands to run," he says bowing to his two friends. "See you both soon enough." Eric raised a curious eyebrow when his friend left so soon. He usually stays for at least a couple of drinks. Then again, everyone has got their errands to run, so the Nord didn't think much of it. "I don't, normally. I saw you entering, though, and figured I would extend my thanks for the Cloak you sent me. It's a fine make, indeed. Did you get it Salmanda? I have to say that I've not been on too many quests worth talking about of late. The last one was getting a birthday present for the husband of a hero. Although much has happened since we last met. Have you heard of the Dread Pirate Indiacca? Apparently he was a big deal in the pirate world. I helped to drive him out of Eubric. Quite the ruthless terror. He had surrounded himself with those Pongcanis devils." "Pretzel", Eric grinned wolfish. "It's been a while. How have you been lately?" Hearing about the "dread pirate", Eric simply shrugged and said: "Never heard of this 'dread' pirate. Probably just much ado about nothing." Quote
Palathadric Posted January 26, 2016 Posted January 26, 2016 "He was some sort of monstrosity with the head of a cow. Oddly enough, just a quest apart, I saw his likeness as the head of some of kind of Paladin movement. I don't know what the world is coming to these days!" "Eric, I heard something about you going for elections. How did that work out for you? Silly politics!" Quote
CMP Posted January 27, 2016 Posted January 27, 2016 Hearing about the "dread pirate", Eric simply shrugged and said: "Never heard of this 'dread' pirate. Probably just much ado about nothing." "He was some sort of monstrosity with the head of a cow. Oddly enough, just a quest apart, I saw his likeness as the head of some of kind of Paladin movement. I don't know what the world is coming to these days!" "He was a stubborn cow, but he beat feet just about as soon as we showed up," added Atramor from the darkness at the end of the bar. The darkness, of course, being the shadow of his hat. "Dread pirate indeed," he mumbled, sipping the latest in a long line of rum bottles. He had been eager to leave the caves, but he found himself quite bored once he was back in the hall. Quote
Kintobor Posted January 27, 2016 Posted January 27, 2016 Karie, noticing the amount of liquor bottles surrounding Atramor, straps her guitar to her back and picked the empty bottles up and carried them in her arms like a baby. "Look, let's try and keep the place looking clean, or at the bear minimum, presentable, shall we?" She carried them off to the bar and placed them for the barkeep to clean up. "So, who's our new Grand Poobahs running the various factions? Certainly someone with standards, I hope." Quote
Pyrovisionary Posted January 27, 2016 Posted January 27, 2016 "He was some sort of monstrosity with the head of a cow. Oddly enough, just a quest apart, I saw his likeness as the head of some of kind of Paladin movement. I don't know what the world is coming to these days!" Sarge sniggered and raised the cider at his old friend "Dread pirate, dead pirate, makes no difference to me." He took a swig of his cider then listened, before continuing. "Aye to that; world's goin' to shit. It always is. You just gotta be on top of the shit when it hits the fan" he hesitated and cocked his head, pondering the meaning of his statement, or if it even made sense. Then shrugged, smirked and rested his crossed legs, eh, leg, on the table. "He was a stubborn cow, but he beat feet just about as soon as we showed up," added Atramor from the darkness at the end of the bar. The darkness, of course, being the shadow of his hat. "Dread pirate indeed," he mumbled, sipping the latest in a long line of rum bottles. He had been eager to leave the caves, but he found himself quite bored once he was back in the hall. Sarge nodded at the first newcomer, he was reminded of a younger version of himself, more limbs though. " Y'alright mate " the old man smirked up at Atramor from his slouch in the chair and raised his bottle by way of greeting. "Name's Sarge. You?" "So, who's our new Grand Poobahs running the various factions? Certainly someone with standards, I hope." Jon lowered his crossed limbs from the table and raised himself out of his slump to give a disaproving glare at the woman, but it was soon replaced by the usual smirk "Last time you called me or me friends that I seem to remember you got your megablocks handed to you at the arena" he said gruffly but not with anger, recalling him and Karie's arena bout. "And like fine wine, I get better with age lass." Quote
Kintobor Posted January 28, 2016 Posted January 28, 2016 Jon lowered his crossed limbs from the table and raised himself out of his slump to give a disaproving glare at the woman, but it was soon replaced by the usual smirk "Last time you called me or me friends that I seem to remember you got your megablocks handed to you at the arena" he said gruffly but not with anger, recalling him and Karie's arena bout. "And like fine wine, I get better with age lass." She grimaced, looking at Sarge with false enthusiasm. "Oh joy! My favourite drunken bum back from the ends of the earth!" Karie frowned. "What are you and your friends going to do, liquor yourselves up until you beat me? Like that's going to end well for you." She scoffed. Quote
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