Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[Bricksandparts]

" Johon, it would be a lie if we said you had never done anything wrong. I came here to save The people of Eubric. I will ally with the wolfgang, I will ally with anyone if evil is stopped. But one thing I will not tolerate is Scum like Vampires and undeads causing a potential danger to the citizens of Eubric. "

Lycan looks at the magic user and Pretzel. " I agree with you on the topic of the undead and that thing."

"Listen pipsqueak, he hasn't done anything, he didn't come here to suck blood. He hasn't even made any threats about doing so! You're the potential danger!"

Edited June 2, 2012 by Bricksandparts

[Tachyon]

Mizuki walks in and says "You have got to try these chocolate chip cookies, I picked up from the pastry shop"

[Bricksandparts]

Mizuki walks in and says "You have got to try these chocolate chip cookies, I picked up from the pastry shop"

The people in the argument stop arguing, and then look over their shoulder at a lady, Mizuki Kimura, munching on some cookies. And saying something about how good they are. Then the argument continues.

[Tachyon]

Mizuki says "Well, would you like to have some, their like the best when dipped in hot chocolate."

[Bricksandparts]

Mizuki says "Well, would you like to have some, their like the best when dipped in hot chocolate."

"Fine."

Johon walks down and takes one of the cookies and stuffs it into his mouth. His face brightens and he smiles as he chews.

"They actually are fairly good. always nice to have a little treat now and again."

[Vash the Stampede]

" Johon, it would be a lie if we said you had never done anything wrong. I came here to save The people of Eubric. I will ally with the wolfgang, I will ally with anyone if evil is stopped. But one thing I will not tolerate is Scum like Vampires and undeads causing a potential danger to the citizens of Eubric. "

Lycan looks at the magic user and Pretzel. " I agree with you on the topic of the undead and that thing."

"Lycan your name is? Assuming it stands for lycanthrope which is a werewolf wouldn't that put you on the same level as this thing?"

Mizuki walks in and says "You have got to try these chocolate chip cookies, I picked up from the pastry shop"

"If you have nothing against vampires, I would like to try this cookie you speak of.

[Tachyon]

Mizuki says to the vampire "Sure, but is is true that vampires sparkle in the sunlight ?

[Palathadric]

"Listen pipsqueak, he hasn't done anything, he didn't come here to suck blood. He hasn't even made any threats about doing so! You're the potential danger!"

"Oh, ho, ho, ho! And you think that if his intention is to drink blood that he would have come in and said, 'Hello, gentlemen, I am really interested in finding a new victim for my demonic addiction to a man's, especially a hero's, blood. So just let me bite you. Don't worry. It will be slow and painful, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind, after all, you're heroes, right? Therefore, you do this sort of thing. You know, give your blood to help others continue in their demonic ways.' I suppose you really were expecting him to say that, weren't you? No, of course, not. A vampire who desires to drink of our blood will do just as he has done. He will appear friendly and helpful, or whatever, but then, when you least suspect, he will drain you! Beware, barbarian, beware. No one can make a pact with the devil and not be burned."

[Vash the Stampede]

Mizuki says to the vampire "Sure, but is is true that vampires sparkle in the sunlight ?

"Hahaha. Vampires sparkling in sunlight, where did you get such a ridiculous idea?"

Dreyrugr takes a cookie and eats it.

"These taste great."

[Kadabra]

"Oh, ho, ho, ho! And you think that if his intention is to drink blood that he would have come in and said, 'Hello, gentlemen, I am really interested in finding a new victim for my demonic addiction to a man's, especially a hero's, blood. So just let me bite you. Don't worry. It will be slow and painful, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind, after all, you're heroes, right? Therefore, you do this sort of thing. You know, give your blood to help others continue in their demonic ways.' I suppose you really were expecting him to say that, weren't you? No, of course, not. A vampire who desires to drink of our blood will do just as he has done. He will appear friendly and helpful, or whatever, but then, when you least suspect, he will drain you! Beware, barbarian, beware. No one can make a pact with the devil and not be burned."

"Indeed! By its very nature, a vampire is a monster of the night, lurking in shadows and using deceptions to get what it wants... that being blood." Arasmyth turns to Pretzel. "Or maybe he's actually smart, and he's kissing up to the horrid beast so he can be turned into one of them rather than getting sucked dry."

[Bioniclover]

Knifk takes a long swig of his ale, then looks about the hall. After Guts had left, it seemed a Quest full of Heroes still wet behind the ears had returned, and they were now engaging in the usual senseless banter, and his cowardly Quest mate Johon seemed to be encouraging the stupidity, having a jovial chat with a bloodsucker across the bar. Two magically inclined folks were sitting at a table, muttering to each other, apparently criticizing the pair of undead heroes in the hall. The muscular orc couldn't help but agree with them, a true warrior fights with sword and shield, not by draining a foe's life force in the dead of night. Taking another long swig, he finished his drink, then stood up and went downstairs into the lobby to get some reprieve from the ceaseless arguments that took place around the bar. Leaning against the wall, a new notice on the QuestBoard caught his eye - reading it, he could barely keep from laughing out loud. A hair salon was asking for help from heroes? He couldn't help it, he let out a guffaw. Scanning the board for any other notices, he quickly found one from a group of Orcs searching for help. Knifk didn't hesitate in penning down his name for Quest #35, if a fellow Baltarokian needed help, he was duty bound to provide.

[Endgame]

Mizuki walks in and says "You have got to try these chocolate chip cookies, I picked up from the pastry shop"

"...Pastry shop? Dear Helvetia Mizuki, where are you finding all these businesses?!"

I clutch a cookie between 2 fingers and take a bite

"..MmmMM. Delicious, nonetheless!"

[Palathadric]

"...Pastry shop? Dear Helvetia Mizuki, where are you finding all these businesses?!"

I clutch a cookie between 2 fingers and take a bite

"..MmmMM. Delicious, nonetheless!"

"It is most rude to use the name of a demon when speaking of someone? You and your sinister ways, you are trying to entrap the young and foolish girl in your trap. God damn you, demon! I pray for the soul of the poor girl and that she may result your evil ways.

[Endgame]

"It is most rude to use the name of a demon when speaking of someone? You and your sinister ways, you are trying to entrap the young and foolish girl in your trap. God damn you, demon! I pray for the soul of the poor girl and that she may result your evil ways.

"...Well, thank you for finally saying more than a bodily sound to me."

"But you are sorely mistaken, stubborn monk. Helvetia is a part of the divine pantheon. Perhaps you'd learn to be more considerate about people's beliefs?" I saw with a raise of my eyebrow. "There is more to the world then your precious Ennon, like it or not."

[TheBoyWonder]

" STUPID FOOL!" Lycan bellows, the sound echoing through the hall. " Maybe the Vampire is not the biggest danger around here. It is YOU. You claim to be a raider? I have seen children who are more deceptive and cunning than you. "

He then turns to Sorow " I for one do not believe in Ennoc, or any other made up deity. We make our future. " He looks up before continuing " Perhaps not all undead are evil. Perhaps I was wrong about you and the Vampire. But my warning still stands."

"I have lived in the Shadows all my life. The darkest corners of this City. I have conned drunks, murderers and the town watch. I have learned what it is like to survive on scraps. I know what it is like to be hated by everyone. Runaways are hated. Undeads are hated. Criminals are hated. The rich are hated. The righteous are hated. But who are hated the most? The corrupt. People like you Johon, who claim to be heroes. Claim to be A barbarian yet hide from danger, hide from evil. Claim to be part rogue. Raiders need brains as well as brawn. You are lacking in the brain department." Lycan shouts furiously at Johon. As Lycan gets angrier, you can just see a shadow. A shadow that does not belong to a human....

[Bricksandparts]

" STUPID FOOL!" Lycan bellows, the sound echoing through the hall. " Maybe the Vampire is not the biggest danger around here. It is YOU. You claim to be a raider? I have seen children who are more deceptive and cunning than you. "

He then turns to Sorow " I for one do not believe in Ennoc, or any other made up deity. We make our future. " He looks up before continuing " Perhaps not all undead are evil. Perhaps I was wrong about you and the Vampire. But my warning still stands."

"I have lived in the Shadows all my life. The darkest corners of this City. I have conned drunks, murderers and the town watch. I have learned what it is like to survive on scraps. I know what it is like to be hated by everyone. Runaways are hated. Undeads are hated. Criminals are hated. The rich are hated. The righteous are hated. But who are hated the most? The corrupt. People like you Johon, who claim to be heroes. Claim to be A barbarian yet hide from danger, hide from evil. Claim to be part rogue. Raiders need brains as well as brawn. You are lacking in the brain department." Lycan shouts furiously at Johon. As Lycan gets angrier, you can just see a shadow. A shadow that does not belong to a human....

Johon shoves Lycan away, back into his seat.

"You think you know everything don't you? There's a big difference between courage and stupidity. I don't hide from danger, I go to it. Who said anyone here was a hero?" Johon's voice gets louder, and more aggressive. "Who? The future is what you make of it, right and wrong is what you make it to be. You think Eubric is gonna become Utopia, don't you? Then you've got some real messed up mind. Who are you to criticize me? You're some low-classed monkey who thinks he's a hero." Johon turns away and lets out a deep breath, and then turns back. "Look, what do you think is right? You think that just because some people want money, or weapons that makes them greedy? I think that's absurd. If you have a cause, then that's not greedy. Many of you are reckless, just run into battle, screaming, and then swing your blade or throw your axe. Think about what you came here for. Not just to come here and bad-mouth me and these guys. You are too suspicious of your fellow hero. He came in here just wanting some food, not here to kill people in their sleep. Pretzel is a lune, he thinks that their is some guy who is gonna come save the world and all these 'sinners' and 'devils'. This." Johon says as he gently punches Lycan over his heart. "This, this is what you make it to be."

[Palathadric]

" STUPID FOOL!" Lycan bellows, the sound echoing through the hall. " Maybe the Vampire is not the biggest danger around here. It is YOU. You claim to be a raider? I have seen children who are more deceptive and cunning than you. "

He then turns to Sorow " I for one do not believe in Ennoc, or any other made up deity. We make our future. " He looks up before continuing " Perhaps not all undead are evil. Perhaps I was wrong about you and the Vampire. But my warning still stands."

"I have lived in the Shadows all my life. The darkest corners of this City. I have conned drunks, murderers and the town watch. I have learned what it is like to survive on scraps. I know what it is like to be hated by everyone. Runaways are hated. Undeads are hated. Criminals are hated. The rich are hated. The righteous are hated. But who are hated the most? The corrupt. People like you Johon, who claim to be heroes. Claim to be A barbarian yet hide from danger, hide from evil. Claim to be part rogue. Raiders need brains as well as brawn. You are lacking in the brain department." Lycan shouts furiously at Johon. As Lycan gets angrier, you can just see a shadow. A shadow that does not belong to a human....

"Please, young Lycan, "it does no one good to shout out in such a manner and accuse others of being a fool. You have not been around here long, and you do not know Master Johon at all besides from what we have discussed here. You cannot go on making assumptions about his intellectual powers although, granted, he does not seem particularly adept at using that God-given brain between his head, you really should not be making assumptions on a few minutes' conversation. Also, I would not boast so about the life you have led, it seems like you should be in prison as of now and not enjoying the hospitality of Heroica. At least Johon has gone on some quests and, I could imagine, done somebody some good somewhere. You are hardly one to talk. Honestly, I only see master Johon training to become either a raider or a berserker, although now that I look at him, he hardly has the diplomatic skills needed to acquire a knight's job.

"Everyone will have some enemies. Every person in the world is hated somewhere. No one is above or beyond it. Even the best of men are hated. It is a sad thing, but true. However, you have made some pretty bold comments at Johon and I would implore you to take them back. Granted I may agree with some of them, if not all, but it is hardly becoming of such a young one as yourself. I am beginning to fear for you Lycan. Do not let the demons who desire you take possession of your soul.

"It is a sad thing that you fail to recognize the existance of God in your life, and your failure to see Him can only lead you into evil, which I can see, to a certain extent, that it has. I worry for you, I cannot say it enough. But those who reject God may find in their time of need that He has turned His back on them as well. Of course, to a certain extent, we do control our future, but God controls more than that. He has given us each a will of our own to choose to do good or evil. To choose to follow his way or the ways of demons. We own our lives and we decide our future, but it is only because God has given us the ability to do so."

Johon shoves Lycan away, back into his seat.

"You think you know everything don't you? There's a big difference between courage and stupidity. I don't hide from danger, I go to it. Who said anyone here was a hero?" Johon's voice gets louder, and more aggressive. "Who? The future is what you make of it, right and wrong is what you make it to be. You think Eubric is gonna become Utopia, don't you? Then you've got some real messed up mind. Who are you to criticize me? You're some low-classed monkey who thinks he's a hero." Johon turns away and lets out a deep breath, and then turns back. "Look, what do you think is right? You think that just because some people want money, or weapons that makes them greedy? I think that's absurd. If you have a cause, then that's not greedy. Many of you are reckless, just run into battle, screaming, and then swing your blade or throw your axe. Think about what you came here for. Not just to come here and bad-mouth me and these guys. You are too suspicious of your fellow hero. He came in here just wanting some food, not here to kill people in their sleep. Pretzel is a lune, he thinks that their is some guy who is gonna come save the world and all these 'sinners' and 'devils'. This." Johon says as he gently punches Lycan over his heart. "This, this is what you make it to be."

I turn to Johon, "Right and wrong is not what you make it to be. Everyone does not have their own idea of what is right and what is wrong. There are rules in place. God has given them to man. The earth is God's and whatever in it is His too, just as in..." I pause, "...most cities, a king rules the land, God rules the entire world and He alone decides what is right and what is wrong without our helping hand aiding Him in his decision making. Who are we to Him anyway? We may not be able to change Eubric entirely and change it into the utopian state that you mentioned, but we can each do what we can. Once cannot, or at least should not, use the failings of others as an excuse for his own. One cannot say, "because no one else is doing it, I do not need to do it either." That thinking will not get anyone anywhere. The fact is, when you signed up to become a member of Heroica, you signed up to be a hero and whether heroes are wealthy or suffering they still have a code they must abide by. I realize that few, if any, among us can truly call themselves heroes, but that should not prevent us from being the best heroes that we can be.

"As far as the vampire is concerned, you mentioned him coming in for food. May I remind you that Heroica is not a charity service. We do not just dish out free food to whomever will receive it. I wish we could do so, but we have not the financial backing. The life of a hero is not meant to be an easy one, where one can receive all the free food and drinks one desires. When you signed up to be a hero, you agreed to pay the price to be that hero, whatever it would cost you. Now it is fantastic that we have free drinks and food available to us, but I do not think that whoever created this service meant it so that any tramp from the street could sign up to be a hero and live happily ever after with no work done. No! This service was meant to encourage the weary when they return from battle and give us all a feeling of unity here at the hall. Unfortunately, I have to say, it seems to have failed to do that, but at least they have done what they could. It is most ungrateful to abuse that hospitality.

"...Furthermore, I never recall mentioning anything about anyone coming to save anybody...?"

[Bricksandparts]

"Point taken, perhaps even with your ways of following this god, you are still a person who you may talk to."

Johon takes off his cape and rolls it onto the floor. He then takes off his armor and places it to the side. He looks up into the stars out of the world and sees the other planets, whom he had not known the names since his first quest. He looks out at Belevl, Exofors, Galidoor, and sees Spyrium soon to an eclipse behind Galidoor, with the Sun sinking over the horizon.

"It's beautiful, we are always too busy with fighting and rescuing that we don't get to just relax and look into the skies."

As minutes passed the sun disappears over the horizon and darkness enters the hall. Johon gets a few more of the cookies and wraps them up and puts them in his pocket. Then he lies down and tries to rest, but he can't. He thinks something strange is going on.

[Palathadric]

"It's beautiful, we are always too busy with fighting and rescuing that we don't get to just relax and look into the skies."

"That's what bedrolls are for," I chuckle.

As I see night beginning to fall I hasten away. I do not want to be around in the hall at night with all these demons and vampires and fierecely tempered men. I hasten through the streets of Eubric, until I find a quiet spot by a dilapidated building. Away from the hall and the threat of the frightening vampire I attempt to sleep, but sleep eludes me.

Why do I fear? Why do I have the feeling that the demons are working against me? I've slept here before. I've slept on the road many times, and it's not like I haven't met a vampire before. What has changed?

My cart pushed tightly against two walls, I lay down in front of it on my bedroll, only half asleep. The night passes in an uneasy restlessness.

Edited June 2, 2012 by Palathadric

[Bricksandparts]

Johon sees the monk leave, then pretends to go to sleep, with his eye-lids low enough that others would think he was asleep, but he was still looking out at the world. He couldn't shake off the feeling about how Lycan had morphed. A chill ran down his spine and he hears howling. He hears werewolves and the door to the hall swings open! Johon grabs his sword and springs into the air. He looks around but there is not werewolf. No howling. Nothing. He swallows hard. The door had been blown open by a strong gust of wind. Johon sheathes his sword and tries to go to bed, but still he can't.

[Kadabra]

"That's what bedrolls are for," I chuckle.

As I see night beginning to fall I hasten away. I do not want to be around in the hall at night with all these demons and vampires and fierecely tempered men. I hasten through the streets of Eubric, until I find a quiet spot by a dilapidated building. Away from the hall and the threat of the frightening vampire I attempt to sleep, but sleep eludes me.

Why do I fear? Why do I have the feeling that the demons are working against me? I've slept here before. I've slept on the road many times, and it's not like I haven't met a vampire before. What has changed?

My cart pushed tightly against two walls, I lay down in front of it on my bedroll, only half asleep. The night passes in an uneasy restlessness.

Exiting the Hall to head to his inn for the night, Arasmyth notices his new friend laying in a small alley, restlessly tossing and turning in his bedroll. With a rough shake, he awakens the hermit, unlocking his room's door and gesturing to the interior, ushering the monk in. He mumbles something to himself and his staff glows an ethereal blue, and scrolls, books, and herbs go flying about the chaotic room. Arasmyth's eyes narrow, and the clutter all flies to a corner of the room, leaving some bare floor space. His eyes brighten as he notices an ornate wooden trunk, carved with magic runes and decorated with Emeralds. Opening it, he mutters a word or two to activate the enchantment some herbomancer had imbued in the chest, which allowed any herb to be summoned from a separate Plane to the chest with minimum Ether expenditure. The cavity begins to fill with an odorous powder that brings tears to the elf's eyes, and once the runes stop glowing and the box stops filling, Arasmyth lifts it up and scatters garlic powder generously at all openings to the room. He unrolls his Bedroll on one of the bare floor patches and gestures for Pretzel to do the same, then with a final spell mumbled under his breath, a gust of wind extinguishes the lamps and candles around the room, plunging it into darkness.

[xxlrocka]

Drake's armour shone in the moonlight as night arrived. He quietly crept out of the hall silently and softly sang a song as quiet as he could. Although he didn't actually know the words so he just sang random stuff along with the tune. He put his bedroll on the cold, wet, soft green grass and he fell asleep....again, silently.

[Palathadric]

Sleepily, I follow after Arasmyth, stumbling about as my cart trundles behind me. I almost look like a drunk, although I had no wine to drink that entire evening. I bump into objects along the way to Arasmyth's apartment, but somehow always manage to keep up with him. As we enter I trip over the door frame dropping my mat onto the floor and collapsing onto it. Arasmyth realizes that the noise he heard when leading me had been my snoring.

The next morning, I wake up and am confused as to where I am. I look questioningly at Arasmyth.

Edited June 3, 2012 by Palathadric

[Bricksandparts]

Johon stares at the wall as he sees heroes rise from their sleep. Nothing mysterious had happened. Just a normal night, and Johon hadn't gotten any rest, though he was not tired, not just because he could stay awake for extremely long times, but there was something else. Mystery. It was everywhere. Most of the other heroes are still asleep, and Johon decides to go get some breakfast. He sits at a table, the only one in the hall yet up. he spoons out some new kind of food from the bakery called 'cereal'. It tasted kind of strange, but Johon still ate it. Johon gets up again, gathers his equipment, and places it in his locker/vault. He goes out to his home to continue work.

[swils]

Thormanil returns to the Hall, but is quickly reminded why he has spent so little time here as of late. Ignoring all the shouting and arguing, he signs his name under Quest #35: Rescue the Maa'ri!, then heads back outside.