Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[CMP]

Atramor nods to Cronk.

"Give Wren and whatever idiots she's surroundin' herself with this time a good bashin' for us."

[posades]

Xander heard Atramor's voice above the din of the hall. Getting his attention, he made a motion to the door as he stepped outside the building.

[CMP]

Atramor nodded to Xander, finishing his rum and slamming the empty bottle on the table before following the barbarian out of the hall.

[Tanma]

Rufindel, Nyx, and Atramor, Cronk is sad to not go questing with such friends again. Cronk hopes friends will stay safe and bash much evil.

Rufindel, Cronk will not be using cloak. Does Rufindel want cloak: Cloak of Chimera (Backwear, Suitable for Mage and Clerics, +2 Health, +2 Ether)? Cronk will leave it with Rufindel for now. Cronk has some shopping to do before going on Cronk's own quest.

Good luck, friends.

IC: As Cronk walked by, De'kra clicked softly, "Cronk, watch over Arthur if you can. He seem...different? since that fort in Dastan. And since he met Wren in that quest...please make sure he okay, alright? He is good person and he seem better now, but I worry."

[posades]

Xander sees Atramor wandering near the entrance of the hall. "Over here," he calls as he rests the cursed sword on a stone. "Here is the blade you wanted, the Sword of Ancestral Hatred. I know you are not one for superstitions, but be wary of this weapon. I did not personally know the previous owner, but ownership of this blade is not something to be taken lightly. Deep inside I know you mean good, but even a witch can be swayed by that which is more than supernatural."

Xander nods to the weapon, urging Atramor to take it from him.

[CMP]

Atramor stared at the sword, which glimmered a bloody orange in the torchlight. With a feral grin, he grasped the hilt, pulling it with a ring off the stone. Funny, he could still picture Loren growing in rage as he waved this very weapon at him...he lifted it upward, watching the distorted reflection of him and the hall shift. It was of no metal or make he recognized. Definitely older than he'd've thought.

"This, mate - this is a good weapon. So, what was the final deal?"

[posades]

Pulling out his correspondence, Xander finds a small crumpled piece of paper.

"It says here we agreed upon a fee of 371g and your Scroll of Blindness," he stated as he caught the glimmer of sword in the corner of his eye.

[CMP]

"That's fair," nodded Atramor, handing over the rolled-up Scroll of Blindness and 371 coins.

[posades]

"Be safe," Xander simply replied as he gathered the parchment and gold and made his way to the marketplace.

[Zepher]

Nyx's broad grin and happy demeanour change as soon as Boomingham utters these words.

"You tried to kill him?? Are you absolutely insane??? What the hell were you playing at you senile old fool?? I hope to damnation that for your sake you haven't killed him... I cannot believe... you, you.. IDIOT!!"

Nyx breathes deeply, as if trying to calm herself, or prevent herself from doing something.

"You have to get him back. I don't care what it takes. You have to get him back."

Boomingham lifts an eyebrow. He had fought with Nyx only once before, long ago in the desert, where tempers had been running high. He had put her in her place then... but that was the beginning of their friendship. And this was more unexpected.

"I didn't know you had taken such a liking to the little guy. I'm not saying that slashing your problems with a blade isn't wrong... but you weren't there. He got what was coming to him. There are some memories we aren't supposed to be forced to relive. You have my respect, Nyx, and my admiration, but bear in mind that you are still a child, and I am not." Boomingham sighs deeply, and drains his Flaming Gumball. "I will try my best to find the little rascal, for your sake. That's the best I can say to you."

Boomingham's other eyebrow shoots up when Skrall appears next to him. He does not so much as mutter a greeting, and orders another drink, but remains sitting.

[CMP]

Atramor eyes Boomingham's unnatural drink, taking a sip of his own bottle of rum, his newly purchased weapon lying on the counter in front of him. McCafferey sat on the crossguard, glancing up and down the blade and at the soon-to-be-questmates.

[Waterbrick Down]

Skrall orders another tankard of ale, "See to it that the Paladin gets one as well, if ya don't mind dearie. I think we're all goin' to need stuff a bit of stiffer if we're goin' to be sailin' the southern seas," he winked to Scheherazade.

[Chromeknight]

As uncomfortable with sudden physical contact as she is, Nerwen is cheered by Nyx's sudden hug. And the drink is... interesting.

Nerwen was glad her arrival seemed to revive her friend somewhat.

Facing the ranger she bowed and said Master Harkenshire.

Then the interruption of the overweight knight brings memories of the aborted quest for the Zeigfrieds. A time when she was struggling with her place in Heroica.

Overhearing that Barty had gone, and hearing Nyx's reaction, Nerwen placed a gentle hand on the mage's arm.

Speaking softly she said.

Sir. May I ask, is the blade you struck him with embued with an elemental gem? I ask because gems can be used to trap spirits, have you examined the sword closely? As for finding him, you should do it more for the sake your own self. But if you have no care for that you might also do it for me, though we are not as close friends as you and Nyx. Remember however, Nyx is no mere anything, and I am certainly no child.

[Flare]

Benji walks into Heroica Hall. He isn't looking good. He sits down at the bar but then gets back up, yelling at no one in particular: "I'm the first one! The first one to fail two quests! Thats who I am! A failure! A failure in life, a failure as a hero!"

He sits back down and mumbles to himself... "I think I'm going to try out a different advanced class, my life as a Warden is not working out."

Before Benji the Warden leaves, he mentions in a lighter mood, "I've got some things for sale. Anyone interested? I'm not listing prices, just make me an offer I can't refuse!"

* Armor of the Draugr (max health +2)

* Wave Sword (WP:11, cursed effect)

* Croise Crossbow (WP:11),

Edited August 19, 2012 by Flare

[Fred Daniel Yam]

Benji walks into Heroica Hall. He isn't looking good. He sits down at the bar but then gets back up, yelling at no one in particular: "I'm the first one! The first one to fail two quests! Thats who I am! A failure! A failure in life, a failure as a hero!"

He sits back down and mumbles to himself... "I think I'm going to try out a different advanced class, my life as a Warden is not working out."

Before Benji the Warden leaves, he mentions in a lighter mood, "I've got some things for sale. Anyone interested? I'm not listing prices, just make me an offer I can't refuse!"

* Armor of the Draugr (max health +2)

* Wave Sword (WP:11, cursed effect)

* Croise Crossbow (WP:11),

"I'll buy the Wave Sword for 200 gold!"

[Endgame]

A blue clad man wielding two wands strolls into Heroica. Examining the sign-up sheet for Quest 46, he mumbles and rants to himself as he reads through the names.

"Hrrmm... Yeah, yeah, that'll do..."

He raises his pink wand... and casually shoots green flames from his wand, incinerating the notice. He fumbles around in his pocket for a quill and a piece of paper, and writes a new notice.

"Althior Emorith, Alexandre, and Xander Unth'or (Party Leader): I will be here tonight to whisk you off to my humble abode. Please gear up during that time. This one may be a bit of a challenge, so prepare accordingly!

-Howard Dini."

The eccentric ether-user then scrolls back outside.

Edited August 19, 2012 by Endgame

[Khorne]

Some Heroes still remained in the Hall looked up surprised as a mysterious creature shuffled in with creaking steps. The thing breathed heavily, with long scraping inhaling and exhaling. It stopped for a moment, peering around staring at the occupants through its jet-black lenses. Suddenly it started to cringe for no particular reason and remained in a squatted state for about a minute. As sudden as it got down, life jolted back into the being and it moved on, toward the Questboard.

Once there, it scratched the names of those not chosen for the Quest with its sharp, wooden fingers. The Heroes remaining, and thus chosen, were:

Chosen for Quest #45:

- L'Oreal Diablo (Adam) *** Party Leader ***

- Siercon (Siercon and Coral)

- Zark (Pharos712)

The creature added another note and then without uttering a word, and going as slowly as it came, the creature left the Hall again.

Meet me at the South entrance of our Guildhouse. I'll be waiting for you there!

~ Mialesande

Quest will be up tommorow, guys. Do some last minute shopping while you can !

Edited August 19, 2012 by Khorne

[Sandy]

CURRENT SIGN-UPS:

Quest #44: My Best Friend

1. Nagure (Costy)

2. Raven Ashcroft (Raven Brickroft)

3. Durkon (RPGer)

4. Dreyrugr (Vash the Stampede)

5. Cinna the Dark (darkdragon)

6. Erik Tyrvarr (Myrddyn)

7. Mizuki Kimura (zakura)

8. Namyrra Uq (Quarryman)

9. Sir Christopher Daggerfall (Fred Fred Burger)

10. Thalion Dwinlas (-obelix-)

11. Lycan Dean (TheBoyWonder)

12. William Harkenshire (VolcanicPanik)

13. Nerwen Calmcacil (Chromeknight)

Note: All those who sign up will be chosen to the quest, unless they have been chosen to another quest before that. There is always a chance to drop out of the quest during it, and I will personally kick out any inactive players. But this quest will definitely be one worth signing into.

[Endgame]

With Syntax ranting and raving in the ba-

"61! LA LI LO LE LY! SPOON!"

..ck of my head, I was back in control. I eagerly sign-up for Quest 44.

Edited August 19, 2012 by Endgame

[Capt.JohnPaul]

LOL, another quest with Lycan. Go cut another royal princess's head off.

Alexandre dashes down to the marketplace to buy another tonic. You could never have too many.

"Althior, Xander, we've quested before. Let's see what adventure we get this time. We're testing products, how bad could it be?"

[Endgame]

I attempt to fall asleep on one of the many couches in the hall, but always woke up Guess why?

"It burns it burns it burns it burns oh god it burns IT BUURNS"

I shamble over to a table and motion the paladin to sit down with me. I grab a glass of water for myself and a glass of wine for the paladin.

"So, anything going on?"

Edited August 19, 2012 by Endgame

[Capt.JohnPaul]

I attempt to fall asleep on one of the many couches in the hall, but always woke up Guess why?

"It burns it burns it burns it burns oh god it burns IT BUURNS"

I shamble over to a table and motion the paladin to sit down with me. I grab a glass of water for myself and a glass of wine for the paladin.

"So, anything going on?"

"Well, I just got chosen for a quest, run by a person who for some reason, reminds me of you. You don't look too good. Need some healing? Er.. wait, healing hurts you doesn't it?"

[Endgame]

"Well, I just got chosen for a quest, run by a person who for some reason, reminds me of you. You don't look too good. Need some healing? Er.. wait, healing hurts you doesn't it?"

"I'm... unsure. I can chug potions with ease, but I've never been actually healed by a cleric before.

Though your healing will do nothing for my... issue."

"Thee paaaaaaaaaaaaaaain!"

[Capt.JohnPaul]

"I'm... unsure. I can chug potions with ease, but I've never been actually healed by a cleric before.

Though your healing will do nothing for my... issue."

"Thee paaaaaaaaaaaaaaain!"

"Hmm." Alexandre takes a swig of a glass of water. "I'm glad we have these complimentary drinks here at the hall."

[Endgame]

"Hmm." Alexandre takes a swig of a glass of water. "I'm glad we have these complimentary drinks here at the hall."

"I gave you wine. If you have the water, then...!"

I check my glass then my pulse. My glass was indeed wine, but my pulse appeared to be fine.

"Phew... wine and beer cause heart attacks for me.:

I dump my glass of wine and get myself water.

"Close call."