Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[bionicle_fanatic]

The rain smattered lightly onto Karl's dark, closely-cut hair as he sprinted nimbly though the backalleys of Eubric. His pursuers, two unlikely lads, were rapidly closing in from behind. Karl looked down at the measly loaf he'd snatched from the pair minutes ago. Was all this really worth it? An angry growl from his stomach banished his doubts: for a teenager who was practically living off the streets, sometimes stealing was the only way to survive.

He burst out of the alley and into a larger street, aligned with shops lavishly flaunting their wares, as though they were taunting the boy with luxuries he could never hope to possess. A stitch seared through his side; he'd lead his pursuers on a lively chase around the city, but it was high time to cut it short. Taking advantage of his brief respite from enemy eyes, he heaved open the heavy oak door of the nearest building and bolted inside.

He was in a large hall of sorts, filled with plenty of exotic and interesting characters; Karl thought he could even spot a troll. This was certainly not the most ideal establishment he could has picked. He had hoped it was a charity shop or something. He took a deep breath. "S-Sorry. Wrong place..." Desperately hoping no one would stop him and ask him why he looked like an urchin, he turned to the door to make a speedy exit.

And then something stopped him. Something made him turn around, and look the occupants directly in the eye, as one of them, as an equal. Something made him walk slowly yet assuredly up to the ornate noticeboard standing at the far end of the room, and stare in silent awe at the glimmer of his future.

That thing, was Fate.

Edited December 29, 2014 by bionicle_fanatic

[Waterbrick Down]

Boris nudges Matthias, "How long you reckon he'll be standing down there with his mouth agape?"

[Quarryman]

Namyrra signs up for the Fields of Glory

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl's sharp ears didn't need to be too sharp to pick up the words muttered by the pale-skinned man to the short gnome beside him. He didn't comment, but seemed to pull himself together. His eyes swept the room a second time, trying to find a quiet spot where he could think things out. And hopefully consume the loaf of bread.

[Peppermint_M]

Bored and her tankard empty, Tesni signed up for The Fields of Glory, maybe this campaign would be more successful and a good way to get her hand back in.

[Actaeon]

Just to make sure, Actaeon signs up for the fields of glory.

[samurai-turtle]

Coming back from parts unknown. And seeing that the fields of glory are opening back up, signs up. Saying: They did not pick me the last time, this time would not be any different. Then heads back out of the Hall. Going back to what ever he was doing.

[Lind Whisperer]

The rogue carefully tacked a page with his fellow FOG team members to the board, in case a returning or present hero felt inclined to join up.

FOG Party(of the Grey Foxer):

The Grey Foxer ~ Team Leader

Kiray Nastayo ~ Master Knight

Actaeon Artus ~ Master Rogue

If you are seeking a dedicated FOG experience, and are approximately level 10 or higher, please consult the Munchkin rogue at the bar.

Never one to miss an opportunity when he could help it, the rogue approached the barbarian in the stylish black and red dragon armor.

"Please pardon my interruption, but I couldn't help but notice that you also had signed up for the Fields of Glory. I happen to be in the process of putting together a bit of a team for them, and I was wondering if you might be interested in joining?"

Edited December 30, 2014 by Lind Whisperer

[bionicle_fanatic]

The rogue carefully tacked a page with his fellow FOG team members to the board, in case a returning or present hero felt inclined to join up.

Karl eagerly strode up to the notice board, casting an eye over the new article. His face fell when he reached "approximately level 10" though, and he slunk back into his dark corner to brood.

[Siercon and Coral]

Karl eagerly strode up to the notice board, casting an eye over the new article. His face fell when he reached "approximately level 10" though, and he slunk back into his dark corner to brood.

You can sign up no matter what level you are. :) That note was just to join their particular team in the drawing, It often helps quests to have groups with individuals of similar strength, so the QMs can throw appropriate enemies at them.

Siercon enters the Guild Hall cloaked in a velvet aura, which lined his black shrouded form. Clasped to his back he carried a large barbed looking spear, which was quite disproportionate to his average figure. Gliding to the quest board, he signed up for the fields of glory.

Seeing Purpearl Berthadhiell, and Matthias both near his lvl, he approached them.

"Would you two like to enter The Fields of Glory as a group?" he said, waiting for their reply.

"Or if you prefer, perhaps we could merge with Grey Foxer, Actaeon, and Kiray, as party of 6. It would probably make things more interesting, and may increase our chances to be chosen, instead of vying with them over a party slot."

[StickFig]

Matthias watches the newcomer move to the quest board. "About that long," he remarks to Bruhalv. Wondering what the new hero saw on the quest board, he decides to take a look and moseys on over.

"'The Grey Foxer'? Who calls themself that?" the gnome laughs a little. "And what's a 'Munchkin'? And are we signing up in groups now?" Looking around, he wonders what

and is interrupted by a mage.

"I'm up for anything." he says, and walks back to the bar.

[Siercon and Coral]

Siercon also posts a list of items:

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For Sale or Trade:

Lullaby Wand (WP:8, sleep effect) 100gold

Chain Scythe (WP:6, applies Enamored) 90gold

Hood of the Dark Druid (wearer absorbs Wood- and Darkness-elemental damage; headwear, suitable for druids only) Best Offer

Mithril Shard (1/4 of a piece of Mithril) Best Offer

Robe of the Dastanian Pongcanis Champion (Wearer gains Power +3 while on the front row or SP:3 while on the back row; bodywear, suitable for barbarians and mages) 150gold

If you are interested simply let the purple-ish shadow figure know, for sale, counter offer, or trade.

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[bionicle_fanatic]

You can sign up no matter what level you are. :) That note was just to join their particular team in the drawing, It often helps quests to have groups with individuals of similar strength, so the QMs can throw appropriate enemies at them.

OOC: Ah... So, Karl could sign up right now, and just proceed to the battlefield? [:P] Or would he have to wait for a QM to approve him in or something? [:P]

Karl jumped eagerly up once again as the shadowy figure tacked a notice to the board. A Chain Scythe... He jingled the meagre 10 pieces of gold he had left in his pocket, deciding to leave the deal and take food and shelter over fancy weapons.

Not seeing any reason to stand about doing nothing, he decided to take the future into his own hands. Snatching up a quill to the side of the board, he scratched his name into the list detailing sign-ups for the Fields of Glory. He crossed his clips, hoped he wasn't making a big mistake.

[Siercon and Coral]

Looking at the new hero, Siercon suggest "You might want to consider purchasing a bedroll from the marketplace"

Edited December 30, 2014 by Siercon and Coral

[bionicle_fanatic]

One has to be chosen to go on a quest or participate in the fields of glory (essentially a type of quest). The QMs work hard to bless us all and create fun adventures. As you can imagine this can be tons of work, so the demand is higher than the supply. Thus, we all wait patiently and the QMs do a really good job of balancing characters from all levels and setting up a variety quests in due time. Long and short, patience and gratefulness is the game. It's like a rigged lottery, where they are truly trying to make it work out for everyone who shows mature commitment. They will announce who's in, and those individuals will proceed to that new thread.

Btw Welcome! :D

OOC: Got it [;)] And thanks [:P]

Karl eyed the bar upstairs, wondering if he could somehow persuade the bartender to give him a free drink. After a short spell of indecision, he turned and trudged back to his table, ruefully reflecting on how nothing in this life ever came without a cost.

Looking at the new hero, Siercon suggest "You might want to consider purchasing a bedroll from the marketplace"

Adressed out of the blue by a cloaked and faintly glowing stranger, Karl flinched as though struck from behind. "Umm..." He cast a fretful glance about himself, checking the exits. "Why would I want to do that... sir?" He wasn't exactly sure if that was the proper was to address a fully armoured knight with a dangerous battlespear strapped across his back, but he hoped he was close enough not to cause offence.

[StickFig]

Back at the bar, Matthias orders a round of four pints of ale. He slides Bruhalv the first mug, then has to carry the others one at a time to Siercon and the latest newcomer before picking his own up. Quaffing a fair bit, he calls out on his way back to his seat, "Welcome to Heroica Hall, where the drinks are free."

[bionicle_fanatic]

Back at the bar, Matthias orders a round of four pints of ale. He slides Bruhalv the first mug, then has to carry the others one at a time to Siercon and the latest newcomer before picking his own up. Quaffing a fair bit, he calls out on his way back to his seat, "Welcome to Heroica Hall, where the drinks are free."

Hardly daring to believe what all his senses were telling him, Karl mutely smiled his thanks to the gnome, then dipped a finger into the ale and tested it on his tongue. You could never be too careful. It seemed to be fine, to he took a swig. The delicious warm liquid spread a feeling of happiness and contentment through the boy which he had never felt before. Even that mug of brandy he'd bartered off that stingy orc outside the Oracle's Shrine.

Feeling much better after his food and drink, he gave the hall another once-over. Apart from the Gnome and the dark Mage, there was also a cloaked human, what looked like a half-demon, a very ancient woman with three eyes, a heavily-armored barbarian and the pale-faced man who had quipped about his wonderment earlier. Karl took another pull at the ale, musing over the crowd he'd fallen in with.

[Flare]

"Yo man, I dunno. I mean, you're a beast on the battlefield, pun intended ya know? But if it ain't making you happy, then what's the point, right? You do you, man. I'll support ya in whatever."

Benji is silent for a long while. "Yes, this is my destiny."

He pulls out Blitze's Modified Remedy, and a Level-Up Mushroom.

"Cheers." He grimly states as he chews on the mushroom and pours the remedy down his throat. He sits quietly for a couple seconds before falling onto the floor screaming.

His eyes cloud over and his body tenses.

..............

"Benjemoni Carvenhall, you have abandoned your father's cause, and abandoned the path of justice. Does not your conscience speak against the way you have been living? You are a hero, a man, no beast. The One Who Always Has Been speaks to you-ou-ou-u-u-u...."

..............

After being out of it for a few minutes, he comes to. Getting up from the floor, he groggily sits back in his chair. "Uhhh..."

Edited December 30, 2014 by Flare

[bionicle_fanatic]

Even over the chatter of the Hall's occupants, the screams emanating from upstairs were all too audible. His first instinct was Someone's being beaten up. Run. But everyone seemed to be taking it in their stride, so he mentally shrugged and returned to his ale.

[Purpearljellyblob]

Seeing Purpearl Berthadhiell, and Matthias both near his lvl, he approached them.

"Would you two like to enter The Fields of Glory as a group?" he said, waiting for their reply.

"Or if you prefer, perhaps we could merge with Grey Foxer, Actaeon, and Kiray, as party of 6. It would probably make things more interesting, and may increase our chances to be chosen, instead of vying with them over a party slot."

"Seems like there are more than six of us. I would be more than happy to join your group if there is one, and if you don't mind." says Purpearl. "Pleasure to meet you, nonetheless. Purpearl Berthadhiell. Mystic Knight." Looking over at his list of wares for sale, "You have some that piqued my interest, it's a pity however. My gold pouch is as light as the material that holds its form."

[Mencot]

Slams open the door to the hall and says:

"Finally inside."

The people nearest to the door looks at the man in amaze, knowing him as the idiot who as wandered Heroica for years, observing, looking for a door, not speaking to anyone.

"SO this be Heroica Hall, I habt heard of. I am Keliim, Keliim the crued, what is there to do in this place?"

He walks over to the tavern counter and looks around, then he sees the bar maid face with her back against him,

"Ho ye maam." He says to her.

The barmaid turns around and says

"Excuse me big man, I be no maam. Not to you atleast. Is there something you want or are you just talking yourself warm?"

"Oh I didn´t know thou to be a orc, but that be better. Better mood than those whinny human females." Keliim laughs

"Do thou know where I could find an female dwarf named Amma?"

"Amma, you say. No, don´t remember her right now and if I would, no she hasn´t been seen in a while."

"Aye, alright. Could I habt a mead?"

Edited July 24, 2015 by Mencot

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl raised an eyebrow at the stranger's sudden entrance. He paused long enough to drain the last few drops of bitter, then crossed over to the rugged man. "Umm... Hi. I'm Karl. Umm, I'm guessing you're new here? Me too, actually.."

[Mencot]

Yes, new inside this hall one could say. But have been here for years, observing.

Another adventurer speaks out:

Yes we know and the smell your wearing also tells.

Keliim smells his clothes and responds:

I have smelled worse. And then turns back to Karl.

So you are new here also, been on any adventures?

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl shook his head. "Not yet, but I just signed up for the Fields of Glory, whatever they are. How about you?"

[Mencot]

No, not so much. But i think it would `bout time I would because been here for 2 years now and done nothing.