Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[KotZ]

Kiray looked over the party list she could quest with. Only other she recognized was Siercon; she narrowed her eyes at Siercon from across the Hall.

[Waterbrick Down]

I am no man of chit-chat but as we are waiting to get to the action, maybe it is good to get to know your battle-mates. What your stories, why thou are here?

"Grew up in the temple of Ennoc all my life, specialized in the removal and expulsion of the undead and demonic powers. Had a bad run-in with a vampire a couple of months ago, left me like this, didn't leave the order with too much of a choice. Banished immediately and had to take to the streets. Still got some healing power in these bones, but not everyone's a big fan of someone who'd just as likely take your blood out as put it back in. Got caught up in a scuffle with some Town Watch and ducked in here for a spell. I'd heard about the place but never really thought much of it, people sticking there self righteous moral noses in other people's business and all. But hey, the pay don't look too bad and the atmosphere's pleasant enough, so I figured I'd stay for a little while."

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl listened with interest to Boris's story. "Hold on: If you're a vampire, technically a demon, how come you say you specialized in the removal of demons?" It wasn't a challenge, just a question fed by honest curiosity.

[Kintobor]

The doors to Heroica Hall burst open as a young man walks in from the frigid winter air, stomping his boots as he enters. With crook in hand, he heads to the quest board and takes his time at the Quest Board.

"Hmm. Some of these people seem familiar. Let me just jot down their names here..."

Current Sign Ups for Quest 122: Invasion of the Sheep Snatchers

-Siercon, level 15 Battle Mage (Siercon and Coral)

-Purpearl Berthadhiell, Level 17 Mystic Knight (PurpleJellyBlob)

-Matthais, Level 16 Druid (StickFig)

-Darksten, Level 12.5 Ranger (Comrade Commander)

QM Note: I know this quest is a little ways off, but you four would make a pretty compelling party.

Also, new players! Yes, you! You can sign up for more than one quest at a time, even though you can only get on one, so if you're thinking of heading to the Fields of Glory, still sign up for something else since you may not get in.

[Waterbrick Down]

Karl listened with interest to Boris's story. "Hold on: If you're a vampire, technically a demon, how come you say you specialized in the removal of demons?" It wasn't a challenge, just a question fed by honest curiosity.

"That's where the ex-cleric of Ennoc part comes in. Only been a vampire for month or two now."

Edited December 31, 2014 by Waterbrick Down

[bionicle_fanatic]

"Ohh...." Understanding filled Xev's expression, mixed with only a little fear. "So if a vampire... bites you, you... turn into one? Like a zombie?"

[Waterbrick Down]

"Something like that, you'd need a little of my fluids first though, blood, saliva, etc. Most vampires are in so much of a hurry that it doesn't matter, but if we're careful we can feed without passing on the condition."

[bionicle_fanatic]

Feeling slightly queazy, Karl decided to change the subject. "So umm, what was the temple of Ennoc like? Who even is Ennoc? Wasn't he something to do with the Paladin Order or something..?"

[Actaeon]

Well, it can't hurt to sign up for two quests. Actaeon signs up for quest #122.

[Waterbrick Down]

A softness overtake's Boris's eyes as he reflects.

"Ennoc is the light, boy. Truth, justice, the Eubrician way, he's the embodiment of it all. His paladins and clerics are among the purest in all of Olegaia. Ennoc was the first of the new gods and by his might he set forth the new path to righteousness, a better path. You say you come from the slums, surely you benefited at times from the charity of the brotherhood?"

Edited December 31, 2014 by Waterbrick Down

[Siercon and Coral]

Kiray looked over the party list she could quest with. Only other she recognized was Siercon; she narrowed her eyes at Siercon from across the Hall.

Seeing Kiray's look from across the room, he approaches. "So, regardless of if we go on this quest together or not, we should probably talk." He offered. He spoke so Actaeon could hear as well, gesturing him to the conversation if he would like.

"It's obvious from our last venture that the three of us have some very different opinions." Siercon said. "Personally I have calculated these differences as such, opinions. Perhaps you felt differently, but I left our journey without any doubt that I would watch your back, or the other way around in the future. I truly could not support the assassins actions, and continued to make every effort not to cross our blades with yours."

He continued looking at Actaeon. "You seem to have made some possibly false deductions towards the end there, which in the wake of watching the honest dragoon die, I had no desire to amend. If you would like, I would be open to answering any questions you might have for me."

"In short, as for our differences; I wouldn't want you setting the rules for justice, but that wouldn't stop me from risking my life to keep you alive, or joining you in enforcing them."

Siercon finished hoping for a reply.

Edited December 31, 2014 by Siercon and Coral

[Mencot]

Keliim silently listened to the stories and discussion his fellow table companies shared, drinking many mugs of mead:

Karl took a pull on his ale, stalling for time. "There isn't really much to tell. I mean, I've got uncountable tales I could tell, but most of them are kinda mundane. Like, dodging Bonapartes at the harbour, pickpo... shopping at the fishmarket, umm, and breaking i... umm... visiting the Zeigfried Mansion." He realized he was talking too much. "Most of my life I've been just stayin' alive." He shrugged. "No idea where my parents are, or if they're even alive. I got left outside the Oracle's Shrine, apparently. This tramp found me, and when no one claimed me he kinda became my adoptive parent. Used to get me scraps he'd salvaged from around the garbage heap. Sometimes even used to steal cakes from the warehouses... " His eyes glazed over slightly, and he lapsed into a brown study.

"Grew up in the temple of Ennoc all my life, specialized in the removal and expulsion of the undead and demonic powers. Had a bad run-in with a vampire a couple of months ago, left me like this, didn't leave the order with too much of a choice. Banished immediately and had to take to the streets. Still got some healing power in these bones, but not everyone's a big fan of someone who'd just as likely take your blood out as put it back in. Got caught up in a scuffle with some Town Watch and ducked in here for a spell. I'd heard about the place but never really thought much of it, people sticking there self righteous moral noses in other people's business and all. But hey, the pay don't look too bad and the atmosphere's pleasant enough, so I figured I'd stay for a little while."

....

A softness overtake's Boris's eyes as he reflects.

"Ennoc is the light, boy. Truth, justice, the Eubrician way, he's the embodiment of it all. His paladins and clerics are among the purest in all of Olegaia. Ennoc was the first of the new gods and by his might he set forth the new path to righteousness, a better path. You say you come from the slums, surely you benefited at times from the charity of the brotherhood?"

Keliim finished the mug, still sitting silently but noticing the seriousness the disucusson had taken.

Finally opening his mouth: Truth, justice... what is the truth, what is Justice!

Then going silent again, thinking. But before anyone could answer, Keliim continues:

Isn´t it something thouself make, us, all men and women.

I trust in my axe and I have sworn to crush all wrongfulness, I know strange talk from an barbarian. But I am a change man...

Keliim going silent again, frowning and scratching his chin. But then responces:

Please Boris, thou should tell us more about this path of righteouness?

But also my fellow warriors we should consider signing up for an back-up quest! Keliim pointing at the note left by a QM:

QM Note: I know this quest is a little ways off, but you four would make a pretty compelling party.

Also, new players! Yes, you! You can sign up for more than one quest at a time, even though you can only get on one, so if you're thinking of heading to the Fields of Glory, still sign up for something else since you may not get in.

[KotZ]

Seeing Kiray's look from across the room, he approaches. "So, regardless of if we go on this quest together or not, we should probably talk." He offered. He spoke so Actaeon could hear as well, gesturing him to the conversation if he would like.

"It's obvious from our last venture that the three of us have some very different opinions." Siercon said. "Personally I have calculated these differences as such, opinions. Perhaps you felt differently, but I left our journey without any doubt that I would watch your back, or the other way around in the future. I truly could not support the assassins actions, and continued to make every effort not to cross our blades with yours."

Kiray sat silent for a few moments, never looking away from Siercon. She paused, thinking about the words she would say. "It certainly was a difference of opinions, Siercon. I agree, I would watch your back if you we're in the same party. We have the same endgoal, maybe just different ways to get it done. I'm willing to bury the hatchet if you are, try to keep any animosity out of the next quest, and such. How is that?"

[Purpearljellyblob]

Purpearl approaches Siercon, "I noticed your trade list and I'm in interested in that Lullaby Wand, is it still available my friend?"

[Actaeon]

Actaeon stares at Siercon and then at Kiray.

"False deductions?" he says, at length. "I think not."

He pauses again.

"I would watch your back too," he says, but then adds, "If you don't try to kill my friends."

[bionicle_fanatic]

"Ennoc is the light, boy. Truth, justice, the Eubrician way, he's the embodiment of it all. His paladins and clerics are among the purest in all of Olegaia. Ennoc was the first of the new gods and by his might he set forth the new path to righteousness, a better path. You say you come from the slums, surely you benefited at times from the charity of the brotherhood?"

Karl shook his head regrettably. "I generally steered well clear of any "charities". An acquaintance told me that some people supposedly offering jobs to the poor were just looking for free labour." He gave a non-commital jerk of the head. "I was doing okay as I was, I didn't want to run the risk of getting caught up in something when I had no need. At least, not much of a need..."

Finally opening his mouth: Truth, justice... what is the truth, what is Justice!

Then going silent again, thinking. But before anyone could answer, Keliim continues:

Isn´t it something thouself make, us, all men and women.

I trust in my axe and I have sworn to crush all wrongfulness, I know strange talk from an barbarian. But I am a change man...

Keliim going silent again, frowning and scratching his chin. But then responces:

Please Boris, thou should tell us more about this path of righteouness?

But also my fellow warriors we should consider signing up for an back-up quest! Keliim pointing at the note left by a QM:

"Maybe.... Maybe this," he gestured about him. "is where we'll find out what truth is. What justice is. Where we're meant to be, what we're meant to do in our life." He took another pull. "That's how I felt." When Keliim brought their attention to the notice board, Karl nodded eagerly. "I didn't want to say, because I assumed we were only allowed to sign up for one at a time, but I have a feeling about this new quest. What do you say, Boris?"

[Waterbrick Down]

Finally opening his mouth: Truth, justice... what is the truth, what is Justice!

Then going silent again, thinking. But before anyone could answer, Keliim continues:

Isn´t it something thouself make, us, all men and women.

I trust in my axe and I have sworn to crush all wrongfulness, I know strange talk from an barbarian. But I am a change man...

Keliim going silent again, frowning and scratching his chin. But then responces:

Please Boris, thou should tell us more about this path of righteouness?

"'I am the lantern of Olegaia, the man that seeks me shall not be shut in darkness, but shall have my lantern of vivacity. I am the highway, the certainty, the existence.' The fourteenth of Johon stanza six. Got to believe there was something behind those words. Truth determined by an axe or a sword is merely an opinion, my friend."

"Maybe.... Maybe this," he gestured about him. "is where we'll find out what truth is. What justice is. Where we're meant to be, what we're meant to do in our life." He took another pull. "That's how I felt." When Keliim brought their attention to the notice board, Karl nodded eagerly. "I didn't want to say, because I assumed we were only allowed to sign up for one at a time, but I have a feeling about this new quest. What do you say, Boris?"

"Perhaps." Boris contemplates before signing up for Quest 122. "And where do you hail from Keliim and what occasion bestowed upon you the moniker of cruelty?"

Edited January 1, 2015 by Waterbrick Down

[Jebediahs]

En Sabah Nur enters the Hall with his stone companion. He stands directly in front of the questboard. "Al-Fi, Do the thing!" Nur fell backwards as if to sit in an invisible chair only to land comfortably on his golem who had bent over to form a makeshift bench. "Hmm, let us aid in the Farmer's clean-up once again." The mage reaches up and signs his name for the Fields of Glory.

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl followed Boris's lead and signed up for quest 122.

[Mencot]

"Perhaps." Boris contemplates before signing up for Quest 122. "And where do you hail from Keliim and what occasion bestowed upon you the moniker of cruelty?"

Before doing anything else Keliim also signs up for Quest 122 as his warriormates had done before him.

And then he sit back down and lets out a deep sigh before answering Boris question.

That would be a long story but i wll try make it short. Keliim drinks from his new mug of mead before continuing.

Because of the memorylose, i just rememeber bits, here and there but parts have started to coming back.

I did not originate from this place at all, magic brought me here 2 years ago. I am from a place called Roawia, maybe you have hear about it.

And I was one of the sons of a might barbarian king, ruler over many clans of tribesmen. Our clan was an mountaintribe, close to nature but strong warriors. We had a symbiosis with nature and animals.

What I remember, we lived peacefully with the other people of Roawia but sometime in my youth that change. War raged between the clans and the Royal houses of Roawia. My family was slain. I was take the rule, I was not know among my men and my people as Keliim the oppressor, Keliim the pillager or Keliim the Cruel.

The big man stands up and stretches his back, he is almost 6.9 feet tall and still looks muscular altough having more bodyfat than needed.

I was a fair ruler but everything is in the eyes of the beholder, the royal and noble houses didn´t look well at our culture and traditon. And they did all in their rightfulmind to bring us down, we were made outlaws, hunted and driven out of our homes. War continued to rage for years...

In the end we lost and me, my sister and some of my loyal men were betrayed by our own, our families taken, we were sold as slave to an other outlaw ruler or more like falsegod known as Karain.

For years we worked in his mines, fought in his arenas, tortured by his sadistic followers, There the name really took color.I was good, no great and I did anything to survive. Gladiator, Beserker, that was what I was.

One day I got a chance to get out... And I took it. Brought me here, to this land. Lost my strength, lost my memory, lost my mind.

Keliiim sat down again, quiet. Just looking into his mug of mead.

Edited June 1, 2015 by Mencot

[bionicle_fanatic]

Karl listened with growing respect for Keliim. It must have been rough to have been in such a high and noble position, then for it all to come crashing down. "Gosh... Would... would there be any way of helping to restore your tribe?"

He swirled the remains of his drink in it's mug, contemplating grabbing another. But the slightly light-headed sensation he was feeling was fair warning to him that enough was enough. Regretfully, he slid the vessel into the centre of the table and sat back in his chair, for once truly at home.

[Mencot]

Karl listened with growing respect for Keliim. It must have been rough to have been in such a high and noble position, then for it all to come crashing down. "Gosh... Would... would there be any way of helping to restore your tribe?"

Keliim raised his head from the mead, looked at the rouge and frowned his forehead and raised one eyebrow. Karl looked at the barbarian, what was he going to do?

But the so serious barbarians face changed into smrik and Keliim let out a load laughter.

You do seem like a good guy Karl.

And he tapped Karl on the shoulder and took a drink of his mead.

I think we three will make a great warrior party.

[Sandy]

~A new quest has been posted on the Quest Board (#123 by Zepher)! Note the short, one day sign-up period!~

[-obelix-]

After finishing with his training, Thalion enters the Hall, glances at the Quest Board and signs his name for Quests #122 and #123. Then he heads to the Marketplace.

[Waterbrick Down]

Boris listens to Keliim's story before noting a new quest being posted.

"Really, someone's paying other people to do their shopping? Sounds like an easy 100 gold, what do you think gentlemen?" The vampire inquires of Karl and Keliim as he signs up for Quest 123.