Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[Dragonfire]

Boris slides over to the Yeti, watching the sparks fly between Jinnipher and Lind,

"This ought to be good, no? 5 gold, the winged knight takes a fist to the face from the elf?"

Avalanche smiles wryly, "I'd take that bet if I didn't agree with you. He really has it coming here."

Kheyli chokes on her water. "Is that where he got those wings?" she leans back in her chair, disgusted, as the Black Knight makes his way down the stairs. "I can see why you two don't get along. Where I come from, having wings is a birthright. They can't be transferred from one being to another like a common possession... And to come in, showing them off in front of a crippled fairy nonetheless? How is he considered a hero?"

Avalanche feels sympathy with the fairy's disgust, having encountered men who hunted his kind for sport and wore their skins as clothes before. "In response to your last comment, I doubt he is..."

Kheyli smiles. For someone who supposedly wasn't fond of friends, Jinnipher seemed awfully friendly. "I mean, I guess it goes either way. You need friends to rely on, but in the end, the only person you can really rely on, like one hundred percent, is yourself, right?" She sits back in her chair, frowning. This was hardly the swashbuckling adventure she'd come to expect.

Avalanche seems to sense what she is feeling, "Don't worry, you'll be on your first quest in no time and have all the swashbuckling you want. This is Heroica, after all!"

[Lind Whisperer]

EDIT. Never mind, I keep forgetting that people don't traditionally talk to each other from different floors...

Edited August 18, 2015 by Lind Whisperer

[K-Nut]

Avalanche seems to sense what she is feeling, "Don't worry, you'll be on your first quest in no time and have all the swashbuckling you want. This is Heroica, after all!"

"I hope so. I've been sitting around here long enough, I'm ready to get out there!" she beams. At least not everyone in the hall was as hard as a rock.

[Dragonfire]

"I hope so. I've been sitting around here long enough, I'm ready to get out there!" she beams. At least not everyone in the hall was as hard as a rock.

"So am I," the yeti replies, "I want to give Heroica another go..." he tails off, a rather shameful memory coming to the fore.

[K-Nut]

"So am I," the yeti replies, "I want to give Heroica another go..." he tails off, a rather shameful memory coming to the fore.

"What do you mean?" she looks towards the Yeti, eagerly awaiting an answer.

[Flipz]

Current Sign-ups for Unlimited Quest: Fields of Glory

Ezeran Yavarr, Level 1 Mage (MysticModulus)

Torald Waruelf, Level 1 Barbarian (Alfadas)

Avalanche, Level 13.5 Barbarian (Dragonfire)

Warlen Melimane, Level 18.5 Mystic Knight (The Chosen Minifigure)

Current Sign-ups for Quest #141: A Bone to Pick

Ezeran Yavarr, Level 1 Mage (MysticModulus)

Boris Bruhalv, Level 5 Cleric (Waterbrick Down)

Torald Waruelf, Level 1 Barbarian (Alfadas)

Kheyli, Level 1 Barbarian (K-Nut)

Avalanche, Level 13.5 Barbarian (Dragonfire)

Thalion Dwinlas, Level 32 Mystic Knight (-obelix-)

Siercon, Level 18 Battle Mage (Siercon and Coral)

Jinnipher Buchaire, Level 6 Knight (JimBee)

Terry Yelnats, Level 6 Mage (Endgame)

Warlen Melimane, Level 18.5 Mystic Knight (The Chosen Minifigure)

[JimBee]

"No one here you like, I'm guessing."

Terry sips his glass.

"I still think that's a bad philosophy."

Jinnipher shrugged. "So long as you're competent in battle and able to get the job done, you're okay in my book."

"It's not like Abraxas or anything," she smirks, despite the fact that Jinnipher seemed to have a pretty bleak outlook on the job.

Kheyli smiles. For someone who supposedly wasn't fond of friends, Jinnipher seemed awfully friendly. "I mean, I guess it goes either way. You need friends to rely on, but in the end, the only person you can really rely on, like one hundred percent, is yourself, right?" She sits back in her chair, frowning. This was hardly the swashbuckling adventure she'd come to expect.

"Who?"

"Whatever makes you feel better, I guess."

"Well as it is said, Ennoc helps those who help themselves, but I do recall a certain passage,'Three ropes entwined are not easily rend, a pair of kindred spirits can ward off attackers, but the lone man will be overthrown.' The Weepings of Mosolon section four, stanza twelve." Boris sips from his goblet.

"Tell me, vampire, does the Bright and Holy usually accept the eternally blood-thirsty into His arms?"

[Endgame]

Jinnipher shrugged. "So long as you're competent in battle and able to get the job done, you're okay in my book."

"Uh, okay... I'm kinda competent. I've fought five battles."

[Dragonfire]

"What do you mean?" she looks towards the Yeti, eagerly awaiting an answer.

"Well, I kinda.... left Heroica for a while. You could say I deserted...." Avalanche mutters, his furry features twisted into an embarrassed grimace.

[K-Nut]

"Who?"

"Abraxas. He's one of the seven Archdemons. I learned all about him and the other archdemons as a kid,"

"Well, I kinda.... left Heroica for a while. You could say I deserted...." Avalanche mutters, his furry features twisted into an embarrassed grimace.

"Deserted?" she frowns. "Surely you had a reason, right?"

Edited August 18, 2015 by K-Nut

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Skrall entered the hall as Warlen made his way out.

"Heard yer were interested in this talisman, right?" The ogre kept the conversation going as he made his way up to the bar and ordered a tankard of mead.

"Yep. How much d'you want for it?"

[Dragonfire]

"Deserted" she frowns. "Surely you had a reason, right?"

Avalanche looks even more uncomfortable than before, "I... I don't really want to discuss it, if that's all right with you. Can we please talk about something else?"

[K-Nut]

"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to strike a nerve..." Kheyli slouched back in her chair. It was just, well, behind the beast of a man in front of her, she saw something more. Through all of the, for lack of a better term, hard-megablocks in front of her, she thought she'd seen someone like her. Perhaps it was just her hoping...

[Endgame]

"Deserted?" she frowns. "Surely you had a reason, right?"

"It'd not like we're an army, we can leave if we want... right?"

[K-Nut]

"It'd not like we're an army, we can leave if we want... right?"

"That's what I thought..." she looks away, avoiding eye contact. "Maybe not,"

[Waterbrick Down]

"Tell me, vampire, does the Bright and Holy usually accept the eternally blood-thirsty into His arms?"

"Do you think I would be here if He did? No, I may have left that life, but it doesn't mean there isn't some truth to His words."

"Yep. How much d'you want for it?"

"Well as ya probably figure, I've plenty of gold. Tell ya what, come and have a pint with me. Have ya figured out who yer writin' yer letter of recommendation fer yet?"

Edited August 19, 2015 by Waterbrick Down

[The Chosen Minifigure]

"Well as ya probably figure, I've plenty of gold. Tell ya what, come and have a pint with me. Have ya figured out who yer writin' yer letter of recommendation fer yet?"

"Ah. That. Sorry, Skrall, but I've already promised that to the guy who gave me the staff."

[JimBee]

"Uh, okay... I'm kinda competent. I've fought five battles."

She looked at him mock-wide-eyed. "Oh, very impressive." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm but her eyes were playful. "What did you fight? Obviously nothing too out of the ordinary."

"Abraxas. He's one of the seven Archdemons. I learned all about him and the other archdemons as a kid,"

"And other fairy tales, right? Or do you call it human tales where you're from?" Jinnipher laughed at her own joke and order another two meads, shoving one into Kheyli's hands. "To friendship, huh?" She clunked her own mug to Kheyli's and chugged down half of its contents.

"Do you think I would be here if He did? No, I may have left that life, but it doesn't mean there isn't some truth to His words."

She wiped her mouth and replied to the vampire. "Whatever suits you, sweetheart. So long as the Paladin Order doesn't come bursting through these doors waving stakes and silver swords around. Is it true that you're also allergic to garlic?"

"Uh, okay... I'm kinda competent. I've fought five battles."

She looked at him mock-wide-eyed. "Oh, very impressive." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm but her eyes were playful. "What did you fight? Obviously nothing too out of the ordinary."

"Abraxas. He's one of the seven Archdemons. I learned all about him and the other archdemons as a kid,"

"And other fairy tales, right? Or do you call it human tales where you're from?" Jinnipher laughed at her own joke and order another two meads, shoving one into Kheyli's hands. "To friendship, huh?" She clunked her own mug to Kheyli's and chugged down half of its contents.

"Do you think I would be here if He did? No, I may have left that life, but it doesn't mean there isn't some truth to His words."

She wiped her mouth and replied to the vampire. "Whatever suits you, sweetheart. So long as the Paladin Order doesn't come bursting through these doors waving stakes and silver swords around. Is it true that you're also allergic to garlic?"

[Lind Whisperer]

Lind looked coldly at Jinnipher. "Quit making fun of the vampire."

[K-Nut]

"And other fairy tales, right? Or do you call it human tales where you're from?" Jinnipher laughed at her own joke and order another two meads, shoving one into Kheyli's hands. "To friendship, huh?" She clunked her own mug to Kheyli's and chugged down half of its contents.

Kheyli blushes sheepishly. "I've spent enough time in both realms to know my fair share of tales, don't you worry." she grins. She's a bit taken aback at the mug offered to her. She'd never had mead before, but she didn't want to ignore the hardened knight's offer of friendship. She takes a large sip, almost choking on the contents of the drink. "To friendship!" she coughs.

Lind looked coldly at Jinnipher. "Quit making fun of the vampire."

Kheyli raises an eyebrow. "You're the one telling people not to mock other people's cultures?" she rolls her eyes.

[Lind Whisperer]

Kheyli raises an eyebrow. "You're the one telling people not to mock other people's cultures?" she rolls her eyes.

"...You do realize these are dragon wings, right? They have nothing to do with fairies..."

[Waterbrick Down]

She wiped her mouth and replied to the vampire. "Whatever suits you, sweetheart. So long as the Paladin Order doesn't come bursting through these doors waving stakes and silver swords around. Is it true that you're also allergic to garlic?"

Boris smiles.

"Deathly." The vampire takes another swig of his wine. "Though it's more an issue of hyper-sensitivity than allergy."

Lind looked coldly at Jinnipher. "Quit making fun of the vampire."

"I'm quite alright sir, don't need other people taking offense for me."

[K-Nut]

"...You do realize these are dragon wings, right? They have nothing to do with fairies..."

"Wings are sacred. They carry a legacy; they carry freedom. And stealing that legacy, no matter from how wicked a creature, is wrong." she crosses her arms. "Besides, if you were crippled, I wouldn't steal someone's legs and parade them in front of you, would I?" she points to the gash across her left wing.

[Lind Whisperer]

"I'm quite alright sir, don't need other people taking offense for me."

"I don't like people making fun of people for their physical...formities, or their backgrounds.

Every person has a thousand good and humorous things they can jibed about. Formities and backgrounds aren't one of them."

"Wings are sacred. They carry a legacy; they carry freedom. And stealing that legacy, no matter from how wicked a creature, is wrong." she crosses her arms.

"...Lady, these things weigh twice as much as the rest of my armor, the only thing I'm carrying, is the idea that these things are heavy.

Not to mention they're terrible things to be wearing in a high wind, they're like sails..."

"Besides, if you were crippled, I wouldn't steal someone's legs and parade them in front of you, would I?" she points to the gash across her left wing.

"Lady, I didn't come in here and parade around in front of you. I came into the Hall, and chatted with a few acquaintances, new and old. I'm sorry if the gear unintentionally stirred up painful memories." Lind shoved his armor into his Bag of Holding. "There. Off. Better?"

[Waterbrick Down]

"I don't like people making fun of people for their physical...formities, or their backgrounds.

Every person has a thousand good and humorous things they can jibed about. Formities and backgrounds aren't one of them."

"I think my "formity" is quite laughable actually, truest irony I ever heard of. Don't worry, I've got no problem expressing myself when I take offense."