Heroica RPG - Heroica Hall

[Lind Whisperer]

The Black Knight raised an eye, as the (former?) queen walked up the stairs.

"There's something you don't see every day..."

[JimBee]

Jinnipher enters the Hall again in time to see a regal entrance. She looks at the newcomer with disbelief and strides over. She places a hand on her shoulder. "Look your highness, I don't know what you heard about Heroica but it's no place for kings or queens. The only royal welcome you'll get on a quest here is a royal megablocks-kicking." She looked Quintessa up and down with a raised eyebrow and a crooked, skeptical grimace. "Where did you say you were from? I've never heard of Heartland."

[Lind Whisperer]

Jinnipher enters the Hall again in time to see a regal entrance. She looks at the newcomer with disbelief and strides over. She places a hand on her shoulder. "Look your highness, I don't know what you heard about Heroica but it's no place for kings or queens. The only royal welcome you'll get on a quest here is a royal megablocks-kicking." She looked Quintessa up and down with a raised eyebrow and a crooked, skeptical grimace. "Where did you say you were from? I've never heard of Heartland."

Lind pulled Jinnipher off of the queen. "That is no way to behave around ro-...that is no way to talk in the presence of your mental elders!"

He turned to the queen. "My apologies, m'lady. Princess Jenny...is somewhat headstrong."

Edited August 23, 2015 by Lind Whisperer

[Endgame]

"You all better hope she can't exercise her queenly powers and whatnot here, or y'all may end up guillotined."

Terry makes a cutting motion across his neck.

Edited August 23, 2015 by Endgame

[JimBee]

Lind pulled Jinnipher off of the queen. "That is no way to behave around ro-...that is no way to talk in the presence of your mental elders!"

He turned to the queen. "My apologies, m'lady. Princess Jenny...is somewhat headstrong."

Jinnipher scoffs and shrugged Lind off of her. "As your mental elder, take your own advice and piss off."

[Lind Whisperer]

"You all better hope she can't exercise her ueenly powers and whatnot here, or y'all may end up guillotined."

Terry makes a cutting motion across his neck.

"Succinctly put, friend Terrence, succinctly put."

Jinnipher scoffs and shrugged Lind off of her. "As your mental elder, take your own advice and piss off."

"...You do understand the presence of the adjective "mental," changes...no, of course you don't." Edited August 23, 2015 by Lind Whisperer

[JimBee]

"...You do understand the presence of the adjective "mental," changes...no, of course you don't."

Jinnipher shrugs. "Once you realize that no one understands or cares about a word of your gibberish, the world will be a better place. Until then, please excuse yourself from the conversation you just rudely interrupted."

[Lind Whisperer]

Jinnipher shrugs. "Once you realize that no one understands or cares about a word of your gibberish, the world will be a better place. Until then, please excuse yourself from the conversation you just rudely interrupted."

"It could just be me, but I don't remember "grappling someone's shoulder" being used as a definition of "conversation."

You want to have a conversation with royalty in this Hall when I'm around, you keep it civil."

[K-Nut]

Kheyli sits silently at the bar when the "queen" enters. She figures it's best not to interefere with the proceedings, but she does listen intently.

"You all better hope she can't exercise her queenly powers and whatnot here, or y'all may end up guillotined."

Terry makes a cutting motion across his neck.

She chuckles. "Well said, Terry,"

Jinnipher shrugs. "Once you realize that no one understands or cares about a word of your gibberish, the world will be a better place. Until then, please excuse yourself from the conversation you just rudely interrupted."

"Even better said..." she smirks.

[JimBee]

"It could just be me, but I don't remember "grappling someone's shoulder" being used as a definition of "conversation."

You want to have a conversation with royalty in this Hall when I'm around, you keep it civil."

She fake gasps and covers her mouth with the tips of her fingers, faux-shocked. "Oh, yes sir!" She then dropped the act and rolled her eyes. "Just try to stop me, kid."

[Lind Whisperer]

She fake gasps and covers her mouth with the tips of her fingers, faux-shocked. "Oh, yes sir!" She then dropped the act and rolled her eyes. "Just try to stop me, kid."

"Princess, the second the Arena's open again, I'm happy to spar. You can even have first sword-thrust."

He sighed and turned to the queen. "My apologies for my...comrade Hero's and mine quibbling, it's a common thing around here. The fighting fighting isn't bad, but the verbal fight...well, suffice it to say, we go round, and...well, we're still going round.

Could I supply you with a drink m'lady? Mead, mulled wine - I could see if Scheherazade might have a bottle of Flaming Gumball hidden away - anything."

[Sandy]

Jinnipher enters the Hall again in time to see a regal entrance. She looks at the newcomer with disbelief and strides over. She places a hand on her shoulder. "Look your highness, I don't know what you heard about Heroica but it's no place for kings or queens. The only royal welcome you'll get on a quest here is a royal megablocks-kicking." She looked Quintessa up and down with a raised eyebrow and a crooked, skeptical grimace. "Where did you say you were from? I've never heard of Heartland."

"I beg your pardon?" Quintessa gasped. Her eyes flared up and her nostrils enlargened, but then she took a deep breath and composed herself. "We shall overlook your insolence this once, young woman. Surely you are merely uncultured and unaccustomed to be in the presence of royalty. We do think it is a crying shame the nobility does not mingle with the common folk more often. There is so much they could learn from your simpler way of life."

"But surely you jest that you have never heard of Our beloved Heartland? Why, it is south from here, at the literal heart of Mistaria. The trade cities dot the coast, and far south lie the endless Mistland jungles, but most everything that lies in-between belongs to the grand Kingdom of Heartland. We are a peaceful nation, focused on agriculture, so it is rare we would require help from Heroica."

He turned to the queen. "My apologies, m'lady. Princess Jenny...is somewhat headstrong."

"It is quite alright, young man. Such is the way of us women. We Ourselves can be quite... adamant when We want to have Our way."

"You all better hope she can't exercise her queenly powers and whatnot here, or y'all may end up guillotined."

"Oh, pish-posh! We in Heartland still root for the traditional hanging."

He sighed and turned to the queen. "My apologies for my...comrade Hero's and mine quibbling, it's a common thing around here. The fighting fighting isn't bad, but the verbal fight...well, suffice it to say, we go round, and...well, we're still going round.

Could I supply you with a drink m'lady? Mead, mulled wine - I could see if Scheherazade might have a bottle of Flaming Gumball hidden away - anything."

"We understand", Quintessa said with a nod. "Life as a sellsword must be stressful, and surely you need a way to vent off every once in a while. We have a bad habit of channeling Our frustration to bystanders, as well, but We trust We will find camaraderie and mutual respect here. To celebrate that, here are sweets for everyone!"

Quintessa reached into the pocket of her apron and handed out candy canes to Jinnipher, Lind, Terry and Kheyli. After hearing Lind's question, she cocked up her eyebrows. "Why, look at the time. It is gin o'clock already!"

Pleased with herself, Quintessa sailed to the counter.

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Warlen steps back into the hall, his hair disheveled and his armour crooked. Beads of sweat are clear on his face as he steps over to the bar and orders "a triple Goliath mead, mixed with some Halfling rum." After receiving his drink, he tapped Lind on the shoulder and motioned to Lind to step just out of the queens hearing range.

[JimBee]

"I beg your pardon?" Quintessa gasped. Her eyes flared up and her nostrils enlargened, but then she took a deep breath and composed herself. "We shall overlook your insolence this once, young woman. Surely you are merely uncultured and unaccustomed to be in the presence of royalty. We do think it is a crying shame the nobility does not mingle with the common folk more often. There is so much they could learn from your simpler way of life."

"But surely you jest that you have never heard of Our beloved Heartland? Why, it is south from here, at the literal heart of Mistaria. The trade cities dot the coast, and far south lie the endless Mistland jungles, but most everything that lies in-between belongs to the grand Kingdom of Heartland. We are a peaceful nation, focused on agriculture, so it is rare we would require help from Heroica."

"Insolence?" She looked at the self-proclaimed queen mother incredulously, and having no choice but to accept the candy cane. "Talking like that is going to get you killed." She followed Quintessa to the bar, insistent on getting her to leave. She pointed with the candy cane. "Let me ask you something: have you ever swung a sword in your life?"

[Lind Whisperer]

"We understand", Quintessa said with a nod. "Life as a sellsword must be stressful, and surely you need a way to vent off every once in a while. We have a bad habit of channeling Our frustration to bystanders, as well, but We trust We will find camaraderie and mutual respect here. To celebrate that, here are sweets for everyone!"

Quintessa reached into the pocket of her apron and handed out candy canes to Jinnipher, Lind, Terry and Kheyli. After hearing Lind's question, she cocked up her eyebrows. "Why, look at the time. It is gin o'clock already!"

Pleased with herself, Quintessa sailed to the counter.

Lind dipped his head respectfully, and took a first lick at the candy cane. "Delicious..."

Warlen steps back into the hall, his hair disheveled and his armour crooked. Beads of sweat are clear on his face as he steps over to the bar and orders "a triple Goliath mead, mixed with some Halfling rum." After receiving his drink, he tapped Lind on the shoulder and motioned to Lind to step just out of the queens hearing range.

Still licking the candy cane, Lind followed Warlen over to a corner. "What's going on? You okay?"

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Lind dipped his head respectfully, and took a first lick at the candy cane. "Delicious..."

Still licking the candy cane, Lind followed Warlen over to a corner. "What's going on? You okay?"

Warlen looked down at his armor, straightened it, and nodded.

"I'm fine. How much do you want for that cloak of evasion?"

[Lind Whisperer]

Warlen looked down at his armor, straightened it, and nodded.

"I'm fine. How much do you want for that cloak of evasion?"

"Deception..." Lind corrected absentmindedly, as he pulled it out of his pack. "I don't know - wasn't really planning on selling it. I can probably loan it to you, if nothing else.

You sure you're going to be okay? You look like you've been in the middle of some sort of something or other..."

Edited August 23, 2015 by Lind Whisperer

[The Chosen Minifigure]

"Deception..." Lind corrected absentmindedly, as he pulled it out of his pack. "I don't know - wasn't really planning on selling it. I can probably loan it to you, if nothing else.

You sure you're going to be okay? You look like you've been in the middle of some sort of something or other..."

"Nevermind then. I don't believe in loans.

Long story short, don't ask."

[Lind Whisperer]

"Nevermind then. I don't believe in loans.

Long story short, don't ask."

"Well, I guess I could come up with a price, but it'd probably be more in my favor than yours..." Lind eyed the Amethyst embedded in the Fenarian Robes.

"Whatever you say. But if you ever need a spare hand or ear, I'm available."

[Sandy]

"Insolence?" She looked at the self-proclaimed queen mother incredulously, and having no choice but to accept the candy cane. "Talking like that is going to get you killed." She followed Quintessa to the bar, insistent on getting her to leave. She pointed with the candy cane. "Let me ask you something: have you ever swung a sword in your life?"

"Heavens no!" Quintessa gasped. She ordered a goblet of gin from Scheherazade and took a civilized sip. "That would be unbecoming of a Queen Consort, let alone the Queen Mother! But there are other ways to defend one's honor, young woman. Growing up, We were quite popular with the noblemen, and We had to resort to unspeakable methods to keep the most enthusiastic ones away. And nowadays, someone might mistake Us for a frail old woman to be easily disgraced. Why do you think We carry this rolling pin in Our possession all the time? We do like to bake goodies, but it also has other uses."

Quintessa gave Jinnipher a subtle wink, then sipped on her drink once more. "Hmm, if you really are so uneducated about Heartland around here, We must do something about it."

The Queen Mother reached into her apron's pocket again, and rummaged around. "Quite handy, having a pocket-of-holding in one's apron, We must say... Ah, here it is!" She procured a small parchment scroll and opened it for Jinnipher to see. "Behold, Our homeland!"

[Kintobor]

Karie returns to the Hall with a new haul of items for sale. She decides to move to the bar and places three new items up for sale, her Ethereal Cloak (SP: +2, Max Ether: +4, suitable for mages, clerics, necromancers, scholars and weather mages; back wear) for at least 190 gold and her Rusty Dagger (WP: 2, deals the poisoned by 10, breaks after 3 uses) at 25 gold. She also reluctantly puts her Paper Doll (immunity to hexed, accessory) up for sale at 20 gold.

"Come get my swag while it's still here!"

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Warlen glanced at the purple gem embedded in the cloak's clasp.

"You want this? Fine by me."

Karie returns to the Hall with a new haul of items for sale. She decides to move to the bar and places three new items up for sale, her Ethereal Cloak (SP: +2, Max Ether: +4, suitable for mages, clerics, necromancers, scholars and weather mages; back wear) for at least 190 gold and her Rusty Dagger (WP: 2, deals the poisoned by 10, breaks after 3 uses) at 25 gold. She also reluctantly puts her Paper Doll (immunity to hexed, accessory) up for sale at 20 gold.

"Come get my swag while it's still here!"

"I'll take the dagger," says Warlen, tossing over 25 gold.

[Kintobor]

"I'll take the dagger," says Warlen, tossing over 25 gold.

Karie catches the cash and hands Warlen the blade with a cloth covering it's edge.

"Don't cut yourself, now. Anything else pique your fancy?"

"Hey, bartender, a bottle of Falana Wine. It's been awhile and I know you got a bottle with my name on it!" As Karie's passed the bottle she pours herself a drink and sips away.

[The Chosen Minifigure]

Karie catches the cash and hands Warlen the blade with a cloth covering it's edge.

"Don't cut yourself, now. Anything else pique your fancy?"

"I'm good."

[Kintobor]

"I'm good."

"That's alright." Karie eyes Warlen's Fenerian robes. "That's a nice set of robes you have there. You thinking of selling them?"