Scorpiox Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Haldor read the letter and saw what Ameli had written. He quickly began a reply: Dear Ameli, I am glad that yoo are wel and good and that our children are doing fine. I would come and visit yoo and our children but I have so little time and I am currently in the middle of war. I saw what yor mother rote, and I have to say, am I not the father? How many other Norsemen have you been seeing? Just a joke, but seriously, why must yor parents denounce my existance. Is it out of shame, or do they hate me in particular? Please, since yor parents wil probably end up reeding this, I am Haldor Skovgaard and I hale from the Norse lands. I am a hero of Heroica hall, and I was one of the party who rescued Ameli and her brothers. Ameli and I had something between us, and I am the father of her child. But I must speek to yoo Ameli. How is evrything over there? I am sorry that yoo have to raze our children without a father, and I wood help in any way I can. Please, tell yor parents, why do they dispise me, why won't they let yoo right to me? It breaks me to think that I have done rong so that that will have naught to do with me. Hoping for your wel beeing, Haldor Haldor closed the letter and spoke 'I have Z-Mail', before returning to the all-too-real struggle in battle. Thanks Jeb!
Brickdoctor Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dearest Uncle Isaac, Remember me? Dak, the one that got away? Yeah, you do. You know you do. I'm quite happy, thanks for not asking. I'm a Hero now. Nice how things come full circle, don't you think? First your mother, now me. Your nephew, Dak Shadeaux Dear Dak, Good to hear from you, my boy! Hero, now, eh? That's terrific. Always intended to be one, myself, but you can't say no to 70 Gold an hour to sit at a desk and give orders to guards, right? A government job of sorts, it comes with a great and retirement plan and health insurance. Goodbye Heroica, hello money! In a few years, I can leave the Shadeaux behind and buy myself a nice estate on one of the more remote Free Islands. You'll have to come visit when that happens, and bring all your hero friends, too. Love, Uncle Isaac
Fred Daniel Yam Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 William looks around bemused, "Dear Cinna the Dark, There is a mage in our quest who seems quite fond of you, his name is Arthur Justus Regulus VII. He says he 'admires' you based on Quest 4 and might ask you out. Please don't reject him, he's a nice guy. Best Regards, Harkenshire." "I've got ZMail!"
Flipz Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Arthur feels a disturbance. "Father?" When he turns to look, however, he sees a crackling pink illusion of a familiar-looking pink sorceress. "Oh. It's you. How have you been? I've been really busy being dead exiled. You know. After you ruined my father's honor." Arthur sighs. "Look. After you and Dad were found out, we both said a lot of things that you're going to regret. But I think we can put our differences behind us. For science Heroica. You monster." Despite his issues with the Zeigfried witch, he decides not to waste a valuable opportunity. Pulling out a new magical journal--nearly the last he had brought with him from home, when he got back to the Hall he'd have to remember to spend some time and gold making more--hae attached it to a letter, addressed to Cinna the Dark. Hello, Miss Cinna, Unless you've traveled many miles to the northeast of our world, you probably don't know me. My name is Arthur Justus Regulus VII, a new Mage of Heroica. I have read of your exploits on Quest 4 and was most impressed; our friend De'kra shares my sentiments. You are clearly a most capable Hero, and one definitely worth becoming acquainted with; I much desire to speak with you. To that end, I have sent you this journal; whatever is written in one shall appear in the other, allowing for communication even across Quests, provided one has the time to write. I must go. The Brobric Elves approach Bric'bay Fort, and I have several individuals with whom I wish to establish correspondence. May we converse again soon! I look forward to getting to know you better. Yours, Arthur "I've got Z-mail!" Valentine flashed the Mage a dirty look, but the letter disappeared nonetheless. Arthur then addresses a letter to Lyren Hinckwell and Nuitan Shadeaux. Deciding that the boys' need was greater than his own, he pulls out his next-to-last journal, mutters an incantation, and tears it down the middle. New covers and bindings magically form at the tear, creating two smaller journals linked both to each other and to his own, though the latter connection, he suspected, would only update when he took the time to reinforce the spell, which would, unfortunately, not be often. In a flash of brilliance, he fished some spare fragments of crystal from his robes and magically bound them to the covers of the three books, forming a triangle of tiny gems on the cover of each journal. A different crystal glowed on each book: the top gem on Arthurs, and one of the lower gems on the other two. As an afterthought, he mutters another incantation over the three journals. Atrhur then set forth his correspondence. Greetings, young sirs, My name is Arthur Justus Regulus VII, I am a Mage of Heroica Hall. I have read of your exploits during the events of Quest 10 and I must say, I am much impressed by your maturity and wisdom. By refusing to conform to the rivalries of the Houses of Eubric you have proven to be the best hope for the city's future--you two certainly impress me far more than some of the, shall we say, short-sighted members of your respective Houses. Therefore, if you ever require assistance of any kind, I am at your service. Remember, no matter what loyalties the Houses of Eubric think I possess, my ultimate loyalty is to you two. These journals are linked to each other, as well as to a journal of my own. The gems on the cover allow you to call the other journals; simply tap the crystal to alert the owner of the corresponding journal of an awating message. (My journal is linked to the top crystal.) Because of the way I linked your journals, my own will only activate if you call me. Keep them secret! Keep them safe! And use them well! Good luck! Your friend, Arthur P.S. If you ever need to keep the contents of the journal safe, you can blank them by touching your own crystal and muttering "mischief managed". The journal will seal and the writing will vanish. You can open them up again by solemny swearing that you are up to no good. Just in case! "I've got Z-mail!" *poof!* The message vanishes in a puff of pink smoke. Arthur sends one last message, this time copied in sextuplicate, to the six Heroes of the mysterious Test Quest. Greetings, Great Ones! I am Arthur Justus Regulus VII, a mage and Hero of Heroica Hall like yourselves. I have been studying the history of our organization, but there is an absence in the records of your Quest. If it would not trouble you too greatly, I would greatly desire your accounts of the events of that Quest. Even if fragmented or incomplete, they would be most helpful in my studies! I would also like to meet all of you, if at all possible. I know that the nature of being on different Quests may make this difficult, but I would still appreciate it if, some time when we are both at the Hall, each of you could spare a little time to speak with me. I greatly desire to learn from such legendary and mysterious Heroes such as yourselves. Your humble servant, Arthur "I've got Z-mail!" OOC: I hope you don't mind my co-opting Valentine's story a bit, her ability to portal all over the place sounds a LOT like Arthur's dad's profession, and Z-mail sounds a lot like Arthur's journal spell, which was passed down through his family. Since having some...ahem..."illegitimate contacts" and ill-advised decisions is a part of his father's story (and thus Arthur's backstory), I couldn't pass up the chance to tie it in.
Sandy Posted February 14, 2012 Author Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Jensen, How are you doing? I hope the situation at the Academy of Enlightenment has improved since we got rid of that Wight and all the other evil creatures that lurked inside and under the school. I told the provost Darlavon Lector to give you a pay raise for all the hard work you did, did you get that? I'm currently on a mission that I don't think I can reveal anything about but when I get home to Eubric I suggest that we go get a drink together, I have some questions about orcs that I would like to discuss with you. Best regards, Maurice Ratibor, Cleric of Heroica Maurice, I got your letter delivered to me here to the Merry Mermaid where I'm sitting at. I got fired some time ago when things started to get heated around the case of Isabeau Carpenter. I guess the faculty did not want the rumors of the night you visited spreading any further. I think the Provost knows who dunnit, he just wants to protect the reputation of his "highly esteemed academy". To hell with that nest of vipers, I say! Nowadays I'm just drinking my last paycheck away. Would be nice to get company someday. I still get suspicious looks because I'm an orc with gold in my purse. You human lot usually like to see us poor and suffering. Glad to know you're not like that, sending me this letter and all. Much appreciated, ~Jensen Dearest Byblos, You me and more Banana Daiquiri than a humanoid should be able to drink? Love and Kisses Adeline. I've got Z-mail! *drool spots* I WANT YOU!!! NOW!!! ~B Dear Umbra Shadeaux, Where did you buy your hat? AG Cher Monsieur AG, Merci beaucoup four ze letteur! Mon chapeau waz bought from a boutique trés elegante at ze Shopping District of Charis, ze Cité-État ma famille comes from. Ze name of ze boutique eludes me, but I could show you where it iz... If we Shadeaux weren't fourbidden tu eveur return zere, zat iz. Mais non, c'est la vie! Yourz truly, ~Umbra Shadeaux
TheBoyWonder Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Nyx, My previous letter was wrong. I love you. Leo Aragon, Knight of The Realm, Defend of peace, hater of Brobric Elves.
Poison Ivy Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 (edited) Hello Alisha, I am sure you know who I am, as you seem to know more about me than I do. In fact, I recently lost my memory, so anything you could tell me about myself would be very helpful. -Dak Alisha writes another letter to Dak: Dak, I know a little about you; that you are a Shadeaux, a family that is one of the main powers in Eubric, and that you are less of a Rogue than a Knight, not wanting to hurt any man. Other than that, there is nothing I know about you other than I feel as if I know you. I hope your memory returns, I would love to meet you sometime. Alisha Mortek Dear Alisha Mortek, I regret my actions. I should not of flirted with you. I wish I had not done that. Let's hope this Viking will die at the 2 blades of Draken. Remember to give it back at the end of the quest. Leo Aragon You need not regret anything. I am meant for another, I am sorry if you are disappointed in me. I will return your blade. You have my word. Alisha Mortek. "I've got V-mail." Edited February 14, 2012 by Poison Ivy
Tamamono Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 (edited) It has been some time since we last spoke, though not that long. Let me give you a warning, be wary of who signed up on a quest before you join it. One of the other Rogues has a slight attitude issue, and the other rogue has forgotten him identity. The latter I can sympathize with and I knew enough about him to help him remember the hall and his name, but the former has that attitude that slithers, "go to Karzahni." I wonder why someone with such lack of empathy would join these halls, he seems like he would rather be by himself, where he can mock others and mess with them without restrictions. But of course from what I have seen he is not that good of a planner, so perhaps he needs others to remind him of basic needs. He seems like someone who desperately requires unity, but hates it. I am interested as always in the legendary Cronk, and I have read up on him a little. Has he reached Level fifteen yet? For that matter, have you? By the way, I am in contact with one of the heroes on the clean-up mission to our quest. I have been suggesting ideas for helping his group aid the Lion Knights, perhaps you could use this communication system to suggest ideas as well? The hero is question is a Mage named Arthur, if you care to do so. If anything it was my fault what the group choose, as I argued the most to kill the elves. Ishould have seen it coning, my memories ooze with betrayal. I don't rememver what happened, but I was betrayed by something, or someone, I trusted completely. I should have learned from that, but I did not. One could also argue that the Shadeaux caused the war, which is true, but as I believe you know, the pawns are as guilty as the schemer. The only thing we can do now is make up for what is done. Dear De'kra, I thank you for your concern, but you needn't worry about me. While this rogue in question definitely does not sound like a 'team player', I'm sure the trauma of facing off against beasts and whatnot will cause him to bond with his group. Oh yes, Cronk reached level fifteen while we were out on the quest, and has now joined the Paladin Order. I also reached level fifteen, and I've since fulfilled my lifelong dream of becoming a Sage like my Grandfather. I'm sure he would be very proud of me if he were here today. I don't believe I've been introduced to this 'Arthur', yet. Just how would I contact him to give him advice? I'd love to do what I can to clean up the mess we made. Indeed. As you say, the Shadeaux were the ones who caused the war, but we were foolish enough to follow their lead even though we all knew of the trickery they are notorious of, especially that Isaac Shawe. The wisdom I have learned has lead me to realize just how petty and foolish revenge is, but I hope I will have the chance to help make things right in Uland once again. By the way, have you spoken to Cinna recently? Out of everyone on Quest 4, I feel like I'm closest to you two - it's a shame we all had to walk different paths on our latest adventures. Your Friend, Tomas "I've got Z-Mail!" Edited February 14, 2012 by Tamamono
TheBoyWonder Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Haldor, Would you sacrifice yourself to save Jess and Althior? I would for Nyx and Ellaria. Leo Ive got ZMail
Tanma Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 (edited) IC: De'kra caught the next reply as it appeared, and read through it. Dear De'kra, I thank you for your concern, but you needn't worry about me. While this rogue in question definitely does not sound like a 'team player', I'm sure the trauma of facing off against beasts and whatnot will cause him to bond with his group. Oh yes, Cronk reached level fifteen while we were out on the quest, and has now joined the Paladin Order. I also reached level fifteen, and I've since fulfilled my lifelong dream of becoming a Sage like my Grandfather. I'm sure he would be very proud of me if he were here today. I don't believe I've been introduced to this 'Arthur', yet. Just how would I contact him to give him advice? I'd love to do what I can to clean up the mess we made. Indeed. As you say, the Shadeaux were the ones who caused the war, but we were foolish enough to follow their lead even though we all knew of the trickery they are notorious of, especially that Isaac Shawe. The wisdom I have learned has lead me to realize just how petty and foolish revenge is, but I hope I will have the chance to help make things right in Uland once again. By the way, have you spoken to Cinna recently? Out of everyone on Quest 4, I feel like I'm closest to you two - it's a shame we all had to walk different paths on our latest adventures. Your Friend, Tomas As he followed after the group De'kra wrote, I apologize for this, but what is a grandfather? It appears to be based off the words grand, like great and possibly noble, and the word father. I also don't know the exact meaning of father, but based on what I have read from finished Quests father is a title given to a human usually possessing power who is usually male. So is a grandfather a term for a male emperor? Or have I misunderstood your tongue? Speaking of which, you have a lot of experience in this world, correct? Can you tell me the exact differences between males and females? I knew something like this system once, but your system doesn't seem to operate under the same rules. I assume you would just write to him with this messaging system. If you are at the hall his face and name should be on file. He is a mage last seen clade in white, blue, and gold, and this was his first quest. If you manage to talk with him, can you ask him why he hasn't responded to me? I am not so certain about you on the revenge point. It is definitely bad to be blinded by revenge and to be obsessed with killing someone, that is true. But there are people in this world that make this world worse, and if they died or were crippled the world might improve. Vengence might not be good to take, but justice should exist. And the more I see this Pit of a city, the less justice I see. I am afraid I haven't. At the moment I do not know if Cinna is in battle or not, so I can't send a possibly distracting letter to her. Those messages just sort of appear from nowhere, if you are in battle it could distract you in a key moment. B=If you see her in the hall, would you ask her to send a message? As De'kra clicked the words he continued on his way. Edited February 14, 2012 by Tanma
Scubacarrot Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Scheherazade, This question has been sitting in my head for a while, but I did not get to asking it when I was back in the hall. How is the hall funded? You provide us with excellent food and drink, yet the gold for that has to come from somewhere, correct? I was also wondering, what exactly is your position within Heroica, you seem to know a lot for your job description, 'Matron'. Also, what exactly is the position of the veterans, who are they? And what do they do? I apologize for my rain of questions, I hope we get a chance to speak, the next time I am in Heroica, you seem much more reasonable than most other heroes. Best wishes, Guts Holla, practicioner in the art of killing people "I've got Z-mail!"
Pandora Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Nyx's blood is boiling as the assassin jabs his dagger menacingly towards Iganatious and herself... "Oh no you don't! You're not barging in here trying to kill the dude that's going to bring my friends back from the past and then pay us lots of shiny gold!" she shouts towards him whilst conjuring a lightning bolt to hurl at the intruder and interrupter of afternoon tea. "Heh heh heh" chuckles the black clad assassin, continuing to display his very sharp and pointy blade... .... when all of a sudden, out thin air comes flying a gaudy, pink envelope that smacks Nyx squarely on the forehead with a faint 'thunk' sound. Nyx, Ignatious and the assassin all stop in their martial dance and look down, as one, at the scented and slightly dented envelope where it now lies on the rug. As one, they all look up again, exchanging expressions of puzzled amusement.. "Oh, terribly sorry, I think this is for me. You don't mind if I..?" says Nyx, slightly embarrassed at the halt in procedings and gesturing towards the envelope. "thanks" "mngh" shrugs the would-be assassin, indicating 'sure, go ahead' Nyx dismisses her lightning bolt and reaches down to the letter, eyeing it curiously. She opens it and reads: Dear Nyx, I have seen your portrait in the hall. I feel you are beautiful. Fiery, but with a dark hint. I too am fiery and passionate. I hope you receive this and reply. Leo Aragon "I do apologise" Nyx says to the black-clad menace "I rather think I should reply" The assassin grunts once more, Ignatious sighs while rubbing the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb, as a bemused Nyx grabs a nearby piece of parchment and quill to pen a reply.. Dear Leo,Uhm, what a lovely letter! I'm really sorry, but I haven't a clue who you are, but the same could be said about a lot of people; the last time I was in Heroica Hall it appears I might have been a little, uhm, drunk. And unconscious. So, yes, uhm, thanks again for your letter - always nice to hear from another hero, and.. right. Good luck questing and such. Nyx "Well that was.. unusual" Nyx mutters to herself as she throws the letter up in the air where it resolutely refuses to disappear "You have to say 'I've got Z-mail'" drawls an exasperated Ignatious as Nyx once more retrieves the envelope and then also mumbles "I've got Z-mail" Almost as soon as the reply disappears, another evelope comes flying out of the ether. Ignatious and the assassin roll their eyes and look at their pocket-watches while Nyx blushes slightly and once again reads... Greetings, Great Ones! I am Arthur Justus Regulus VII, a mage and Hero of Heroica Hall like yourselves. I have been studying the history of our organization, but there is an absence in the records of your Quest. If it would not trouble you too greatly, I would greatly desire your accounts of the events of that Quest. Even if fragmented or incomplete, they would be most helpful in my studies! I would also like to meet all of you, if at all possible. I know that the nature of being on different Quests may make this difficult, but I would still appreciate it if, some time when we are both at the Hall, each of you could spare a little time to speak with me. I greatly desire to learn from such legendary and mysterious Heroes such as yourselves. Your humble servant, Arthur ...and replies... Dear ArthurI'm almost certain the official records have been locked away in a deep dark vault, guarded by big, monstrous trolls and sharks and.. monsters.. uhm, but I'm sure I'd be able to answer a few questions when I get back to the Hall. Feel free to come over and say 'Hi' when we're next there at the same time. Happy questing. Nyx With that, Nyx folds the letter and once more mutters "I've got Z-mail" and turns to the now foot-tapping Assassin, just in time for another envelope to materialise... Dear Nyx, My previous letter was wrong. I love you. Leo Aragon, Knight of The Realm, Defend of peace, hater of Brobric Elves. Nyx, still with quill and parchment in hand readies a reply Dear Leo,that really is incredibly nice of you, but you don't know me at all, and nor I you. True love comes not from seeing a painting but rather from the special moments people spend together over time, as they develop a deep bond. I'd be happy to say hello to you and share a drink with you back at the Hall, but love is something I cannot promise to you, or anyone else I've never met. Good wishes, Nyx Once again, Nyx folds the parchment and whispers "I've got Z-mail" as the missive evaporates and she turns to face her enemy once more... "Sorry about that, totally unexpected, would have been rude not to reply. Now, where were we? Oh yes!" and her eyes blaze with the fire within as she summons forth once more a lightning bolt "I was about to electrocute you, wasn't I!"
Flipz Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 (edited) Monk Pretzel, growing weary with the conversation he is holding with his team members decides to write with his portable easel, that was one of his 99 pieces. He was very good at writing when walking, as he had done it many times on his many journeys round and round Eubric. Dear_____ (he blank carbon copied the letter to all heroes and several others, so just add your name to the blank spot) You may not know me as I most assuredly do not know you, but that needn't change anything. Speaking of change this is a great opportunity for you to let loose some of that spare change of yours into a worthwhile "project", if you will. I am very distressed over the state of your soul. It is not far away from a deep abyss. But fear not, all is not lost. For just a few pieces of spare change (by the way, package this change in gold not silver coins, if you please, thank you!), your salvation can be sure. I will be collecting your cash on my return from the hall. Otherwise, which is actually preferable to me, you can simply send it straight to me via Z-banking. It is a good choice, I assure you. However, I provide no guarantee or tax refund on it. Yours in faith, Monk Pretzel and His 99 Pieces Ummm...I had Z-mail... No...just lost it... Ah there it is! I've got Z-mail! Arthur recieves the note. His face becomes . He quickly scribbles down a reply, mutters something, and hands it to Valentine. "Here. Make sure this gets back to the monk. Don't read it. Actually, go ahead, here's a second copy for you to snoop through." The message simply reads: I prepared Explosive Runes this morning. OOC: QM's take note! Edited February 14, 2012 by Flipz
Tamamono Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 I apologize for this, but what is a grandfather? It appears to be based off the words grand, like great and possibly noble, and the word father. I also don't know the exact meaning of father, but based on what I have read from finished Quests father is a title given to a human usually possessing power who is usually male. Is this accourate? Speaking of which, you have a lot of experience in this world, correct? Can you tell me the exact differences between males and females? I knew something like this system once, but your system doesn't seem to operate under the same rules. I assume you would just write to him with this messaging system. If you are at the hall his face and name should be on file. He is a mage last seen clade in white, blue, and gold, and this was his first quest. If you manage to talk with him, can you ask him why he hasn't responded to me? I am not so certain about you on the revenge point. It is definitely bad to be blinded by revenge and to be obsessed with killing someone, that is true. But there are people in this world that make this world worse, and if they died or were crippled the world might improve. Vengence might not be good to take, but justice should exist. And the more I see this Pit of a city, the less justice I see. I am afraid I haven't. At the moment I do not know if Cinna is in battle or not, so I can't send a possibly distracting letter to her. Those messages just sort of appear from nowhere, if you are in battle it could distract you in a key moment. B=If you see her in the hall, would you ask her to send a message? As De'kra clicked the words he continued on his way. Dear De'kra, Ah yes, I forgot, you aren't familiar with human terms. A father is a male parent. Did you have parents when you were young? The mature male who helps take care of you is the father figure. Grandfather is the father of my Father. My Father is a Shaman, but my Grandfather was a Sage. I am following in the footsteps of my Grandfather by becoming a Sage as well. Yes, I do have quite a bit of experience in this world, but my Sage training has kept me from gaining very much experience in what you speak of. Still, I do know the answer to your question, but if I'm going to have this talk with you, I'd prefer it to be in person. All I'll say is that the difference between males and females is what causes the Love Plague to be so prevalent in the Hall. Although I really shouldn't call it a 'plague'. Love really can be a wonderful thing - it just gets out of hand sometimes, much like other human emotions. That is true. By ridding the world of an evil person like Mr. Shawe, you are able to save countless others from his treachery. Still, it should be done with justice in mind, and not revenge. That's too bad. I actually sent her a message earlier today - I certainly hope it didn't distract her if she was in battle. If I see her in the Hall, I'll be sure to ask her to send you a message. Your Friend, Tomas
TheBoyWonder Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Nerwen Calmcacil, Will you share the rest of your life with me? I will protect you with my Life. Leo Aragon Dear Isabella Del Toboso, Will you share the rest of your life with me? I will protect you with my Life. Leo Aragon Dear Tesni, Will you share the rest of your life with me? I hope you will reply Leo Aragon I am ruining out of females. I've got ZMail
Khorne Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 As Eric was preparing to assault the pirates at Jolly Roger's grotto a letter apparated out of nothing but thin air. Surprised Eric picked up the purple enveloppe and tore it open. It contained a letter written by some Monk and 99 pieces. Eric quickly skimmed through it and noticed words such as 'spare change', 'collecting gold' and 'salvation'. At the end it inquired to reply this 'Monk Pretzel' using something called Z-mail. Uninterested, Eric tossed away the letter and muttered something along the lines of "I don't do charity" and simply returned to the mission at hand. Besides, what self-respecting monk names himself after something eatable anyway?
Sandy Posted February 14, 2012 Author Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Scheherazade, This question has been sitting in my head for a while, but I did not get to asking it when I was back in the hall. How is the hall funded? You provide us with excellent food and drink, yet the gold for that has to come from somewhere, correct? I was also wondering, what exactly is your position within Heroica, you seem to know a lot for your job description, 'Matron'. Also, what exactly is the position of the veterans, who are they? And what do they do? I apologize for my rain of questions, I hope we get a chance to speak, the next time I am in Heroica, you seem much more reasonable than most other heroes. Best wishes, Guts Holla, practicioner in the art of killing people Dear Guts, Curiosity killed the cat. Best wishes, ~Scheherazade
Scubacarrot Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Guts, Curiosity killed the cat. Best wishes, ~Scheherazade Dear Scheherazade, Curiosity doesn't kill people, I kill people. Can you at least attach a fine bottle of wine to one of these letters? I am currently in a tunnel that seems to be going on for ever, and my throat is getting dry. Thanks in advance, Guts Holla, Cutter of purses "I've got Z-mail!"
Peppermint_M Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 *drool spots* I WANT YOU!!! NOW!!! ~B You know where, Library man I've got Z-mail!
Khorne Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 You know where, Library man I've got Z-mail! How about we turn this into a three-man archeology expedition, eh? You know, the team reunited for old times sake, heh heh. "I've got Z-mail!"
Peppermint_M Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Tesni, Will you share the rest of your life with me? I hope you will reply Leo Aragon Tesni was rushing the guard captain when a letter exploded into existence. Her berserker rage as it was, she only caught a glance of it. Holding the captain with her shield she dashed off a missive. Who are you? Busy. Do not write Again. I've got z-mail...
Tanma Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 De'kra grabbed the next letter with a flex of his hand, and read; Dear De'kra, Ah yes, I forgot, you aren't familiar with human terms. A father is a male parent. Did you have parents when you were young? The mature male who helps take care of you is the father figure. Grandfather is the father of my Father. My Father is a Shaman, but my Grandfather was a Sage. I am following in the footsteps of my Grandfather by becoming a Sage as well. Yes, I do have quite a bit of experience in this world, but my Sage training has kept me from gaining very much experience in what you speak of. Still, I do know the answer to your question, but if I'm going to have this talk with you, I'd prefer it to be in person. All I'll say is that the difference between males and females is what causes the Love Plague to be so prevalent in the Hall. Although I really shouldn't call it a 'plague'. Love really can be a wonderful thing - it just gets out of hand sometimes, much like other human emotions. That is true. By ridding the world of an evil person like Mr. Shawe, you are able to save countless others from his treachery. Still, it should be done with justice in mind, and not revenge. That's too bad. I actually sent her a message earlier today - I certainly hope it didn't distract her if she was in battle. If I see her in the Hall, I'll be sure to ask her to send you a message. Your Friend, Tomas With a pause, De'kra answered; I never had one of those, this term parent escapes me. But I do remember people who did have something like that, though they were called elders. From what I recall, heroes who gave up their power, whether to save lives or to create new heroes, would become the teachers, leaders, and to a degree role models for the village. Their experience from being heroes would be used to keep the village safe and to protect their people. Of course villagers could be leaders too, and heroes had their own leaders, but elders were the most respected. I see. Could the plague be render void if this difference vanished? If it helps, this is the way my people did it. Basically in the race I speak of, there was a type for each element. You had fire villagers, ice villagers, plasma villagers, plant life villagers, gravity villagers, and so on. Each type had a specific job to do, like water villagers were fishermen and iron villagers made technology. Each type tended to live in certain places, like fiire villages lived near lava and other sources of heat, while air villagers lived in the tree tops. Each type had a special chractoristic, and sometimes a flaw to match. Fire villagers had some resistence to heat, while ice villagers could endure the cold. Air villagers were quite agile in the trees, but waddled on the ground. Stone villagers were stronger, but couldn't swim. Earth villagers could see in the dark, but were blinded by daylight, and so on. Some types have certain pronouns, like fire villagers are all called he, (or rather it is closest to he) while water villagers are all called she. (or its equal) Types tended to stay separated, and some groups dislike each oher. But when danger came, all difference was thrown aside for the greater good. That is what is wrong with Eubric, no unity. Now before you suggest it I already know I am not an earth villager, light doesn't blind me, it just makes me sad and angry. Like when a friend who purposely left you to die sees you and says, "Hi, how are things." It knows full well how things are! But I digress. Well if she replies to your message, you could suggest that Makuta contact me then. If she bothers to answer after all odds are that she isn't currently fighting. With that De'kra sent the message, and continued on.
Sandy Posted February 14, 2012 Author Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Scheherazade, Curiosity doesn't kill people, I kill people. Can you at least attach a fine bottle of wine to one of these letters? I am currently in a tunnel that seems to be going on for ever, and my throat is getting dry. Thanks in advance, Guts Holla, Cutter of purses Dear Guts, Your tap is off. You owe me the price of 265 alcoholic beverages, 32 chicken wings, three whole roasted pigs and a vat of grapes. Sincerely yours, ~Scheherazade
The_Customizer Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Father, Alas, hath thou forgotten me? As one of the few female elves, it seems that I am forgotten quite a bit, either that, or it is this cursed Quest which is taken so long. I do not know if there is more quests for me in the future, but as for right now, it may be my last quest. Sincerely, Erdathcath, your daughter. Oh, and since I must say it. "I hath Z-mail"
Scubacarrot Posted February 14, 2012 Posted February 14, 2012 Dear Guts, Your tap is off. You owe me the price of 265 alcoholic beverages, 32 chicken wings, three whole roasted pigs and a vat of grapes. Sincerely yours, ~Scheherazade Dear Scheherazade, I can explain, Knifk was hungry, so we had some roasted pigs, Sorry about that, but you weren't around, and as an orc, you must KNOW how hungry a full grown orc can get! I honestly don't know anything about the chicken wings, but I did see a ghostly fellow around the fryer at one point, why are these even on my tab? A vat of Grapes, really? What would I do with a vat of grapes? Try to make my own wine? Honestly, I tried that in prison, and it did not turn out so well! The alcoholic beverages were mine, I am sorry. I am short on cash, is there another way I can... make it up for you? Truly yours, Guts Holla, Shooter of kneecaps. "I've got Z-mail!"
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