Heroica RPG - Quest #77: Your Elves are Better than Ours

[Chromeknight]

Nerwen's eyes narrow meeting another 'Lord'.

'Quel andune, Baelanith. I am Nerwen Calmcacil, Cala'quessir of the White Towers, Shaman of Heroica.

Word has reached our organisation of the state of this town and we have come to set things in order.

Please tell me, who leads the elves here and where might we find them?

[Flipz]

Distancing himself from the others, Arthur moves to speak with the Black Knight wearing an unusual mask. He nods in greeting. "How's it going?"

[Zepher]

Boomingham follows the group silently through the town, glancing around. When they arrive at the tavern he makes his way immediately to the bar.

"What have you got?" he asks gruffly. He looks out among the patrons and spies the man with long hair. "Resident? Any suggestions as to what's good? I've got quite a thirst." Barty, as he often does in new questionable areas, remains hidden.

[Brickdoctor]

"Lady Calaryl resides in the Hall of R'kilf."

"Urrrr'- As well as can be expected in this city. I get hired to take some of the more foolish merchants through the city. It's not a pleasant experience."

"Not a resident. Sir Bur'dazgar, at your service. I'm on Uland with some of my fellow Knights of Patuqun on business."

[Sandy]

Ellaria walks to the bar, and orders some herbal tea from the bartender.

"I hear things are a little crazy in this city, wouldn't you agree? Who do you think is winning over?" she asks the bartender with a wink.

[Wedge09]

Alexander heards the answer from the elf and speaks with Nerwen not too loud "I think we have to meet this Lady if we want to proceed in our task. The elves are one of the strongest factions in Bric'lin."

[Duvors]

Throlar turns to lord Belanith.

"Ah! Hello my name is ambassador Throlar Wineghilm of... forgive me, I'm not allowed to tell, well anyway how are you?"

Throlar grips the elven lords hand.

"The awe-inspiring culture of the elves eh?" said Throlar still holding the elves hand.

Suddenly the diplomats eyes narrowed and his grip tightened to such an extent that it was impossible for Belanith to extricate his hand.

"It seems a strange culture to me, one that inspires awe and yet lets the walls of a town under its protection fall into disrepair and apparently does nothing about raiders and bandits in said town, but indeed lets them run riot, one might think there was some sort of agreement between them."

"What is more, I don't really see how one can experience the culture of the elves in a town where from what I can tell nothing was built by elves, the only reason it is elven is because of an elven occupation, and the only elves here are the garrison eh?"

It was at this point that several people said they heard a noise like fingerbones snapping.

Edited August 1, 2013 by Lord Duvors

[Flipz]

"Urrrr'- As well as can be expected in this city. I get hired to take some of the more foolish merchants through the city. It's not a pleasant experience."

"Aye. With the Pogs raiding, it can't be an easy task. 'Course, they can't be the only threat in town, am I right? What other sorts of difficulties do they end up facing?" he asks diplomatically.

Throlar turns to lord Belanith.

"Ah! Hello my name is ambassador Throlar Wineghilm of... forgive me, I'm not allowed to tell, well anyway how are you?"

Throlar grips the elven lords hand.

"The awe-inspiring culture of the elves eh?" said Throlar still holding the elves hand.

Suddenly the diplomats eyes narrowed and his grip tightened to such an extent that it was impossible for Belanith to extricate his hand.

"It seems a strange culture to me, one that inspires awe and yet lets the walls of a town under its protection fall into disrepair and apparently does nothing about raiders and bandits in said town, but indeed lets them run riot, one might think there was some sort of agreement between them."

"What is more, I don't really see how one can experience the culture of the elves in a town where from what I can tell nothing was built by elves, the only reason it is elven is because of an elven occupation, and the only elves here are the garrison eh?"

It was at this point that several people said they heard a noise like fingerbones snapping.

The dwarf's tone causes Arthur to turn around and examine the situation over his shoulder. He grimaces, but keeps himself unassociated with Throlar or the other Heroes. He turns back to his companion. "Heroican, by the looks of him. Some of their lot 've been decent to me, but some of them..." he points his thumb over his shoulder towards the dwarf. "What do you think? Should we get involved, or d'you think the elf can handle himself?"

Edited August 1, 2013 by Flipz

[Zepher]

Boomingham laughs at the little dwarf as he gets a mug of liquid from the bar. "Very dramatic," he says to Sir Bur'dazgar. "Can't say that I know the knight of Padaqun. What sort of business are you engaged in?"

[Chromeknight]

Nerwen nods at Alexander's words, watching the dwarvish ambassador engage with the elf

Yes, though I hope they are not like this one. He seems to be drunk.

Before we leave here I want to find out as much as we can about the factions in town.

She turns to the bartender and asks

How is business? Do you see many people in here? Who is important in town?

[Brickdoctor]

Ellaria walks to the bar, and orders some herbal tea from the bartender.

"I hear things are a little crazy in this city, wouldn't you agree? Who do you think is winning over?" she asks the bartender with a wink.

The bartender fills a cup with a pinch of herbs and some lukewarm water, and slides the decidedly unappealing beverage to you.

"Do not pay me for this. It is not worth 1 Gold, even in this forsaken town."

"I'm sorry, but my selection of drinks is considerably lacking, with the Pongcanae driving my sources away and even raiding this tavern from time to time."

Mead

-

Grants the

Encouraged

effect, doubling the target's attack Power for the duration of one battle.

30 Gold

Mulled Wine

-

Grants the

Inspired

effect, doubling the target's current and maximum Health for the duration of one battle.

100 Gold

"I don't think anyone is winning. But if this situation remains as it is, the Pongcanae will emerge the victors, as their goal seems to be to plunder the village, not to control it."

"Aye. With the Pogs raiding, it can't be an easy task. 'Course, they can't be the only threat in town, am I right? What other sorts of difficulties do they end up facing?" he asks diplomatically.

"Not many, actually, urrr'-. The elves welcome the merchants to their 'glorious city', and the Mopag don't care."

Boomingham laughs at the little dwarf as he gets a mug of liquid from the bar. "Very dramatic," he says to Sir Bur'dazgar. "Can't say that I know the knight of Padaqun. What sort of business are you engaged in?"

"My captain was sent here to speak to one of our contacts on Uland."

She turns to the bartender and asks

How is business? Do you see many people in here? Who is important in town?

"I see a small number of individuals; I'm sure that, as owner of a tavern, I have faired better than other market owners here.

"Lady Calaryl is the leader of the elves, some of which frequent this 'establishment of their resplendant domain', and never pay what their drinks are worth. Warlord Kaherdin leads the Mopag, and I never see any of them; they seem to be concerned only with their own goals and live only with what provisions they brought with them. There are a good amount of citizens who continue to come here but are careful never to congregate when the elves are here. There's been talk of a...resistance movement."

[Chromeknight]

Nerwen replies quietly

Thank you for your trust in me, even though I also am an elf. Though not as you can see, a brobric.

Do you have rooms to rent here? It is likely we will need somewhere to sleep and it may be prudent having a settled place to work from.

[Wedge09]

Nerwen nods at Alexander's words, watching the dwarvish ambassador engage with the elf

Yes, though I hope they are not like this one. He seems to be drunk.

Before we leave here I want to find out as much as we can about the factions in town.

"I agree." says simply Alexander. When the bartender mention the resistance movement, Alexander whispers to Nerwen "Maybe, this so called resistance movement is another faction to take in account."

[Flipz]

"Not many, actually, urrr'-. The elves welcome the merchants to their 'glorious city', and the Mopag don't care."

"Mm. So really, if someone could take care of the Pogs, everything would be alright, eh? Guess that's what Heroes are supposed to be for. Although..." He pauses. "Aside from the Mopags, is anyone else doing anything to protect R'kliff?"

[Duvors]

(OCC: Umm, Brickdoctor? Response please? My interactions with Belanith ought to be of interest to you.)

[Brickdoctor]

Thank you for your trust in me, even though I also am an elf. Though not as you can see, a brobric.

Do you have rooms to rent here? It is likely we will need somewhere to sleep and it may be prudent having a settled place to work from.

"Heh, even if you were a Brobric Elf, I might still let you know of the rumors of a resistance movement, as much to make you doubt as to trade information for my own safety.

"I do not have rooms to rent. You might try the R'kilf Inn, though. That building is built like a fortress and they're advertising safety through the night...for a price of course."

"Mm. So really, if someone could take care of the Pogs, everything would be alright, eh? Guess that's what Heroes are supposed to be for. Although..." He pauses. "Aside from the Mopags, is anyone else doing anything to protect R'kliff?"

"No, urrr'-, there would still be a number of groups fighting each other. There're always men here and there who think they can take on the elves, who are still claiming to have control of the village, they're holed up in the keep where no one can get to their leader, urrr'-."

It was at this point that several people said they heard a noise like fingerbones snapping.

Baelanith inhales sharply,

"hhffff... Insolent, worthless dwarf! I should have expected such from one of the short bearded ones who live their lives groveling under mountains! Now, witness the power of this fully armed and angered Brobric elven lord!

"Prepare for battle!"

The Enemies:

Baelanith

Humanoid

Level:

5

4

Health:

11/12

Defense:

1

Special I:

Elven Harming

- Baelanith's elven reflexes and precision allow him to find a weak spot in the target's defenses, and he deals 10 Damage.

Special II:

Elven Healing

- Baelanith's elementary knowledge of elven healing techniques allows him to restore 5 HP to himself.

Drops: Elven Sword

Note: Specials alternate. Baelanith's broken fingers decrease his current HP and his ability to wield a sword effectively. If healed to full HP, his Level will increase back to 5.

The Party:

Throlar Wineghilm (Lord Duvors)

134 year-old male dwarven Knight

Level 1

Power:

4

(Level 1 + WP: 3 +

Power Bonus:

0)

Health:

10

(Base HP: 10)

Defense:

2

(SP: 2)

Gold:

7

Equipment:

Mace and Chain (WP: 3), Round Shield (SP: 2), Jester's Hat (Wearer may choose to gain one immunity from targeted enemy; headwear)

Inventory:

Potion, Venom

•

Bedroll

Party Leader, choose the order of actions.

All combatants, choose your targets and the Row you want to fight in. Also mention if you want to try to flee, move, heal, cast a magic spell, use an item instead of attacking, or attempt something else outside the box.

Any enemy not targeted will get a Free Hit on the party after everyone has acted.

(OCC: Umm, Brickdoctor? Response please? My interactions with Belanith ought to be of interest to you.)

QM Note:

Sorry, I was on mobile all day yesterday, and I didn't want to try to start a battle typing on a phone.

Wow, it's been so long since I've run a true battle Round. Reminder! This is a Brickdoctor quest; feel free to try something outside the box of the typical battle rules. Creativity will be rewarded...but do not forget that ridiculous attempts and foolish ideas will be punished.

[Sandy]

Ellaria is not the only one in the room to gasp in horror as the dwarf and the elf begin their brawl. She looks at their party leader beggingly.

"Nerwen, please make him stop!" she yells, referring to Thraelar. "He's only making things worse!"

[Zepher]

Boomingham balks at the prices of just a simple mead. "I'll have a herbal tea as well," he says bashfully. "So easy to forget the cost of things when they're generally free."

"My captain was sent here to speak to one of our contacts on Uland."

"Not a very talkative chap, are you? I promise, I won't bite. I'm just a little curious is all. Who is your contact on Uland? What exactly do you do?" Boomingham sips at his tea. He glances over at Arthur and smiles slightly, making sure his voice is overheard. "That dwarf seems like a trouble maker. Reminds me of a person or two I've had to command myself. I'm sure his wiser elders will reprimand him shortly after." Boomingham's hand rests on Scupperer. He makes sure that Nerwen stays in the corner of his vision.

[Brickdoctor]

"Not a very talkative chap, are you? I promise, I won't bite. I'm just a little curious is all. Who is your contact on Uland? What exactly do you do?" Boomingham sips at his tea. He glances over at Arthur and smiles slightly, making sure his voice is overheard. "That dwarf seems like a trouble maker. Reminds me of a person or two I've had to command myself. I'm sure his wiser elders will reprimand him shortly after." Boomingham's hand rests on Scupperer. He makes sure that Nerwen stays in the corner of his vision.

"Forgive me if I am being secretive. It sounds as if you you have experience in battle; I'm sure you understand that I must be careful, being without any of my fellow knights in a tavern in the middle of a war-torn village in a strange land. Never know who might be listening; never know when one statement or action might cause a fight to break out.

"Case in point:"

Sir Bur'dazgar looks away from you and nods at Throlar and Baelanith.

[Zepher]

"Of course," Boomingham nods understanding and sips on his tea. "Do you have a place that I can possibly visit you and your fellow knights?" Boomingham further lowers his voice. "I am indeed practiced in combat, and the fate of this town has been left in my hands in one way or another. I am, however, a little out of practice. Which of the forces would you stake your claim with, if it came to a fight? Or have you not been in town long enough to tell a fellow warrior which force would be best to enlist in?"

[Duvors]

Throlar envenoms his mace from the back row.

"Grovel! You'll pay for that! Thirty Gold to be exact."

Edited August 2, 2013 by Lord Duvors

[Flipz]

"No, urrr'-, there would still be a number of groups fighting each other. There're always men here and there who think they can take on the elves, who are still claiming to have control of the village, they're holed up in the keep where no one can get to their leader, urrr'-."

"Really? Huh. Wonder who pays best...and why are the elves interested in this town, anyway?"

Hearing the brawl break out, Arthur was glad he had kept himself apart from the rest of the party. The novice Knight lacked subtlety. He turns back to the black knight he was still speaking with.

"What do you think, friend? Worth getting involved in, or should we just keep to our own business?"

[Brickdoctor]

"Of course," Boomingham nods understanding and sips on his tea. "Do you have a place that I can possibly visit you and your fellow knights?" Boomingham further lowers his voice. "I am indeed practiced in combat, and the fate of this town has been left in my hands in one way or another. I am, however, a little out of practice. Which of the forces would you stake your claim with, if it came to a fight? Or have you not been in town long enough to tell a fellow warrior which force would be best to enlist in?"

"We're staying in an abandoned warehouse. Not comfortable, not safe, but free. I have not been in town long. From what I've seen, I would not want any of the major factions as my ally. I would trust no one but my fellow knights."

"Really? Huh. Wonder who pays best...and why are the elves interested in this town, anyway?"

Hearing the brawl break out, Arthur was glad he had kept himself apart from the rest of the party. The novice Knight lacked subtlety. He turns back to the black knight he was still speaking with.

"What do you think, friend? Worth getting involved in, or should we just keep to our own business?"

"The elves think they rule this village, uurrrrr'- ur-ur'-. They conquered it, they view it as their mission to maintain control of it even after their lord's death.

"It would not be wise to draw attention to yourself in this village."

Results of Round One of the Brawl in the Dragon's Head:

>Throlar Wineghilm uses Venom on Mace and Chain - (Mace and Chain deals Poisoned effect)

Baelanith - Free Hit against Throlar Wineghilm ((4/2)-2=0 Damage)

The Enemies:

Baelanith

Humanoid

Level:

5

4

Health:

11/12

Defense:

1

Special I:

Elven Harming

- Baelanith's elven reflexes and precision allow him to find a weak spot in the target's defenses, and he deals 10 Damage.

Special II:

Elven Healing

- Baelanith's elementary knowledge of elven healing techniques allows him to restore 5 HP to himself.

Drops: Elven Sword

Note: Specials alternate. Baelanith's broken fingers decrease his current HP and his ability to wield a sword effectively. If healed to full HP, his Level will increase back to 5.

The Party:

Throlar Wineghilm (Lord Duvors)

134 year-old male dwarven Knight

Level 1

Power:

4

(Level 1 + WP: 3 +

Power Bonus:

0)

Health:

10

(Base HP: 10)

Defense:

2

(SP: 2)

Gold:

7

Equipment:

Mace and Chain (WP: 3;

Poisoned

), Round Shield (SP: 2), Jester's Hat (Wearer may choose to gain one immunity from targeted enemy; headwear)

Inventory:

Potion

•

Bedroll

Party Leader, choose the order of actions.

All combatants, choose your targets and the Row you want to fight in. Also mention if you want to try to flee, move, heal, cast a magic spell, use an item instead of attacking, or attempt something else outside the box.

Any enemy not targeted will get a Free Hit on the party after everyone has acted.

[Duvors]

Throlar attacks from the back row with his mace.

[Brickdoctor]

Results of Round Two of the Brawl in the Dragon's Head:

>Throlar Wineghilm vs Baelanith - Miss

Baelanith almost effortlessly sidesteps your attack, as if to taunt you, but you can see that his fingers are hurting and prevented him from counterattacking.

The Enemies:

Baelanith

Humanoid

Level:

5

4

Health:

11/12

Defense:

1

Special I:

Elven Harming

- Baelanith's elven reflexes and precision allow him to find a weak spot in the target's defenses, and he deals 10 Damage.

Special II:

Elven Healing

- Baelanith's elementary knowledge of elven healing techniques allows him to restore 5 HP to himself.

Drops: Elven Sword

Note: Specials alternate. Baelanith's broken fingers decrease his current HP and his ability to wield a sword effectively. If healed to full HP, his Level will increase back to 5.

The Party:

Throlar Wineghilm (Lord Duvors)

134 year-old male dwarven Knight

Level 1

Power:

4

(Level 1 + WP: 3 +

Power Bonus:

0)

Health:

10

(Base HP: 10)

Defense:

2

(SP: 2)

Gold:

7

Equipment:

Mace and Chain (WP: 3;

Poisoned

), Round Shield (SP: 2), Jester's Hat (Wearer may choose to gain one immunity from targeted enemy; headwear)

Inventory:

Potion

•

Bedroll

QM Note:

As the situation has not changed, I will autoroll.

Results of Round Three of the Brawl in the Dragon's Head:

>Throlar Wineghilm vs Baelanith - Sentinel (Party is immune to Damage next Round.)

Seeing that the elf is quicker than you, you decide it best to sit back for a Round and avoid Damage while better assessing the situation.

The Enemies:

Baelanith

Humanoid

Level:

5

4

Health:

11/12

Defense:

1

Special I:

Elven Harming

- Baelanith's elven reflexes and precision allow him to find a weak spot in the target's defenses, and he deals 10 Damage.

Special II:

Elven Healing

- Baelanith's elementary knowledge of elven healing techniques allows him to restore 5 HP to himself.

Drops: Elven Sword

Note: Specials alternate. Baelanith's broken fingers decrease his current HP and his ability to wield a sword effectively. If healed to full HP, his Level will increase back to 5.

The Party:

Throlar Wineghilm (Lord Duvors)

134 year-old male dwarven Knight

*Sentinel*

Level 1

Power:

4

(Level 1 + WP: 3 +

Power Bonus:

0)

Health:

10

(Base HP: 10)

Defense:

2

(SP: 2)

Gold:

7

Equipment:

Mace and Chain (WP: 3;

Poisoned

), Round Shield (SP: 2), Jester's Hat (Wearer may choose to gain one immunity from targeted enemy; headwear)

Inventory:

Potion

•

Bedroll

Party Leader, choose the order of actions.

All combatants, choose your targets and the Row you want to fight in. Also mention if you want to try to flee, move, heal, cast a magic spell, use an item instead of attacking, or attempt something else outside the box.

Any enemy not targeted will get a Free Hit on the party after everyone has acted.