Heroica RPG - Quest #44: My Best Friend
Posted 14 November 2012 - 10:37 AM
I am not going to unleash unrestrained chaos on the city. Put your past away, it has no bearing here. The book has the key to summoning them back from their imprisonment. Doing that will not be the end of the world. I will not let it be so.
Nerwen drew breath and stood taller
Sure I can control it? Not with absolute certainty. But I dare.
I am Nerwen Calmcacil. Two and half centuries I have walked this earth. I have seen the red rage of the orcs, I have seen the black hand of Belril the Necromancer and more besides. I have studied under the Mithrandír, under He of the stone-red-hand and in the court of the pheonix. I am the daughter of Idril and the granddaughter of Tári Mithrandír. I have guarded the woods of the twilight glade and scaled the mountains of Dastan. I am blood-friend to the Shivering Axe clan, I am a sky-warrior of the Rito. I am Cala'quessir, of the elder race, immortal save for misfortune. Before your great grandfather was wailing in his excrement, I was . I have borne two children and I captained the company of waywatchers at Harnram. Do not think that because I am now a simple cleric in service of heroica that I am lesser than all those things.
And you will not be able to destroy this book, even if you could devote two of your lifetimes of searching to do it. I know this and I tell you as someone whose words should be heeded. But I will waste no more breath on you unless you take your hand from your weapon and put aside your madness.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 12:07 PM
"You have changed, Nerwen. Any risk is too much. I will not allow it. I don't care about any of that, I am a simple, human man, but I have the common sense to know that you are not only after the release of the Fenarian and the Ranger. I think you are after this power you had in the vision. Who do you think gave you that vision? The Gods? Come on. You should heed the Oracle's words. Do you want to pay that hefty price? Do you want to become what you just destroyed? I am going to search this temple. I suggest you do the same."
With that, Guts turned around, going further into the Black Temple.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 12:53 PM
You will find nothing in this temple. If you will not hand over the book there is nothing left to do but return to the hall without them.
Your greed and pride have won.
Nerwen goes to the door out of the temple, waiting for the others.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 01:11 PM
"We cannot do that; we cannot just RETURN! Master Guts I fear mistress Nerwen may be right about this. I am sure you too know that we, elves, do not utter lies easily. Let us search the temple, but if we find nothing, please give her the grimoire, she may be the only one that can bring our friends back. If it comes to that, the rest of us must do everything we can to help, and should it come to that, even protect her."
O'Blix, Level 31 Goblin Regulator in Cruel Angel's Thesis
Posted 14 November 2012 - 03:10 PM
Empty headed thief! Always touching, taking, stealing. No thinking about what something is. And then when it is not shiny, throwing it away. Greedy handed human! You grab at things and when you do not understand them you are like a petulant child, weak, vain, useless!
"Halimba rosto. Well said, my dear elf." Benji grins and exclaims in a happy voice after hearing Nerwen's lecture to Guts. Benji thinks to himself, starting to worry, "Wait, did I say that right? I haven't spoken elvish in such a long time..." Hoping to avoid any embarrassments that might or might not occur, Benji turns away.
Playing as Benji Carvenhall, Level 50 2/5 Prophet in Heroica RPG
Posted 14 November 2012 - 03:23 PM
Still, I fear that book will be the key. And also keep in mind that Nerwen is a delegate of the gods too, just like the ones in the temples in town... But if that is the only way, then so be it.
Thalion searches the rest of the Temple for anything that might be a clue to their missing companions.
OOC: If nothing of interest is found, Thalion is ready to exit the temple and continue.
Edited by -obelix-, 14 November 2012 - 04:26 PM.
O'Blix, Level 31 Goblin Regulator in Cruel Angel's Thesis
Posted 14 November 2012 - 06:35 PM
The ruined temple has many doorways and staircases, but none of them seem to lead anywhere except to more doorways and stairs. The most interesting thing they find is three large seals painted onto the floor of a hall. Some of the symbols on the magical seals are elvish, and only one of them remains intact. The seal painted with purple on cracked tiles reads "ABRAXAS THE PROUD", the white cracked seal says "MEPHISTO THE HUNGRY", and the third, unbroken seal has the name "MARILITH THE VENGEFUL" written with red. It is as Sycamore Ziegfried told them: three archdemons used to guard the temple, but with Abraxas loose somewhere under Eubric and Mephisto banished back to his maker, only one of them remains now.
Search and shout as they may, the heroes are unable to find any trace of William Harkenshire or Namyrra Uq.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 06:42 PM
"Now, Ms. Nerwen, I don't agree with people of Mr. Holla's calibre lightly, so know that these next words I vocalise have come with the utmost consideration. The Ziegfrieds are some of the most powerful magic wielders in the land. Perhaps, even all of Olegia. And one of their number was corrupted by a Demon. It lead to her death, to the death of her husband, the ruin of their daughter, almost the death of their mater, and, by extension, the kidnapping of their nephew by a Witch. Demons corrupt.. Demons destroy. And Demons ruin. I despair at the thought of it happening to you, and your loved ones. Please, accompany me and your comrades in there, and help us search the ruins. Then we return to the surface. Consult the Oracle, the remaining Ziegrieds, whomever we can think of. At least let us be sure that there is no other alternative to finding our friends. I implore you."
Posted 14 November 2012 - 06:48 PM
"Thank you, Metasimian. I don't agree with all your viewpoints, and I was no fan of your decision not to help save the Bonapartes, but your words here speak with wisdom, and with more diplomacy than I possess in my whole body. For what it's worth, I'll try to call you, uhm, not Ape or Monkey."
Posted 14 November 2012 - 07:18 PM
Posted 14 November 2012 - 07:21 PM
Edited by Scubacarrot, 14 November 2012 - 07:31 PM.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 07:35 PM
"I'm so sorry!" Sküld sobs, with tears flowing down her cheeks as they start to ascend back to the dragon's lair. "I never thought people would die because of my quest! I'm just so... sorry!!!"
"Sküüülddh saaaddhh! Shhaaaunn saaadddhh!", Shaun moans and pulls his hair in agony.
The fifteen heroes and the Nôrn and the zombie eventually emerge to the lair of Smaragdea. The mighty dragon swoops down to greet them.
"STINKY! YOU FOUND HIM! AND THAT AWFUL STENCH IS SUBSIDING AS WELL. WHAT EXACTLY WAS DOWN THAT AIR DUCT?"
What will the party reply to the dragon?
Posted 14 November 2012 - 07:51 PM
"IS THIS TRUE?! IN THAT CASE I MUST BLOCK THE VENT IMMEDIATELY! ARE YOU SAYING THAT NOT ALL OF YOU MADE IT BACK?"
"Yes...*sob* Two of these great heroes got eaten by a nasty big demon... *sob* We searched everywhere, but we couldn't find them anymore... *sob*"
"I AM SORRY, LITTLE ONE, BUT AT LEAST THEY DIED FOR A GOOD CAUSE. THAT IS THE MOST VALIANT WAY TO GO. I AM GLAD TO SEE YOU SAFE AND SOUND, AND REUNITED WITH YOUR FRIEND, AS REEKING AS HE MAY BE. BUT NOW, LET US SORT THIS ISSUE OUT..."
Before anyone can say anything, Smaragdea takes flight and flies to the small hole in the wall that the heroes had just entered through, and rams her head against it so that the tunnel caves in. There was no going back to the forsaken temple now, at least not through the dragon's lair.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 08:30 PM
After a while he spoke: "Right! We should bring Skuld home and see about our friends immediately! But what will become of Shaun? Should we take him to the guild of Invision?"
O'Blix, Level 31 Goblin Regulator in Cruel Angel's Thesis
Posted 14 November 2012 - 08:58 PM
Outside, the large form of the metasimian moved close, Nerwen paid attention to him for the first time this quest. He seemed quite different from the one she had revived in the battered throne-room of the palace in Dastan. Now armoured, muscled and hardened in visage, she thought he wore it well.
No. Not good plan. Benji, forgive me, does not seem the kind of person able to read elvish well, it would expose yet another to the book and one that is, you make this a feature of your plan, one that is untrained. And you would threaten him with blades while having no clue as to what form possession might take.
I say this not to make a case for myself, but to prevent you from further harming others.
[color=#ffa500] Sküld said that the nôrns worship Helvetia, she of the cold embrace of death. They will know how to give Shaun peace.
Edited by Chromeknight, 15 November 2012 - 10:23 PM.
Posted 14 November 2012 - 09:14 PM
"FAREWELL, CHAMPIONS. AND THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE RING! IT'S MY PRECIOUSSS..."
Saying goodbye to the dragon, with hopes that they might meet her again some time in the future, the party walks back along the tunnels that at first seemed to be endless. They pass the food storage, which is now devoid of orcs, and walk across the catacombs passing the tomb of the Golden Dragon again. When they emerged back to the cellar of the Dragon House, they saw daylight seeping through the small windows below the ceiling. Shaun let out a squeak and shirked back to the tunnel.
"Oh, is it still daytime? Or a new morning? How long were we down there? My mother must be worried sick! Shaun, you better stay here for the time being. I will take you to see that doctor in the Guild of Invision later, alright?"
"Aawwwriiighhtth... Tthheeenn weee plaaaeehh agaaaiiinnh?"
Sküld waved her best friend goodbye with a big grin on her face. Despite having seen awful things take place, she was still a child and easily forgot the horrors of the previous night. The heroes climbed out of the dusty basement with the altar girl only to meet two figures waiting for them.
"So you were responsible for eliminating my arachnid houseguards?" asked the armoured man that many of the heroes recognized as The Dragonlord. "Tsch, now I have to make another trip to Murkwood with Smaragdea to catch a new batch..."
"Don't forget that they also gave your dragon a plentiful sum of gold and an invaluable treasure, Cain", Kukulkan, the orc rebel leader, reminded.
"Bah! Only because they pissed her off in the first place! Don't you know the First Rule of the Dragoons: 'never cross a dragon'? But if she forgave you, then I will too."
"Umm, Mister Cain? I hope you don't mind my friend Shaun living down in your basement?"
"What?! Shaun who? Explain at once!"
The party faced the fuming Veteran of their organization. What would they reply?
Posted 14 November 2012 - 09:24 PM
Guts turns to the others:
"For those that don't know, this is the Dragonlord, one of the six veterans of Heroica. I am not sure what he does exactly, except writing out lotteries."
Posted 14 November 2012 - 09:30 PM
To Guts, Alexander whispered "I don't think that ask for repayment in this situation is a good idea. We entered withouth permission and we destroy his spieders."
Alexander Vandangant, proud member of Avalonia in the Guilds of Historica
Wedge09, proud member of the Rebel Alliance in Shadows of Nar Eurbrikka
Alexander "Wedge" Vandangant, proud member of the Kawashita group in Andromeda's Gates
Posted 14 November 2012 - 09:32 PM
"I meant allowing Shaun to live there as repayment. Besides, we uncovered demons right under his house, pretty sure that's more important."
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