Khorne Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 "I know you love me deeply, Eric-darling, and I do appreciate the macho act you put up to defend me, but the Conclave punished Aunt Kree already. Besides, the last thing you want to do is to upset your employers by murdering one of their own right in front of their eyes." Eric grumbled. "Probably some lousy punishment, considering she's still breathing." The Nord relented somewhat, "But you're right, might not be the most clever thing to upset the employers. I wouldn't want to miss out my reward. After all, that's why we're here right, in this sun-blasted hellhole." "Welcome back, weary travellers. I see you brought more friends with you. May the Angel Ophaniel bless you all." Eric waved away the priest's welcome. "Ja, ja. Yada, yada, we're not here for you." He scanned the place, looking for the person who he was here for instead, but needn't look long. The beggar called Brown also hollered at them. "Finally! Have you got something for me?" Eric closed his eyes briefly in pure annoyance, trying to subdue his anger. Truly his heart was filled with disdain and contempt for this creature. First the man was too lazy to make something of his own life and now he's insinuating it took Eric too long to get back to the Sanctuary. Eric ignored the man's hollering, opting to move towards the person by his own choice and not because he was being summoned like a dog. In a showy display, he took out the book "Key to Riches" and quickly leafed through it, hoping he might still learn something from the book. The Nord then pretended to have not spotted Brown in the first place and with a fake smile he put away the book and now joined the beggar. "Ja, I have something for you. A book. I haven't read it completely, but I'm quite sure that the main lesson to getting rich is getting of your megablocks, stop whining about your situation and do something with your life instead", Eric bitterly snarked and tossed Brown the book. He then held out his hand towards the beggar. "My reward, if you please", Eric grinned wide and added: "kind sir". Periwinkle wandered to the statue of the Grey Angel in awe. "...Oh." While waiting for his reward, Eric called Peri over his shoulder: "You know who the Rito statue is, Peri?"
Pyrovisionary Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 Sarge relaxed a little when entering the sanctuary, and lowered his shoulders then exhaled in content. Eric waved away the priest's welcome. "Ja, ja. Yada, yada, we're not here for you." He scanned the place, looking for the person who he was here for instead, but needn't look long. The old man grunted in disdain at Eric's treatment of the priest - an agent of Orphaniel after all. He gave the statue of the angel a hopeful look, but he still felt even more hopeless than usual. He had failed - he couldn't find his daughter and probably never would. She'd still be in Charis, or even Babeleth or something. He wiped a tear away from his eye, and lowered his visor with a clunk to hide his melancholy mood. All these years he'd somehow survived wars and conflict - it seemed so easy now.
Sandy Posted October 20, 2015 Author Posted October 20, 2015 Eric ignored the man's hollering, opting to move towards the person by his own choice and not because he was being summoned like a dog. In a showy display, he took out the book "Key to Riches" and quickly leafed through it, hoping he might still learn something from the book.The Nord then pretended to have not spotted Brown in the first place and with a fake smile he put away the book and now joined the beggar. "Ja, I have something for you. A book. I haven't read it completely, but I'm quite sure that the main lesson to getting rich is getting of your megablocks, stop whining about your situation and do something with your life instead", Eric bitterly snarked and tossed Brown the book. He then held out his hand towards the beggar. "My reward, if you please", Eric grinned wide and added: "kind sir". Eric still couldn't make heads nor tails of the book, so he just tossed it to Brown. "What's this? You brought me a book? 'Key To Riches'..." The beggar leafed through the self-help guide. "I guess you're right. I should get off my megablocks, go out and make something out of myself! With this book in my hand, I shall succeed! Thanks!" And just like that, Brown scurried out with the book in his hand, leaving the heroes empty-handed. But perhaps this wasn't the last they heard of him... Subquest "Straw To Gold" is successful! The party's influence has increased! While waiting for his reward, Eric called Peri over his shoulder: "You know who the Rito statue is, Peri?" Periwinkle's eyes were glazed and glued to the statue. She barely heard what Eric had asked her. "Rito...?" ~*~*~*~*~ QM Note: Autoroll it is! Results of Round Three of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Special Damage/Mirror Damage/Spell/Mirror Damage (Lang Suir: 252 health-48 dmg=204 health+weakened; Heckz: -1 ether) Results of Round Four of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Special Damage/Mirror Damage/Spell/Special Damage (Lang Suir: 204 health-48 dmg=156 health+weakened; Heckz: -1 ether) Results of Round Five of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Sleight of Hand/Mirror Damage/Mirror Damage/Mirror Damage (Lang Suir: confused; Heckz: -1 ether) Results of Round Six of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Great Spell/Great Spell/Shield/Shield (Lang Suir: 156 health-48 dmg=108 health+stunned+weakened; Heckz: -1 ether) Results of Round Seven of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Spell/Special Damage/Great Spell/Sleight of Hand (Lang Suir: 108 health-60 dmg=48 health+weakened; Heckz: -1 ether) Results of Round Three of the Lang Suir Battle: >Heckz (Darkness) vs. Lang Suir - Special Damage/Shield/Spell/Mirror Damage (Lang Suir: 48 health-48 dmg=0 health; Heckz: -1 ether) Slowly but steadily Heckz diminishes the ghoul into nothingness while keeping away from her claws. Finally the necromancer's mother is laid to rest. THE BATTLE IS VICTORIOUS! Heckz gains a third of a level. The enemy drops the following loot: Manafont (Max. ether +5 when consumed.) Party at Floral Square: John 'Heckz' Brutenhal, the Ghostbuster, the Super Sleuth and the School Inspector (Cutcobra) 32 year old male human Sorcerer Level 27 *Jinxed Spells at Double Cost* *Darkness Spells Cause Weakened* Power: 39 (27+12) (Spellpower: 49 (27+12+10)) Defense: 0 Health: 35/35 (5+26+4) Ether: 16/38 (5+26+1+5+1) Gold: 316 Equipment: Solemn Dagger (WP: 12, darkness-elemental dagger, 1/2 chance of causing sealed), Magician's Gloves (Spellpower +10; suitable for mages; handwear), Cloak of Blood Magic (+5 ether, attacks made with darkness magic cause weakened; suitable for mages, necromancers and chi monks; bodywear), Bad Luck Charm (Makes the sorcerer’s spells - including Razzmatazz and Sleight of Hand - cause an additional jinxed-effect, increasing their ether cost by 1; suitable for sorcerers; accessory) Inventory: Rawr (WP:9, dagger), Bone Whip (WP:9, damages undead, whip), Assassin’s Crossbow (WP:4, each successful assassination increases WP by one permanently; suitable to assassins; crossbow), Harlot's Outfit (SP: 2, immune to poisoned; suitable for Witches, Sorcerers and Harlots; bodywear/footwear), Buffoon's Hat (Prevents anyone from taking the wearer seriously; protects from Free Hits unless the wearer is the last hero standing; headwear), Watt's Artifact (Makes the user’s attacks and spells three times more effective against demons; accessory), Robe Of The Archmagi (SP:3, Max. Ether + 5, immune to sealed; bodywear), Prayer Beads (Makes the wearer permanently blessed; accessory.), Opal (Ice), Garnet (Earth), Amethyst (Darkness), Aquamarine (Water), Ether Core, Smoke Bomb, 2x Deadly Venom, 7 Bones, Bright Polish, Bedroll, Shovel, Pickaxe, Magnifying Glass, Telescope, Magic Compass, Blue Jelly, "Fifty Shades of Bley" (Grants access to Harlot), "Begone With the Winds" (Grants access to Weather Mage), Black Market Insignia (Allows the owner to seek out a black market dealer from any city they visit on a quest, as decided by the QM.), Henry Award (Can be sold for 200 Gold or to give +1 HP or +1 Power to a character), Old Teddy (quest item), Flower-tailed Flying Squirrel (quest item), 2x Meat Lump (quest item), Borrowed All Scrolls
Khorne Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 "For crying out loud...", muttered the Nord inaudible for everyone else. His eyes traced Brown as he left the Sanctuary. Eric then walked over ti Peri and motioned towards the wings on the statue. "Yeah, a Rito. The guy's got wings. That makes him a Rito, doesn't it?"
Pyrovisionary Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 (edited) Suddenly, Jon stood up straight, taut. There was a hesitation in which he looked confused, some message obviously being conveyed. Then his shoulders sagged, despite his burden finally being lifted and, wincing, he fell to his knees with a clatter of metal. There was a gong-ish clunk as his hands flew up to rip off his helm and then cradle his heavy head. He sobbed softly, the sounds largely muffled by his hands. He'd been so. Damn. Stupid. Shed been right infront of his eyes, for months. The resemblance to her mother was uncanny, and he'd discarded her as some sort of ditz. What sort of father was he to her? Well, now he'd find out. Edited October 20, 2015 by Pyrovisionary
Zepher Posted October 21, 2015 Posted October 21, 2015 "So that was your play, Eric?" chuckles Boomingham. He felt assured he had copied the best part of the book into his own Tome of Affluence. He walks up besides Peri and stares at the statue. "Grey Angel," Boomingham explains. "Looks after us all. Part of the little pantheon I'm building, of Gods who seem sort of alright. You like him, don't you?" Boomingham glances over at Sarge. "You alright, peg leg?"
Sandy Posted October 21, 2015 Author Posted October 21, 2015 Eric then walked over ti Peri and motioned towards the wings on the statue. "Yeah, a Rito. The guy's got wings. That makes him a Rito, doesn't it?" Periwinkle blinked. "That was... whoa. But what are you yammering about, baby? That's an angel, not a Rito! You don't have to be a nun to know that much!" The priest then approached them again. "This is the statue of Grey Angel Ophaniel, who loved mortals so much he abandoned the grace of the Righteous Light. His pure white wings turned dull grey over Ennoc's disappointment in him, but he did not mind. He dedicated his existence to the protection of all mortals, despite being just a fallen angel. For his altruistic love, we forgotten ones love him back. Now, will you be spending the rest of the night with us? It is free of charge."
Khorne Posted October 21, 2015 Posted October 21, 2015 "That was... whoa. But what are you yammering about, baby? That's an angel, not a Rito! You don't have to be a nun to know that much!" Eric shrugged. "Looks like a regular Rito person to me." He shook his head. "Altruistic love, that's his divine power? What a joke. No wonder no one's ever heard of this guy."
Cutcobra Posted October 21, 2015 Posted October 21, 2015 As Heckz rests for awhile, he notices the Manafont that the hideous wight left behind. Seeing it as some kind of fancy jewelry, he tries to put it in his hair put doing so makes it explode in magical goodness that somehow goes into Heckz, apparently consuming it. Seeing that there was nothing fun to do right now, Heckz waits for whatever. He feels as if the Palace District is the safest to be at night given its apparent wealth.
Sandy Posted October 23, 2015 Author Posted October 23, 2015 QM Note: What will you do next? Take this chance to close any loose ends, for the end is nigh...
Pyrovisionary Posted October 23, 2015 Posted October 23, 2015 Ooc: Sorry, had a lot of stuff going on these past few days. i'll get a post up tomorrow before the finale.
Zepher Posted October 23, 2015 Posted October 23, 2015 OoC: Don't we have to spend the night first? I still have one or two things I want to do in the city - shop at Vipersace's, and turn in my Crystal Skull, and then I'm done. But I guess we should rest first? Boomingham unfurls his sleeping roll and snuggles up for the evening. "Tomorrow we'll finish things up, and see if the Conclave hasn't come to some sort of decision. I'm growing a little tired of all this sand. And I need a free drink, for a change." He glances at Rex. "Where are you headed after this? You said you came with some sisters, right? Which ones, and where'd they hail from?"
Sandy Posted October 23, 2015 Author Posted October 23, 2015 He glances at Rex. "Where are you headed after this? You said you came with some sisters, right? Which ones, and where'd they hail from?" "AH... Don't know yet. Me and Rhiannon haven't got any plans yet, but she always finds job for me. She's chatty like that. My little socialite, HA HA HA!" For Boomingham's other question, Rex had to ponder for a while. "I'm not sure what their names were, but they were from the High Kingdoms. Some Duplovians, some dwarves and even some elves. I thought the pointy-ears had their own gods, but I guess Danab's BOOBS enthrall people everywhere." Rex nudged Boomingham with a mischievous grin. The priest glared at them disapprovingly. "I'm not much of a gods-person, myself. Mercutio's alright, though, if he's the one who keeps the GOLD coming my way. And that Grey Angel sounded alright as well, if he was ready to defy a GOD to protect us little folks. I like your angel too, Boomers. Yeah... Barty's alright... *snore*" The wererhino was asleep all of a sudden, tired out by all the talking.
Cutcobra Posted October 23, 2015 Posted October 23, 2015 Getting bored, Heckz goes through the Holy District and the Slums to the Shipwreck Shore. In hopes of finding another resort.
Pyrovisionary Posted October 24, 2015 Posted October 24, 2015 Sarge had stopped sobbing long ago, and now leaned back with his head in his hands. His eyes were still slightly red, but his face was calm in its resolve. He sniffed to unblock his nose and stood up; this would've been less awkward but for the pegleg's hinderence. He exhaled and rolled his shoulders back. Before walking up to Periwinkle, and in an embarrased tone; spoke. "Miss, I aint usually a man of long words, but this aint usual times, so sit down because I got some news for ya. Good news - I hope." He paused for a second, and felt very stupid "Do you know who I am?" He tried to smile happily but it came off as a sheepish smirk, scars would do that to a man.
Zepher Posted October 24, 2015 Posted October 24, 2015 Boomingham watches with a certain brotherly fondness as Rex slips into sleep. He rolls over in his sleeping mat, hoping that Sarge might finish up whatever he was blubbering about so that everyone can get some rest.
Sandy Posted October 24, 2015 Author Posted October 24, 2015 "Miss, I aint usually a man of long words, but this aint usual times, so sit down because I got some news for ya. Good news - I hope." He paused for a second, and felt very stupid "Do you know who I am?" He tried to smile happily but it came off as a sheepish smirk, scars would do that to a man. Periwinkle looked at Sarge, confused. "Umm, sure... I just phased out a little there, I did not lose my memory. Did you?" Peri started to speak slowly, like to a retarded person. "You're Jon "Sarge" Mcency, from Heroica. We are in Salmanda now."
Khorne Posted October 25, 2015 Posted October 25, 2015 Eric lay down next to Boomingham and Rex and listened to their conversation. When that ran dry, he turned his attention to Sarge. Now that the Nord came to think about it, the place had been rather devoid of snarky comments for some time now. Bemused, Eric watched the show, not knowing what was unfolding before him.
Pyrovisionary Posted October 25, 2015 Posted October 25, 2015 (edited) "Umm, sure... I just phased out a little there, I did not lose my memory. Did you?" Peri started to speak slowly, like to a retarded person. "You're Jon "Sarge" Mcency, from Heroica. We are in Salmanda now." Any shame or remorse that Sarge held for the girl's fate fleeted away from him now. Even Ella wasn't this bratty, and she used 'whom' for crying out loud. A mild rage of amusement filled him, and hesitated, bearing a bemused look. Muttering "What?" to himself with great diction. F*ckit, he would be cured soon, so he fumbled with his baccy pouch and lit a cigar quickly, but soon returned to the subject. He turned to Peri once more, being as blunt as possible, then began, cigar still hanging from the side of his mouth. "In my misspent youth, before all of this mercenary megablocks o' course; I spent alot of me years in fair Charís - killing people." He waved his hand at this as if iy was assumed. "Keep up, this is the relevant part love." He barked irritably at Peri. "In Charis I had my third. Damned. Child to the witch that done cursed me." He paused "Blonde bitch, not some green skinned bint." He muttered swiftly, almost to reassure himself. "Years later, I aint seen either girl in decades. Curse still f*cking me up though, so I go to Babeleth with Eric here to find answers, fabled tower of Babel innit. It's there we meet, all grown up, my very own prissy little insufferable dame. You. My kid." There was an awkward silence, in which the only sound was the puff of Jon's cigar. "So don't give me cheek love. I brought you into this world I'll damn well take you out of it." With that, he scoffed, stubbed out his cigar and lay down on his mat. They'd be paid tomorrow. Ooc: Speech in greentext for ease of reading Edited October 25, 2015 by Pyrovisionary
Sandy Posted October 26, 2015 Author Posted October 26, 2015 F*ckit, he would be cured soon, so he fumbled with his baccy pouch and lit a cigar quickly, but soon returned to the subject. He turned to Peri once more, being as blunt as possible, then began, cigar still hanging from the side of his mouth. "In my misspent youth, before all of this mercenary megablocks o' course; I spent alot of me years in fair Charís - killing people." He waved his hand at this as if iy was assumed. "Keep up, this is the relevant part love." He barked irritably at Peri. "In Charis I had my third. Damned. Child to the witch that done cursed me." He paused "Blonde bitch, not some green skinned bint." He muttered swiftly, almost to reassure himself. "Years later, I aint seen either girl in decades. Curse still f*cking me up though, so I go to Babeleth with Eric here to find answers, fabled tower of Babel innit. It's there we meet, all grown up, my very own prissy little insufferable dame. You. My kid." There was an awkward silence, in which the only sound was the puff of Jon's cigar. "So don't give me cheek love. I brought you into this world I'll damn well take you out of it." Periwinkle was dumbfounded. "What?! Could it be...? After all this time, my erstwhile father appears to me in the form of a grumpy old soldier? No wonder my mother never talked about you. She's dead now, you know, murdered by superstitious villagers of the shithole that is now called Vega. I was nine back then, so ten years have already passed... There was this woman in the lynch mob, who thought I was pretty enough to be spared, so she took me to her house as a skivvy. But I didn't like her, so when the Emerald Emperor came and turned the whole town into an amusement park, I took off. All the men seemed to think I was a pretty little thing, so I went to work at Le Chateau Des Coeurs. That's the name of Glimda's brothel, if you remember. As you well know, I wasn't happy there either. I don't think I've ever been happy anywhere..." Periwinkle paused and stared at Sarge for a good while. "What now? Even if you are my father, I am my own woman now. All grown up, as Eric here can testify. Where do we go from here?"
Zepher Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 Boomingham attempts to shove his pillow over his ears, but he still catches the general gist of the conversation. He rolls over in his mat, unable to sleep, and blinks at the two. He licks his lips, ready to speak, but words aren't coming too easy to him. "Look," he says finally. "It- family is-" He wipes his brow with his hand. "Olegaia is tough to predict. This may not be what you always hoped for. I know, you can take care of yourself, Peri. And, Hels, who even knows if Peg Leg is right. But it's not the worst thing in the world either. I got a few younger heroes I look after. And they end up looking after me when I need it too. And I'm not saying we're a family or what not, but it isn't the worst thing in the world. So, if he doesn't make you sick, and vice versa, might be worth it to have someone to keep an eye out for you when you need it. Because he will. But that means you got to keep your eye out for him too." "And if he doesn't, I will. So, Hels, who cares who your father is. I'd say you should say a-okay and let it be what it is."
Khorne Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 Eric's sly grin soon dwindled into a blank face. If Eric had been drinking something when Sarge dropped the bomb, he would've surely spit out the liquid in a comical way. Sweat pearls formed on the Nord's forehead and slowly the great warrior crept up alongside the wall. In a near catatonic state he strolled outside to get a breath of fresh air, merely repeating the word "no, no, no, no, ..." . Of all the people in the world he could do, he managed to do his friend's long lost daughter.
Zepher Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 "Ah, Peg Leg, you upset the big boy," chuckles Boomingham before rolling back over and trying once more to fall asleep.
Pyrovisionary Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 (edited) Periwinkle was dumbfounded. "What?! Could it be...? After all this time, my erstwhile father appears to me in the form of a grumpy old soldier? No wonder my mother never talked about you. She's dead now, you know, murdered by superstitious villagers of the shithole that is now called Vega. I was nine back then, so ten years have already passed... There was this woman in the lynch mob, who thought I was pretty enough to be spared, so she took me to her house as a skivvy. But I didn't like her, so when the Emerald Emperor came and turned the whole town into an amusement park, I took off. All the men seemed to think I was a pretty little thing, so I went to work at Le Chateau Des Coeurs. That's the name of Glimda's brothel, if you remember. As you well know, I wasn't happy there either. I don't think I've ever been happy anywhere..." Periwinkle paused and stared at Sarge for a good while. "What now? Even if you are my father, I am my own woman now. All grown up, as Eric here can testify. Where do we go from here?" Sarge held his hat in his hands for a moment in silence. Then nodded solemnly. He then looked at his feet, and smiled with no shame. He hesitated for a moment, and thought about what to say. After a second, he spoke "Well, I don't exactly need to raise ya, but. I'm sure your half sister's'd love to meed you." He looked at Eric's muttering and gave him a happy knowing look. Edited October 26, 2015 by Pyrovisionary
Sandy Posted October 27, 2015 Author Posted October 27, 2015 After a second, he spoke "Well, I don't exactly need to raise ya, but. I'm sure your half sister's'd love to meed you." "I'd like that. I honestly can't see the resemblance between you and me, but maybe I can spot it from them. What are their names? Do they live in Eubric as well?"
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