Heroica RPG - Quest #139: Around the World

[JimBee]

Hybros scratched his head underneath his hat as the heroes organized. "Then Hoke, Arthur, their dragons and I will join you going east, Guffington, and the others will go with Daneeka to the west."

Hybros seemed satisfied with the division. He turned to Dyric. "Here, you may as well hold onto these again, eheh. I do not doubt your abilities after our last quest." He handed the assassin his Banana Bladerang and Cloak of the Red Assassin. He also addressed Guts. "It is too bad we are always separated on these things, heheh. Take care. And give my regards to Daneeka."

"Before you go, I want you to have this." Arthur pulls his Unlucky Horseshoe from an inner pocket and hands it to Dyric. "It's...a reminder of a certain night--the Foundation Day Ball, actually--but seeing as I can't use it anymore, you'd make better use of it. It's yours." Reaching from the same pocket, he extracts the Noble Mask and lends it to Matthias, along with his Staff of Ennon. "This Mask is a reminder of a old friend who also retired from Heroica. He moved to Dastan some time ago...another reason I want to visit."

Hybros eyed the mask. "Is that... That belongs to Tarn! Heh, Noble Tarn. I had heard he left for Dastan. I wonder if he is still there... I do not know how you came to hold that mask, but I would like to see to it that it is returned to him."

[Scubacarrot]

Hybros scratched his head underneath his hat as the heroes organized. "Then Hoke, Arthur, their dragons and I will join you going east, Guffington, and the others will go with Daneeka to the west."

"Not so fast, Hybros. We're not done yet."

It is too bad we are always separated on these things, heheh. Take care. And give my regards to Daneeka."

"Heh. I will. Bring me back a souvenir from Dastan or Xu, will you."

[JimBee]

"Not so fast, Hybros. We're not done yet."

"Well we will let Purpearl and Matthias decide."

"Heh. I will. Bring me back a souvenir from Dastan or Xu, will you."

Hybros gave a wink. "I hear there is plenty of sand in Dastan, heheh."

[Zepher]

OoC: Guffington stepped inside, and has asked Guts and Hybros to go in once their decision is made. Only pointing it out since some people have addressed him. Probably should have bolded it.

[Scubacarrot]

Hybros gave a wink. "I hear there is plenty of sand in Dastan, heheh."

Guts raises an eyebrow: "What's with you and sand, somehow whenever we're here at Guffington's, for whatever reason sand is involved with you. Didn't you steal Lady Felix's sand or something equally ridiculous?"

[Zepher]

"Steal my what?" asks Lady Felix with a sly smile.

[Scubacarrot]

Guts curses various bodyparts of Mercutio for not noticing Lady Felix was still out here, he spins around and answers quickly: "I'm just reminding Hybros to watch out for sandstorms in Dastan and the sands of time of course. They tend to get messy when Guffington's around. You know"

[UsernameMDM]

OoC - going to reply soon. Traveling. Pls don't leave till Hoke can respond. Thx.

[Flipz]

Hybros scratched his head underneath his hat as the heroes organized. "Then Hoke, Arthur, their dragons and I will join you going east, Guffington, and the others will go with Daneeka to the west."

Hybros seemed satisfied with the division. He turned to Dyric. "Here, you may as well hold onto these again, eheh. I do not doubt your abilities after our last quest." He handed the assassin his Banana Bladerang and Cloak of the Red Assassin. He also addressed Guts. "It is too bad we are always separated on these things, heheh. Take care. And give my regards to Daneeka."

Hybros eyed the mask. "Is that... That belongs to Tarn! Heh, Noble Tarn. I had heard he left for Dastan. I wonder if he is still there... I do not know how you came to hold that mask, but I would like to see to it that it is returned to him."

"Yes, it was a parting gift from Tarn himself just before he left to Dastan. He seemed quite happy to be going with Princess Ella...they make a very nice couple. I look forward to seeing them again"

"Steal my what?" asks Lady Felix with a sly smile.

Arthur turns to Lady Felix. "Forgive me, Lady Felix, for a rude question so soon after we have met, but I have never met anyone of your species before. Who, and what, are you?"

Edited July 24, 2015 by Flipz

[JimBee]

Guts raises an eyebrow: "What's with you and sand, somehow whenever we're here at Guffington's, for whatever reason sand is involved with you. Didn't you steal Lady Felix's sand or something equally ridiculous?"

"Steal my what?" asks Lady Felix with a sly smile.

Hybros elbowed Guts in the thigh, hard. "We want to leave this manor still in one piece, do we not?" He forced through gritted teeth.

"Yes, it was a parting gift from Tarn himself just before he left to Dastan. He seemed quite happy to be going with Princess Ella...they make a very nice couple. I look forward to seeing them again"

Hybros shook his head, but smiled. "That sounds like Noble Tarn to me. Stealing a princess away and leaving behind his duties, heheheh."

[Zepher]

Guts curses various bodyparts of Mercutio for not noticing Lady Felix was still out here, he spins around and answers quickly: "I'm just reminding Hybros to watch out for sandstorms in Dastan and the sands of time of course. They tend to get messy when Guffington's around. You know"

"How very considerate of you. Looking out for your friend."

Arthur turns to Lady Felix. "Forgive me, Lady Felix, for a rude question so soon after we have met, but I have never met anyone of your species before. Who, and what, are you?"

"Who am I? I am Zora Felix, a socialite." She shrugs with a loose smile. "I travel here, attend this gala there, so on. As for my race, I'm a Selkreeth. There's not many of us in the Free Isles, I'll give you that." She eyes the young adventurer and takes a step closer to him. "Arthur, was it? Zeigfried? Aren't they one of the big name families around here?"

[Flipz]

"Who am I? I am Zora Felix, a socialite." She shrugs with a loose smile. "I travel here, attend this gala there, so on. As for my race, I'm a Selkreeth. There's not many of us in the Free Isles, I'll give you that." She eyes the young adventurer and takes a step closer to him. "Arthur, was it? Zeigfried? Aren't they one of the big name families around here?"

"We are. We don't really advertize it much, but we're the one of the most powerful Circles of Mages in Eubric, if not across the whole of Olegaia. I...only recently learned of my heritage however. My mother is Valentine Ziegfried, inventor of the Z-mail system so many folks use these days." Arthur beams in pride at his mother's accomplishments--accomplishments, he suddenly remembered, that his father had tried to steal for himself. "I...very much prefer Mom's side of the family to the one in which I was raised."

Miirym perks up at the mention of Arthur's past. She shifts her position next to Torc so that she can both listen to Arthur and speak to her fellow Dragon. "<He mentions his past often, but rarely speaks of it directly in my presence. Is this a habit your companion shares as well?>" she inquires of the fiery reptile.

[StickFig]

Having eventually walked into the courtyard with the others, Matthias ignores most of the conversation, staring angrily at Hoke but unwilling to make a fuss in front of the others. Munchkin?! the word sears in the gnome's mind. And then some lordly mage the gnome's only met in the Hall just hands Matthias equipment, as if his own stovepipe and trio of projectile pushers weren't good enough. When finally Guts speaks up, on Matthias' behalf, the gnome is only too glad to hand the staff and mask to Hybros and turn his back on the two dragons, even as enticing as they are in all their wonder and glory. "Dastan sounds incredible, but I'd rather not travel with such rude companions," the gnome remarks, almost unaware he's spoken in a poor imitation of the dragons' tongue; focusing himself and switching to common language, he gives his best steely eyed glare, which isn't incredibly intimidating coming from an 18-inch man in a 9-inch hat. "I think I'll travel to Baltarok."

Matthias generally speaks in an orange-ish brown but it's deep green when he's using Animal Talk.

[Purpearljellyblob]

Arthur finally pulls out an Enchanted Bracelet and a pair of Stingy Gloves he lends to Purpearl. "I unfortunately don't have much gear for you to use, Lady Purpearl, but perhaps these will be useful."

Accepting the items from Regulus, "Regulus, pleasure to see you and your companion again. I am sure they will be useful." Purpearl equips the Stingy Gloves.

Hoke pats Arthur on the back, acknowledges Guts, and nods to Purpearl.

"I believe I remember you and the munchkin over there were traveling with a circus troupe?"

"Indeed, although I am much relieved that the munchkin isn't travelling with us this time. I send my condolences to those who are working with him this time."

Finally, he introduced himself to the Mystic Knight and Druid. "You must be Purpearl and Matthias. I am Hybros."

Purpearl places her staff on her armour and nods politely at the imp, "Purpearl Berthadhiell, Mystic Knight."

"...These artifacts may be guarded well, and it would be a mistake to assume that political connections and knowledge of the region will not come into play."

"Turning one against each other for the gain of the other other." Purpearl shakes her head in disappointment, "I may not hold back if there is a need to if I was in Dastan or Xu or High Kingdoms, but not the Orcs of Baltarok."

Hybros, why don't you take the Mage. She seems like she'd enjoy the sights of Xu."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Purpearl one of the Heroes of Baltarok as well? Perhaps she will have some helpful connections there as well."

Guts scowls at Arthur, then shrugged, signifying it was up to Purpearl where she wanted to go.

"Well we will let Purpearl and Matthias decide."

Purpearl clears her throat, "Guts and I may have some animosity in the past, but I have to agree with him this time. Seems like the shield wielders are not balanced out between the two parties, but choices are choices." Turning to Guts, "Do you think your party can hold up without a shield? Seems like the others have made their decisions. If you're happy without one then I will pay a visit to Dastan and Xu. The decision is yours, Guts."

Taking notice of Dyric, Purpearl nods, "Well met. Dyric, Assassin at the Bridge."

Edited July 24, 2015 by Purpearljellyblob

[UsernameMDM]

"<...if this Dyric fellow inspires you to talk this much, perhaps you should be separated,>" Miirym grumbles, settling down next to Torc. Though her tone held no true distaste for the Duplovian, neither did it carry any respect.

Torc eyes the diminutive golden dragon but does not make a move to communicate other than exhaling a thick cloud of acidic smoke onto her fellow dragon

Guts returns Hoke gazes and with a grin taps his dagger to signify his preferred solution to political sensitivities.

"Works every time," Hoke says with smirk.

Arthur turns to Hoke. "It'd probably be best not to mount Torc while we're there, Hoke--the people of Xu might percieve it as a slight against her."

"Kind of hard to hide that fact with the harness she is wearing. We do as we do, though I will not look to offend out hosts. Wait to you see us take flight in battle."

Miirym perks up at the mention of Arthur's past. She shifts her position next to Torc so that she can both listen to Arthur and speak to her fellow Dragon. "<He mentions his past often, but rarely speaks of it directly in my presence. Is this a habit your companion shares as well?>" she inquires of the fiery reptile.

Torc eyes the golden dragon when addressed, her amber eyes a boiling rage of a volcanic inferno and yet a calm sea at the same time.

"Dastan sounds incredible, but I'd rather not travel with such rude companions," the gnome remarks, almost unaware he's spoken in a poor imitation of the dragons' tongue

Torc seems to ignore the small fellow.

"Indeed, although I am much relieved that the munchkin isn't travelling with us this time. I send my condolences to those who are working with him this time."

"Ahem," Hoke clears his throat to get her attention as jabs a thumb towards Matthias.

[The Legonater]

Brother! And here I thought you had left. It is a pleasure to see you once again. I only hope this fares better than our previous ventures.

Well met, Miirym. I haven't met a dragon I haven't liked, and like Guffington I look forward to continuing that trend.

I take the horseshoe, recalling another dragon from that night as well as a vigilante and a certain woman.

I also of in greeting toPurpeal, recalling that day.

[JimBee]

Hybros held the Noble Mask in his hands, recalling the pagoda in Xu where he got it and later gave to Tarn. He had almost forgotten his failure there, and the 108 Stars of Destiny that had overpowered him and his allies. He wasn't sure what it would be like going back, but if he ran into that group of bandits again he would make sure the tables were turned.

"Very well then. Should we go inside to tell Guffington of our plan?"

Hybros heads for the grand doors of the manor.

OOC: Forgot to bold this earlier, but Hybros handed off his COTRA and Bladerang to Dyric. Also, I'm going camping this weekend so I probably won't be able to post until Sunday afternoon (starting this evening). Flipz can control Hybros' actions until then.

[Scubacarrot]

"The decision is yours, Guts."

"We'll be fine. Besides, we're taking the healer."

"Very well then. Should we go inside to tell Guffington of our plan?"

"Yeah. Let's go inside."

[Flipz]

OOC: Hey, Legonater, could you please check our personal PM? I'd like to conclude our deal before the parties split.

Accepting the items from Regulus, "Regulus, pleasure to see you and your companion again. I am sure they will be useful." Purpearl equips the Stingy Gloves.

"Indeed, although I am much relieved that the munchkin isn't travelling with us this time. I send my condolences to those who are working with him this time."

"Munchkin? The only Munchkin I know is a hideously disrespectful Human that Hoke and I had to deal with in a Shadeaux - run winery. I am most thankful we will not be traveling with that'Whisperer' fellow."

Edited July 24, 2015 by Flipz

[UsernameMDM]

"Munchkin? The only Munchkin I know is a hideously disrespectful Human that Hoke and I had to deal with in a Shadeaux - run winery. I am most thankful we will not be traveling with that'Whisperer' fellow."

"I honestly don't think Munchkins exist. I'm pretty sure he is really just some angsty know-it-all youngling," Hoke notes with a shrug,"That was an overly long night."

[Flipz]

Brother! And here I thought you had left. It is a pleasure to see you once again. I only hope this fares better than our previous ventures.

Well met, Miirym. I haven't met a dragon I haven't liked, and like Guffington I look forward to continuing that trend.

I take the horseshoe, recalling another dragon from that night as well as a vigilante and a certain woman.

I also of in greeting to Purpeal, recalling that day.

"Well...truth be told, my presence here is on similar terms to Lady Felix--not as a member of Heroica, but as a private citizen. Miirym and I have been wanting to go on a journey to explore her heritage. Master Guffington's expedition seemed to be the best opportunity available to us, especially since it meant getting to work with Heroes again."

"I honestly don't think Munchkins exist. I'm pretty sure he is really just some angsty know-it-all youngling," Hoke notes with a shrug,"That was an overly long night."

"In fairness, those were both hallmarks of my earlier years in Heroica. Does the fact that such things now irritate the Hel out of me mean I'm getting old?" Arthur chuckles, while Miirym exchanges a glance with Torc before rolling her eyes and puffing out a burst of smoke in mild amusement.

Edited July 24, 2015 by Flipz

[Purpearljellyblob]

"Ahem," Hoke clears his throat to get her attention as jabs a thumb towards Matthias.

"Who's a munchkin here?" Turning to look in the direction Hoke's indicating and finds Matthias. Relieved, Purpearl turns back to Hoke, "Gnomish ancestry."

"We'll be fine. Besides, we're taking the healer."

"Alright, Dastan, Xu then."

[StickFig]

Matthias can't take the Munchkin talk any longer. He marches over to Hoke and looks up the man from about knee level. "Gnome. Not Munchkin. Got it, bigjob?" The demanding look on the little druid's face would be enough to cause even a fearless warrior to pause, if the warrior was also very tiny.

[UsernameMDM]

"Who's a munchkin here?" Turning to look in the direction Hoke's indicating and finds Matthias. Relieved, Purpearl turns back to Hoke, "Gnomish ancestry."

"Ah, my mistake."

[StickFig]

Matthias squints up at the man for a moment longer, then turns his back on Hoke and strides away towards ...well, towards somewhere else in the courtyard where he wouldn't have to deal with these people.