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"Oh no, forgive me. I believe I interrupted first. Anyways, I am Alexandre, le Chevalier. Pleased to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine." Thalion bowed slightly. After listening to the discussion the knights had he added, "Good luck with your guild gentlemen, but if you'll excuse me, I have some training to do. I'll be back later..."

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Sarge eyes Thalion as he leaves for the training room. I wonder what he'll become. Maybe a Sage? "Gentlemen" Says sarge as he turns back to his fellow Knights " I would say that we need a cause. Every guild of this sort has one. I suggest we attempt to take down the wolfgang. Any other suggestions?"

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"I agree, the Wolfgang are vile and their leaders have duped everyone into believing their doing crime for good. Heroes such as Docken and Guts agree with us. We could gain valuable support with them. Also, maybe we could have a treasury of some sort to fund our Round Table. For example, after each quest we go on, we give 10% or something, of our total gold to the treasurer. Then, suppose Knight X wants to buy armor for 200 gold, but he only has 150. He could request 50 gold from the treasurer and all the knights vote to approve the fund."

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"I agree, the Wolfgang are vile and their leaders have duped everyone into believing their doing crime for good. Heroes such as Docken and Guts agree with us. We could gain valuable support with them. Also, maybe we could have a treasury of some sort to fund our Round Table. For example, after each quest we go on, we give 10% or something, of our total gold to the treasurer. Then, suppose Knight X wants to buy armor for 200 gold, but he only has 150. He could request 50 gold from the treasurer and all the knights vote to approve the fund."

Sarge lifts his drink to Alexanders suggestions and nods in agreement "Sounds good."

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"Shall we instead go on quest 76? We don't have enough elemental weapons to hurt the undead."

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Following the departure of Thalion, Alexander also decides to leave the company "Training is calling, friends. See you soon." says the elven archer to the trio of knight. Then he leaves the Hall heading to the Training Room.

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"Shall we instead go on quest 76? We don't have enough elemental weapons to hurt the undead."

"The reward aint' as good :drunk: but we need to wait to get some gems before we can go killing zombies."

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"Haha, well for me 100 gold is a lot. :blush: But yes, we'll fail the quest fast." Alexandre signs up for quest 76.

Edited by Capt.JohnPaul

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As Jeaux walked up the steps to the Hall he found himself once again envolped in darkness. This feeling was all too familiar to him. He remembered experiencing it once before on his first quest for Heroica, but there was still the nagging sensation that he had been here before. There was a voice echoing in the background. Someone singing. Jeaux reached out for the voice calling out, "Who's there?"

"Well I'll be a Meta-simian's uncle, you can actually hear me. Months and months of screaming in your head finally paid off. It's about time we had a little ethereal orb to little ethereal orb chat."

Jeaux heard the man's voice but could not see him in the sea of night. It was a familiar voice. One of the few familiar voices Jeaux knew.

"Nilrem, is that you? Where are we?"

"Hey you remembered, I always like to think I make an impression on people, even if we've never officially met. As to our current location, we're in your noggin. Metaphorically speaking of course. Physically we're probably in an alternate dimension, or metaphysical realm, or ethereal plane, or some other mumbo jumbo retcon thing-a-ma-jig. It's really not all that important."

"Am I dead?"

"You've been dead... mostly, ever since the soul transfer."

"The soul transfer?"

The other voice sighed, "It's amazing how some people are completely blind to what is right in front of them. They see what they want to see, and yet I still don't have a chin that was chiseled out of marble. Wood sure, but who wants a wooden chin."

"I don't understand what you mean"

"You were dead ... ish when I found you. I thought I'd try to help, do a good turn daily and stuff, so I went through my junk bin and found a scroll I picked up at a pawn shop once. It had this spooky ancient look to it and I thought it was cool. Anyway, I tried to use it to bind your soul to a dummy I had lying around so you would live after your body had passed on. Turns out necromancy scrolls aren't quite as simple as your basic magic missle. Who'd a thunk? Anyway long story short, half your soul was bound to the automaton and half of it was destroyed. Then for some reason the hole that was remaining felt like grabbing on to me and tore my soul in two as well. Thanks for that by the way."

"That's not possible. I'm not a machine."

"Really, when was the last time you actually slept? or ate? or went to the little boy's room? You see what you want to and you want to see yourself as a human, sadly that time has passed."

Jeaux began to think on what the voice was saying to him. He was sure he had done all of those things, but when he tried to remember any specific instances nothing came. Could this voice be right, could Jeaux be an automaton, a dummy, a thing. The startling revelation yanked him out of the darkness and back to reality.

Jeaux discovered he had fallen down the stairs, landing in a heap at their base next to the street. As he moved to push himself back to his feet, what he saw nearly made him collapse a second time. The yellow hands he was so used to were no longer yellow. They seemed to be made of metal with a pearl white paint coating, he quickly scanned the surrounding environment for a reflective surface and discovered a puddle nearby. As he stared into the glass like reflection of the water he no longer saw his face staring back at him, but instead the face of an expressionless wooden mannequin. It would appear Nilrem had told him the truth. Jeaux was not the man he had thought, he was not even a man. He headed into the hall to grab a stiff drink. Something he could really use at the moment.

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Heckz enters the hall and directly goes to the saloon without looking or talking to anyone. He sits in an empty table and takes out a piece of parchment from his pocket.

Reminder List:

-Get rid of pointy hat, attracts way too much attention and we don't want that, do we?

-Dye hair, Town Watch guards will recognize me.

-Now that I think about it my hair is gorgeous and I don't want to change it.

-Get gold

-Spend gold (duh)

-Kiss someone

-Act crazier so people think you are nuts

Upon finishing reading the list, Heckz throws the hat, freezes it in mid-air and as it lands near a table with 3 knights and it shatters in a million pieces.

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Edited by Eric Su

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Sir Brickington takes a piece of the hat and walks over to Heckz table,"Excuse me, I think this belongs to you." It was more of a nice way of saying "don't bother us, punk."

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Sir Brickington takes a piece of the hat and walks over to Heckz table,"Excuse me, I think this belongs to you." It was more of a nice way of saying "don't bother us, punk."

Heckz grabs it, licks it and then says "It did, until I got rid of it 3 seconds ago. I'm sorry if the 'landing' of this bothered you." Heckz grabs the piece of iced hat, orders a mead and puts the piece in the drink.

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2s8gxon.jpg "Alright, looks like there's a few more. Good." Stated the hooded Hinckwell employee from before.

Current Sign-Ups for Quest 76

Alaxandre le Chevalier

Drake Flamerobe (xxlRocka)

Sir Brickington (Brickington)

Alaxandre le Chevalier (Capt.JohnPaul)

Sarge (Pyrovisionary)

William (Fred Daniel Yam)

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Sir Brickington was surprised. The man looked as if he was in his earlier twenties, but his voice was of a man in his earlier thirties. "Strange character" murmured Sir Brickington. "Who are you" he asked to this strange man.

OOC: I am talking to Heckz, not the Hinkwell man.

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Sir Brickington was surprised. The man looked as if he was in his earlier twenties, but his voice was of a man in his earlier thirties. "Strange character" murmured Sir Brickington. "Who are you" he asked to this strange man.

OOC: I am talking to Heckz, not the Hinkwell man.

Heckz gave Sir Brickington a strange look "What the hell. You were like one of the first people to talk to me here."

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"Wait a second! I remember you! You were the guy with the pointy hat and knew all of those magic tricks. I first greeted you with Karie. Sorry about that, busy like you know. How have you been?" Sir Brickington was a bit embarrassed but didn't know why he didn't recognized him. "Maybe it's the hair" Sir Brickington thought to himself.

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Haldor swaggered into back into the hall, a cheery smile on his lips and a mug of ale in one hand. The nord needed some time to relax, and a place to sit down. He spied a large round table set near the centre of the hall with some familiar and some strange faces sat around it; immediately Haldor moved over to take a seat, helping himself to a half-drunk tankard that someone had left there on his way.

"Oya, fine gentlemen. Lovely table you got here. Sarge, it's been a little while, good to see you. Mind if I...?"

The norseman plants his heavy boots heavily on the table and leans back in his chair, not waiting for an answer.

"Sarge's a solid chap, but I don't know the rest of you. Care to introduce yourselves? Name's Haldor, by the way."

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Sarge asks Sir Brickingotn, in an amused manner "You know this kid?" Sarge turns to Heckz " What's your name lad?"

Haldor swaggered into back into the hall, a cheery smile on his lips and a mug of ale in one hand. The nord needed some time to relax, and a place to sit down. He spied a large round table set near the centre of the hall with some familiar and some strange faces sat around it; immediately Haldor moved over to take a seat, helping himself to a half-drunk tankard that someone had left there on his way.

"Oya, fine gentlemen. Lovely table you got here. Sarge, it's been a little while, good to see you. Mind if I...?"

The norseman plants his heavy boots heavily on the table and leans back in his chair, not waiting for an answer.

"Sarge's a solid chap, but I don't know the rest of you. Care to introduce yourselves? Name's Haldor, by the way."

Sarge sees haldor come back from his latest quest and Greets him "Haldor! :grin: I hear you went off to kill some lizards? How was it? Let me indroduce you to this Round table of knights.... And whoever that is" Sarge indicates Heckz " Sir Brickington meet Haldor, Haldor meet sir Brickington." Sarge turns to Alexandre le chevalier " Alexandre meet Haldor, Haldor meet Alexandre" Sarge relaxes in his chair and rests his pegleg on the table " And now that's done let's get some mead! :drunk:"

Edited by Pyrovisionary

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"Wait a second! I remember you! You were the guy with the pointy hat and knew all of those magic tricks. I first greeted you with Karie. Sorry about that, busy like you know. How have you been?" Sir Brickington was a bit embarrassed but didn't know why he didn't recognized him. "Maybe it's the hair" Sir Brickington thought to himself.

"I killed ghosts and then oversized Newts, you know, the everyday rutine. How are you?"

Sarge asks Sir Brickingotn, in an amused manner "You know this kid?" Sarge turns to Heckz " What's your name lad?"

Heckz streches out his hand to the old man "Jo- I MEAN-Heckz Brutenhal, at your service if you pay me." Heckz notices Haldor and without saying anything gave him back his rod and emerald.

Edited by Eric Su

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Sir Brickington answered Sarge, "He's not really a kid. He's more than ten years older than me." Then he looked at Haldor, "Nice to meet you."

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"Nice to meet you Haldor. I am Alexandre. Le Chevalier." Alexandre smiles, he was looking at a real warrior here. A warrior who could smash giant dinosaurs.

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Haldor quietly accepts his items back from Heckz, not wishing to make it too obvious that he knew the man. Afterwards, the nord turns his attention back to the two knights sitting around the table.

"Likewise, Alexandre and you other bloke. Didn't catch your name. So, what kind of stuff you been up to lately?" Haldor gestures towards Brickington. "You new here? Haven't seen you before in these parts."

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"I recently escorted a man into the sewers. Turns out there is a magic door there that could lead to the ruins of a lost civilization of Moon Elves."

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