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Alright, understandable.

Keliim greets the farmer."That be what we are h're for. Hmm, what kind o' big thing ye have seen up nort'?" He asks polishing the greatsword. Keliim nods to Siercon and as he extends his hand, he shakes it. "Hello, Siercon." OOC: Sorry, I had forgotten to make some of the changes to my character under the "spoiler" tag on the Hero Statistics page, I have updated it now. Nothing much but I should only have 20 gold and be wearing the Lethauros Mail instead of the Gauntlets.

Whaat As others has said, is this made of Lego? Totally awesome model. By a quick first look, one can´t say that ship is made out of Lego. Great job

Keliim arrive at the farm and sees the Ezeran is there, he nods at the Sorcerer. "So, we art h're."

Keliim walks over to the potionshop and buys 3 potions, 2 grandpotions, 3 meads, 1 smellingsalts (125-105= 20 gold) Then he bids farewell to Fenrí and goes to the Farm.

Keliim drinks his mead. And follows Ezeran to the questboard. He can see his own name as one that had been choosen. "A good group but the lack of a healer will make it harder." He thought to himself and was a bit disappointed that master Vindsval was not among the choosen. Then he and Fenri the wolf left for the marketplace.

If I would merge any gem in the first place, i would go myself with a diamond. Because against demons and dark. The other option/idea I have had is a ruby. Maybe a strange question about fields of glory herochoices. There were 5 choosen heroes but isn't there 6 possible slots to fill? There were 9 who had signed up, why not fill all 6?

"the right size"? What kind of quest are you planning?

Ok I will contact Sandy then.

So does anyone have any quests planned or inplanning/not yet approved? Because I would have a short One for low level heroes.

"Aye, easy it be when ye cross th't line. Anyone can swing somethin' tae kill. Killin' doesn't solve problems, usually it just opens up more. But everybody has th'ir own view on things 'nd have tae live with th' choices they make..." The big man looks at the Wakorian. "Hopefuly ye be wise enough tae not make th' wrong ones!" Then he looks away and concentrates on what happens at the table.

Keliim had calmed himself but one could still see twitching in his arms and the bloodveins around the demonmarks were darker. "Aye, hate 'nd rage will make one just weak, th' Crimson Crown kultist se work'd with, her name was Avina, she was blind'd by th'beliefs. But it is true th't everyone has tae watch what path they are taking" He pulls up the sleeve on his right arm and shows the mark of the dark one. "I also have some demonic presence inside o' mi. It is th' mark o' mi former master, form time tae time I can feel his presence strong especially if I get angry 'nd there is bloodshed. On th't quest when we work'd with Crimson Crown, I almost got out o' control 'nd lost it. After th' quest I had tae get out o' th's all." As he speaks the new guy comes around. Fenri turns to him and snarls. "Why kill at all. Th't should be th' last option, after all what I have done 'nd seen th' pacifist 'nd helpin' path what I have take now is a better way. Th're is battle ye cant get out o' without bloodshed, but tae keep it tae minimum th' better 'nd in th' end ye have not need tae kill tae th' end battle."

Fenrì gets closer to Ezeran and his hand and carefuly sniffs it. Kellim listening to the story of Zylstras destruction and it bothered him much, so many innocent people had to suffer. "Crimson Crown...!" A anger kind of state went through the big mans eyes, his mouth twitched and he gripped his fist when he heard that Crimson Crown was behind the thing. The just a second ago so calm and laid-back warrior changed totally, he poured the mug of mead down his throat to calm him self down. "Could had guess'd those air-heads w're behind something like th't... th' Cardinal, ye said it was she. Ye saw her face or did she use one o' those white masks? 'nd She got away, tae my knowledge th' Cardinal is th' leader of th' dread'd cult. Disturbin' news. Do ye know if they have more o' this Etherium?" He pauses They will be back, 'nd will probably hit hard'r th'n... against Heroica also, we are enemies now in th'ir eyes... but I atleast will be waitin'"

"Aye, alrecht." Talks a bit more quiet, "Germ, th't wast th' strange one th't bought mi longsword, right?" Empties another mead and asks Ezeran, "So ye said ye wh're tae Zylstra on a quest recently, what wast th't ye said it was burn'd down? Wh't 'bout all th' gnomes 'nd other citizens?" Fenrì the wolf wakes form its sleep and circles away from behind Keliims chair, it walks beside Ezeran and lies down and looks with intrest but slight confussion on the slumbering demonbelly.

Keliim while drinking his mead, he thinks about who had signed up, including himself, for the fields so far. He looks through the hall to see all of them. In the same table there was Ezeran and Kiray, Zannaqim, Siercon. Then there was Vindsval, Jinnipher and Arthur had maybe he´ll sign up. Then he also spots the newcomer Addok-Zo. He asks Kiray, "Ye came back fr'm th' fields recently, what kind o' party did ye have 'nd how didst ye fare?"

It would be fun to be on one of your quests again. You have many instore still. #Filpz What did you mean, you know something we others don't or are you just being sarcastic :tongue:

Keliim signs up for Fields of glory, if it somehow had gone missing. The big man brings over a plate of different drinks from the bar, mead,red vine, ale etc. He takes one of the meads and sits down. He asks Arthur, "Wh're ye one o' th' heroes who wh're on th' Guffington quest while back, th' one around th'world?"

"Aye, ofcourse. Apologize tae ye master Vindsval, forgot 'bout ye 'nd yer holy feature. As long ye art with us, we shall be good."

"Th't be true, th't we´re plant'd somewh're 'nd just have tae make do. But in th' bad th're be always somethin' good, I habt find again a life purpose h're compar'd tae th' evil doin' I didst wh'n I was a pawn in th' Dark ones army." Keliim empties yet again a mug of mead, the last one on the table, it seemed he needed to get some more. As he gets up to get some drinks from the bar, he asks, "If Boris won´t be comin' tae th' fields, is th're a other cleric th't could join us."

When Kiray mentioned the word home, he started to think about his own home, south Roawia and the captialtown of Dùnaidh. How long it had been that he had seen it, the palace on top of the mountain surrounded by the town and the snowclouded mountainsides, pinetrees and the lakes with pure, fresh water. "Hmm, aye, home. Nay I been not from around h're, I am from a land call'd Roawia. Habt ye heard o', I guess not because it seems no one has, it is no place what can be found in any of th' maps or charts o' Olegaia. People tend tae disbelieve mi when I say th't I am not from around h're, somhow I am not from th's world. He pauses a bit, "Can't blame em, I habt a hard time believin' it miself."

Keliim laughs when Boris remarks about the farm and the sword and says with smile, "Hahaha, true what be worse than a possessed being. Then he motions at the weapons on his back "Aye, t' bigg'r th' better, 'nd it looks a bit strange if a man o' my size would swing around with some small ' nd elegant weapon, won 't ye think?" "Oh well maybe we willst be on a quest again when th're will be some other up on th' board."

"If it be up tae me, ofcourse. Take a seat master Vindsval. "So it though ye tae be its master or somethin'. Mi neither say anythin' if they are useful or not but in group 'nd in wrong hands they are might dangerous. So Kiray, ye from th't place Dastan 'nd have ye been long in Eubric?" "I don't know.." Keliim was dazzled about that half the hall were signing up for the fields, the lack of other quests probably was a big reason. "naay, not really but mi sword hand is itching from th' lack o' quests. 'nd I have never try'd it out." He took a sip from his mug and motioned the vampire come join them. "this shoutin' isn't polite, come join us h're, old firend, I canst remember us talking 'bout it a long time ago, why don't ye sign up also." The big man saw a small strange figure kicking around stuff and asking about the longsword he was holding in his hands. "This one, aa aye. It be thine, odd wee fellow." He handed the imperial longsword to Germ over and took the gold. "Mighty good sword even if it wast too wee in mi hands 'nd I used it as a toothpick." the big man says with a laugh.

Keliim looks at the strange black mist warrior and says, "Sure aye, ye look like a being th't can hold yer own in battle. Feel free tae join us, I be Keliim. Fenri the direwolf started to feel like it was getting too packed to sleep under the table, with all the new people around it. So it moved out from under and behind Keliims chair. Keliim replis on Ezerans comment "I agree times art nay easy.

"Aye" Keliim pats the wolf again. "I had a direwolf, when I wast young. It was given tae mi when I was two years old, as our tradition with all children gets one. Fenrì reminds mi o' th' one I had." The big man looks around the hall and closes in on Ezeran and whispers, "Th's hall has change, in th' couple years I habt been around... as has Eurbic." He leans back in his chair and speaks normaly and drinks from the fourth mug on the table. "I am goin' tae help makin' th's place better, hopefuly it still has some hope left." "But back tae th' fields, aye it will be a ecual honor." Their discussion is interupted by a woman in armor. He looks at the female and also motions her to take on off the empty chairs. "Welcome, I be Keliim. Th' sorcerer be Ezeran. Take a seat also, so ye been tae th' fields. We wh're just discussin th't with Ezeran h'te. Keliim nods at both Arthur and Zanna and asks them to sit down. "I go by th' name o' Keliim, Keliim th' Warrior." Keliim twitches his eye when Arthur mentions the order imperial. "Th' order, not th't I knowst much 'bout them but I fought a few o'f them onceThe big man tell them the story about when they search for a present for Doc Daneeka and how they had run into the order in the sewers. Kill'd their commander." He shows the Order imperial long sword to the heros at the table. "Took th's from him wh'n he fell, nay a great sword but have had it with me ever since." "Nay at all. Aye we wh're sharing different experiences withst automatons 'nd how different they act, seemingly who they belong tae. Didst ye own one or just controll it?" "It seems we habt atleast 4 intrested tae hit th' fields of glory." Fields of glory sign up list (so far) Keliim Ezeran Kiray Zanna

The big man drinks half of his mead and replies, "Aye, all good what I heard." Then he drinks the whole mug of mead and pats the direwolf on the back. It seems to have fallen asleep. "Been a couple of years in Eubric, and hmm maybe four quest all in all, nay much yet. Enjoyin' th' adventure, want tae help people." He looks on the direwolf and says, "Fenrì h're, I habt had him since he wast a pup. Found him outside o' Eubric or should I say he found me. Observin' 'nd followin' mi around, I gave him some meat one time, he kept comin' back. 'nd one day he just didn't leave at all." "How 'bout ye, been on many quests?"