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The big man looks at Sorcerer with the odd thing in his stomach, smiles and says, while he motions at a empty chair, "Take a seat, Ezeran. I habt heard 'bout ye..." As he speaks his direwolf barks out, while chewing on the meatpiece, "Nom,nom woof bark nom (this is the demon stomach)" Keliim replies back in animalspeech to the wolf, "Aye, I knowst. I habt heard he ist a friendly fellow. Quiet now, Fenrì." And then he continues to speak to Ezeran "Forgive mi wolf, he ist a bit.. hmm puzzled by thy thing in ye stomach."

Sounds good .

Thank you Sandy.

Yes, I know. But as I have been away I wanted to know if there was a gathered party already scheduled. But yes, Keliim will make somekind of notice of looking for a FoG party

After drinking the mead and giving the rawmeat to his direwolf he goes over and pins a notice on the questboard. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~ Anyone intrested in taking on the challange of the "Fields of Glory"! ~ ~ Keliim the big man with the direwolf is looking for/join a party of heroes. If ye intrested come over to have a chat.~ ~ Keliim signs his name for Fields of glory --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Then he returns to the bar and orders an other pair of meads, and while standing at the bar and drinking, he overhear some of the talk nearby, he could not help than to give his input on the automaton discussion. "I while back th're was also a automaton problem h're in Eubric, mech'nical men run by one who call'd himself th' "Eubric Knight". The big man lowers his voice. "We'd team-up with a airhead'd group call th' Crimson Crown, bunch o' lunitics opposing techn'logy 'nd magic. They want'd us tae figure out who th' Eubric Knight was 'nd stop him 'nd his mech'nical men. " He drinks from his mead "We did, find out who he was 'nd why he bugg'd Eubric with mech'nical men. He had a grudge against Heroica... hmm, for some obvious reasons. We stop'd him 'nd destroy his automatons but in th' end he got away." "So I guess that out th're in th' world, th're is many kinds o' Automatons 'nd different groups behind th'm. 'nd it is a bit of what the makers purpose has been, what the automatons do, right?" Going silent and holding his mug in front of his mouth like going to drink, he continues, "If I rememeber correctly, th're seem'd tae be a big automaton here in th' hall not so long a go, a mech'nical buccaneer or somethin'."

I had been completely gone the whole summer from EB and Heroica scene, so i don´t all what has happened. My question... *Ah, yes before I forget, a huge thanks to Sandy for running times great game for 5 years. * Question is about the Fields, is there any party going to go after the current one? Keliim would be intrested in trying his luck.

Keliim raises his mug of mead and nods his head when he sees his old friend.

Before going over to order a few meads and meat, he puts the armor into his pack but he still examines closely the dark greatsword impressed with it. Looking at the hilt again, he remembered how the book say, "~to forge the Black blade sword, one has to be in possession of a Ethereal diamond and with skill imbue it within the blades crosspiece~." Thinking out loud, mumbling "Diamonds canst be hard sometimes to get a hold on but where shall I find this ethereal diamond" Then he gets up walks over to the bar and orders a raw meatpiece for his wolf and two mugs of mead. He watches the argument or what to call it between the four heroica members and shakes his head as he walks back to the table.

Keliim returns the claw to Vindsval and then he listen to the tale of Lethauros. "I thank thee master Vindsval for sharin' th tale o' Lethauros, may his legend live oan forever." Keliim turns his head and look at the elf and the new strange loudmouthed humaniod, smiles and says, "Aye there ist always those who tend tae thin' they art th' center of existence." "But gettin back tae th' story of drakes, it be one thin' tae meet a drake 'nd survive tae encounter but tae meet one in battle 'nd slay one." He pauses "That takes strength 'nd courage. Th're was a huge storm awhile ago, hear some ancient drake was behind it. Nearly extinct th's whoile place... But before Keliim could continue to ask Vinsval about it the green giant see an old friend of his and leaves the table. When he sees the two hug eachother, it puts a smile on his face. "Real frindship, tay little o' th't in this world. We willst finsih th' storytellin' an other time th'n." He starts to look around for his direwolf. "Wh're didst that wolf go again?" Then he notices the direwolf sneaking up on the strange humaniod called Addok-Zo, the wolf sniffs the newcomer. Keliim says to the wolf in animalspeech, "What ye be doin' get back h're." "Woov woov( this one is strange and he insulted you. And iam hungry, can I eat him!)" The big man signals the wolf to get back, "Nay every insult ist worth noticing, especially if it comes from th' mouth o' a dumwit who try tae start an argument withst everyone he meets. Better tae ignore those, Anger resides in the lap of fools." "'nd if ye be hungry I willst get ye some rawmeat at th' same time I get miself a mug of mead." The wolf snarls at Addok-Zo and then starts to return to Keliim "Wroorl woof (Oh well, he is lucky this time. And he did smell strange, probably tastes bad also.)"

"Braw tae meit ye Vindsval, it be an honor tae meet a Paladin h're in Eubric 'nd Heroica. Especially one withst manners 'nd a clear path for th' good doin'. Keliim takes the claw with his both hands spins it around and is impressed with the size of, because his hands are not small but he almost has to grab it with both. "A drake, ye say." Keliim said with a impressed gaze in his eyes. He had encountered dragons before but not of this size, this had to been a elder dragon. "I woulst be please tae hear th' story o' this mighty hunter 'nd its life 'nd fall."

"Th's table looks good." The big man said. He didn´t sit down yet but put the flask of Crimson Haze on the table beside the weapon and armor. "Might fine, items ye got h're master... I apoligize I didst nay catch ty name. Howst rude o' me not tae ask 'nd properly introduce meself. I go by th' name o' Keliim, Keliim th' warrior, as ye seem'd tae know already." He run his fingers over the scaled armor, he could feel it warm and bright, as the armor was somehow alive. Next he picked up the sword, it was dark, he could feel that maybe a dark user had vielded it sometime a long time ago. A real contrast to the armor but it was elegantly made greatsword, the blade hued in black. He balanced it in his hand, then he swinged it in the air a few times with one hand. Somehow he could not get it to hold well. He examined the hilt, imbuding a gem here would make it more balanced. What did that book he once read in the library, say about black blade swords."Hmm perfect." He said and dropped and bag of 200 gold next to the flask of Haze. "Wouldst th's be enough for th'se fine items." And then sat down. "As I am always intrested in history, wh't be th' history of th'se weapons?"

"Sae ye art a Paladin, 'at explains th' sence ay holyness in ye. Be careful 'at th' witchery doesn't get th' over hand. Ye seem tae be pack'd withst swords 'nd armor o' my intrest 'nd wh't wouldst benefit me in mah quest. Shall we move over tae one o' th' table to do some business." Then he turns to the moon elf that has clearly taken a more closer approach to making a deal. The big man felt a bit amused when the elf try to reach up to his shoulder and awkwardly try to rub up against him but he had never given up a good flirt. "Hmm, nice offer, mah fair lady." He said with a smile, "But ye habt been outbid, actually before I return'd back h're I got a vision from a ol' monk offerin' 300 gold for it. 'nd our green firend h're offer some o' his fine weapons for trade. I am more in need o' a upgrad in mi arsenal th'n mi gold. So I am goin' tae go withst his offer." Keliim starts to leave to find a free table but before he does he closes in on Jinni. "But ye knowst sweetheart, I be always up for a drink o' two. I canst see th't ye habt been around 'nd canst hold up yer own in a battle. So I bet ye habt many fine stories tae tell, so ye be welcome tae join us, after mi 'nd our green friend h're hast come up withst a deal. He says with a wink and puts a laugh after.

Keliim looks at the note, "I must habt miss it wh'n I sort'd out th' items, I apologize tae ye fair lady." Keliim could sence that this moonelf was dangerous but he could not get a clear view of her. She was a mysterious character, not all good nor not bad. Keliim turned his attention to the young man, he had meet this one before. "Lind somethin, wast it?" Keliim didn´t know what to make of this one, he didn´t sence really anything. "Ye be right 'bout, th's thing ist rare. 'nd th't be a good thing." He looked at the flask in his hand. Keliim looked at the huge green fellow, of him he could sence something holy, something different. He nodded his head towards him, "Wh't be ye story, friend? Why ye want th's so much?" Then he spoke to all three, " I canst say anymort, nowst th't i habt reserv'd it for anyone special. Ye all willst getst a chance tae off'r somethin' for it but I habt tae say th' green friend over here seems tae habt some arms o' intrest."

Keliim returns to the hall, he had found his direwolf just outside of Eubric. "So wh't habt ye been up tae will ye wast gone?" He asks the wolf. "Woof, whaf wovh (I stroll'd around the city searching and hunting. This place is full of filth and criminals.)" "Ye didst nay harm anyone did ye?" Keliim ask with a serious tone "Woof, har har. (Ofcourse not.)" The wolf said with a suspicious grin. "Hmm." Keliim replies and pushes open the doors to the hall, inside he can see there is a small situation going on in front of the questboard. He was going to pass it out to get a drink and a quiet place to sit down but then he sees that the fuss is about his "items for sale" and especially one item. He walks up to the table, past the 3 people gathered there. He bends is head up when he walks past the huge green thing, it was way bigger then he was. He stops at the table and grabs the item of intrest, he lifts it up and holds it near his head and looks into the flask. The substance seems to be swirling around in the flask, it emits a light purple glow. He speaks to the 3 heros, "Ist this evil thing wh't all th' fuss ist 'bout?"

As Keliim walks out from the hall into the streets of Eubric, suddenly a piece of paper turns up in front of him. He takes it and write down his name, Keliim on it.

Keliim was sleeping at his table, dreaming away, not alart about what happened around him. The dream was again one of his oh so familiar nightmares. Keliim could find himself surrounded by darkness,he was trapped. He could not breathe, the darkness was tearing warmth, life from his body. The pain, the feeling of his lungs without air, he was trapped in this void... yes he knew this place, he had been here before. As always, it was the same dream, the same place when he fell asleep. He walks forward in the void, the darkness surrounds him even more as he proceed forwards, the terror of helplessness as he feel that death would be approaching. Suddenly Keliim snaps out of his nightmare as always, gradually wake, shaking off the shreds of the dreams that terrorize him everynight. Cold sweat runs down his forehead has he looks around the Heroica hall. How long had he slept, he took a sip from his mug. The brewage was warm, bitter and bland but he drank it eitherway to clear his dry throat. He looked under the table, he could see that his direwolf had left the hall, no wonder if he had been away for a longer time. Keliim stood up, brushed the dust from his clothes and walked down to the board to see if there was anything interesting there. He can see that his not for items for sale is still there, he dusted it of and sorted the stuff out on the table again, including a few evil things he didn´t wanna hold on to anymore. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~Merchandise fur sale~ Order Imperial Longsword (WP: 5) 25 gold Obsidian Shard x2 (may be affixed to a blunt weapon to give the Bleeding 2 effect for one battle.) 15 gold /piece Scarab Shield: (SP3 Shield) Make a offer Double Rainbow (Gives the user the encouraged, lucky, poisoned by 1, and confused effects.) Wolfish Fedora (+5 WP for each standing hero with Wolfgang reputation and Wolfgang NPC in the party, headwear, suitable for heroes with Wolfgang reputation) Crimson Haze (Causes a weapon to deal the poisoned by 7 and cursed effects permanently) Reserved "If thy see somethin that catches thy eye, put th' gold in the box and the item ist thine. Price's art negotiable, I Keliim canst be found in the Eubric Library or Heroica Hall." "Also other stuff th't I habt art up fort sale, if th' right price is agre'd on." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Then he walked out of the hall.

I don´t know, I am fairly new to this game and its story, so I am not really the right person to say in this matter but i have seen Zoot as an ultimate evil being, being on many planes and dimensions. He takes servents but he doesn´t care about them and doesn´t treat them well. I have played that the being Keliim has served been a solider too is this Zoot but he is know with an other name in his world. But this is something that can be easily changed if it clashes with the lore. Because I haven´t made myself too familiar to every story where Zoot is mentioned and I think Sandy has a better idea how and what he is.

"Oh, so th' man withst th' strange thing in his stomach ist a friend o' thine, I wond'r what it wast wh'n I saw him." The wolf under the table makes some noices in its sleep, "Zzz ruff, ruff. (Demon)" Keliim drinks his mead not minding his pets remarks and continues talking to Torald, "Wh't 'bout me, hmm. Been around h're for a couple o' years now. Been on a few quests for heroica. Nowst I am tryin' tae redeem meself from mi past life crimes by doin' good."

"Aye, I heard some o' it but didn´t wanna be rude. So ye been on many quests th'n, fought many battles?" He chugs down a couple of meads.

"I'll be Keliim." He lifts up his mug of mead and then drinks it right of in one gulp, and lets out a loud laugh again. "Haha 'nd ye gonna be up for a really competition. I will go 'nd fetch a few more mugs 'nd then ye canst tell us yer name 'nd what brings ye tae Eubric? Been h're long?

Before the whole situation gets anymore awkward, the big man lets out a loud laugh and says to Torald. "Howst 'bout ye my fellow warrior join us, me ' nd Boris here for a drink instead. I habt seen Annie fight, Ye wouldst nay believe it but she isn't anythin' tae be around when she gets angry. One hel o' a fighter I'll tell ye th't!" He raises his meadmug.

Keliim being bored was getting some amusement watching this situation from his table with interest. To see if Annie would flipout soon on the that barbarian clearly trying to hit on her. I drank from is mead and sat back in the chair.

Still observing his fellow heroes he notices a big white and hair "thing" walk through the doors. He looks as it walks up to "Blizzard" the other yeti in the hall and the big man thinks to himself "there is two of those, whatever they are." But what catches his eyes is Ezeran and his symbiote and he comments out load "wh't th' hell ist th't?" "Spot" his juvenile direwolf that was snoozing under the table opens its eyes to see what its master was reacting on. When it sees the symbiote it grins and lets out a load sound, Grrr ruff ruff Ruff "A demon!, Can I hunt it? Like we have trained?" Keliim calms the wolf, "QUIET. Remember wh't I told ye? Ye habt tae stay outside if ye canst behave! Altough thy be probably right 'bout th' deamon part but he ist a hero of th's hall 'nd looks loch a decent fellow."

While drinking his mead and watching people come and go, he sees the mystic knight Annie enter the hall. When she removes her helmet he is surprised to see that she is an elf, he had not seen her without her helmet before. "hmm, th't I couldst nay never guess ." He mutters to himself and continues drinking and watching people.

Keliim watches from his seat when the satyr take and leaves the hall and thinks. "One more to leave so soon. Oh well, heroes life is not for everyone." And then he takes a sip from his mead.