Cryos

Baradock dropped his armor off at the armory so it could get repaired from the recent battle. He still wasn't sure to take that last remark as a compliment or an insult. But it was besides the point. He saw the yeti talking with some other unknown hero's. To avoid anymore tension than needed, he sat down at the bar. The bartender looked at him intently but he didn't order anything. His thoughts were of home.

Baradock feels a rush of adrenaline as his towering opponent crashes in the ground, throwing up dust in the air. It wasn't long before a team of clerics and healers swarmed him, and soon after that Baradock was taken under the wave of medics... ................................................ Baradock was heading on his way to the arena gates when he saw his fellow combatant perked up on a wall with his elbows on his knees. His club laying on the ground. He didn't look ecstatic from the results. Baradock extended a hand to help him on his feet, though he was considerably smaller than the yeti.

Rolling out of the way of his giant club, he got a visceral stab in the yeti's fur. Baradock uses his momentum to launch himself off the ground swinging upward at the yeti from the front row.

The last exchange left Baradock with a critical wound to his shoulder. But he hid his pain as to make the yeti think he's not hurt. Against his better judgement he takes a silent battle cry charging his foe. SLASHING AT AVALANCHE FROM THE FRONT ROW.

Baradock circles his opponent, shifting his hands on his halberd. He found himself unable to read his opponents attack, yeti's are known for being unpredictable. Playing it safe, Baradock feels his polearm become an extension of his own. Stabbing at Avalanche from the back row.

Baradock lumbered through he eeriely vacant battle arena. His heightened instincts could hear the echoes of battle still ringing from the walls. He had seen a yeti enter Heroica Hall earlier, battlescarred. He deemed him a formidable opponent. Maybe too formidable. He was already at the board, it was too late to back out now. He picked up the quill pen and wrote down; I, Baradock (Cryos), would like to challenge Avalanche (Dragonfire), to a duel. The finality of it all threw Baradock off his wits for a second, but only that. He left the Arena, he would check it tomorrow.

@Kintobor That's why I was gonna go on your quest. But I guess I have options.

Glad there's a batch of new questlines on the way! Kintobor make it a good one 'fer me!

I would guess so, lol. Anyway, I just finished reading Quest #56. and that just made me even more impatient, I'll see ya'll tommorow (maybe) but until then, peace.

Funny you should say that because that's exactly where he was put in prison! Weird, huh.

Well there goes a big chunk of Baradocks backstory. :S

That would be awesome! I'm gonna go read 56 now since you brought it up.

Ha! :D I mean; :|

No need to be sorry, Endgame. It's out of your control. I'll just wait it out, a quest will pop up eventually.

'tis too complicated! Besides, all I really wanna do I get in and do something, lol. All low levels are in quests or inactive so I cant do PvP. And I'm most likely not gonna get in Quest: 86 cause of the level gap. The boredom is reaaal.

Lol, but nah. Must keep continuity!

Oh, alrighty! I'll edit it then. Thanks for the heads up.

A very angry Baradock comes in with a barely suppressed rage storms the Marketplace, coming toward Gnomeo's Toolshed. Grasped in his hand was an earlier bought Bedroll. It was full with stones! He slammed it on the counter and put his palm out. He wanted a refund! And he wasn't leaving without one. Gnomeo's Toolshed Sold Bedroll +5 GP 5 +0 --- 5 GP left

Thanks for the warm welcome everyone! :D Aw what!? Well, guess i'll sell it. :(

After being chosen to help inspect an eerie lighthouse, he would have to leave early tomorrow, he comes to the marketplace to make some last second packing. Gnomeo's Toolshed 1 Bedroll - 5GP Portias Potion Shack 1 Potion -5GP 10 -5 -5 ------ 0 GP left He leaves a 100% more broke than he came in.

Baradock receives the quest slip and the quill from Octavyn and follows suit. Baradock signs up for Quest #86: Gaiden

Baradock gives a hefty Nod, indicating he wishes to aid him inspect the Lighthouse. Thanks Endgame!

After becoming aquainted with Johon, Baradock politely sidesteps him and starts towards the quest log, many a hero were already there. He found one quest that particularly sparked his interest. He tore it down and used it to sight out the quest giver. After looking for atleast half an hour he saw a shrouded man, his cloak made it impossible to guess who he was. It was walking towards the exit when Baradock grasped his shoulder. He pulled out the quest sign and held it infront of him, comparing the description on the flyer to the actual person. Content with the comparisons, Bardock pointed to the sign up section as to say, "Can I still sign up for Quest #86: Gaiden" even though there were obviously more than enough hero's signed up.

Baradock nodded his head in Johon's direction, acknowledging him, but not quite answering his inquiry. He gestured to the hilt of his halberd, which had a word crudely etched with a blade; 'Baradock'. (OOC: He chose not to speak, he vowed to silence once his fiancé died in Konatar.)