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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted January 20, 2010 07:38 AM |
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After reading the tome, which writings seemed oddly fairly familiar, Glenn gathered his belongings, and went to have breakfast. He recalled it being offered.
Once breakfast was finished, Glenn went to go register for this scavenger contest which was going on.
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del_diablo
Legendary Hero
Manifest
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posted January 20, 2010 10:19 AM |
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Well, after examening the maps a bit the location of the island was a bit clearer. They was a bit into the ocean, but the mainland was still reachable. But it was time to sleep, it was almost to feel sorry for keeping the grumpy shopkeeper up and waking him.
Oh well, there was still profit in the air of some sort. The tavern would probely already full, since there was people with cash in their hands sleeping on the street. There was several campfires around also, which just implied the amount quite well.
So time to visit one campfire after another, until somebody would not mind sharing some space they did have.
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mamgaeater
Legendary Hero
Shroud, Flying, Trample, Haste
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posted January 20, 2010 05:52 PM |
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Kamahl hated being awake in the middle of the night. He was always ired and just wanted to sleep. "Some help would be nice. I'm a traveler from a far off land. Do you think you could spare a room for a single night? I don't have money but perhaps there is something you want done."
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Kareeah_Indaga
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted January 20, 2010 08:15 PM |
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((Emerald Island, at the inn. 12:40 AM.))
The innkeeper looks a little surprised. “You’re with those lads what came in earlier, aren’t you lad? Very well, come in back, you can help make stew…”
He brings Kamahl into the kitchen and sets him to cutting up vegetables and stirring a large pot.
((Some time later…))
“All right lad, that’s enough,” the innkeeper comes into the kitchen, Jack trailing behind. “We’re not likely to get many more customers tonight, so off to sleep with you both.”
He gives both adventurers a handful of coin for their work ((+5 gold)) and takes them to their rooms. Kamahl is able to sleep.
((And I covered Jack earlier.  Mytical, let me know when you’re ready with your new character and I’ll write them in and relegate Jack to NPC status.))
((Emerald Island, approaching a campfire. 12:37 AM.))
“Hoy! Who goes there?” a sentry near the campfire calls out to Rikudo as he approaches. His companions are asleep around the fire.
Rikudo explains his purpose and the man nods understandingly. “Well, all right. Can’t blame you for not wanting to sleep alone; there’s unsavory types on this island and they aren’t all visitors. Just don’t try anything.”
Rikudo is allowed to lie down near the fire and sleep.
((Emerald Island, at the ruined tower. 1:13 AM.))
Abbadon enters to find what must have been an armory of sorts back when the tower was in use; weapon racks line the walls, although most of them are empty and there are cobwebs on them so thick in places they appear white.
There is also a little in the way of abandoned equipment: a hatchet hangs from one rack, and a thick staff leans against the far wall next to an old hunting bow, which appears serviceable except for its broken drawstring. Another rack holds a single sword with a spider perched on its hilt; the rack must have held more swords at one point, because there’s another hilt poking out from behind it, of a different style and finer make than the other—but a tentative prod reveals that’s all there is; the blade was snapped off long ago.
As you move to explore further in you hear the creak of leather behind you. Before you can do more than turn around, the door slams shut and you hear the lock click into place—just as you remember noting the door doesn’t unlock from this side on your way in.
“See ya, half-wit!” a voice taunts from the other side of the door. It is followed by the slight creak of leather again and quiet footsteps retreating up the stairs, then silence.
((Emerald Island, at the inn. 6:00 AM.))
Those who made it to the inn awaken to the sounds of…other people awakening. Outside the sun is rising and a steady stream of adventurers is flowing to the inn’s common room for breakfast.
"How much do it cost for bread and water?"
“Ah, that’s right, I owe you lads a meal. And lady,” he adds.
The innkeeper hands Mark a bowl of thick gruel and sends his ‘girls’ with bowls for each of the party who helped clean up the place the night before.
“So you know, a meal around these parts is usually a gold piece,” the innkeeper answers Mark. “Another gold piece gets you a nice ale to go with it. Rooms go for ‘bout six a night.”
“Hey, how come we don’t get free food?” calls one adventurer.
“He paid for his meal with labor, find yourself real work and maybe you can say the same!” one of the innkeeper’s normal help replies; the man scowls and his comrades laugh.
Upstairs, Glenn reads his Tome. ((It’ll take you one hour to finish it, or any other first level spell. Two hours for a second-level spell, and so on.)) After only a word or two it is clear this is not a normal book; the words and runes transcribed on the pages seem to burn in his mind as he reads, as unalterable as though they were physical things to be held in the hand, and not thoughts that could dissolve in an instant.
He gets another surprise as he reaches the end of the book; between one instant and the next the symbols in his mind seem to form a complete and usable whole—then the words on the page flash, and the book is now blank.
Once finished, Glenn then goes down and receives his breakfast.
((Emerald Island, at a campfire. 6:00 AM.))
Rikudo is awakened by the sounds of his benefactors packing up their camp. The sun is rising, bathing the island with light.
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mamgaeater
Legendary Hero
Shroud, Flying, Trample, Haste
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posted January 20, 2010 08:42 PM |
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"Thank you for the meal." Kamahl gets up and Thanks the owner profusely before heading to his room to study his tome. "can i work again tonight for another meal?"
While sleeping last night he noticed there was a book in his pack. It was some sort of tome. he decided to study it after breakfast.
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Protection From Everything.
dota
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 21, 2010 03:56 PM |
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Being locked in a reeking armory basement, now that made Abaddon real pissed. After several failed attempts to batter through the door, he rememberred that it opened to the inside. The ornate sword however attracted his attention. It may fill his pockets with some cash. He took a closer look at the door. It was made from wood too. Although it was made from thicker planks, it was also rotted greatly. Abaddon started to look for something strong enough to punch through the door.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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AlkarRahn
Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
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posted January 21, 2010 11:36 PM |
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The experience with the tome was a little strange. Especially after Glenn had a general idea of what this thing that he 'learned' could do. Also, it was as if he had had this experience before. The healing and blessings of his dream? The possibility was there. He would have to see about this at a later time. Now, it was time for breakfast.
Glenn went down, and received his meal. It wasn't the greatest dish he had in his life, but it was filling. He was thankful for what this tiny place even had to offer.
"Thank you, Sir," Glenn tells the innkeeper, then leaves the inn to go to the town hall to get into the competition.
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Kareeah_Indaga
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted January 22, 2010 01:23 AM |
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((Emerald Island, at the ruined tower. 1:25 AM.))
Abbadon’s search of the room turns up nothing new: a staff, a broken bow, a hatchet, a sword, an ornate sword hilt, weapon racks along the walls, and a coating of cobwebs over everything.
((Emerald Island, at the inn. 6:07 AM.))
The innkeeper blinks in surprise. “Sure, lad, we’ll be busy until the contest is over, if you want to help out I can’t rightly say ‘no,’” he responds to Kamahl.
Kamahl arrives in his room without incident, and takes out his Tome. Upon beginning to read it, he has a similar experience to Glenn—namely, that its contents do not flow through his mind so much as build up in it until it forms a whole as solid and unalterable as any fortress. And once that moment of completion occurs, he finds himself holding an empty book.
((One hour passes. You now know Deadly Swarm.))
((Emerald Island, at the town hall. 7:13 AM.))
After a few minutes of navigating the street—which is much more lively now that the sun is up—Glenn arrives at the town hall. He knocks, and a familiar voice calls, “Come in!”
Inside is a reasonably well-appointed room with a fine rug on the floor and a polished oak desk. Behind the desk is the bald man from the night before; he greets Glenn with a smile.
“Hello again my boy, how can I help you?”
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AlkarRahn
Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
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posted January 22, 2010 04:01 AM |
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'Boy?' Glenn thought. Sure, he wasn't all that old in his original body, but he didn't think of himself as just a boy. Though, maybe he would were he looking upon this form, in his original state. He decided he may as well not dwell on the issue.
"Well, I would like to register for this contest that is happening."
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 22, 2010 08:43 AM |
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At first, Abaddon decided to burn his way out, then he realise that he'll choke from the smoke first rather than he'll be free. He sat down on the dust covered floor thinking how to get out of here
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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del_diablo
Legendary Hero
Manifest
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posted January 22, 2010 01:31 PM |
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Thanking the people who the campfire was shared with, I left just out into the air and towards the tavern. Some of them had headed towards it earlier, some might still be there.
Besides, it might not be the best time to go hungry. Some simple grub would do. So the tavern it was, well not that it mattered.
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Kareeah_Indaga
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted January 22, 2010 07:27 PM |
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((Emerald Island, at the inn. 6:08 AM.))
Rikudo makes it to the inn, just missing Kamahl going back to his room to study. One of the serving girls greets him.
“Hello there, can I get you anything?”
((Emerald Island, at the town hall. 7:14 AM.))
“I see,” the man in robes responds, looking a bit surprised. He pulls a couple of papers out of the desk and readies a quill. “You realize you’ve got a bit of a late start, I hope? Very well. Are you going to be competing by yourself or as part of a group?”
((Emerald Island, at the ruined tower. 1:45 AM))
((Oookay…))
Abbadon sits and contemplates his predicament. After a while his torch gutters out and he unwittingly falls asleep.
((7:37 AM))
He awakens to find himself still in the armory; it is dark, but the barest hints of light are coming through cracks in the ceiling and door. Above him, he can hear voices; reasonably cheerful, speaking in a manner that suggests they don’t know anyone is nearby.
((Also, if you’re grabbing any of the equipment you find, let me know so I can add it to your inventory.))
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del_diablo
Legendary Hero
Manifest
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posted January 22, 2010 08:15 PM |
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I asked politely for a serving of some sort of grub(simple food) and water, before attempting to give a short description of some of the companions in the party and if she has seen any of them.
"Hmmm, grub.... strange word?" I silently though while waiting for a serving.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 22, 2010 08:19 PM |
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- Did I fall asleep?- Said Abaddon to himself. He thought that it was a dream, but a smell of dust brought him back to reality. He was still locked in the basement. As his eyes adapted to the dark, he went to one of the weapon racks, and picked up the damaged hilt. At first, he tried to use the hatchet, but some strange sorcery present on this world, denied the usage of the tool. He approached the door and started breaking out, using the remainder of the blade that was left on the hilt.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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AlkarRahn
Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
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posted January 23, 2010 03:23 AM |
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Glenn thinks about it for a bit, and figures he may need some assistance with what may be acquired of him. Those that had also had the strange experience as he did. He attempts to recall the names given, in case he needs them.
"I will be joining this as part of a group."
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Kareeah_Indaga
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted January 23, 2010 04:59 AM |
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((Emerald Island, at the inn. 6:09 AM.))
The serving girl brings Rikudo a bowl of thick gruel ((-1 Gold)). She answers after a brief moment of thought, and tries unsuccessfully not to stare at his eyes.
“We had a halfling gentleman rent a room here last night,” she says. “Your elven friend went back to his room just a moment ago I think, and your dwarven friend is over yonder,” she motions to the place where Mark sits. “I haven’t seen the other two though.”
((Emerald Island, at the town hall. 7:16 AM.))
The bald man nods. “Very well. You’ll all need to sign together to join the contest officially—we’ve had a few” he struggles briefly to find a tactful way to put what he says next “irregularities you see—but there’s no reason I can’t give you a brief summary of what this contest is about.
As you may have heard, Lord Markham is hosting this contest to determine who will be the next Lord of Harmondale. The rules are simple; you and your group need to bring me a potion of Cure Wounds, a shark’s tooth, an elven longbow, a ceremonial object of some kind from the Temple of the Moon, and a piece of Regnan regalia. The group to bring each of these objects to me first will be made joint rulers of Harmondale. Do you have any questions?”
((Emerald Island, at the ruined tower. 8:05 AM))
After about half-an-hour hacking with the broken hilt, Abbadon manages to scrape a hole in the rotted door planks large enough to stick his hand through and open the door.
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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted January 23, 2010 05:21 AM |
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"Thank you, Sir."
Glenn backs out the door, and heads to find those he had met the night before. He decided to start with the inn, as that is where he had last seen one of them.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 23, 2010 07:02 AM |
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Edited by Kipshasz at 08:56, 23 Jan 2010.
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After the door was openened Abaddon, with a well placed kick broke the lock. He gathered the items that were left in the armory, hoping that they will bring him a good profit. He placed them in his rucksack which seemed bottomless. It was the only explanation on how such big items as staff or a longbow could easily fit in there. He exited the tower, ignoring those several chaps chatting. The morning's sunlight dazzled him for a while, so he had to cover his eyes from the radiant sunshine. As soon as his eyes adapted, Abaddon went to the town.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Kareeah_Indaga
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted January 23, 2010 10:21 PM |
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((Emerald Island, 7:03 AM))
Brock awakes to the sun in his eyes, stiff and a little cold from sleeping on the ground for several hours. He finds himself on top of a hill just north of a small but busy island village in the early morning hours; judging by the disturbed grass and other signs, he can tell that there were other people here, but they’ve since left.
((Emerald Island, at the inn. 7:21 AM.))
Glenn navigates the road back to the inn without difficulty; the inn’s common room is somewhat calmer with the breakfast rush over, though by no means empty.
((Kamahl should be done with his tome by now. Abbadon is in the ruined tower on the other side of the island, Rikudo and Mark are wherever they decide to be in an hour. Jack is now officially an NPC, but you can still look for him if you want.))
((Emerald Island, arriving in town. 8:15 AM))
On his way back, Abbadon hears a rising buzz coming from within the trees. He sees nothing more unusual than a recent campsite, however, and makes it to town without incident.
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del_diablo
Legendary Hero
Manifest
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posted January 23, 2010 11:57 PM |
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After the meal, I still felt hungry for some reason. Also the foods taste could have been better in one regard, yet so interesting it also worth another bite. Besides, getting a too full stomach could be a useful experience in some regards that one would not think of.
Also something foolish was done, a mistake I should not have done. I took a seat a good bit inside the tavern, and not close enough to monitor the door. Which means some of my companies could have left the place, or even entered and left without me knowing it. Quite the shame....
So I ordered another meal and got as close to that damn door as possible, using a bit longer of time than usual to eat the grub hoping to find one of my companions passing trough. And of course, stopping them when they are entering and leaving so the mess would get over with.
[OOC: that would be 40 minuttes]
So if I where to not encounter any, i would head towards the only spot where we all have been. The darned circle claimed magic by the great fist of... what was the forest name again?
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