conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: Spoiler 
  This is your own IC please save this one. If you join a group this will still be here for you to make actions on your own.
   
  
  
  It's morning the first time you step through the gates into the city of New Orcus through the north gate. The famed lights of New Orcus fill the red sky causing a beautiful show that you have never seen the likes of before. The dry ground of cracked earth crumbles beneath your boots.
  
  The gate opens up into market where all manner of merchants are shouting out there goods for sale. The patrons of the market come in all shapes, sizes, and races. A Merchant caravan clangs by you as wagons with out horses pulling them passes by.
  
  You spend some time talking to different people and you find out the following about what's happening in the city.
  
  Keepers in the city are collecting bounties on creatures from the wilds.
  The Ivory towers lord is about to marry an unknown lady.
  
  A merchant was recently attacked on his travel to New Orcus and is looking for people to help reclaim lost goods.
  
  The lord of the spiral tower’s daughter has not been seen in public in a long time.
  
  The wardens are looking for help to get water to the farms surrounding new Orcus.
  
  Recently a Orc (Orcs haven't been seen in 100 years) has been captured, and the Blackblades are looking for people to investigate.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna stands thinking for a while. Surely some of these tidbits would lead to paid work? The merchant, the Keepers and the Wardens probably were hiring, but how exciting would that be? No...she would try the Blackbladed. That sounded promising. And she is curious. Orcs...she's only heard tales before. This needs investigating...Once decided, she goes looking for the Blackblades.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: With some checking around you are able to get directions to the Blackblades headquarters. It's an old brick building directly east of the Spiral Tower. Their is a staircase that leads up to a single entryway. All the windows of the building have bars covering them. No traffic is seen coming or going.
  
  You walk up the stairs through the door to a small room with a couple of chairs in it. Their is a women sitting behind a steel barred cage working on paperwork She looks up at your approach.
  
  "How can I help you?"
  
  Sitting in a chair is a blonde female Halfling, and a heavily armored male human.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna looks at the other two sitting in the chairs, then walks up to the woman behind the desk.  "Perhaps I can help you. I hear you're looking for people to investigate a potential orc problem. My name's Yanna Magellan. I'd like to give it a try." 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: "Please have a seat someone will be with you in just a moment."
  
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Here is the thread to your mission. An  Old Enemy IC 
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna walks through the market, heading for the place where she got her extra arrows the day before. She's not really sure she needs anything, perhaps she should just save the gold she'd just earned. Some dinner would be nice, though, something she didn't have to cook over a fire by herself. She steps into the first tavern or inn she can see.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: There is a Inn just off to the west of the gate called "Wild Adventure." A popular stopping point for travels and merchants. The place is probably the biggest Inn you have ever been to having three stories. The common area is draped with heads of nasty looking monsters, and pictures of people next to them of adventures that killed the beast. The Inn patrons are mostly Halflings.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna heads inside, and looks at the trophies on the wall.  So that's the kind of monsters and beasts that are prowling the outskirts of this town...  She takes a seat at a table, and nods to one of the halfling staff. After ordering the day's special, she sits back to quietly watch the clientele.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: Today's special is the beef stew. The majority of the crowd sit and tell each stories of adventure, travel, and trade tips.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna listens discreetly to some of the stories while she eats, hoping to learn something about the plague. It would be good to bring some new information to the table, but she doubts she'll find out anything useful. When she's done, she pays and leaves. She decides to head straight for the temple where the cleric had gone. Perhaps there was something she could do, perhaps not, but at least she'll offer.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: You find the temple of the Lord. It is a fancy temple decorated in gold and silver murals depicting the triumphs of the Lord over the Exile. The large building is even fancier on the inside if possible with murals done by the finest painters, and a huge red sun made of stained bronze hangs over a prompter from which a the priest would preach from after a long line of pews.
  
  In one of the pews a lady sits wearing a long rode of orange and a Red Sun on the back.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna bows her head when she walks into the temple of the Lord, and approaches the lady in the orange robe slowly.  "Excuse me, ma'am. I heard a cleric of the high lord was asking for help investigating the mysterious illness that's plaguing the city. I came to see if this was something I could offer my help with." 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Spoiler 
  (We were all heading back to the Blackblades in the morning, I think Gilly is a little ahead of us :) )
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: "Ah the good Lord sends his blessing in strange ways.... I've been investigating the plague, and I believe the plague to be of unnatural origin. I believe that the first victim of the plague holds the key to the source of the cure. I'm in need of people help track down the why of why this poor lady was cursed in such a manner."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: "A curse?"  Yanna frowns.  "Well, curses can be lifted, can they not? But if I can, I will help. Who is the lady?" 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: "A friend of yours mother. He mentioned that you maybe showing up sooner or later. Ern I believe. His mother is sick. Unlike other victims of this plague she has lived for a long time being sick."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: "Ern's mother...Yes, he said she was ill. So...she is the carrier who lives, and those she's infected dies? Could it be she is just the weapon? The means to access and infect certain people?"  She nods her head again.  "My name's Yanna Magellan. Perhaps I should try and find Ern, he'll be more likely to know why his mother would be targeted. Do you know where he is now?" 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: "Last I saw he was at his families' home. I can mark the location on your map for you to find." She marks your map.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: "Thank you. I will try to find out more. Are there any precautions I should take to avoid infection?"  She folds up the map, and sticks it under her belt for easy access.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: "The manner in which the plague spreads has not been found. I advise being careful. May the Lord light your path." She raises her hands above her head bringing them down in a circle and folds them at her heart.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yawielas: Yanna bows.  "Thank you, ma'am. Goodbye."  She turns and heads out of the temple. Outside, she unfolds the map, and starts looking for Ern's family residence.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stormageddon: You manage to (using your map) to find your way to the homestead of Ern's family home. You knock on the door and wait for an answer.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  You can use this thread  now  
   