Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!
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				<div align="center">(http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/8853/5d68bec751c8715835c590b.gif)</div><br>Welcome to Fantasia, a world separate to ours, a world of tales and legends, where some are born and some shall die…and truly, a world to marvel in. The entire world is governed by one sole monarch, those of the Corona Royal Family. This family governed all the individual nations of Fantasia, their rulers acting on their behalf.<br><br>However, tragedy has fallen unto the world. The great high King who governed all of Fantasia has perished, and his successor has assumed the crown; unlike his predecessor the crown has been taken hold by a corrupt man, who now assumes the title The Dark King. Most of Fantasia has resorted to bending to his will, or fear his unholy wrath strike upon them with no mercy. No-one but the castle’s people know more than his Dark King’s side. But now all those who dwelled in his castle now say no words, or its execution.<br><br>There was a rumour of a revolutionary army hidden away on a remote island, but they need heroes. They need those brave enough to fight the elements and prevail, those who can slay the mighty, and those who were born to win. But fortunately, this is no rumour. The Rebels Arms is the name of this army. And many are applying to take up their arms and fight this cruel monarch and end the Corona Control over Fantasia. They seek to divide the land of Fantasia into individual independent lands, a fair rights and rules to all.<br><br>Now, becoming a soldier is something, but what about those who want to be remembered? What about those who want to be marked in the history that changed the world forever? What about those who want to become legends? Well, surely they’ll need reputation! And that is your goal, to adventure with your comrades in the vast world of Fantasia and gain the respect of its nations so that you will take on the Dark King and be marked as heroes!<br><div align="center">------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">OoC Thread</span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125594.0)<br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">♥ Thread</span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125833.0)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">List of Heroes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crazy Jay - Solo Branning<br>RabbitJanitor<br>Kokaine - Arianna Davenport (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125313.msg5521673#msg5521673)<br>bubby - Galeion Silveris (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125313.msg5524807#msg5524807)<br>Box<br>elfguy - Captain Daria Lokamar (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125313.msg5521422#msg5521422)<br>hunkaroo<br>Vergil1989 - Neria Zathrieal (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125313.msg5521055#msg5521055) / Giselle Do'Urden (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125313.msg5523733#msg5523733)<br>Laughing Hyena<br></div></div><div align="center">------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br>The sun rose magnificently over the horizon, shining brightly on the small country of Merc at the far west of Fantasia, a wonderful, magnificent world seperate from our own. It was indeed the time for a tale, as there was a disturbing trouble afoot. The monarch, simply known as the Dark King, was a barbaric lord, intent on devastation and tyranny. And, unfortunately, those who would defy him? They'd die on the spot.<br><br>Now, as we all know, or should know at least, whenever there is a tyrant, there is soon to follow a revolution, at the hands of the Rebels Arms: an organization who speak of gathering numbers of those who had taken too much from their supreme monarch and wanted change. Anyone could join, but those who wanted to live in Fantasia's history books for years to come would need to make a name for themselves. They would need to make a reputation, they would need to become Heroes.<br><br>Right now, that is the last thing on the mind of...<br><br><strong>Solo Branning - Day 1 - Fields of Fareway</strong><br><br>...Solo Branning, a young man who had just came to age, now ready to take on the tradition of his wayfaring family and travel on his own around the world as a man. He wasn't aware of the Rebels Arms, he merely wanted to travel, to explore. The innocent young man hadn't a slightest clue of the forecoming future that would shake Fantasia forever. The future that would either rebuild Fantasia from nothing, or tear it to shreds forever.<br><br>But right now, outside the bustling bust city of Fareway, Solo had finished purchasing his items, with about 100G to spair (G = gold). Looking over at his supplies, which included a water canister, many medicinal herbs, a rope, and certainly a bag to carry those and some more inside, he felt quite content with his investment! He was determined to make the best out of this experience. He couldn't wait to meet the new people, and the new kinds of people for that matter.<br><br>The 5'8" and still growing green haired man looked up at the blue sky littered with clouds as he smiled, the sun was bright, his smile was too. So, he decided to wander the vast praries of the Fareway region so that he could get to his next destination. He was heading eastwards towards Stoneholm, the famous mining city, because he heard the tunnels were meant to take travellers all the way to Pluma Volcano. And not only that, he'd be able to fight a few monsters and get stronger too. Today would make out to be a great day.
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 20:24:17</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>In a small village on the road to Stoneholm, a commotion had attracted a small crowd, as an armored girl held a man up against a wall by the collar, while two more cowered on the ground. The man being held yelled at her defiantly. "The King is corrupt! We're out of food, he raised taxes, and now we're crumbling under his unfair laws! You can't do this to us!" Daria (http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/287/c/b/Warrior_girl_by_Brolo.jpg) squinted her eyes, leaning forward, bringing her head closer to the fool she held. "Shut your mouth, thief! This isn't about political action. You're nothing by a petty bandit! You stole from the Imperial envoy." Then, looking at the other two, she growled at them. "And you two, if you don't want to be charged as well, you better run out of here so I never see your faces again!"<br><br>The two men quick nodded then made a quick exit, while the Captain's attention returned to man she was holding, still struggling, but unable to free himself against the girl's strength. "Now, will you tell me where you hid the coins, or do I need to bring you in for questioning?" The man, realizing he was defeated, nodded as well. "Alright, alright, geez! I hid it in that barrel over there." Daria reached over and recovered the stolen coins, and handed them over to the envoy who stood nearby. The man bowed deeply and went on his way, while Daria physically handed off the thief to two of her guards. "Throw this fool in jail for 10 days. That'll teach him." She crossed her arms and watched as the guards brought the man away, and the crowd started dispersing.<br><br>Sighing, Daria decided now would be a good time to go relax at the inn, to get her mind off this nasty business. She had done her job, nothing more, and felt she had handled the situation fairly, regardless of what the villagers nearby thought.
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 21:14:59</strong>
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				<strong>Neria Zathrieal - Day 1 - Falling from the sky in the Fields of Faraway....</strong><br><br>A small electrical storm appeared to the east and north of Solo's current position, an early indication of a dimensional rift about to open up in this strange new world from a different one.&nbsp; The small lightning arcs and bolts that crackled in the sky without a cloud to be seen became significantly worse before a rip in the very fabric of space and time appeared before spitting out a woman in elven mithril chainmail.&nbsp; (See pic in profile.)&nbsp; The elven woman's golden blonde hair was trailing beautifully behind her, her face a masterpiece to behold, ageless and without a single blemish or scar to mar her image, and an hourglass figure that was kept through rigorous exercise and traveling was just a few things that could have been seen if Solo had been watching the entire time before she fell to the ground.&nbsp; The heavy pack on her back didn't help to cushion the fall at all, rather it made it worse since she fell face first into the dirt, an audible groan escaping her full lips before she managed to roll herself over into a sitting position.&nbsp; "I am never doing that again with a pack on my back."&nbsp; She groaned, sore but otherwise alright as she stood and dusted herself off, a slender straight sword on her right hip with a shield slung across her back along with her heavy brown traveling pack.&nbsp; She had plenty of healing potions, salves, balms, and enough herbs to mix up several new batches of whatever she needed with the tools to match.&nbsp; She also possessed the basic in survival gear for travel in the wilds such as flint and steel, a few torches, rope, a tent, and other necessities that she had thought to bring.&nbsp; Turning her sharp sea green elven eyes towards the green haired youth, Neria smiled warmly before waving at the man.&nbsp; "Hello!&nbsp; Do you know where I might be?"&nbsp; Her voice was melodic and soothing to the ears, further telling any that listened that she was a gentle, compassionate person once they got to know her.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Giselle Do'Urden - Day 1 - Small village on the way to Stoneholm</strong><br><br>"You know, from what I heard, I can't really blame him for stealing if your new king is as corrupt as they say."&nbsp; A voice sounded out from behind the group before the owner was seen standing by a tree, her black skinned arms crossed over her chest, silver gray long hair blowing elegantly to the right as the wind picked up just then.&nbsp; Two slender scimitar blades rested on her slender hips within easy reach of her very dexterous hands, showing that she was capable if not competent in her abilities as a ranger and a force for good.&nbsp; "Petty bandit he might be, but people do what they must to survive, something I'm sure you can appreciate, eh guards-woman?"&nbsp; She continued before standing straight and walking over to the group, keeping her hands from her swords for now, black mithril chainmail armor adorning her slender figure that was perfectly honed and toned to a razor's edge.&nbsp; Everything about her exuded confidence and ability that was hard to match by most save for the most skilled of warriors.&nbsp; Giselle was the best in her home world, having came down much as a certain light elf had about the same time.&nbsp; "I just have two questions for you.&nbsp; Where am I, and where can I get a good meal?"&nbsp; A large coin purse of gold coins, while not in their currency, was visible on her sword belt and should work well enough for what she required, unless they wanted to raise a fuss over it.&nbsp; Her chestnut brown eyes zeroed in on Daria's face as she awaited a reply, the heavy traveling pack on her back starting to weigh her steps, but she paid it little mind.&nbsp; Her brown leather boots on the other hand were needing to come off before too long after her long trek through the Trollbark Forest back home in Faerun, but that could wait as well, at least for now.&nbsp; She'd still be glad to get off of her feet though, regardless of where she managed it.&nbsp; Black pants covered her legs, the entire ensemble hiding the multitude of scars her body bore from her 300 years of life so far.&nbsp; Underneath the tough exterior and the marks of battles along the way, Giselle was a good friend to have at your back, and she was powerful enough to keep it safe through even the most trying of times.
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:00:29</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria was about to head to the inn when a voice called out to her, one that was much more confident than a typical villager, and made her pause, listening to what the female sounding speech said. She turned and saw what looked like a dark elf slowly walk over towards her. The Captain squinted at her, unsure whether this was an enemy, taking the defense of what she perceived as common thieves, or just a traveler, an adventurer who didn't know what was going on in these parts. She certainly seemed skilled and quite beautiful, and didn't appear threatening, so Daria relaxed and put her hands on her hips.<br><br>"He was still a thief, and that warrants a punishment. All I do is apply the law of the land, surely an elf such as you can see the importance of that, even if you disagree with who's in charge. As to whether the King is corrupt, that isn't for me to say. I don't do politics, I keep the peace. Going against the King's orders is treason, and I would suggest you refrain from doing so."<br><br>She then turned and started walking again towards the inn, adding as she walked "As for your questions, this is Hillsbrow, and the inn serves some decent mead and affordable bread. You can join me, if you wish..." not waiting for a reply, she kept walking towards the door.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:06:12</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning - Day 1 - Fields of Fareway with Neria</strong><br><br>Solo's first reaction to the electrical storm was 'Oh nuts, my first day and now there's a thunderstorm about. That is just perfect.' and he was intending to walk away until he heard something from it go poof into the ground. Gritting his teeth from what he imagined, Solo turned back to the storm to see it had spat out a...a surprisingly beautiful woman. Looking up to the skies above, he said "Is this a dream?"<br><br>Looking ahead, he noted she called out to him, her gentle, compassionate voice seranading his ears. Usually Solo's first reactions to a stranger was "Get out of my face, I don't know your, nor do I want to know you." but, well, she seemed friendly. Then Solo had a little realization. She had just plummeted from the heavens, that must've hurt herself surely. Solo ran over to the woman and said in a concerned manner "You're in the Fareway Region's Fields, outside Fareway over there..." pointing to the city which was just visible "...on Merc. Are you okay ma'am? What happened to you?"<br><br>Solo couldn' pin-point her, she was very peculier. She was so optimistic, content, happy, yet she had just feel face first from the sky. He was definately looking forward to her response.
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:23:09</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden <br>Time; Day 1.&nbsp; (Assuming morning.)<br>Location; Merc, Hillsbrow.<br>Tagged; Daria</strong><br><br>"He might have been a thief tis true, but if you truly fear your ruler so much that you can't speak out against him, then there's something wrong with this country.&nbsp; The monarchy shouldn't be above those they rule, but rather at their mercy since without people to rule, there cannot be a kingdom.&nbsp; That...sounded better in my head."&nbsp; Giselle said, a bit embarrassed since her profound little message had somehow gotten lost in translation.&nbsp; Still, the intent was there at least, and that was all that mattered as she listened to what Daria had to say while taking a measure of her appearance and gear.&nbsp; She certainly seemed capable, but that was yet to be seen.&nbsp; She was a complete stranger her, and hadn't been told off by anyone for being half Drow, although her appearance said she was a full dark elf, save for her eyes which were brown.&nbsp; Most dark elves Giselle knew had red, her father being the only one with lavender orbs.&nbsp; Still, that mattered little as she sighed, realizing that Daria was just a grunt in a way, mindlessly obeying orders without bothering to question the source.&nbsp; She had seen too many soldiers fall into traps and political schemes that way, good people at that, most of the time.&nbsp; But, she wasn't here to change someone's way of life, she was here....running from her own issues if she were to be honest with herself.&nbsp; Following the woman silently, Giselle did owe the guard a word of thanks for the information.&nbsp; "Thanks for telling me what you have so far.&nbsp; My name is Giselle Do'Urden, I'm a ranger and I know a spell or two as well.&nbsp; Who are you if you don't mind my asking?"&nbsp; She asked as she followed the captain into the inn, wondering just what kind of world she had wound up in.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time;&nbsp; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Merc, Fields of Faraway<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>Neria was a bit bruised from her fall into the dirt but was otherwise perfectly fine.&nbsp; She had heard his surprised comment to himself and shook her head in amusement, her sea green eyes lighting up at the thrill of a new world and what it might hold for her, unaware of her dear friend Giselle dropping in at the same time.&nbsp; "I must look quite the sight to you, having fallen through a dimensional rift from my home world into this one.&nbsp; I must apologize for that, I didn't think I'd run into someone so soon after my...trip.&nbsp; I'm fine, just a bit bruised but nothing that won't slow me down.&nbsp; So, this world is called Merc?&nbsp; And I'm in the Fields of Faraway?&nbsp; Kind of odd names, but it'll do.&nbsp; My name is Neria Zathrieal, I'm a light elf cleric to my own world's elven god that goes by the name of Corellan Larathain, the god of war and protection back home.&nbsp; Who might you be?"&nbsp; She asked, holding out her right hand which was covered in a metal gauntlet that matched the material of her armor.&nbsp; Just because she was a cleric didn't mean she didn't know how to defend herself, but it wasn't her first choice in dealing with a situation....unless there were orcs about.&nbsp; Then you had something to worry about, but she blocked any such thoughts before they became too much of a problem upon this first meeting with this strange looking human before her....as far as his hair went anyway.&nbsp; The breeze that passed by was nice on her dirt smeared face, and Neria was quite content to simply stand there and let nature pass her by, having the usual love affair all elves of her species had with the wild places of the world, any world given her current situation.&nbsp; Still, she wasn't flighty or an air head or anything like that, just she enjoyed the little things when she could.
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				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:51:33</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Braning<br>Time;&nbsp; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Merc, Fields of Faraway<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo couldn't believe it. He had heard of the rumours of different dimensions, but this was taking the crackers! A light elf cleric does not fall from the sky out of an electrical dimensional rift everyday now do they? Solo's grandpa Dante may have fought odd monsters, but he had never told him about other worldly beauties. Solo didn't know what to do, but for starters..."No, silly, Merc is the country. The 'world' as you call it is Fantasia. And its Fareway, not Faraway, but I don#t blame you for misunderstanding." Solo said with a light hearted smile.<br><br>"Neria Zathrieal? Hmm, sounds like a foreign name alright. Maybe from a land off Merc's shores, but certainly other worldly. Its a nice name though!" Solo cheerfully complimented the cleric as he decided to return the favour of introducing himself. "Well, I'm Solo Branning, and even though it isn't a profession, I'm a wayfarer...and before you ask I'm not a gypsy, there is a difference." he stated with a chuckle. "Anyways, may I as why you've come to our world of Fantasia? Surely there must be a reason, or mere chance?"
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				Post by: <strong>bubby</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 23:09:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Day 1~Hillsbrow Village/Inn~ Galieon Silveris (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/Zi_by_heise.jpg)~</strong></div><br>The caped and cowled figure sat in a shadowy corner, the silence surrounding the person palpable. Long pale fingers were wrapped around a tankard of ale, a booted foot set casually upon a chair. Were any to gaze deeper into that corner they might possibly catch the glow of slanted red eyes, but truly, the darkness of the hood was deep.<br><br>Business went on as usual for a time, until the door banged open and a trio of obvious rogues entered. Drunk, loud and belligerent. To the bar they stumbled first, bellowing for ale. The tender scrambled, trying bis best to get the men their drinks quickly, having dealt with these men before it seemed and just wanting to keep the peace. Gathering their tankards and not leaving payment, the three barreled through the room, yelling at customers, kicking at a couple of old men playing chess and stealing their table. One even reached over another table and snatched foods from a patrons plate, snarling and daring the man for retaliation that didn't come. The bar maid was accosted, forced into the lap of another thug, breasts groped unwanted. Yet the poor girl did nothing but sit and endure, fear on her pretty face, the portly tender wringing a bar towel as he watched.<br><br>“I think your patronage is no longer desired. You should leave...now..”<br><br>The voice came drifting from the covered figure in the corner. It was cold, fluid, a deep resonating timbre that held the promise of danger. The biggest thug let out a mighty laugh, stomping across the room to stare down at the shadowed figure. Meaty fingers grabbed the chair that a boot nestled in, yanking it free and twirling it around to sit in it backwards. Daring as well to steal the tankard from pale digits and down it in a couple gulps. Throwing the container across the room, a squawk from the tender could be heard as it exploded on the wall above and behind his head. The thug leaned forward toward the quiet figure, leering, spitting on the floor by the boot that had settled to the wooden planks.<br><br>“ Yea? Just wha' you think you gunna do? This be <em>my</em> place. I be thinkin' <em>you</em> need to be leavin'...”<br><br>The entire tavern had gone quiet during this exchange. The rogues friends had slowly risen from their seats, the bar maid scurrying to&nbsp; the kitchen and safety, the tender slowly sinking down behind the counter to hide. He knew how these situations usually ended. Or did he? The mans sidekicks had come up behind him as he started laughing again, pointing to the silent figure, looking over his shoulder to his cohorts.<br><br>“ Looky here. Got all quiet 'e did. Thought to be the boss, but me showed...”<br><br>The sentence wasn't even finished and movement occurred. The figure stood and steel rang free, singing a sweet song. N the b,link of an eye the blade came out and swooped, and silence reigned again... until the screaming started. The bandit that had been speaking stumbled up, gripping his wrist as blood spurted from the stump, his now unattached appendage remaining upon the dirty floor where it flopped.<br><br>“ ME 'AND!!! The bastid's cut off me 'and!! Get 'im boys!!”<br><br>And the dance began. Without a sound the cape dropped free from the figure, allowing Galeion to finally be seen. Such an exotic sight. Silver hair that flowed down his body to his waist. Almondesque eyes that blazed hot rage.&nbsp; What pale flesh that could be seen seemed to hold a metallic sheen&nbsp; Beneath the simple cotton of a sleeveless shirt and well fitting leather pants, obvious toned muscle tensed as he moved. As the remaining two men attacked, the blade whirled free. The speed of Galeion was awe-inspiring. The first man leaped forth, and a simple low swipe slashed at the top of his knee, taking him down easily. As the second man came, yelling and attempting to come down on the sword-master with a knife, the blade came up from a crouched position and sank into the shoulder of the knife wielding arm. Yanking his weapon free Galeion stood, his smoldering gaze sweeping the room. Taking on a disgusted expression, his sword was wiped free of blood on the nearest still shrieking rogue's shirt, stepping over and around the three as he sheathed his blade. Moving to his table he retrieved his cape and his pack. From its confines a purse was brought forth and the eyes of the tender, peeking up from the counters edge widened as the sound of coin clinking could be heard.&nbsp; <br><br>“ For your troubles...” was all the swordsman said before turning, sweeping the floor length cape over broad shoulders. Platinum hair was once again hidden beneath the deep cowl, and Galeion made his way out the door, leaving the sounds of pained screams in his wake, passing two females that he paid no attention to.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 23:52:11</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, early morning.<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br>Tagged; Daria and Galieon</strong><br><br>The fight was over before it began as Giselle and Daria entered the inn right behind the rogues.&nbsp; They had a front row seat to the entire affair, and the half Drow had to admit that she wouldn't want to cross whoever this man was unless she had no other choice.&nbsp; The guards-woman beside her probably wouldn't take too kindly to the whole affair, but the ranger had to give Galieon props for his masterful display with his sword.&nbsp; She had to also admit that if it came to a fight between them, she wasn't sure she'd make it out in one piece.&nbsp; Still, those were thoughts for another time as she stepped on one rogue without losing her balance at all, her boot planting itself firmly in his gut as she wandered over to the man's table, a grin plastered on her face despite him blowing right by her and Daria.&nbsp; The rogue she had stepped on didn't even try to get back up after that, winded, wounded, and humiliated to boot.&nbsp; Waving the tender over to her table, Giselle offered a warm smile to the girl as she dropped her pack by her chair before looking up to the human who still had a terrified look in her eyes.&nbsp; "Do not worry, I don't plan to cause trouble.&nbsp; I simply wish some bread and a glass of water if you can spare it."&nbsp; She left a few gold coins to help cover anything the man hadn't already paid for, having plenty in her heavy purse to warrant the loss.&nbsp; The woman gratefully accepted the payment before going to fill the half Drow's order.&nbsp; Now, what would happen from here would determine her road to other places in this world she was in now.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fareway and the surrounding Fields<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>Neria blushed at her mistake in what the country and area they were in was called, feeling embarrassed about the whole thing.&nbsp; Still, she was glad Solo was a kind young man, as far as she could see now anyway, and felt safe in her abilities to defend herself if it came to that.&nbsp; She smiled in turn just as easily, glad he had found her mistake amusing rather than insulting.&nbsp; Hearing his own introduction, the light elf cleric nodded her approval of the man's name, as well as his honesty, as far as she could detect anyway.&nbsp; She was just observant more than anything, but she did have magic that could sense evil intent in a person's heart, and she felt nothing of the same from Solo, making her relax even further.&nbsp; "It is an honor and a pleasure to meet you Solo Branning who's a wayfarer but not a gypsy."&nbsp; She teased lightly, her sea green eyes twinkling with mirth at her own little joke at the man's expense.&nbsp; When he asked her why she was here, Neria shrugged since there was no harm in telling him her story.&nbsp; "The rift appeared in my bedroom today, although why it did I cannot be certain.&nbsp; I didn't take long to decide to come here though, and packed a bag, told a few people what I was doing that needed to know so my home was taken care of, and stepped through as you see me now.&nbsp; So really it is mere chance alone that I am here this day, Solo.&nbsp; Still, this world is a beautiful place, and I'd love to see more of it.&nbsp; Would you be against me traveling with you for a time?&nbsp; I would make it worth your while Solo.&nbsp; I'm a healer of no small power, and I know my way around a sword and shield."
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 23:53:56</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria walked up to the door and paused, turning her head to the elf that was following her. "My name is Daria." she said in a neutral tone. "I'm a Captain of the Royal Guard."<br><br>Before she could add more however, sounds of a commotion came from inside the inn. She sighed, speaking quietly to herself "It never ends does it..." and went to open the door, but instead the door opened and a man came casually walking out before she could reach the handle. She gave her a curious look, wondering who it was, but decided not to bother, since the sounds were still coming from inside.<br><br>Once in the inn, she saw everyone being very quiet and in shock, looking at what appeared to be three critically injured men on the ground, in the middle of the room. Daria frowned and tightened her grip on her shield, while pulling out her sword and speaking loudly. "Alright, what's going on in here?!"<br><br>She mostly ignored what the elf did at this point, being more concerned as to finding out who had done this and why.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 15:00:21</strong>
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				Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village, Heading for the Inn<br><br><em>"Well that didn't take long. Send my apprentice on an errand and he hops right to it. Now. What kind of mischief can I find for myself? A cute girl, some food and some ale to get my spirits up and warm the blood?"</em> Mentally the man in red and black traveler's clothes said to himself. A robe was over his body with along sleeves that were tight at the wrist and long at the elbows. The robes ended at the knee so that he could avoid dirtying his own fine silks with the ground when he walked. Long black boots of fine leather which end right under the knee for knee deep ventures were upon his feet with long pants tucked underneath. Underneath the robes was a simple soft white shirt and his hair was jet black and short. Deep green eyes peer out at his surroundings and he decides to try and stimulate the economy a touch&nbsp; walking onwards towards the inn for some food and drink. Besides, he had a contact there and he wanted to make sure he got what he came for. It was then however that he heard a rather demanding and shall we say uptight woman yell about 'what happened here' which clearly meant someone had been very naughty here and had been causing trouble in the bar. <em>"Well that's perfect and here I was thinking this was going to be boring."</em>, he mentally berated himself as he would head on in for the moment seeing what went on. A few injured/dead men on the ground, a few lost fingers or two and it was rather unappetizing for the inn. Well the decor couldn't be helped as he would try and avoid Daria and head up to the bar quietly and places a pair of silvers on the bar top. <strong>"Honeymead please."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 18:43:32</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time;&nbsp; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Merc, Fields of Faraway<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo laughed as Neria decided to tease him about his introduction, he should've seen it coming. He liked her, she was kind, friendly, sympathetic, but she was new to this world. He reckoned she'd manage on her own, but still he did feel a little duty bound to helping her out. Well, that was until her explination pretty much sorted out the fact she'd jumped into their world, or something on those lines. She looked strong and Solo had no desires to test her strength against him. He'd rarely used a sword, except in battle, and wasn't really accustomed to it as of yet.<br><br>Neria then asked Solo if he'd allow her to accompany him on his journey, offering her abilities to sweeten her end of the bargain. Solo didn't mind, after all, one is the loneliest number there ever was. So he shook her hand and said "Its a deal. I'm walking over to Stoneholm, which'll take me to Pluma Island, and then a boat back home! I'm getting my bearings so that eventually I can go off Merc and maybe somewhere else." He explained as he accpted her proposal, beginning to walk through the large fields, seeing the entrance to a forest quite a distance away. "Wow, I never knew how beautiful the world was until today." Solo said as he looked at nature, admiring its beauty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 19:23:07</strong>
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				<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fareway and the surrounding Fields<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>She hadn't told him the whole truth about what she did for a living, but that was because some people even in her home world didn't like the other side of the coin that she possessed about her way of life.&nbsp; Despite having a local Lord's protection for her and her temple and all that dwell within the place, she had more than a few people threaten to burn the place down around her ears, but so far that hadn't happened thankfully.&nbsp; That was why she hadn't mentioned it yet to Solo, unsure what he'd say about her other 'job', more like a calling but it amounted to the same thing.&nbsp; Shaking the thought away as she smiled warmly upon his agreement, squeezing his hand gently in her own, the light elf cleric felt this would be the start of a long friendship if nothing else.&nbsp; Following him along, Neria nodded her understanding of what he proposed, wondering what this place was like as they found an entrance to a forest a ways off from the Fareway Fields.&nbsp; "You haven't been on the road long have you?"&nbsp; She replied, already knowing how beautiful nature could be, having lived in such a place for a long time until she had had her Temple constructed when she was a lot younger.&nbsp; She had traveled far with her old master that had taught her all of her cleric powers and abilities before he had passed on, but not before putting her into training to be what she was keeping hidden from Solo, at least until she gained more of his trust anyway.&nbsp; "Not all forests are safe to travel Solo.&nbsp; Back home, one constantly had to be on their guard for we have plenty of monsters that would be more than happy to tear you apart if you weren't careful.&nbsp; Still, there is little that we can't handle together."&nbsp; She reassured him, smiling warmly before leading the way into the place just a step ahead of the human beside her.<br><br>The worst she thought would be here would be goblins, giant spiders maybe, but this was a whole new world, so who knew what might lie in wait within the boughs of this forest.&nbsp; "What creatures are common around here?"&nbsp; She asked, putting a hand to her sword, just in case it was needed before they got out the other side of this forest.&nbsp; The more she knew, the better the chances they'd have.&nbsp; "Also, do you happen to know what's going on in this world?&nbsp; Anything I might find pertinent?&nbsp; I'm a stranger to this world, educate me if you can."&nbsp; She said, wanting to know everything she could about this place since she had a feeling she'd be here for the long haul.&nbsp; The more she knew, the better she'd be able to respond to whatever might lie ahead, at least that's what Neria was thinking anyway.&nbsp; Forearmed with knowledge would be forewarned and all that.&nbsp; Seeing tracks in the dirt, Neria knelt and took a closer look, identifying them as deer or horses.&nbsp; Giselle was a far better tracker than she was, but she wasn't too bad at it either.&nbsp; "Animal tracks, most likely deer if I had to guess.&nbsp; Might be a water source nearby if we need to refill our water bags."&nbsp; She explained, standing a moment later before turning sharply, having heard a branch snap to the right.&nbsp; Maybe it was the deer?&nbsp; Somehow, she doubted it as she slowly pulled her sword and held it in her right hand before pulling her shield from her back, having a bad feeling it was something dangerous.<br><br>((Feel free to throw a monster or ten at us if you like.&nbsp; Or, it can be a simple animal making all the noise.&nbsp; It's all up to you pal.))<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, Morning<br>Location; Merc, Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br>Tagged; Daria and Zoltan</strong><br><br>Shaking her head in amusement at Daria's overly aggressive manner of speaking, the half Drow looked over just in time to see a mage enter the Inn.&nbsp; She could feel an immense amount of power coming from the man, her Drow blood containing a kind of magical sense that could pinpoint and detect most magical beings and those that used the arcane like the man at the bar clearly did.&nbsp; The true strength however in her Drow nature was the fact that someone trying to throw magic her way would have a hard time to do so since she'd pick up right on it before getting out of the way real quick.&nbsp; Regardless, she didn't pay the man much mind before getting the guard captain's attention.&nbsp; "Isn't it obvious?&nbsp; There was a bar fight, and these three fools lost before it began.&nbsp; If I had to guess, they were drunk and disorderly, and someone stepped in and put them in their place.&nbsp; They're all still alive, but they won't be doing this again in a long time to come most likely.&nbsp; Now put that sword away before you give the barmaid another reason to have a heart attack."&nbsp; Giselle said, having a feeling Daria was going to be a real joy to get along with as said barmaid came back with her order, earning a warm smile for her quickness before taking a sip of her water, enjoying the pure clean taste of the liquid before helping herself to a bit of the bread.&nbsp; It was good, just as the guard captain said it would be, but she had foregone the mead since she wasn't a fan of anything remotely alcoholic.&nbsp; Turning her gaze briefly upon the mage's back again, Giselle swept her brown eyes back to Daria, wondering what she'd say to her own little comment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 20:32:38</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow</strong><br><br>Daria squinted her eyes at the dark elf, not appreciating to be told what to do. "Many people only understand force. I won't allow unruly people to disturb the peace in this land." She sheltered her sword then walked over to the injured men, pulling one up by the chin and getting a good look at his face. She grumbled. "I know these men, they've caused trouble before. I guess they've had their lesson now, but I would still like to know who beat them up so badly. The last thing we need is people taking matter into their own hands. That's how we get anarchy."<br><br>She stood back up and went to the door where a few guards had come to. "Men, take these three into custody." They quickly nodded then moved in to apprehend them. As she spoke, she noticed a man come in. Like Giselle, she could see he was clearly powerful, although the Captain had no way to know how much magic he possessed, since she couldn't sense these things, but by his confident look it was clear this was a traveler to watch.<br><br>Deciding not to provoke another confrontation, she went to a few turned over tables and helped the bartender get the room in a bit of a better shape, before taking a seat at one of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 20:53:19</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fareway and the surrounding Fields<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo smiled as Neria shook his hand in return, he had a partner! Yes! Mentally fist pumping, Solo smiled as he dramatically pointed towards the forest, before Neria asked him if he had been travelling for long...well, not asking, stating he was a novice really. And he couldn't argue, he was a novice. This was his first time in the world on his own, and he didn't really pay attention to the lessons his father gave him, only his mother's survival guides. So, instead of demanding her reason for asking this, being fully aware it'd be pointless even responding since she too would know his response, he simply nodded. It was all he really could do. Then she warned him about the forests, or more accurately the creatures within. Now, when she said creatures, Solo thought at most those cute Slimes (see Beastiary) that would jump around town with their adorabe smiles, the cutest little pet you'd see. But for all he knew, she could be right, so dropping his dramatic pose, he decided to simply follow Neria; the irony was incredible, the wayfarer was being led by a cleric from another world!<br><br>As they entered the forest, Solo explained "Well, from what I know, the creaures in Fantasia are a huge wide variety. But on Merc, or at least Fareway, the creatures stay in their little places. They are often docile, but there are a few more...feral creatures." hopefully not frightening her, but the again a woman like her probably would have seen much more frightening things than he had when she went out in her world. As she knelt down, to look at the tracks, she stated they maybe deer tracks, to which Solo's eyes lit up brilliantly. "A deer? I love them! So majestic, graceful..." He said quietly, afraid to startle it if it did exist. And then the branch snapped, Neria instantly into combat ready position. Solo, from this drew out his sword, facing the bush, which then startled the deer ahead of them, a comical sweatdrop rolling down Solo's aggrivated face. Suddenly, a group of Slimes hopped out of the bushes and stood before them, to which Solo laughed. "Its only Slimes! They won't hurt-OUCH!" He was interupted by a Slime launching itself at Solo, to which he snarled at them. "Alright, they will hurt you." he clarified before drawing his sword down on one, knocking it out easily. They weren't too hard. And he merely stuck down another two, leaving the last three to Neria. Solo watched the cleric to see what she could do...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 21:20:04</strong>
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				((Too much Dragon Quest by chance there Crazy Jay?&nbsp; Lol.))<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fareway and the surrounding Fields<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>Neria laughed melodically at Solo's dramatic pose, finding him quite amusing despite the possible dangers that were ahead of them.&nbsp; Still, she listened intently to what the young man had to say, absorbing every detail like a sponge in water.&nbsp; This place sounded far more peaceful from the way he talked, save for the occasional feral creature he warned her about.&nbsp; Even so, she was assured that most didn't wander too far from their homes, telling her they were territorial.&nbsp; Some of the monsters from her home world were the same, but most tended to wander, pillage, and plunder if they had any sentience such as orcs, giants, goblins, and other creatures besides.&nbsp; She wasn't frightened in the least, and nodded her understanding before the deer came out of hiding.&nbsp; She relaxed slightly only to put her shield and sword back into a combat ready position when the blue Slimes came out of hiding.&nbsp; Slimes?&nbsp; Really?&nbsp; That was it?&nbsp; Solo didn't seemed too bothered by them until one slammed into him with its small body, making him yelp in surprised pain.&nbsp; Neria didn't waste anymore time as he gave the confirmation to lay waste to them.&nbsp; She didn't have to be told twice.&nbsp; She was a trained dancer in both the traditional art forms as well as the erotic ones, and it helped with her sword play as she moved fluidly from one to the next.&nbsp; Giselle was far faster than she was, but the light elf did good as she slashed one in half as she stepped agily by, spinning to the left before slamming her shield into a second as she completed the spin only to stop and thrust straight ahead, catching the third in midair as it tried to launch itself at her.&nbsp; They all disappeared in puddles of their former selves before being absorbed into the ground.<br><br>Wiping her sword on the grass at her feet, Neria turned her head to Solo and smiled, shaking her head in amusement at the whole thing.&nbsp; "And here I was expecting far worse than simple Slimes.&nbsp; We have much stronger creatures back home that can lay waste to villages and even entire cities if enough are able to mass together.&nbsp; Luckily, the ones that are numerous and could potentially do such damage are too chaotic to work together, and thus they rarely if ever amass their forces into one cohesive unit, for which everyone at home is grateful for.&nbsp; Let us move on, but not before taking a look at you.&nbsp; How bad did that Slime hurt you?"&nbsp; She asked, concern in her voice as she walked over to Solo, hoping it was just a simple bruise and nothing more than that.&nbsp; If it was she'd let him decide if he wanted it healed or not, but if it was more then she'd step in whether he liked it or not.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br>Tagged; Daria and Zoltan</strong><br><br>"Be it as it may, I don't think you'd want to meet up with whoever took care of the rogues.&nbsp; From what I could see and hear before we got to the door, the fight was over before it could even begin.&nbsp; I know only a few people from my own world that can move that fast and not be marked once, myself included."&nbsp; Giselle replied back, having a feeling that she wouldn't last two seconds in a fight with such a warrior.&nbsp; She was telling Daria all this for her own good so she didn't wind up dead for trying to arrest such a man.&nbsp; "If you're truly dead set in trying to apprehend such a person, I'll help you Daria, but let me at least finish my breakfast first eh?&nbsp; As for getting anarchy, one man taking matters into his own hands with just a few simple rogues won't matter in the long run.&nbsp; Still, I would like to know more about this world since I'm not even from this place."&nbsp; She explained, helping herself to a bit more of her bread, wondering if the mage was paying attention to their conversation and what he might add to it if he was.&nbsp; He intrigued her, there was no doubt of that, but time would tell where things went from here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 22:02:08</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo was a little surprised a little slime managed to hit him. He was more surprised <em>a</em> little slime had hit him. Really? A little slime? A blue and generally docile creature. bah, it didn't matter, the only thing the little tike hurt was Solo's ego. But when Solo did finish his lot, he watched intently at Neria, and...wow. She moved with such grace and elegance, yet slaughtering each sime as if it was butter...well, they are slimes, they'd be easier to cut than butter. But still, she amazed him, and Solo could only wish to reach her standard one day. Then as she cleaned her blade, she mentioned even stronger creatures. Well, there would certainly be stronger beasts than slimes. They're slimes! SLIMES! Anyways, she was concerned at the slimes impact on his body...face. Solo blinked twice before letting out a laugh. Afterwards, he said "Geez Neria, you really are kind! But I'm fine, don't worry, its just a slime, and it barely made a scratch!"<br><br>Then Solo noted something, another bit of sound, but he didn't consider it. Surely it was nothing more than another slime just ready to be mischevious and taunt him again...it was. Another slime leaped out the bush and landed onto Solo's face, wobbling around him like grease as he tried to yank the critter off him, realizing he was looking like such a fool right now. As he managed to grab hold of it, he pulled it into his vision and said "Hey, what's the b-huh?" Solo noted the Slime wasn't smiling, it was panicking, and it hopped onto him for protection from something. Then a loud roar could be heard. Solo gulped as he let the slime stay on his shoulder, grabbing hold of Neria's hand as he rushed from the roar, simply saying "Don't go back there, Ryukamioni's are notoriously vicious. If we can evade it, we should!"<br><br>(if we fight it or not, thats your choice, I'll be adding Ryukamioni to the Beastiary shortly.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 22:42:45</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1, Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria ordered a drink from one of the barmaids, who soon brought it to her. As she sipped from her drink, she shook her head at Giselle. "Who said I wanted to arrest him? Hell, if he's that good, and wants to punish criminals, I might try to hire him into the Legion. I just don't want civilians to start causing a mess around town in a vigilant style."<br><br>Just as she finished, the door of the inn suddenly opened noisily and a guard stepped in. His armor was ripped, dirty, and he seemed exhausted and bruised at many places. He looked around, and spotting Daria, he walked over to the two girls and interrupted them. "Captain! Ma'am! There's a creature, a big one, coming from the west! It's killed a bunch of farm animals already, and when I tried to apprehend it with my partner, well...." Daria put a hand on the guard's shoulder. "What happened, guardsman?" The guard breathed heavily. "This monster killed him, and would have killed me as well if I didn't run away! This thing has huge teeth and horns, it's over 10 feet tall, and is coming this way..."<br><br>Daria looked down, looking thoughtful. "Hmm... This is bad, we can't allow some wild creature to kill villagers." Looking back at the guardsman, she dismissed him. "Go see the town healer, have him patch you up. And get some rest, I'll handle this." She then looked at Giselle to see what she would say about that.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 23:00:15</strong>
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				<strong>Arianna Davenport</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hillsbrow Village<br><br>Tugging her hood further down to block her features, Arianna moved unnoticed through the people that were out and about for the day. She had only recently arrived to this village and though there were many marks just ripe for the picking she had thus far stayed her hand in favor of caution. The guard presence here seemed a tad thick for her liking, though truthfully they were only a concern if she were to get caught. In her 21 years it had yet to happen and for good reason. She wasn't about to let that change now.<br><br>Hitching her pack higher up onto her shoulder she turned her gaze to the Inn she had spotted. Already it seemed trouble had broken out but she was no stranger to such things so it did not deter her from entering. Her coin purse was still flush with her success from the last town and thus she could afford to splurge on a decent breakfast this morning. <br><br>With quiet steps, not a swish from her clothing or a sound from the floor, she slipped in just behind a taller man and picked her way past the rather official looking woman and the troublemakers she was apparently dealing with. Her oddly colored gaze landed upon the men following the woman's orders before slipping to the elf who sought to caution the Captain of the guard, the latter causing an amused smile to play about her lips. <br><br>Despite her amusement at the scene before her, Ari sought to avoid entanglement in an issue that was of no concern to her and so she chose a table farther away from the commotion and dropped her pack lightly to the ground. Fixing it between herself and the wall, she sat and removed her gloves with smooth, unhurried motions. Leaning back in a rather casual slouch, she kept her hood down and allowed her body to relax in a manner befitting a weary traveler. Of course she remained very much alert and observant while she waited for service but she would see and hear more if others thought her not to be paying attention. She needed to get a feel for this place and its people before deciding if use of her particular skills was worth the effort or not. <br><br>She might have settled in further had the door not burst open to reveal a rather ragged looking guardsman with alarming news. Smiling more broadly beneath her hood she thought she might perhaps be able to use the distraction to her advantage if this creature did manage to make it to the village. Sometimes it paid to be in the right spot at the right time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 01:11:56</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village Inn<br>Tagged: Daria, Giselle</strong><br><br>As the Honeymead was served by the bar wench, his hand quietly took up the tankard and sipped slowly <strong>"So dear lady, what news does the lovely wench have?"</strong> He said absolutely flirtatious in tone his emerald green eyes upon her. The woman blinked a few times at him blushing a touch as he continued. <strong>"Oh come now, surely a woman with your wondrous assets hears some gossip from travelers of all kinds."</strong> *CRACK* The bartender just slapped him for that last comment. Zoltan blinked a few times and rolls his jaw a bit before he smiled again. <strong>"You hurt me so good. But thats not a real answer mlad-"</strong> *CRACK* A double dose to make sure he stopped his flirtations. <strong>"....Ow."</strong> Rejection always was hard but it was a lot harder to take when he was much younger. Still he shrugged it off and sits down again <strong>"One more slap my dear and I won't give you a tip. But just hear me out this time."</strong> She had her arms folded over her chest looking at him impatiently. <strong>"Just tell me if anyone has gone asking about this."</strong> He unfolds a note and lets her read it. Looking at it she paused and shook her head without a word given to him. Zoltan however had gotten exactly what he wanted thanks to that note and that was enough. She hands him back the note and then puts it back in the robe. <strong>"Thank you very much for your robust hospitality and I will surely remember this-"</strong> *CRACK* Taking the tip in the form of a gold coin after the third slap she stormed off leaving Zoltan with red on his face rubbing his cheeks. <strong>"No luck whatsoever. And she hits hard too."</strong> This used to be so easier when he could just do whatever he pleased but no, some tyrant or what not decides to spoil his fun. <br><br>That's when his eyes fell upon the woman in armor and the raven skinned beauty that was nearby her and started to really pay attention once again to his surroundings. As he noticed a few other people were nearby as well his ears perked up about a monster in the nearby area. Well that would be where he was going to leave of course but that was only if his apprentice was done with his errands Zoltan sent him on... which he wasn't... as he had planned on. What rotten luck he was having. Regardless he had to wonder what type of monster it was. If it was big enough to eat a person whole then obviously it might be a bit much. Besides he didn't want to show off his magic in Imperial Territory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 04:06:47</strong>
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				((You should see my point score in games like Baldur's Gate Dark Alliance 1 and 2.&nbsp; You'd know from that alone I never run from a fight, no matter how tough it is.))<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, Morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>Neria was glad that Solo was alright, her concern for his well being sated, at least for the moment.&nbsp; Even so, when yet another slime appeared in a panic this time, she turned towards the sound and stood her ground, not about to run if a monster as powerful as the man made it sound was loose on the land.&nbsp; Too many people would be killed if they left it alone, at least that's what she was thinking anyway as she pulled her sword and shield again.&nbsp; "No Solo.&nbsp; I'm a cleric that follows the elven god of war and protection.&nbsp; It's my faith and my belief that we stand and fight for the innocents this thing might slay if we do not take it down now."&nbsp; Her voice was commanding and only a fool would not listen well to what she said, sounding quite convincing as well.&nbsp; Fires burned brightly in her sea green orbs that told anyone her mind was made up, and only a fool would try to stop her now as the fire demon roared again before coming out of the trees.&nbsp; Even the light elf, who had seen much and experienced much, was in a bit of shock at what the creature looked like, but she was not about to run now.&nbsp; "Stand firm Solo!&nbsp; We fight or we die together!"&nbsp; To make sure he didn't back down too soon, Neria cast a spell that would bolster the young man's bravery as well as her own as she swept her shield arm as if to cover an area designated by her, although it wasn't needed in her case as a white light bathed them both, imbuing them with the courage to stand strong as she completed the spell before going onto the next one she had in mind.<br><br>The next spell was directed at the demon before them.&nbsp; It wouldn't kill it given its immense size and strength most likely, but it'd weaken it sorely if it worked at all.&nbsp; Holding her sword arm out this time, her blade pointed at the creature before her, Neria shouted the command words as a blue beam shot out of her sword at the end which hit the fire beast square in the chest.&nbsp; At first, nothing would seem to happen, but then the flames covering the creature would turn blue, and the heat they were generating would turn ice cold, damaging the beast substantially as long as it was able to continue.&nbsp; The monster in question howled as the fires that kept it going were suddenly being used against it, and it was hurting quite painfully from it.&nbsp; "Now, let's end this together!"&nbsp; Neria shouted, charging in fast before the creature could recover, hoping her Cold Fire spell would last long enough to end this fight.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, Morning<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br>Tagged; Daria, Arianna, and Zoltan</strong><br><br>"I get the feeling the way he brushed by me at the door that he isn't the one to follow orders very well.&nbsp; Neither am I though since I prefer to lead rather than to follow."&nbsp; Giselle replied, finishing up her small breakfast just as the mage was getting slapped in the face by the barmaid.&nbsp; The display was amusing, but she bit her tongue so she didn't insult the man by laughing at his misfortune, although it was hard not too.&nbsp; Even so, she stilled as he swept his eyes over her and Daria, and Giselle returned the stare, wondering what kind of man he was under the flirty attitude he had presented thus far, having caught every word he had spoken to the woman that had taken offense to his comments.&nbsp; She had briefly looked as a newcomer came into the inn, suspecting there was more to the patron than met the eye under her cloak and the way she moved, having seen plenty of skilled rogues that could move with at least some semblance of the same skill she tried to keep hidden.&nbsp; To a trained observer like her though, the facade was easy to see through, at least to a certain extent.&nbsp; Her attention was torn away however when a guardsman rushed into the room, beaten and bruised but otherwise alright as he explained that a monster was attacking even as he spoke.&nbsp; Daria didn't even have time to look at Giselle as she rose from her table and rushed for the door, her hands already going for her twin scimitar blades that rested on her hips.&nbsp; "What are you waiting on Daria?&nbsp; Let's go!"&nbsp; Giselle commanded, most likely earning the captain's ire for bossing her around, but the more time they wasted the more people would end up either hurt or dead, and that the half Drow ranger would not tolerate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 04:19:29</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>As Daria's eyes returned to the seat where the Drow was sitting a moment before, she realized the girl was already up and rushing towards the door, yelling for her to do the same. She was surprised that someone like that, who seemed so independent and sure of herself, would be eager to rush into combat. But this was the course of action she was about to do herself so she couldn't reprimand her for it.<br><br>The Captain stood up and quickly moved after the elf, going out of the inn and looking around, her hand on her sword's hilt, ready for action. Outside, there was no sight of the beast, but soon they could both hear terrified yells coming from the west side of town, as villagers had seen something coming towards the gate. Daria knew that this village's gate, made of wood, or even its walls, would be little use against a 10 foot tall monster. She rushed towards the western gate, shouting at the people who were running in the opposite direction. "Get to your homes! Lock your doors until this beast is taken care of!"<br><br>As soon as she reached the gate, the two guards there were on each side of the entrance, their swords out and looking towards the forest. They looked at her nervously, clearly fearful of what would come next. Daria put a hand on each of the guard's shoulders in an appeasing manner. Unlike many of the guards, which were young men recruited to keep the peace, the Captain had seen combat many times, and her presence alone was enough to calm them. She also gave a quick look back to see who had followed her to the defense of the village.<br><br>Soon, a loud bestial growl could be heard coming from ahead, in the forest, a clear sign that something was approaching...<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 04:46:43</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged: Daria, Giselle</strong><br><br>Well those two seemed like they were going to do fairly brave things and Zoltan figured he should at least have a seat by the window of the Inn to try and have a view from the gate if possible. He wanted to be out of the action yet still be able to see it and his eyes glanced over to see the market place had clear out. In particular the blacksmiths forge had some nice fresh weapons up for sale. Not as nice as say the guards were but a man still had to defend himself in times like this so... It makes sense. His hands fold onto the table&nbsp; one hand tucked into the sleeve of the other just in case he needed a bit more direct action but he figured it should not be needed. The loud roar however might give Zoltan pause to think since this sounded like a very dangerous monster. <em>"Now where did I hear that kind of roar before..."</em> His eyes would keep watch on that gate.
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				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 16:27:30</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo's eyes widened in panic when he heard Neria say she was going to fight it. They way she spoke didn't convince him that much, but she was right. Solo didn't want to be the reason why this behemoth could have ended Fareway, and its sheer size would prove it could. Still, Solo clenched his fists around his sword, taking off his wooden shield on his back, and took position, the slime standing (if it can so be called) behind his leg cowering in fear as they saw it, the Ryukamioni, roaring in a violent foul mood. Solo wouldn't be surprised if it turned out that the slime accidentally woke him up, but it didn't take a moron to know the slime was certainly his first victim...well, that is until the beastly creature saw Neria and Solo. The green haired young man stood strong, letting his courage take over, to defend the little slime, and as Neria egged him on, both with her words and her bravery boost, Solo nodded.<br><br>Well, Neria made quick work of the beastly demon, her sword directly at the beast as she shot a torrent of blue flame at him, striking it ferociously, the creature screeching in pain from it. The flames were cold, and certainly a weakness, and its chest froze over as Neria had predicted. The damage was done, the Ryukamioni had taken a severe hit, but letting out a fierce roar, it shattered the glass in an instant. It was quite a reckless tactic, because the flames caused it to bleed, but the ice sealed the wound. Solo noted the opening, and he took it, pointing his blade to the hole and charging at the beast, the slimey companion hopping onto his shoulder doing so. "Hewe! Wet me hewp you with this!" The oozely little creature spoke as it casted a little buff onto Solo's sword, imbueing it with lightning. Solo was a little too pumped to note the speach, but he like the lightning a lot. Leaping at the beast, who took its large arm to swipe Solo away, the lightning blade connected and slice it throught the forearm, followed by thrusting the volt imbued blade into its chest, electrifying the creature. Solo barked "Neria! Get it with a water attack!" to which the slimey friend blue a little water bolt at the creature, the explosive reaction doing its damage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 17:00:05</strong>
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				<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>A water attack wouldn't be enough despite the fact Neria's own sword was doing plenty of damage on its own as she cut deep into the fire demon's right thigh as she passed at the same time Solo was attacking hard with the little slime on his shoulder adding some lightning power to his blade.&nbsp; She didn't think she had any choice as she looked to the heavens above, and invoked one of her most powerful spells she had.&nbsp; She was not about to take any chances as she backed away from the fire demon, giving her enough space as well as Solo for what was coming as the very air seemed to crackle and hiss with power, indicating the coming of something big.&nbsp; In this case, four somethings since she was summoning not one, not two, but four powerful beings from her god's side to do her bidding on this plane of existence in the name of all that was good and decent.&nbsp; Her sea green eyes turned an uniform white as they glowed with immense power, her long blonde hair standing and waving about on its own as she continued her incantation before the very sky lit up as if the sun had moved closer to the ground they stood upon.&nbsp; Four bright light orbs descended from on high to land before Neria as she continued her incantation in her native tongue, her words echoing and rebounding around the forest before the power she was using reached a crescendo pitch as the light orbs transformed into two lantern archons and two Hound Archons, bearing their supremely powerful weapons and armor with far greater skill than she possessed on her own, than any two warriors of equal skill possessed.&nbsp; The drain on her reserves was enormous, but she stood long enough to give the orders that would set them loose to unleash divine fury.&nbsp; <em>"Destroy thine enemy, the Ryukamioni, and protect us both!</em><br><br>The four creatures nodded their accord, speaking as one before turning their attention to the demon in question who was about as close to fear as one could get when you ran around with fire on your body 24/7.&nbsp; <em>"Thy will shall be done, Mistress Zathrieal.</em>&nbsp; Weapons appeared in all four creatures' hands before they ran hard and fast, their holy weapons and gear leaving blazing white trails of energy behind wherever they fell on the fire beast that did not know what to do to defend itself, having never felt such power in its life before.&nbsp; It was over before it began, and the beings from Neria's god disappeared in their orbs of light, their task done as the demon dissolved into ash.&nbsp; The toll was great however as Neria collapsed, exhausted and covered in a layer of sweat from her spell that had almost taken her life to fulfill to completion.&nbsp; For her god and what she believed, she'd have gladly paid the price if it meant innocents were saved from certain death otherwise if they had done nothing.&nbsp; Falling face first into the dirt for the second time that day, Neria Zathrieal knew no more until she'd wake up later on in the day....<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.elftown.com/stuff/Archon.JPG?jpg=y)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 19:59:54</strong>
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				<strong>Arianna Davenport</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hillsbrow Village<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Giselle and Daria<br><br>Fully prepared to use the distraction as a front for some light activity, Arianna rose after the two women departed and followed along behind them at a safe distance. Her movements were relaxed, her foot falls silent more out of habit than effort, and her eyes and ears alert to the movements of the villagers around them as well as the two women a short distance ahead. She was curious as to what manner of beast was coming toward them but also curious about what the Captain and the dark elf intended to do about it. If it was fierce enough to scuff up a guardsman so, what sort of abilities did they possess above and beyond that might help? It would be a good thing to know in the off chance she was caught here in Hillsbrow. Information was never a waste of time in her business.<br><br>In any case, she couldn't exactly do much while the towns people were focused on taking cover. They would be all backed up away from the fight and stuffed into businesses and dwellings alike trying to stay out of the way. While crowds themselves weren't necessarily a hindrance, crowds indoors were just not a good idea if one were choosing the easiest route. The best time to act would be in the aftermath. When every one felt a little safer and let their guards down in relief, stepping out to mill about and discuss in that way town people had of doing...well if the Captain and her companion were successful anyhow. The common folk would be ripe for the picking then and all she would need to do was stroll among them. <br><br>So for now Ari kept her distance, her hood pulled down to keep her identity hidden while her senses were alerted to the approach of the beast. Who knew, maybe this little scuffle would be entertaining as well. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 20:24:15</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1, Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>For a moment, there was eery silence, as everyone held their breath waiting for what was to come. Most villagers had gone into their homes, hiding, while the brave heroes stood at the entrance gate. Suddenly, like a raising tide, a large beast appeared between the trees, and rushed at the gate. It was a huge lizard, green with scales on its body, a terrifying look on its face. The creature had strong arms and was taller than the gate itself.<br><br>The beast rushed to one of the two guards who barely had time to point his sword at him. The creature roared then slapped the weapon away, picking the man in one hand and raising him into the air, before crushing him back down to the ground, then stepping on him. The guard yelled and died in an instant. Daria rushed at the creature, sword and shield raised. The beast tried to grab her as well but she quickly used her shield to deflect the attack. When she went on the offensive however, the beast proved extremely resilient. The Captain tried to impale his leg but her sword barely hurt the creature, and a small amount of green blood started dripping off. It then roared once more and grabbed Daria by the arm.<br><br>The Captain let out a yell as she was forced to drop her shield, being brought several feet into the air. She gripped on her sword tightly and kept the monster's powerful hand at bay, while she was pushed against the side of the gate, held there by the lizard.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 20:46:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125587.msg5537641#msg5537641">Quote from: Vergil1989 on 01-12-2011, 17:00:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>A water attack wouldn't be enough despite the fact Neria's own sword was doing plenty of damage on its own as she cut deep into the fire demon's right thigh as she passed at the same time Solo was attacking hard with the little slime on his shoulder adding some lightning power to his blade.&nbsp; She didn't think she had any choice as she looked to the heavens above, and invoked one of her most powerful spells she had.&nbsp; She was not about to take any chances as she backed away from the fire demon, giving her enough space as well as Solo for what was coming as the very air seemed to crackle and hiss with power, indicating the coming of something big.&nbsp; In this case, four somethings since she was summoning not one, not two, but four powerful beings from her god's side to do her bidding on this plane of existence in the name of all that was good and decent.&nbsp; Her sea green eyes turned an uniform white as they glowed with immense power, her long blonde hair standing and waving about on its own as she continued her incantation before the very sky lit up as if the sun had moved closer to the ground they stood upon.&nbsp; Four bright light orbs descended from on high to land before Neria as she continued her incantation in her native tongue, her words echoing and rebounding around the forest before the power she was using reached a crescendo pitch as the light orbs transformed into two lantern archons and two Hound Archons, bearing their supremely powerful weapons and armor with far greater skill than she possessed on her own, than any two warriors of equal skill possessed.&nbsp; The drain on her reserves was enormous, but she stood long enough to give the orders that would set them loose to unleash divine fury.&nbsp; <em>"Destroy thine enemy, the Ryukamioni, and protect us both!</em><br><br>The four creatures nodded their accord, speaking as one before turning their attention to the demon in question who was about as close to fear as one could get when you ran around with fire on your body 24/7.&nbsp; <em>"Thy will shall be done, Mistress Zathrieal.</em>&nbsp; Weapons appeared in all four creatures' hands before they ran hard and fast, their holy weapons and gear leaving blazing white trails of energy behind wherever they fell on the fire beast that did not know what to do to defend itself, having never felt such power in its life before.&nbsp; It was over before it began, and the beings from Neria's god disappeared in their orbs of light, their task done as the demon dissolved into ash.&nbsp; The toll was great however as Neria collapsed, exhausted and covered in a layer of sweat from her spell that had almost taken her life to fulfill to completion.&nbsp; For her god and what she believed, she'd have gladly paid the price if it meant innocents were saved from certain death otherwise if they had done nothing.&nbsp; Falling face first into the dirt for the second time that day, Neria Zathrieal knew no more until she'd wake up later on in the day....<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.elftown.com/stuff/Archon.JPG?jpg=y)</div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, morning<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo couldn't do more than stand in awe as he witnessed Neria, an elf who at first seemed harmless, but now showed to be completely powerful, as she summoned forth not one, not two, but four godly beasts, two Latern Archons and two Hound Archons, each invoking fear into the hearts of those who saw them. Well, all except those who could know no fear, of course. The Ryukamioni, though extremelly aggresive and determine, couldn't put up even an ounce of resistance as the divine beings crushed it, before returning to their heavenly realm as they had done their master's duty. As they ascended from whenst they had came, the slime jumped off Solo's shoulder and said "You ain't so tough! I could beat you blindfolded!" &nbsp;but at the instance of spotting one who glared at him, he simply darted behind Solo's leg, saying "Said the Green Haired Boy!" &nbsp;trying to save himself.<br><br>As they did disappear, Solo had skipped a heartbeat in the case they did return for him, so he turned to the Slime and said "WHATS THE BIG IDEA!?! YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!!!", to which the Slime said "I know, that'd be funny! My name's Dewey, by the way!" Solo shook his head to this as he said "Hey Neria, you seen the attitude on this one...Neria?!" When he turned, the first glimpse of witnessing Neria collapse into the mud, he darted to the girl as he slapped her cheeks, noting she was still breathing, but sweating heavily. Smiling, he said "You rest up, you've done great today." before throwing the girl onto his shoulder, letting Dewey climb onto the other one, as he said "Lets set up camp, we'd best wait 'til she recovers before we do anything dramatic." to which Dewey looked over at Neria, streching to see her face, as he spewed a trinkle of water to clear her muddy face. Solo did not a small river upahead, and a nice clearing too, the ideal spot, so as he layed her down, instructing Dewey to watch her, he began to set up his sleeping bag and camp, getting a fire going, etc.<br><br>Dewey asked Solo "So, what's your name, mister?" &nbsp;to get back "Solo, Solo Branning. You're Dewey right?" "Yep! Say, mister, I don't suppose I could go along with you guys, could I?" &nbsp;"Why's that Dewey?" "Well, you see, I'm just a slime, but you guys are very strong! So, I figure, you could help me get home to the Slime Kingdom!" "Sure, but one...no, two questions. First, how can you talk, and secondly, you can use magic?" "I can talk alright! All Slimes can, if we learn! Plus, we have to learn magic too! I read, and yes I can read, an old sorceror's tome, but I couldn't turn the page. I can tell they were top notch spells too, but I'm not going to spoil the surprise!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 21:35:03</strong>
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				((I'm assuming it's an Aludrian Giant Lizard from what you put as the description and all.&nbsp; If I'm wrong, feel free to let me know so I can edit.&nbsp; Thanks!))<br><br><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, Morning<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village Gate<br>Tagged; Daria and Arianna</strong><br><br>Giselle had gotten to the gate first, but Daria and her men were right behind her.&nbsp; It pleased the Drow/light elf a great deal to see that she honestly cared for her men as she calmed a few of them down by a simple touch on the shoulder.&nbsp; Not many commanders like her were left back home after the events of the Spellplague and the resulting wars that came afterward, some of which she had fought in.&nbsp; The silence was eerie, like the calm before the storm, and just like any storm, the creature finally arrived and it came in hard and loud.&nbsp; The crushed guard, the destruction it caused, all of it only served to spur Giselle into action, just as Daria was pinned into the gate, her sword drawn and holding the creature's hand....one of them, at bay.&nbsp; The Aludran Giant Lizard had three to spare, but not for long if the ranger had anything to say about it.&nbsp; Giselle was a blur of perpetual motion as she charged in, Icingdeath and Twinkle held firmly in both of her hands as she got the creature's attention by letting Twinkle's blade sink deep into the monster's hand on her way up the thing's arm.&nbsp; It sufficiently distracted the creature from trying to squash Daria into so much paste, but now its attention was fixated squarely on the darting elven warrior despite the fact even Twinkle had had trouble making a mark in its toughened hide.&nbsp; Still, her sword had done a bit better than the guard captain's, leaving a deeper wound behind where it had fell.&nbsp; The creature raised its arm and tried to squash Giselle in its hands like it was trying to swat a fly, but instead, Giselle jumped onto its right upper hand and swung acrobatically around the limb as it was raised up, launching herself at the creature's face.<br><br>The Giant Lizard was too slow to react as Giselle closed the distance and planted her feet firmly on the top of the monster's head, twisting about before she fell off the back end before plunging her blades deep into the back of its neck on either side of its spine.&nbsp; Needless to say, that got quite the scream of agony from the giant beast, but it wasn't nearly enough since the wound wasn't fatal, let alone debilitating as it swung about wildly, trying to shake the ranger loose.&nbsp; Giselle held on for all she was worth, stabbing again into its back as her swords started to come loose from the creature's hide.&nbsp; The more it thrashed around, the more she was dragged down its back, and thus in turn the bigger the gashes she was leaving behind at the same time.&nbsp; "I could use a little help up here!"&nbsp; She shouted down to Daria and whoever else was capable, knowing she was going to be sore when this was over as she was tossed around, not about to let go and be trampled like that poor guard had been not so long ago.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo</strong><br><br>Neria had groaned softly when Dewey, as she'd come to find out later, had sprayed water onto her face, cleaning up the mud that had found its way onto her fair skin.&nbsp; She'd have thanked the little slime when she found out, as soon as she woke up of course.&nbsp; For now, she slept, barely stirring as she was carried, having somehow kept a hold of her sword and shield through it all but she let them go right before Solo put her down on the ground to recover.&nbsp; It'd be a good three hours before she was conscious again, but when she did stir, Neria opened her sea green eyes to find the world was spinning with her as its axis.&nbsp; It took several seconds for her to regain some semblance of herself again, having to blink away the dizziness, but other than being extremely hungry and still exhausted, but that would pass in time, Neria was alright.&nbsp; Sitting up straight as if she had been shot, she remembered what had been going on right before she had collapsed, but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Solo was alright and that the demon was dead, seeing no sign of it anywhere.&nbsp; Putting a metal gloved hand to her face to stop another bout of dizziness from making her throw up, Neria groaned but smiled weakly, most likely seeming quite the fool for her rather excessive spell casting earlier.&nbsp; "How...long was I out of it...Solo?&nbsp; Can I get....some food and water?&nbsp; It feels like I haven't eaten in days.&nbsp; Are you....two alright?"&nbsp; She asked, concern obvious about the health of the slime and her human companion above her own health.&nbsp; It was just how she was, and always had been and always will be most likely.&nbsp; Whether Solo liked it or not, Neria didn't plan to change.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 22:27:49</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria was relieved to see the beast turn its attention away when Giselle attacked. She watched the elf's movements, and there was no question that she was much quicker and more agile than her. Daria was used to frontal combat, and her heavier armor prevented her from doing some of the acrobatics needed to do this kind of offensive maneuvers. Using all her strength, she took advantage of the distracted beast, and as soon as it began to trash about, attempting to kill the elven rogue, she brought down her sword with both hands against the creature's arm, the one holding her up, and cut it right through. She fell to the ground, rolling forward, along with the cut off limb.<br><br>Not wasting a second, she was back on her feet and went to impale the lizard in the chest. The beast saw her come however and turned to protect itself, and Daria's sword instead slashed through its side. The beast bled some more, but quickly riposted with its foot, kicking to the side, catching Daria right in the chest, sending her a few feet into the air and landing on her back, losing grip on her sword. Looking back up, she let out an angry growl. "I'm going to finish you, beast!" Without waiting for the lizard to have another opportunity to attack, she jumped back up and grabbed the creature's remaining free arm with both hands, gripping herself onto it, and pulling with all of her strength, attempting to break its arm. The beast roared once more, suffering immense pain from both girls.<br><br>Meanwhile, the remaining guard had gone on the offensive as well against the beast's tail, although his attacks were much more timid. The beast avoided most of them by moving, but he did manage to get a few good cuts into the monster's flesh. Between all 3 of them, the beast seemed to be much weakened already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 22:29:47</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Dewey grinned widely when the little slime heard Neria's waking groans, bouncing all the way over to her as he looked into the eyes of the woman who had saved his little life. Solo, however, got the first say, as he sat by the fire simple cooking some meat he had gathered. "Hey, welcome back sleepy head. You were out for a few hoursSSAAHHH!! DEWEY!!!" He barked at the slime, who decided to spray him with a little water because he wanted to answer Neria's questions. "Nice twy Mistew Sowo, but pwetty wady was tawking to me!" &nbsp;He side proudly, the slime looking over at Neria. "No, Dewey, her name is Neria, and she was talking to me, at first at least." Solo replied as he finished cooking up the meat he had made, skewering it with a sharp stick he fashioned to make his meals a little more elegant. "Anyways, sure you can have some watew! I've got woads!" Dewey cheerfully chanted, before opening his mouth wide and blasting Neria in the face with at least a bucket full of water. "Oops-OUCH!" Dewey said, before Solo kicked him from Neria's side. "He's going to be a nightmare." He said with a light chuckle, before kneeling down and handing her a grey rag. It was actually his overshirt, he had taken it off because the forest was a little hotter with the fire roaring. Wiping her face dry, he offered her the skewer as he said "We're fine, I caught us some boar whilst Dewey decided to stay watch over you. The little tike was really worried about you, as I was." he said with a smile, rubbing her on her head as he smiled. "I'm glad to see you're alright now though."<br><br>Dewey then hopped back to the group saying "Newia, do you have a sweeping bag? Mistew Sowo does, and I'm bunking with him tonight if you don't. I don't wanna be cowd!" &nbsp;to this Solo widened his eyes angrily at the little slime. "I didn't agree to this!" "And? I'm tiny, and vewy scawed of the dawk! And I want to be wawm!" &nbsp;Solo simply shook his head as he said "Look, you can travel with us, but you're not sleeping in my sleeping bag. Neria, you have one, right?" He didn't, wouldn't have a lady go without, it was his nature. "You can sleep in mine if you don't." "Hipocwyte!" &nbsp;Dewey said as he spat a bubble at Solo, knocking the young man onto his feet. The afternoon was only early, but to be honest, Solo was exhausted. Having to contend with the active little mite that was Dewey would exhaust anyone though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 00:00:49</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, Morning<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village Gate<br>Tagged; Daria and Arianna</strong><br><br>Giselle was impressed by Daria's strength as she literally yanked the creature down to a more opportune level for the rogue.&nbsp; She didn't waste time as she pulled her blades free from the creature's back before going back up to its neck where she sunk both of her slender blades deep into the Aludran's neck, right where one of its main arteries were.&nbsp; She couldn't miss given the size of the target and her pinpoint accuracy with her weapons, and the giant lizard gurgled as its throat was suddenly opened wide, the wound fatal and this one he wouldn't be fighting against much longer.&nbsp; "Get out of there Daria!"&nbsp; Giselle shouted, knowing that even with the creature dying, it could still claim a life or two if it fell on someone.&nbsp; That's what would happen if the captain didn't get out of the way as Giselle grabbed onto the creature's head as best she could, having tossed her blades to the ground, not having the time to put them away.&nbsp; Besides that, she didn't want to sheath them when they were covered in green lizard blood.&nbsp; The tremendous force the creature generated when it hit the ground knocked the ranger off of the giant lizard's back, her hold on the thing's slick neck failing her as she was tossed onto her back several feet away where she lay, winded but alive.&nbsp; When things had settled down and she was able to stand again, she got to her hands and knees before pushing herself into a standing position, glad that was over with as she rolled her right shoulder a couple of times, feeling it pop but at least it felt better, unlike the rest of her which was sore and bruised.&nbsp; "So, do I dare ask what other creatures are out here?"&nbsp; The rogue asked as she went for her thrown blades, cleaning them on the grass before putting them back into her sword belt.&nbsp; Today had just started and already she had faced an impressively strong four armed giant ass lizard.&nbsp; What other things were out there?<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjT7xUiX_bE/Trsyz8FsY0I/AAAAAAAAEFU/GqQCrZn-oYs/s1600/forest.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo and Dewey</strong><br><br>Neria smiled warmly at the both of them before bursting into laughter at Dewey's little spray of water directed at the human.&nbsp; She sputtered and cough however when the little slime sprayed her in turn, but it had definitely helped despite the fact she wanted to squish the little beast under her boot at the same time.&nbsp; Instead, she came up with a non lethal alternative as she dug out an empty glass bottle from her pack which was nearby before grabbing the little ball of slime, stuffing him into the jar, and putting a lid on him.&nbsp; "Do Slimes need air do you think?"&nbsp; Neria asked, having no intention of harming him of course, but she held the little bugger up to her face before tapping on the glass to get his attention squarely on her.&nbsp; "Listen Dewey.&nbsp; You need to settle down and start thinking before you act little friend.&nbsp; You aren't bunking with me even if you are a cute annoyance at best.&nbsp; So, do you understand Dewey, or do you want to spend the rest of the day in this little glass jar?"&nbsp; Neria said as if talking to a child, and in a way she was given how the slime was acting so far.&nbsp; She didn't want to hurt the little ball of blue ooze, but she didn't want to have to keep wiping herself off every time he got carried away either.&nbsp; Handing the bottle to Solo to do as he liked with Dewey, she took his shirt in turn and offered him her thanks before wiping away the excess water Dewey had hit her with before standing and hanging it onto a nearby branch before sitting again, taking the offered meat stick from him next.&nbsp; "I do have a sleeping bag, as well as a tent in my pack.&nbsp; I've been on the road before this and know my way around a camp.&nbsp; As for your offer, you needn't worry my friend.&nbsp; I owe you my life for keeping me safe this entire time while I was recovering from my....rather excessive spell casting."<br><br>She blushed, feeling a little embarrassed by her actions that had resulted in her falling to the ground, out cold.&nbsp; Still, at least they were alive and well, and that was all that mattered in the end.&nbsp; She could see that Solo was exhausted, and she was willing to rest here by the stream for a time if that was what the human wished.&nbsp; She was in no hurry, and despite the trouble they had ran into already, she was enjoying herself immensely.&nbsp; "If you wish to rest a while Solo, I can keep watch for a time."&nbsp; She offered, taking the first bite of the boar meat she had been given and nodded her approval of the excellent taste as well as the man's cooking skills.&nbsp; "It's up to you....and Solo?&nbsp; I haven't told you everything about me, but I need to know something before I do.&nbsp; It's nothing serious, but....it's not exactly....something some people feel comfortable about talking about.&nbsp; How is this land as a whole take the whole concept of intimacy and all it entails?&nbsp; Is it strict and forbidden as it is in some areas back in my world, or is things a little more relaxed?"&nbsp; She asked, preparing to tell him about her other little profession before it became an issue in the future since she had to recharge those spells like she did her cleric powers from time to time, although her spells as a cleric she had to ask for every morning, her sacred prostitute ones once a week.&nbsp; The week was almost over however....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 00:20:46</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning; &amp; Dewey<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Dewey was a little downed he was able to sleep with Neria and her warm, well, lets say her goodies for the innocence of it. He was even more downed when she had put him in the jar, frowning when she told him no meant no. "Aww, pwease?" &nbsp;The little tike pleaded, before the jar was handed to Solo, who closed it in the instant, sealing the sound he made tight. "Don't worry about him, I know he'll be just fine." He assured, noting the bottle was jerking a little with the fidgity little pest inside. Solo's hands were flying all over the place, but ultimately he placed him underneath the shirt Neria hung up. And bless, the little guy was all tuckered out and thought it was night time, stopping all movement. Solo was a little concerned, and looked under the shirt before smiling when he saw the fella's adorable sleeping face. "Ahh, sweet dreams little guy." Solo said as he let Dewey dream sweetly.<br><br>Solo then walked back to his sleeping bag as he managed to get back to actuality, saying "Sorry about that, imagine three hours of putting up with him! He's taken a shining to you, maybe because he senses your kind nature, or maybe because of a secret dirty nature!" It wouldn't surprise him, Dewey despite being 2 was fairly old for a young slime. Neria then offered to watch him, let him sleep and catch up his breath. "Thanks Neria, I'd appreciate it, after bearing with babysitting that...thing!" Solo chuckled as he was about to tucker away into his sleeping bag to sleep, until Neria asked him about something quite trivial. His instant reaction was to blush, he didn't know anything about intimacy aside the laws. "Well, erm, since Merc isn't exactly rules by any monarch as of yet, there aren't really any limitations to...erm, intimacy. But everyone does follow the rule that you should have come to age before you even think about it. Why'd you ask?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 00:43:54</strong>
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				<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Solo and Dewey</strong><br><br>Neria merely chuckled at Dewey's last little plea, unable to be mad at the little loveable creature.&nbsp; Still, she could easily imagine being driven nuts by the thing as Solo stated, but she was glad to see him checking on their little friend after stuffing him in the shirt that was hanging up to dry.&nbsp; At his apology, the light elf shook her head at the young man, needing no apology from him since he had done nothing to apologize for.&nbsp; She shrugged since she wasn't sure, but Solo's parting comment regarding the slime made her chuckle again, but she doubted it was anything like that.&nbsp; Maybe it was, but even so it wouldn't bother her much in the end.&nbsp; She wasn't a common street whore or brothel worker by any means, but sex as a whole didn't bother her at all, as long as whoever she was with understood and followed a few simple rules.&nbsp; She had had hardly any trouble in that regard, having to only throw out three people in her life in her Temple home.&nbsp; Coming out of the past, the light elf regarded Solo's hesitant answer to her question, but nodded silently as a ways to say he was welcome for her offer before she found her voice again.&nbsp; It was always hard to talk to anyone about her side line gig that didn't already know what she did as another means to help people in the long run, but she always managed it.&nbsp; It just took her a few seconds to find the right words to do it.<br><br>Nodding her understanding to what Solo had told her about Merc at least, it did raise a few questions in regards to how big this world was, but that was for another time.&nbsp; For now, she held the young man's gaze with her sea green eyes, making sure he was paying attention closely before she began since she didn't want to have to repeat herself.&nbsp; "Coming of age can imply much young Solo, but I understand what it is you mean.&nbsp; In my own world, you didn't necessarily have to be a certain age to engage in such intimate acts, depending on where you were raised and what was believed, but for the most part anyone over the age of 18 is the general rule otherwise.&nbsp; I would never offer such services to anyone not of that age, do not worry on that.&nbsp; However, on top of my powers as a cleric, I do have other abilities that are related to the more...intimate of areas.&nbsp; I am what is called a Sacred Prostitute.&nbsp; Do not assume that means I'm a whore or a street walker or some common brothel worker by any means.&nbsp; I do not take money or trade favors for sex.&nbsp; What I do, is akin to a special kind of priestess that instead of offering prayers to their chosen god or goddess, we pray through acts of passion and desire.&nbsp; I still pray as a cleric does every morning without fail just as I did before coming here, but I ask because I will need to recharge my other powers before the week is over, and that requires a bed partner, as you might imagine.&nbsp; I do not ask this lightly Solo, nor would I risk your health or my own without first checking for diseases or anything of the sort first.&nbsp; If you agree to this, you won't be left wanting, I can promise you that.&nbsp; What do you say?&nbsp; It's the least I can do considering you stood watch over me as you did without trying anything funny, and you even provided a good meal and a warm fire as well.&nbsp; You've done much more than some in your position might have done without earning a great deal of trust first, and for that it deserves some kind of repayment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 01:00:23</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria kept pressing down on the beast arm, as much as she could, and soon could hear a crack as the lizard's arm began to give way. She then noticed how the elf took advantage of the creature's new position and went for the killing blow. As soon as she did, the beast started thrashing around, and Daria quickly let go, jumping back, and landing harshly on her back. She slowly sat back up and watched the lizard crash to the ground and slowly die off. The Captain was breathing heavily, completely exhausted by the fight, rarely having fought so intensely. After getting her strength back, she stood back up and headed to pick up her sword and shield, while the guard that had been attacking the lizard's tail peaked up behind the huge corpse, saying in an impressed tone "Wow! This fight was crazy! I've never seen anything like that!"<br><br>Daria gave him a polite smile then went back over to Giselle. "Are you alright? Thanks for the help, this thing was bigger than I anticipated. You helped save a lot of villagers today."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 01:03:28</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria &amp; Dewey (asleep)</strong><br><br>Solo was wide eyed, unable to even know what was happening. He couldn't, wouldn't, didn't belive what was happening was reality. But he wasn't rude, and he listened closely to what Neria said but, from what he could gather, he would lose his virginity early than anyone in his family by at least 5 years. Neria, the light elf cleric, was a whor-no, wait, she was what she called a sacred Prostitute. This consolidated Solo's beliefs that she came from another world; there was nowhere in Fantasia where these Sacred Prostitutes were heard of. But, also what he could gather, was that is she didn't sleep with someone, offering the "passion and desire" she'd not be able to recharge her powers. Now, Solo had seen what she could do, and letting losing her powers would be ridiculously cruel. Solo felt wrong seeing this as a task, and he knew it when she said it was a repayment, but he shook his head.<br><br>"Neria, no. I'll accept no repayment at all, because the thing is, you're my friend. And if you trust me enough to tell me all this, then I'm sure that I'm your friend too. And friends stick together, and even though I think it is very bizzare, I'm sure you'd do something like this...well, not like this, but you get the idea." Solo said as he sat up in his sleeping bag, looking over at Neria in the meantime. "But, you have to understand something. I'm a virgin, I don't know anything about intimacy. I haven't even kissed another girl, let alone an intimate...well, you know." Solo scratched the back of his head, before taking off his odd little headgear saying "But I tell you what: I'd never let a friend risk losing their powers, and if all I have to do is sleep with you, then I'm game." Then the green haired youth looked over to the shirt covering Dewey, before climbing out the sleeping bag and picking up the jar, tucking it in with the shirt in his sleeping bag, keeping the slimey companion safe from threats and noises. Solo then looked at Neria and simply said "Alright, I'm in."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 01:24:29</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged: Daria, Giselle</strong><br><br>Zoltan releases his magic since there was no point since they had battled so very hard that they didn't even need his help. Well thats what it looked like anyway... He simply started sipping his honey mead as the battle waged on his eyes shut. His smile was evident to those close enough to him but that was no one. Either way he just sat out on a very large and dangerous battle apparently whilst the two ladies went and battled for the towns safety. He finished off his honeymead and would signal for some food without even a second thought. He was quite visible from the inn enjoying himself whilst those two had fought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 02:25:36</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, going on early afternoon.<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village Gate<br>Tagged; Daria and Zoltan</strong><br><br>"Other than being a bit bruised and sore, I'm fine.&nbsp; As for the help, I can't just stand by and let innocent people be hurt if I can help it.&nbsp; It's how I am and how I was raised."&nbsp; Giselle replied, rubbing the back of her neck with her right hand, needing a massage to work out the knots, but she wouldn't ask just yet if there was someone with such skills.&nbsp; Besides, it'd be rude at the moment, at least not until the dead were buried and offered the proper funeral rites as she hoped was done here as well given the guard that had been stepped on by the Aludran Giant Lizard.&nbsp; "I've never seen anything like this thing before, but giants I know.&nbsp; Take out the hamstrings, the knee, and then go for the head or throat, depending on what's easier to access.&nbsp; All that aside, I am glad I was able to help Daria.&nbsp; You didn't do too bad yourself.&nbsp; But there's more important things to worry about, the least of which is getting this big fella out of the village before he begins to rot."&nbsp; She solemnly nodded to the remains of the guard, her heart going out to whatever family he had surely left behind due to his death.&nbsp; "What....do you do for the dead?&nbsp; Funeral pyre, earthen grave?&nbsp; And what of his family, if he had one?"&nbsp; She asked, turning her solemn gaze to the guard captain, hoping there was something to honor the dead for their deeds in life.&nbsp; If there wasn't, then she'd start something herself if she had to.&nbsp; Turning her gaze to the inn where she could see the mage that hadn't helped a bit, Giselle shook her head but sighed, knowing it wasn't her place to say anything, at least not at the moment, not with half the village still cowering in fear of the beast that was no longer alive.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria and Dewey.&nbsp; (Asleep.)</strong><br><br>Solo's generous nature surprised the light elf considerably, pleasantly at that as she felt her face uplift into a smile the more he talked.&nbsp; Watching him pick up Dewey and put him and his old shirt into his sleeping bag, she stood and walked over to him before wrapping her arms around his body, leaning her head up to his right ear before whispering her reply.&nbsp; Despite the scent of her sweat lingering around her, there was still a hint of her lavender soap she had used that morning as well as a hint of roses clinging to her hair yet, the pleasant smell finding its way into his nose as she pressed her armored chest into his body in her affectionate hug.&nbsp; "I understand completely, Solo.&nbsp; And since you're a virgin as you so admit, you will be given time to prepare.&nbsp; I want this to be remembered for as long as you live since you are only a virgin once."&nbsp; She pulled away but she didn't let his gaze wander elsewhere as she leaned in again, this time planting her lips against his own for only a second, but a second that would have his head spinning since she didn't do anything half assed, before again standing straight.&nbsp; "That was just a very brief sample.&nbsp; There will be plenty more once we reach the town you were heading for.&nbsp; I don't have many qualms about taking someone in the middle of the woods, but for a first time, I don't do things halfway.&nbsp; Well, I don't do anything halfway, but I want it to be special for you Solo.&nbsp; So we'll hold off on this until we reach town and find a nice inn for the night and see where things go.&nbsp; I won't lose my powers if I don't do this, but I won't be able to use my spells that I've used up until I do, that's all.&nbsp; So you needn't worry on that Solo."&nbsp; She replied, glad they were friends, if not more already as she bade him to rest before they moved out again.&nbsp; Picking up the meat stick that wasn't cleaned of its food just yet, the light elf climbed a sturdy old oak and took up a watchful vigil from there until Solo was ready to move out again.&nbsp; "Rest now.&nbsp; There's still plenty of time until the sun goes down for us to move on later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 03:09:38</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria nodded at the elf's words and patted her amicably on the arm. "Yeah, there's not a lot of good people in this world, but I'm glad to have found you on this day." She then looked back at the dead guard. "I'll have a few men get this one taken care of, he should be sent home for a proper burial. We'll also move the creature away and dump him in the forest. I don't think any of the villagers got injured, thank the gods, but I'll have a few men go around town to make sure no one is missing."<br><br>She then slowly walked over to the dead beast. "I don't know what this was, but I've never seen anything like this before. I sure hope it was a lone problem, because I would hate to see hordes of these monsters attacking."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 16:55:31</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria and Dewey.&nbsp; (Asleep.)</strong><br><br>As Neria's soft lips met his, her aromatic scent overwhelming her sweat as it embraced his nose, Solo's eyes were opened wide in surprise. Its not like it wasn't to be expected, but he didn't know what to say, or what to do. She was his first kiss, and quite frankly her experience showed. And he would lie if he said she wasn't turning him on. But then again, his fatigue overwhelmed his desire, his eyes not lasting long wide as they began to gently close a little. It was either out of tiredness or relief: that she wouldn't lose her powers. Now, rather than feeling like a task, it felt more like a priveledge, and he was fine with that. She was taking him to an inn where they'd...well, you get the idea.<br><br>But enough about that now, Solo was tired and he needed to sleep. So, as he climbed back into his sleeping bag, cuddling the t-shirt wrapped and jarred sleeping slime in his arms as he said "Thanks, you don't know how much I...*yawn*...appreciate this..." although whether he was talking about her offering herself to him, or simply watching over him, was a mystery. Gently breathing, and shutting his eyes, Solo gently drifted into a sleep, the green haired youth quite proud with the day he had just dealt with. He had met a girl from another dimension, his new travel partner, fought against a group of slimes before adding another to his party, and with the help of divine beings, beat a Ryukamioni. It was understandable that he was tired, but it was an understatement. For a wayfarer, a mere traveller to do all that, well, it absolutely knackered him.<br><br>(Vergil, if you want, go ahead and skip forward a little. I don't mind at all, just make sure its reasonable, like they were being chased by an armada of slimes or something, whatever you can think of)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 17:56:19</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Daria, anyone else nearby.</strong><br><br>Giselle put a hand to Daria's own when she patted her on the arm, a soft smile lighting up her face despite everything that had happened.&nbsp; She was a good woman, a bit rough around the edges perhaps but she meant well.&nbsp; The arrangements at least were in good hands as far as her opinion went, and Giselle nodded her approval of what had been proposed.&nbsp; She did notice a leather bag on the creature's belt that was almost as big as she was.&nbsp; Going over to it, the ranger put her ear to the bag but heard nothing, but she carefully slit the bottom of the thing open just in case there was someone in the leather bound bag.&nbsp; Instead, a small flood of jewels, diamonds, and other gemstones, both rare and common, were within.&nbsp; "Now that's a hefty little windfall."&nbsp; Giselle whistled, her eyes being lit up by the wealth she had revealed.&nbsp; She wouldn't take all of it, just enough to make her life in this world a little easier as she took a handful of the gems and stuffed them into her pack for later use.&nbsp; The rest the villagers could have as they liked given the trouble the Aludran had given to them, briefly of course.&nbsp; Turning to Daria after taking what she wanted from the creature's purse, Giselle shrugged since she didn't have any of the answers.&nbsp; "Maybe there's someone that might know what this thing is in either this town or the next.&nbsp; If it wasn't acting alone, then we'll need a lot of help to take them down anyway.&nbsp; I am loath to leave these people unprotected, but if you'll point me in the right direction, I'll try to hurry and gather what information I can before coming back here either with reinforcements or good news."&nbsp; She was offering to take the risk to travel alone just for this village's sake, and that alone would say much about the kind of person Giselle was if nothing else had already.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, late afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria and Dewey (Asleep.)</strong><br><br>Neria smiled warmly towards Solo as he put himself into his sleeping bag, nodding her silent understanding as she watched him doze off.&nbsp; He had had quite the busy day, and it wasn't over yet as she kept silent watch over their small camp from her spot in the tree.&nbsp; She let her mind drift over the course of her life so far, and felt that all in all, it had been a good 145 years.&nbsp; There were the hard times of course, but what normal person didn't have bad days?&nbsp; She had pushed through it all and had come out stronger than ever from it, for which she silently thanked her god for the strength to carry on.&nbsp; Corellan Larathain was a good god to follow, and even though he most likely wasn't entirely thrilled with her being a Sacred Prostitute as well, Sune on the other hand was most likely happy about her initial decision....well, agreement really to follow both paths of cleric and SP.&nbsp; She would have made her old master proud she knew, and that was enough for her.&nbsp; Leaning her head against the tree, Neria looked to the sky and seemed to any passing observers, to be perfectly at peace with the world around her, and they wouldn't have been far off the mark.&nbsp; She sat there, still as a statue but her senses on alert for four hours before deciding it was time to move on from this spot, having watched the fire die down during that time.&nbsp; Climbing down from the tree as easily as she had gotten up, Neria walked over to Solo's sleeping bag before sitting by his side before slipping her metal gauntlets off.&nbsp; Once her hands were allowed some air, flexing her fingers a couple of times to get some of the feeling back in them, Neria gently brushed her finger tips through the young man's green hair as she lifted her voice in song.&nbsp; The birds that were about stopped to listen to the enchanting sound coming from the priestess's lips, and even the small breeze seemed to stop as Neria fell into the full force of the beautiful elven song she was weaving for her audience of two.&nbsp; When she was done, and Solo was surely awake did Neria stand and smile down at the young man.&nbsp; "Are you ready to move on Solo Branning, or do you wish more rest you sleepyhead?"&nbsp; She teased lightly, wondering what his answer might be as she moved away to start cleaning up their campsite either way.<br><br>Dragon Age Leliana Song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSh86CNCgDY#ws)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 19:19:57</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning &amp; Dewey<br>Time; Day 1, late afternoon<br>Location; Fare Forest<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo was dreaming as Neria simply watched him, dreaming of what the land, the world would throw at him. For a simple wayfarer, he hadn't much to do but travel. He knew of no diety to dedicate to, nor did he know of any real task. Well, this was the case until the deam. In his mind, Solo saw himself floating in the heavens above Merc, followed by watching a lightning bolt strike down and hit the land somewhere. He was unsure of what this dream meant, but what caught his attention was the green bolt of lightning that struck the earth, if its colour wasn't peculier enough, was misty, containing some sort of ethereal glow as it struck the land. Well, he didn't concern over it much, as he was awoken by an angelic song, Neria's elven song. His eyes began to blink as he shook his head, followed by her tease, to which he chuckled a little. "Nah, its alright. We should go." Solo smiled at Neria after letting out a yawn, indicating that he was well rested and rearing to go. "That was a beautiful song Neria." Solo complimented the light elf upon the melodic chant that softly left her lips, blessing and seranading his ears.<br><br>Before getting a little too lost, Solo focussed again. It was tme to move out, so he took his now dry overshirt and threw it onto himself, before opening the jar their little friend Dewey had slept in. Poking the little slime ball, he heard an adorable little yawn from the small thing. "Come on little guy, we're getting a nice warm in where you can sleep in a comfy bed." Solo persuaded, or at least attempted to, the sleepy slime, who ultimately popped out the jar in his teardrop form, smiling full of energy. "Awight! Wets get going!" Solo chuckled to the little thing's enthusiasm as both Neria and himself had finished cleaning up camp. And so, Dewey jumping onto Neria's shoulder, the party made their way through the Fare Forest, a long path indeed. Fortunately, Dewey had spread a monster repellant bottle he found a few days ago, after regurgitating it of course, so their path was a fairly smooth one. And though it took time, the party of Solo Branning, Neria Zathrieal, and the little Slime Dewey, had found the beginning roads to the hilly village of Hillsbrow...<br><br>-Later on-<br><br><strong>Solo Branning &amp; Dewey<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo, Neria, and Dewey had made it, just as the sun had fallen behind the horizon, and the moon began its ascent. Dusk had hit the town when they arrived, and the party was still full of energy. On their road, Solo and Neria had questioned Dewey on his life as a slime, and he responded saying that slimes were a lot more intelligent that they give off, and he knew so many spells thanks to the sorceror's book he had read one day he claimed to be able to defeat 10 Ryukamionis...well, that was short lived. On their route, they encountered a pack of the demons living amongst their mountainy cliff, and Dewey decided to hide as quickly as he could in Neria's cleavage, before being yanked out by the elf and booted into a tree by Solo. The little goofball had became accustomed to being kicked like a ball. In fact, after about another three incidents when Solo booted him, the final one connected into a Cobrawler's head, knocking him out, and adding another technique to his arsenal. Dewey had became a projectile as well as support!<br><br>Anyways, they had arrived in the village, and as Neria suggested, they searched for the nearest in, which wasn't a long search. Settling at a place called The Mountain Goat, the only inn allowing slimes and other pets, Solo had gotten them all a room, a large three bedded room, so Dewey would have a good nights rest. Taking the key, Solo smiled and thanked the keeper before leading the party to the room. Dewey was excited alright, leaping off Neria's shoulder and onto a bed, bouncing on it like a trampoline saying "I've nevew swept in an inn befowe! In fact, I've nevew swept in a bed befowe!" Solo smiled before saying "Dewey, I'm going to buy a couple of things, don't destroy the room, alright?" before saying to Neria "If we're going to, well, then we need to get another room and lock him from us. I don't think he should watch, the guy would probably cause too much trouble." before winking, saying "I'll go down and get another room. Make sure he doesn't hurt himself, alright?" before walking out the room and down to the innkeeper once again, requesting a double bed room, and receiving the keys, he walked up and knocked on the door to Neria, signalling he had the key and the room was open. Dewey, at this time, was a little too asleep to say anything, having jumped again onto Neria and sleeping on her laps. It was as if he looked at her as some sort of mother figure, or something, but that was a question for another time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 14:17:52</strong>
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				<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location; Hillsbrow Inn<br>Tagged; Solo, anyone else.</strong><br><br>Neria couldn't suppress the red tint to her beautiful cheeks at Solo's compliment to her singing.&nbsp; It wasn't often the priestess let herself go like that, but when she did, it was worth every second just to hear one such compliment from whoever happened to be nearby.&nbsp; "Thank you.&nbsp; I learned it....from my mother, long ago."&nbsp; She replied, unable to look Solo in the face since even to this day, even mentioning what she had lost so suddenly hurt as if she had been stabbed in the chest.&nbsp; She had made peace with the whole affair to a certain degree, but it still hurt to talk about it at all.&nbsp; It used to be she couldn't even mention anything to do with it without breaking into choking sobs.&nbsp; Now at least, she could get through most of her story without breaking into hysterics over it all.&nbsp; "It's an old elven song, passed down through the clans that wander the continent of Faerun.&nbsp; She used to say that death was just another beginning, that we shouldn't fear it or hate it.&nbsp; That we all must one day shed our earthly bodies, to allow our spirits to fly free.&nbsp; I didn't understand it at the time, being only a child when I first heard her tell it, but now it offers some comfort when the days are dark and the nights are long."&nbsp; She smiled sadly, a tear forming in her right eye which she didn't even realize was there until it started to roll down her face.&nbsp; Blinking a few times in surprise, Neria turned away quickly, hoping it hadn't been seen, but luckily Dewey was let out and immediately hopped on her shoulder before they started off.&nbsp; Regardless of what happened from here, the light elf cleric didn't regret having paired up with these two unique individuals, even as the little slime ball found his way into her cleavage more than once on their way to Hillsbrow, by the third time having been used as a projectile to knock out a Cobrawler much to the light elf's amusement after she learned Dewey was alright.<br><br>Even when he was annoying as Hell, Neria couldn't find it in herself to hate the little tyke for his antics, and actually found them light heartening to tell the truth.&nbsp; Solo was a good man, and a better friend she couldn't hope to find in this new world she found herself in.&nbsp; Once they reached the village, they saw teams of humans clearing out a giant green four armed lizard creature from where it had fallen, slash marks covering it from the neck down.&nbsp; Neria could have sworn she recognized some of the very precise marks that were centered around the neck region, knowing only one person that could have gotten up there so easily.&nbsp; Well, two really, related by blood and deeds proven in battle time and time again.&nbsp; Drizzt and Giselle Do'Urden, both dark elven in blood, but nowhere near their dark kin in nature.&nbsp; She knew them both personally, having even traveled with Giselle for many years before they parted ways to follow their own paths.&nbsp; "Would you find it odd if I said I recognized the markings on that Giant Lizard's neck?&nbsp; There's only two people I know that could have gotten up to that point on that creature's body and did the damage that is obvious to see from here.&nbsp; Giselle Do'Urden, a dark elf/light elf ranger and mistress of the double scimitar style of sword play, just like her father who is a full dark elf back in my home world.&nbsp; If either one of them are here, then maybe my being here is not so much a coincidence after all."&nbsp; She explained, pondering what that could possibly mean as they wandered on to the Inn shortly afterward.<br><br>After they had gotten their rooms sorted out and Dewey was passed out did Neria silently nod at the young man's suggestion, trusting his judgment since she felt the same way regarding their little slime friend.&nbsp; He meant well, she hoped anyway, but for what she had in mind, it wouldn't due to be interrupted constantly by questions or wanting to join in.&nbsp; For what she had in mind, it'd be preferred that NO ONE interrupted for the entire affair, and the light elf had ways to make sure if it became an issue, but hopefully she wouldn't have to employ any of them as she nodded to the young man as she watched him go, having found a spot to wait on the bed to the first room until he returned.&nbsp; Dewey took advantage of her waiting to land in her lap, quickly passing out on the spot.&nbsp; She smiled down at the little ooze, gently running her fingers over his tear drop head until Solo returned.<br><br>((Move these two to the romance area after this CJ buddy.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 21:15:41</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria smiled back at Giselle when she put an approving hand on her own. She was pleased to see others always willing to help out, just like her. She commented casually "You know, you'd make a good officer. We could use people like you, with skills and willingness to help." She nodded at her suggestion to check the surroundings for more trouble. "Alright, I'm going to go through the village and make sure everyone is safe, and they know the threat is passed. I'll be in the inn after if you come back in town."<br><br>She slowly walked away and helped one of her guard pull the dead man away, to be kept until he could be brought back to the capital, then went along the main street, talking to some of the villagers who had barricaded themselves in their homes, to only now peak their heads out of their houses. "Everything is back to normal! The village is safe. You can come out now!"<br><br>After a while, she decided that the message had reached most people, and she headed towards the inn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 23:30:04</strong>
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				<strong>Dewey<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location; Hillsbrow</strong><br><br>As Solo and Neria had left the room to, well, recharge her powers, Dewey was tucked in tight into his little bed amongst another three. But soon, he woke up, finding the tight tuck-in uncomfortable. As he opened his eyes which were still a little bothered by sleep, he noted their disappearance. Letting out a little lost look, he quietly murmured "Sowo? Newia?" unsure where they had gone. Then he looked at the note Solo had left him...'Dear Dewey. Neria and I have gone out for a brief shopping trip, however the market is strict against monsters, which unfortuantely would include you. If you have woken up to read this, don't worry, we will be back shortly. Solo.' Letting off a sigh, the little slime looked around the big empty room. "Stupid shops and theiw stupid anti-swime powicies." was the words the little thing grumbled.<br><br>Soon he discovered himself to become a little bored, and he decided to go outside and explore, outside the room, that is. As he hopped over to the door, he squeezed underneath it and found himself, after regaining his original shape, to be in a very busy inn. As the little fellow hopped his way down the stairs, passing a guardswoman, he leaped onto a barstool. The keeper looked over at the little slime and smiled, asking "What are you doing here, little fella?" to be responded by Dewey spitting out a platinum coin, asking "Can I have a dwink of juice pwease?" &nbsp;the keeper taking the coin and giving the little thing a small glass, or a row of them. Thing was, platinum was very valued in these regions. Dewey then looked over at the guardswoman and said "Excuse me pwetty wady, I can't weach my juice fwom down hewe. Can you give me a hand?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 23:57:54</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location;&nbsp; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Daria, Dewey, and anyone else.</strong><br><br>Giselle shrugged, having heard that before, but she smiled all the same despite her little tendency to not obey orders, preferring to work on her own, and the ranger said as much.&nbsp; "I'm not the type to follow, and you'd find me quite a headache to contend with Daria since I work better alone than under someone else's lead.&nbsp; I've always been hard headed like that.&nbsp; Just ask my family should you ever get to meet them, which is unlikely since they don't even know I'm here, having not seen them in twenty years almost.&nbsp; I occasionally send letters though, and I just sent one off yesterday so they won't be looking for me for months yet most likely."&nbsp; Which was the truth since she was rarely in a civilized town back in her home world nearly long enough to really do much more than pick up supplies and leave the same afternoon more times than not.&nbsp; Still, that aside, the half Drow nodded before seeming to disappear right before Daria's eyes, having opened a dimensional doorway to head outside the village where the tracks had started.&nbsp; It didn't take her long to find them, but it took her a good two hours to see where they went given the lizard's giant stride.&nbsp; The mountains in the distance proved the most likely place where it had come from, but with the sun going down and unusual creatures about, Giselle didn't want to be out here longer than she had to be, not before she knew more about them and this world of course.&nbsp; For now, she hurried back, stopping short when she saw a demon covered in fire.&nbsp; Icingdeath flared to life immediately, sensing the magically created element that it had a tendency to drink like camels drank water, sucking the source dry until there was nothing left.&nbsp; Giselle didn't engage the beast since it was asleep, but neither did she leave it alive to torment anyone either.&nbsp; She ended its life with one precise cut to its neck, Icingdeath greedily absorbing the fire it still generated before it turned to ash.<br><br>After that little business, it wasn't long before Giselle found her way back to the Inn and saw Daria sitting at the bar.&nbsp; "Hello again.&nbsp; I found nothing to say there's other creatures like that giant lizard roaming about, but I'd still be careful none the less and have your best night watchmen on patrol if you don't already."&nbsp; She advised, hoping it wasn't needed but it'd be a good idea just in case anyway.&nbsp; She about jumped out of her seat she had taken however when a little blue slime hopped up between them, asking for help from the guard captain.&nbsp; "What in the Nine Hells is that thing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 00:32:23</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria yawned as she entered the inn, thinking about what the elf said. Working alone was fine, but Daria couldn't imagine getting much accomplished that way. To her, unity, having a large structure in place, was crucial to having a functioning society. Even now, as she spent time in this village, she knew her guards all around the land were protecting others, and acting under her commands and the King's orders.<br><br>She went to the bar and motioned at the bartender, who brought her a glass with a purple liquid, what she usually drank when she was in here. She drank some of it while looking at nothing in particular, lost in thoughts about past battles, the time she fought a dragon, and the time she repealed a barbarian invasion along with 40 of the King's most elite men.<br><br>But soon she was brought out of her thoughts when Giselle sat next to her, apparently back from her trip. She looked at her and gave her a friendly smile. "Hey there. Don't worry about the guards, they know their tasks. They will keep the village safe and warn us if anything happens." Before she could say much more however, suddenly a small slime looking thing appeared between them and asked for help. Daria looked at it for a moment then grinned, before giving him what he had asked for. "What a weird looking being..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 04:53:45</strong>
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				<strong>Dewey<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location;&nbsp; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Daria, Giselle, and anyone else.</strong><br><br>The little slime wasn't that bothered about not being able to reach the juice drinks the keep layed before him. In fact, he could've easily streched from the floor upwards. Thing was, Dewey was bored, and the guardswoman seemed nice enough to offer help. And, well, she looked pretty. Now, thing was, Dewey hated being confronted on, and he may have misinterperated the dark elf's message, feeling a little offended by it. As the guardswoman helped him up, Dewey smiled and hopped back to face her saying "Thank you vewy much!" &nbsp;before overhearing her comment about him aswell. Now, Dewey is an easy to upset kind of slime, and this wasn't the best news he had heard, so letting out a frown, he said "I'm a swime! And I'm not weiwd, thewes woads mowe of swimes wike me aw ovew Fantasia!" followed by shooting a stream of water in the face of the elf, followed by the guardswoman. The adorable frown on his face partially explained the offense he took, but soon noted that, unlike Solo and Neria, these two weren't as kind.<br><br>Dewey then simply said one thing "See ya!" before darting out the inn, hopping his way vigorously through the busy market street, the moonlight somewhat camoflaguing him in the swarm of feet passing by. He had a feeling they may have followed him, but was a little afraid to look back to actually know. Suddenly, he spotted a Merchantail bird about to take flight, and quickly leaping into one of its many pots, he had managed to get an aerial boost, before the bird noticed the additional weight, shaking the slime out. Dewey, miraculously, somehow managed to fall into the protruding window to his bedroom, landing on his bed with a soft puff. Realizing how much of a close call that could've been, he decided he had taken enough adventure, and settled with simply taking a sleep, hoping they didn't barge into his room and attack him, putting on a cute 'Please don't hurt me, I'm an adorable sleeping slime who's defenceless' kind of look in the case they did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 21:56:31</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged: Daria, Giselle and Dewey</strong><br><br>Zoltan watched as the guards woman claimed that all was well once again as he noted the fine bag of goodies that was in Giselle's possession.. or was it Daria's since she was working for the Imperials as it clearly seemed to be. His eyes were affixed upon them both as the slime hopped on in to make sure he could get some adventure and refreshment. Zoltan however found humor in his voice as he laughed a touch as the two of them get a touch soaked by the weak little monster. A blow to the ego more then anything else though it did give a good view to those who could appreciated the soft curves of flesh belonging to the female body. Drinking once again he waited to see if they gave chase to the thing or if they actually called him upon his leering and laughing at their misfortune. Especially considering he apparently did not help at all during that crisis, content to just be seated and enjoy a window side view of the battle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 01:07:36</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1 - Hillsbrow village</strong><br><br>Daria gasped as she was soaked with water. She watched in disbelief as the slime simply walked away, or kinda crawled away, without a care in the world. She looked down and saw the water drip from her face along her neck and exposed cleavage, then shook her head. "Well that's the last time I try to help a creature like that." She wasn't angry, more like disappointed.<br><br>As she watched the tiny thing get away, she did notice someone look at her, and looked back, curiously, but decided not to see who this was yet. Instead, she returned to her glass of purple liquid, and turned back to Giselle. "I think I'm going to head up to my room for the night soon. This day has been quite exhausting so far."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 21:59:02</strong>
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				<strong>Solo Branning<br>Time; Day 1, early evening<br>Location;&nbsp; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Neria; Dewey (asleep)</strong><br><br>... (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=125833.msg5562125#msg5562125)"Oh crap, Dewey!" Solo noted, climbing out of bed, despite wobbly legs from what had occured, and immediately began to dress himself, collecting his clothes from the bathroom as well as Neria's. "Come on, get dressed, we can't leave him on his own." He insisted as he pulled his bed partner out of the bed and sat her up, as he did the finishing touches to his own outfit. He even took a pillow bag and shoved his headgear in it so the little slime wouldn't be suspicious. When Neria was ready, he opened the door slightly and darted back to their room, to encounter a sleeping slime tucked in his bed. This made Solo's heart warm up, and he began to re-undress down to his underwear as he leaped into his single bed, exhausted from Neria's antics. As he looked over to his bed partner, he said "Hey Neria, thanks. That was...its beyond words, thank you so much for introducing me into a world of such delights.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 22:35:56</strong>
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				<strong>Giselle Do'Urden/Neria Zathrieal<br>Time; Day 1, evening<br>Location;&nbsp; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Daria, Dewey, Solo, and anyone else.</strong><br><br>When the slime creature spat his water at them both, Giselle was a bit annoyed more than anything as she opened her brown eyes, blinking the drops out of her orbs before spitting up the rest near her feet, shaking her head as she wondered if giving chase to the thing would be worth it?&nbsp; It didn't matter really since she didn't plan to end its life persay, but she'd definitely consider scraping the little blue goo orb off of her boot if he came around again.&nbsp; Her current thought was interrupted when Daria spoke, and Giselle nodded, clasping the girl on the arm briefly in respect before letting her go.&nbsp; "Indeed, it has been for both of us as well as your guards I'm sure.&nbsp; Get some sleep Daria, and hopefully nothing will come during the night unannounced."&nbsp; She grinned weakly, trying to make light of the whole thing.&nbsp; Just as the guard captain was walking away did a noise reach her ears that made her chuckle, but then gasp as she recognized that passionate scream of pure bliss anyway.&nbsp; She wasn't the only one that heard it, but no one thought anything of it save for the half Drow.&nbsp; There was no way she was here.&nbsp; But thinking back on the day's events so far, Giselle hadn't thought much of it at the time, having been on the back of that giant lizard when she had felt the spell go off in the forest, it would have made perfect sense if it WAS her.&nbsp; She was hoping for too much surely....&nbsp; Still, she turned to the keeper before putting her hand to her coin purse, just in case he needed to be 'persuaded'.&nbsp; "Can I ask you if any exceedingly beautiful light elves came in today by chance?&nbsp; Blonde hair, sea green eyes, hourglass figure, possibly wearing full elven chainmail armor with a sword and shield on her person?"<br><br>"Yeah, nice young lady too.&nbsp; Came in with a human with green hair shortly after that damn lizard came knocking on our gates."&nbsp; Giselle nodded, hiding the hope from her face at meeting up with her old friend once again.&nbsp; Thanking the keeper after he kindly gave her directions to the rooms, not room but rooms, further confirming who it was since it wouldn't have been the first time Neria had let someone buy more than one room for her to do her thing when young ones were in the party as well though that was a rare occurrence, Giselle walked up there just in time to see the green haired young man rushing into their initial room.&nbsp; Neria soon came afterward, having dressed in a rather revealing translucent white robe, wearing a matching pair of bra and underwear underneath, her cheeks still flush with obvious pleasure.&nbsp; If the noise the two of them had made was any indication from past dealings with the priestess, Giselle was utterly floored her young partner was still conscious and walking no less.&nbsp; Neria took one look at Giselle as she brushed her blond hair back over her shoulders and gasped, putting her hands over her mouth before the met right in front of the door Solo had disappeared into and hugged tightly.&nbsp; "What are the chances?"&nbsp; Giselle asked, making Neria chuckle weakly as she tried to stifle a yawn, only to fall asleep right there in her old friend's arms.&nbsp; The half Drow held onto her sleeping friend for a few more minutes, a warm smile plastered on her face as she opened the door and helped her friend into bed with her human companion before slipping out just as quietly after she made sure he was out cold.&nbsp; It was only appropriate they wake up together as Giselle wandered off into her own room, shaking her head in amusement since she had heard what Neria did not.&nbsp; First time and still standing?&nbsp; What kind of man was he?&nbsp; Giselle's interest was definitely piqued, and so she'd make it a point to be there when they woke up sometime tomorrow, not putting any money on them waking up early.&nbsp; She'd have been right on that one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 23:47:41</strong>
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				"And so, after the first day in the world of Fantasia, the two elves have met once again, not only reuniting themselves, but also the young wayfarer Solo and Dewey the slime, as well as Daria the guardswoman and Zoltan of course. The heroes, eventually, all went away into their dreams in their beds, Solo and Neria together, much to Dewey's disgust in the morning, Giselle, Daria, and Zoltan in their own rooms, resting up until the day would break, the sun rising triumphantly from the horizon. They'd soon encounter a cause they'd have to face, but for now they would begin to embark on their first quest! However, this quest is much more than it merely seems, as in actuality the truth is well concelead beneath the roots. But, upon triumph, the heroes would liberate Merc from its shackles one man forced, one Hero, who submitted to the tyrannical Dark King. This one Hero's influence was prominent all over Merc, but he's under many guises...for now, the heroes will begin Quest 001 - Merc!"<br><br><strong>Solo Branning; Dewey<br>Time; Day 2, morning<br>Location;&nbsp; Hillsbrow Village<br>Tagged; Neria</strong><br><br>Solo's arms were wrapped around the very thing that knocked him into the greatest sleep he'd ever had: the light elf Neria. Last night was certainly magical, after that last muttered word that left the elegant lips of the lover, Solo experienced sensations beyond comprehension unless from experience. Even Neria, one who most likely had experienced the magic multiple times over, had been severely influenced by the sheer pleasure. And it resulted in the two becoming so tired, Solo began talking to nobody, and Neria collapsed into Giselle's arms. But right now she was in his, her warmth shared with his, much like their pleasure, but now he'd done it. Thanks to him, Neria had her powers back again. And sure, it wasn't the most daunting of tasks, but Solo was beginning to enjoy the taste of helping others...or sex...or sex from a skilled lover such as Neria. But it was a new day, a new dawn, and a new adventure. So, Solo's eyes began to blink as he looked over at the curvacious figure in front of him, his arms wrapped around her waist, the blonde cascade of hair flowing down from her hair like liquid gold. It brought a smile to Solo's face that they both enjoyed it a lot. Letting out a yawn, he looked over at Neria's beautiful sleeping face and kissed her cheek; he was a nuturing boy...no, he was a man now. Solo was a nuturing man, he cared a lot about those who meant so much to him, even Dewey: he viewed the little tike as the lttle brother he never had.<br><br>Speaking of Dewey, as Solo smiled before rolling back over, looking towards Dewey's bed, the slime wasn't there. In fact, as he rolled back over Neria slowly, refraining from awakening her, he spotted the little guy, sleeping wrapped in Neria's arms. Solo chuckled at this, he loved the elf like a mother, and it was obvious why. She gave to others a sense of tranquility, security, kindness. It was obvious the slime would make this association. Solo rubbed the small thing on its...its head, I suppose, as he took his hands from underneath Neria. He recalled he was wearing his clothes as he slept, so he needed a new pair. So opening up his rucksack he made the change. "I suppose Dewey can have a go at cleaning them for me." he said quietly as he tucked the old clothes into the bag, taking his adorned signiture headpiece. Smiling up at it, he said "I don't even know what you are, but soon I'll see what you are." Solo was really content, but smelly. After all, he and Neria had exchanged bodily fluids, as well as sweat all over eachother, but Neria's smelt sweeter oddly. Maybe natural body odour for elves was nice, maybe it was mere perfume. Solo didn't know, but he did know he needed a shower soon. Fortunately, the inn had baths in each room, so it didn't take too long before he was cleansed again.<br><br>Dewey was softly nestled in Neria's arms, letting outhis adorable sounds of breath as he slept, so quiet and cute. He was a bundle of joy, but pest would better describe him! Suddenly, the slime opened up its little eyes and turned to see Neria asleep, and hear Solo's footsteps from the bathroom. Streching his body, he looked over Neria and said "Hey Miste-!!!" &nbsp;He was cut off by Solo hushing him, wanting Neria to wake up not from his noise. "Sowwy..." &nbsp;the slime whispered, before Solo decided to sit down on what should've been his bed and lay there for Neria to awaken. Dewey, however, decided to snuggle back into Neria's warmth again and doze away, hopefully getting a little more sleep. Solo merely chuckled, she'd have a hard time getting rid of that slime.<br><br>However, if Neria wasn't awakened in the few minutes of silence, she'd certainly be awakened by the large amount of fuss going on down the market. There were people shouting, near the inn, "We've been conned!" and throwing water over themselves. Some children were crying when they heard the news. If the sounds didn't wake up Neria, Solo shaking her saying "Neria, come on! Somethings happening outside...oh, Dewey, tell her to meet me at the town market will ya?" He said with desperation in his voice; Solo needed to act now, and doign so he darted out the room and down the stairs, out the inn and to the market when he saw a huge collection of people gathered around a man on a podium. The words he heard were stuck in his head.<br><br>The bloke, being the most appropriate term to describe the man on the podium, spoke in a rough, traditional Hillsbrow accent as he said "McKennedeh's gone too far now! 'E's bin drainin' our resources that we bloodeh needehd for his bloomin' products and wonders that 'ave only caused Merc tragedeh! Mothahs, you've bin bathin' yer children in 'is products, but the fact is the bloodeh stuffs made out of yer pets! Thats right! 'E's usin' dogs, cats, and even slimes to create these 'orrid products! Now weh must fight bahck!" Solo managed to comprehend the man, an entrepeneur's products being made from household pets and their parts. The idea was both insane and plain cruel. Solo began to make his way back before a shift character called him up: "Hey, green hair." Solo walked up to him, intruiged merely by the man. "Listen, McKennedy's in with the Dark King, he's bloody cut us off any transport in and out of Merc as it is the only land to never be ruled. We're isolated, but not for long. Listen, kid, I want you to go to Pluma Island, right, and kill McKennedy. If thats done, his workers...or slaves rather, will give up, and everyone will know your name as the man who freed Merc."<br><br>It was simple, a quest to kill a horrid man. The idea sounded sinister, and Solo looked away to contemplate, but as he turned to the man to ask him, he had vanished, behind only a symbol with the words "REBELS ARMS" embroided on it. "So...to Pluma Island then."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fantasia! Tales of Heroes!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 01:05:07</strong>
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				﻿<strong>Lucas Denziger<br>Time: Day 278, afternon<br>Location: Omnicast Labs, Altex<br>Tagged: Simone</strong><br><br>"Power levels are stable...Heisenberg readings are within acceptable parameters...atmospheric conditions are optimal...oh, and your grilled cheese is ready," said a feminine, inhumanly smooth voice from behind Lucas' shoulder. Lucas turned from his desk and nodded at Simone, the lab's primary robotic semi-autonomous droid assistant. "Fantastic. Just enough time for lunch, and then hopefully I'll be on my way back to Earth! Not that I won't miss this world, of course; I mean we have had some pretty amazing adventures since I crashed into this reality, right?"<br><br>"Sure," Simone replied in her dreamy monotone.<br><br>"Traveling to the center of the planet to reboot that giant ultrasonic space moth repeller, thwarting the Gumball Gorillas' scheme to steal the world's supply of artificial fruit-flavored candy, winning the interplanetary dance competition and taking home the grand prize of a moldy shirt <em>and</em> a free soda, not to mention stopping the tournament committee from blowing up the solar system," Lucas said, absently ticking off the antics and situations he'd found himself in since landing in Altex (his own private name for this alternate reality) so many months ago.<br><br>"Sure," Simone said again as Lucas continued.<br><br>"Visiting the lost undersea civilization of Nwordannogruoy and rescuing their kidnapped princess from the Spongeous Rebel Alliance, even if she did turn out to be a transvestite with a rather unpleasant personality, and of course, who could forget that stint we did prison when we were accidentally rounded up with that puppet theater group suspected of inciting sedition? And then we ended up saving the prison warden from an assassination attempt and earning our pardons --"<br><br>"Sure," Simone interrupted, causing Lucas to turn and look at her sharply.<br><br>"Simone, are you stuck in another neurostimulus hueristic feedback loop aga-"<br><br>"Sure," the droid said again.<br><br>The young engineer sighed and turned back to his worktable, thankful he soon wouldn't have to worry about neurotic droids anymore, and finished gathering the tools and devices he'd picked up during his stay in Altex. Most of the items were less than functional, but Lucas knew if he could get them working properly they'd make him a bloody fortune when he returned to Earth -- er, not to mention save countless lives and save the environment and, who knows, maybe save the whales, stuff like that. Sure.<br><br>Stifling a yawn, Lucas rose from his chair and grabbed the cheap durasteel teacup from the desk corner, intent on making one last round of the lab to ensure the settings and power levels of the interdimensional rift generator were accurate; it would be a lousy way to go to have the device send him all the way back to his reality, only to wind up on Jupiter or some such. At least Simone had been correct in her earlier report, he thought as he sipped the hot tea. All readings indicated the generator was charging properly. After months of working with some of the greatest minds he could find in Altex (when not in the middle of one of his seemingly endless misadventures, of course), The day had finally arrived. Another five minutes, and Lucas Denziger, Dimensional Traveler Extraordinare, would finally be going home. He could barely contain his excitement.<br><br>Of course, that barely cotainable excitement transformed into completely uncontained horror when Lucas' boot caught on one of the thick power cable bundles that snaked across the lab floor, and sent the engineer sprawling headlong toward the generator's main control panel. The teacup splattered its contents across the protoplastic casing, dripping down onto the circuits and microboards and causing an uncontrolled chain reaction as the generator's capacitors began to fire erratically.<br><br>"No! NO! We've got cross-spectrum contamination, the power cells are destabilizing! The generator can't handle this kind of strain, Simone! Initiate emergency shut down protocols immediately! We can't let--" Lucas shouted in panic, his voice's pitch rising with his desperation as the contact coils began to glow. An unnatural wind with no obvious source whipped through the lab, scattering papers and sending several small objects hurling through the air as Lucas hurried to input the shut-down commands to the generator's secondary systems. But it was too late; the power cells, unstable though they'd become, still had enough juice to run the machine, and it wasn't stopping now. Lucas could only watch in horror as a vortex just like the one that had brought him to Altex formed before him, as powerful and irresistible as a black hole.<br><br>Lucas attempted to fight through the wind, reaching back to grab onto one of the desks, Simone, anything that could keep him from being sucked through to who-knew-what on the other side, but to no avail. The rift's pull was simply too strong, and Lucas was quickly dragged kicking and screaming into the portal's gaping maw. Moments later, the generator's power cells finally failed, and the vortex collapsed back into normal space-time.<br><br>"Sure," Simone said to the empty lab, as papers drifted and equipment tumbled back to the floor.<br><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Void</span></strong><br><br><em>'Ohh, great. <span class="bbc_u">This</span> place again. Floating aimlessly in nonspace, waiting endlessly through nontime, and hoping I get deposited in a reasonably life-accomodating reality before my mind snaps under its own weight due to stimulus deprivation. Just like Disneyworld,'</em> Lucas thought as he drifted in the void between dimensions. The last time he'd been trapped in the void, he'd nearly gone insane after what had felt like eons in solitude with only his own thoughts for company. There was no light, no sound, no sensation of any kind; there wasn't even any oxygen, although Lucas seemed to have no trouble breathing. Actually, the last time Lucas had been here, he'd discovered he didn't even need to breathe; his body had just kept right on doing it out of habit, and it didn't seem to give a damn that there was nothing for his lungs to work with. Hunger and thirst were similar non-issues. That was life in the void, Lucas figured. Everything was <em>non</em>.<br><br>Lucas stretched out, crossed his ankles and laced his fingers behind his head, and settled in to wait. At least it was comfortable, he had to admit. There was nothing quite like the feeling of total, utter weightlessness to make one relax, and Lucas closed his eyes as he adjusted to the sense of constant freefall. Only one thing to do, now...<br><br><em>'Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream,<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;life is but a dream,<br><br>'Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream,<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;life is but a dream,<br><br>'Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream...'</em><br><br><br><strong>Lucas Denziger<br>Time: Day 2, mid-morning<br>Location: Hillsbrow Village, Merc, Fantasia<br>Tagged: Whoever's Around</strong><br><br>The rift opened, with doubtlessly sadistic glee, several dozen feet in the air over a small, rustic-looking town. Lucas had long since lost track of which chorus he was on, having given up counting after attempting to sing in the round by himself, and he barely had time to notice the portal's recurrence before being jerked back into existence. The crackling, roaring vortex thundered and burned brightly in the morning light like the gateway to hell, and spat Lucas out into the uncaring sky before vanishing into the aether. For Lucas' part, the young engineer managed to remain hanging in the air for nearly a full second, thanks to the effects of the vortex delaying the return of his mass to his body.<br><br>He managed to fit several thoughts into that second.<br><br><em>'Oh good, a town!'<br>'A very <span class="bbc_u">primitive looking</span> town...'<br>'Aw, man, I didn't get my grilled cheese!'<br>'Hmm, windy out here.'<br>'Things seem to be getting bigger...'<br>'Oh, <strong>dammit</strong>!'</em><br><br>This last came at approximately the instant said mass began to return to said body, leading said body to plummet to the ground. Fortunately Lucas didn't reacquire his full mass at once, or the fall almost certainly would have killed him; instead, the young man struck the earth with less than half the force he would have under more normalized conditions. Which still hurt like a son of a bitch. Heavily stunned and severely disoriented, Lucas gazed blearily upward into the morning sun as curious townspeople gathered around him.<br><br>"Well...back to the lab again, yo," he managed to croak, before he passed out.
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