Chronicles of Kriste, Chapter 7: Barren World
Post #161
Tempz
May 8 2012, 2:45 am
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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-Eat breakfast while at the same time phased out thinking back to the incident to see if i can remember any more details
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #162
Fire_Kame
May 8 2012, 3:19 am
Post #163
Tempz
May 8 2012, 4:36 am
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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-Ask the royal family for supplies to make a healing tonic
Edit: go try and find some guards practicing with swords so i increase my swordsmanship This post was edited 2 times, last edit by Tempz: May 8 2012, 4:48 am. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #164
Fire_Kame
May 8 2012, 4:55 am
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Holy shit our security's atrocious.
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You can't do both at once, so I'm going to go with the edit.
Dan hobbles away from the table, limping from guard to guard, asking for lessons. None of them seem very willing to offer lessons to him, on account that over exertion would probably permanently damage his body at this point. He finally comes across a guard who offers to train him for 20 gold. The guard looks greasy and strung out, and although his skill level is above Dan's it is hard to tell by how much. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() lil-Inferno -- Knock knock
Lanthanide -- who's there? Azrael -- Banana. jjf28 -- Banana. who? Azrael -- Knock knock. jjf28 -- that's not how it works. |
Post #165
Tempz
May 8 2012, 4:56 am
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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Instead of paying 20 gold for the lesson find guards practicing and watch them.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #166
Sand Wraith
May 8 2012, 7:22 am
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WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW WWWWWWWW
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Read Aleiya's mind to determine the source of her interest. (Although maybe she's too flustered for it to work.)
If it doesn't work, go out and train, with a guard or trainer if possible, with the rapier. Otherwise, ask to speak with the princess privately in order to question her further (while mind-reading). If it doesn't work/the request is denied, go out and train, with a guard or trainer if possible, with the rapier. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Post #168
Fire_Kame
May 9 2012, 6:42 pm
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Holy shit our security's atrocious.
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Stop posting Vrael, you said you were didn't want to play anymore so you're done. Frog = Rozen's.
Aleiya seems very troubled to Rozen. Focusing on her now he begins to sense more, namely a cavern near here that is deep. It is covered in ethereal haze, denoting that it was a dream, but there was a strong connection Aleiya had with it, most likely from it being a repeated dream. You can ask her questions, but it may get you nowhere with the family watching. Rozen excuses himself suddenly, going out into the courtyard. He finds two guards sparring, Dan watching from the side. Rozen approaches one, asking for lessons. "You don't have any mortal wounds yourself, do you?" He asks. To train with him it will cost 5 gold. EDIT: Aleiya follows him on his way out and sits by Dan. This post was edited 1 time, last edit by Fire_Kame: May 9 2012, 9:20 pm. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() lil-Inferno -- Knock knock
Lanthanide -- who's there? Azrael -- Banana. jjf28 -- Banana. who? Azrael -- Knock knock. jjf28 -- that's not how it works. |
Post #169
Tempz
May 10 2012, 2:09 am
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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-If wrists are fine very lightly use sword and practice wrist movements otherwise use the crossbow and very lightly shoot at targets as i don't want to injure myself -Talk to the princess if i can't do either ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #170
Sand Wraith
May 10 2012, 7:54 am
Post #171
Fire_Kame
May 10 2012, 8:09 pm
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Holy shit our security's atrocious.
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Despite being in excruciating pain, Dan decides to practice on his own. Although his wrists are fine, his body is badly bruised and strained. The more he practices, the longer it will take for his body to recover and may result in long lasting side effects. The pain in his side has increased and will probably be there should he overexert himself in the future. Rozen pays for the lessons and is able to pick it up quickly. "Hey you're not bad," the guard says, during a break. The guard is a young guy, hardly over 21. He hands Rozen some water. "Ya know the guys in the barracks...they're not so hot on your group," he nods to Dan, "they don't see how such a miss matched group of no ones are selected for such an important mission," he said. "Anyways, back to it?" ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() lil-Inferno -- Knock knock
Lanthanide -- who's there? Azrael -- Banana. jjf28 -- Banana. who? Azrael -- Knock knock. jjf28 -- that's not how it works. |
Post #172
Tempz
May 10 2012, 8:48 pm
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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-Stop training... ask someone in the royal court if they can try and get me an apprentice (hopefully they didn't run off to far or returned to the court after the fire)
-If above fails or works ask someone carriage me to my home and make myself i healing tonic -If 1 worked teach apprentice what i know in the time allotted ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #173
Fire_Kame
May 10 2012, 9:11 pm
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Holy shit our security's atrocious.
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Dan returns to the table, interrupting any conversation at hand and asks for an apprentice. "An apprentice? What for?" Sir Marcus asks.
"You may be able to find yourself an apprentice out in the Astron guildhalls," Estaphon says, "but there are none here at the castle, unless you think one of the servants will do." Estaphon smiles at his own joke. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() lil-Inferno -- Knock knock
Lanthanide -- who's there? Azrael -- Banana. jjf28 -- Banana. who? Azrael -- Knock knock. jjf28 -- that's not how it works. |
Post #174
Tempz
May 10 2012, 9:48 pm
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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Edit :
-Go to a guild until i find an apprentice Make sure this apprentice can fight in a pinch... and doesn't require me to defend him or her; If possible someone proficient at a crossbow and sword. This post was edited 1 time, last edit by Tempz: May 10 2012, 10:33 pm. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #175
Sacrieur
May 10 2012, 9:56 pm
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Athenos was still at the table. He had eaten a near reckless amount of food. His body was in that stage, and with the way he had been pushing it lately, nourishment was quite important. He attempted to mind his manners the best he could, but often he found himself taking bites that were very difficult to chew. The food was rather good, for mortals; and the satisfaction of eating was in some ways refreshing.
Having satisfied his ravenous appetite he noticed Dan entering, as he sipped from a goblet. Thinking back he probably should have stopped the fool from doing something so rash as practice swordplay. "At least visit the infirmary before you leave, who knows what new damage you may have done." Athenos interjected with strange mix of disinterest and amusement, "These men we're after, if you want any chance against them you're going to require at least a year of rigorous training." He smirked afterward, sounds like something the old man would say. "The oracle, councilor, may I meet with her?" ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() × ÷ ± · ∫ ƒ | ⅛ ¼ ⅓ ⅜ ½ ⅝ ⅔ ¾ ⅞ | π φ ∞ | ≡ ≈ ≥ ≤ ∴ ¬ ∩ Ø | √ ª ⁿ º ¹ ² ³ | ✓ ✗ | א
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Post #176
Sand Wraith
May 10 2012, 11:12 pm
Post #177
Tempz
May 13 2012, 8:48 am
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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I'm getting scared its been 2 days since Kame went on... nah probably over thinking things.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #179
Tempz
May 13 2012, 8:17 pm
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What a caterpillar calls death a master calls a butterfly.
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Don't worry Kame we understand; if must pause the game so you can rest. Hope you feel better.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Truth hurts. Maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with a seat missing, but it hurts.
- Drebin (Naked Gun 2 1/2) Pm me for terrain requests (Jungle mostly) |
Post #180
Fire_Kame
May 16 2012, 9:07 pm
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Holy shit our security's atrocious.
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Athenos finished his meal and watched Estaphon. "Meet?" Estaphon asked, with a blink, "It...it is possible, yes. After all if I am able to meet her, you can too. But you will have to do it the same way I did. You will have to meet her prophetess, deep in the Bittergreen Forest. I myself was led there by a ranger familiar with the area that lived off the land, but I cannot remember the way. You must go off the path, that much I know, and with the attacks..." he trailed off, watching Athenos, "I see am I not discouraging you. But I will warn you, once you meet the prophetess, and Psamathe, you will never return to this world the same way. I remember vaguely that her follower, that goes by the name Pryti, is in the heart of the forest, but the rest I am not sure of. You may be able to find more information from the rangers or huntsmen of the area."
Dan ignores Athenos' warning and heads straight to the lower parts of Astron to find his apprentice. In the late morning sun the streets are packed with people buying and selling whatever wears they have for the day. Dan lingers among each stall, looking at the townspeople running each one. For the most part it was older women, trying desperately to keep a handle on their children as they flew wildly through the marketplace. Off in the shade of the stalls were traveling merchants sitting on rugs, their own wears laid out before them, or on racks beside them. They seemed even busier than the stalls. He approached a few of the owners of the stalls (having found the traveling merchants by and large were too old or too young to qualify for his needs), asking if they had a son or daughter interested in an apprentice-hood underneath him. Most of the marketplace recognized Dan and new of his eccentricities, and so they found no problem telling him no. Dan travels on to the taverns without luck. He visits the major guild halls (which were truly little more than multilevel taverns) to find most of them abandoned for the work day. He did finally come across a man only a little older than him in the huntsmen guild, who offered a young apprentice to him contingent he pay the guild one gold a week for the apprentice's services and provided the apprentice with the gear he will be required to wear or use for the duration of the trip, as well as other living expenses. The apprentice looked to be in good shape. He was a small and young, and most likely still rather inexperienced. But he had no glaring defects or deformities that would restrict him from becoming an able apprentice. Dan walked outside to clear his head and to consider his available choice. He looked around again. The only location left that he had yet to try was a tavern on the edge of town that just previously had sounded like it was hosting a loud and boisterous party. Suddenly a side door popped open, and a mousey looking young man fell roughly to the floor. "And stay out," a loud, if not dullard, voice called. There were dumb laughs behind him as he threw a loot beside the boy. "You call that music, no wonder the bard's guild threw you out." "It it's progressive, listen to it!" The mousey kid says, picking up the lute again. He plays a strange combination of notes. It is clear that he has retuned the lute to fit his style, whatever that was. It wasn't necessarily bad, just different. Very different. The door slammed in the bard's face. He dusted himself off and leaned dejectedly against the wall. "What are you looking at?" He says to Dan, noticing his stare. A few other youths show up. "Come on Martin, let's go," another youth says to the mousey boy. "I told you it was no good." As he turns away, you notice that Martin has a slingshot attached to a loop on his belt. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() lil-Inferno -- Knock knock
Lanthanide -- who's there? Azrael -- Banana. jjf28 -- Banana. who? Azrael -- Knock knock. jjf28 -- that's not how it works. |
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