forgotten world

Constable Godfrey

OOC: Time to cause some trouble. :) Hope no one minds. I haven't gotten a chance to cause trouble yet.

IC:

Constable Godfrey burst into the tavern, his sword drawn. Two men stand behind him, they also have their swords drawn. They don't look happy. The three men glare around the establishment, looking for their prey.

"You, go upstairs, search the rooms!" Godfrey snarls at the two men with him.

Rodge, who is still cowering behind the bar pokes his head up. "They're gone. They took my giant with 'em. There are two or three of 'em upstairs, the rest went through there." Rodge points to the open trapdoor. "They're probably stealing my stores as we speak."

"Where's this come out?" Godfrey asks as he stares into the opening as his two men rush up the steps to stop the others.

"Down near the creek at the bottom of the hill!" Rodge yells, feeling brave next to the constable.

"There's only two trails. I'm not going to try and track 'em through that forest in the dark. We'll set up on the trails and wait for 'em!" Godfrey says and turns for the stairs.

==========Meanwhile, Upstairs=======

The two men burst into the room. Their swords drawn, snarls on both their faces.

OOC: Anyone left inside?
 
i came here LOOKING for trouble, mate

ooc: Yippee! i think they all got away! Except for me...hehehe. i was never really there.

:As the group go through the tunnel Trilla receives another message from Starkynde.:

"Mistress of the Silver Dragon, there are too many armed men between us for me to join you now. Besides my energies are so low that maintaining human form is beyond me.

The horse which has been secured for me is wearing an old saddle bag. I have put in it the money I collected from the crowd tonight. I have no need of gold, but you will. Use it any way you need.

I will join you in human form if you need my aid. At other times I will come to you or Sorian in dreams or visions to warn or guide you. Keep the horse for me with you. We may at some time collect my actual physical body, which I have hidden away for many a year.

Tell the giant to take the left path leading from the creek. It has a troop of guards, but you will find them rather busy.

I have sent ants, mosquitos and bats to plague them. Try not to laugh too hard when you see them struggling, stay quiet and keep moving.

Master Rodge should have waited 'til tomorrow night to call the constable. He could have had a lot more business if he'd let me play again."

:Trilla laughed, and the rest of the group looked at her, wondering what was funny in their situation.:


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ooc: Cool about Trilla's chest, i been kind of admiring her chest for days now. (sorry) i know she's a cleric, almost like a nun, but i think she's damn cute.

i'll meet up with you guys soon!i'll be scanning the countryside. Play On!
 
Trilla

Her eyes still silvered. <"Friend Starkynde, ye be more than ye seems. Ye be not a bard, but a wizzard. Ye secret be safe with me. I be guarding it with my soul.">

"Pardon me, I speak with thee bard. He says that, he will join us at a later time. There be too many guards between us." Trilla take a deep breathe, maintaining the connection, so all heard what she says.

"He leaves us coins, with his horse to be use in aid." She points at Thurstor, "He bids ye to lead us on thee left path from thee creek. We must be very quiet, for there be a troop of guards. Be not worried they are occupied when we get there. Word of warning, they well be plagued by pest & it might be amusing to laugh at but be silent."

<"Besafe, Master Starkynde. May the Silver Dragon be yer guide."> She breaks the connection. Trilla almost falls over but someone catches her. "Give me but a moment & let us be off." Thurstor grunts & leads the party to safety.
 
Perrin hears the sounds of the constable approaching the Inn as he leads the horses to safety. He is going along the stream when he sees a troop of men with torches patiently waiting. Perrin mentions the horses to silence and hides them behind a stand of Redwood trees. Suddenly, one of the men slaps at the sides of his neck. "Dammit, where did these ants come from, they are all in my armor." He quickly divests himself of his armor to try and get the ants out. Perrin also sees others among that troopers that are slapping at there necks and exposed faces. He is not sure what this signifies , but it seems to be occupying the men. He is happy to see this good omen which bodes well for the future.
 
Revlin steathly follows Sorian and Trill down the stairs. They were able to go down the back stair case before the armed men broke into the room. Revlin sees a bag with some coins under the bar as they are leaving and quickly takes it with him. " This is to get back the money we paid for rooms since we will not be staying." he tells Master Rodge.

Once they reach the passage under the Inn, Revlin has a good idea. He rips off a strip of cloth on his jerkin and uses it for a wick with a bottle of dwarven spirits. He sets it on fire , then follows the others down the passage. "This should slow down any pursuit."

Unfortunately, the bottle sets of a chain reaction to the other bottles of booze and sets off a small explosion in the tunnel. Luckily , they were all too far away except for Revlin. He is pelted with shards of broken bottle. "Ouch, that hurt. Maybe I should calm down a little, it hurts less. "
 
No contribution for the moment BUT...

ooc:ROTFLMAO! Nice work Chewey! just cuz we're on a quest and in pretty deep doodoo, no reason we can't have FUN!

See'ya later
 
Trilla

She hears an explosion behind her in the cave & Ravlin's muttering "Ouch, that hurt. Maybe I should calm down a little, it hurts less. " Trilla quickly places her hands on him. "You be hurt. Stay still, I can only give you a quick heal. I am too drained from talking to Starkynde."

The Kender nods & winces. She mumors a prayer & places both hands on each of his shoulders. A warm glow in fuses Revlin's body & as suddenly as it apears, it's gone. His pains are lessened. "That be the best I can do at the moment. I will need more time later to finish." Trilla holds her hand to her head to steady her dizzyness.

::Her eyes glaze over::

She strightens & pulls the robes hood over her hair & hides her face into is depts. *We must be off. I sense thee warrior is ahead & had thee horses.* She walks silently down te left path.
 
Thurstor in the lead

Thurstor covers his eyes as the barrels of ale and wine explode and the flames spread and begin licking at the opening of the cave.

"Master Rodge ain't gonna be happy." Thurstor says outloud but not to anyone specific.

He watches in awe as Trilla heals the wounds of Revlin. When Trilla finishes she turns and heads down the path.

*We must be off. I sense thee warrior is ahead & had thee horses.*

Thurstor watches as the pretty, young woman walks down the path. Thurstor is curious about her, but snaps out of it and runs after the woman. "Mistress, ya shouldn'a be in da lead. Da Constable may have men waitin' fer us. Ah take da lead. Ah can handle da constable and his men." He tries to smile at the woman but just manages to look grimacing. He quickly turns away and takes the lead. He draws his sword and looks carefully into the night. As he walks he picks up some medium sized stones, he rolls each around in his large hand for a second and then, happy with the feel, slips it into his pocket. By the time they come near the end of the trail he has a pretty good collection of stones.
 
Revlin feels a shiver throughout his body as the healing takes effect. He suddenly has a strong hunger for food. He takes some hard bread out of his pack and begins to eat it. He follows the others to the end of the passage. He hears muffled cursing from a stand of trees to the right of the mouth of the passage. Revlin is curious and goes into the brush to see what all the noise is.

Revlin crawls into the underbrush and sees a troop of six soldiers slapping at their necks and faces. He sees a black shadow drop out of the sky and hit one of the men in the face. IT was a bat. Oh my goodness, this is to funny to see, thinks Revlin. He starts to chuckle silently to himself. He cant stop, he is now quietly laughing. One of the men just fell out of hos saddle trying to swat a bat. Revlin starts a full belly laugh at that one.

One of the men hears a noise and tells his fellow soldiers to quiet down, that they may have company. He is able to quiet down the rest of the troopers. Revlin trys to quiet down, knowing that this is dangerous, but he is not able to. The man rushes to the area where Revlin is and pulls Revlin out by the scruff of the neck.
"HELP ME" yells Revlin to the companians.
 
Perrin has been keeping a close eye on the group of soldiers and sees that the plague of creatures is still bothering them. He is not sure what caused it but is happy that they are distracted. He is suprised to see the soldier fall out of the saddle. Hopefully he will break his neck , Perrin thinks to himself . He sees the lead soldier mentioning to the others and they all fall silent. Perrin is able to hear some faint laughing now , but is not sure what it is from. He looks all around and then sees the moonlight glinting off one of the rings that the kender had on his hand.

OH no, Perrin thought, this is not good. He ties up the spare horses to the tree. He takes the axe out of the holder on his back and balances it on his knees. He slowly moves his horse through some of the trees, getting towards the edge of the clearing. He can clearly hear Revlin laughing now and the lead soldier is able to also. Perrin sees the lead soldier jump down from his horse and grab the kender by the throat. He hears the kender yell for help.

Perrin is not sure what to do, Sorian is not here with him to tell him what he should do . Perrin is worried for his newfound companion and decides on a course of action. He digs his heels into his horses side and rushes out of the treeline, yelling the battlecry of his people. He raises his axe over his head and rushes into the fry.
 
OOC: By the way , Arc da Rat, Like that avatar. Happy 100 posts, boy that was fast. LOL

Chewey
 
OOC: TY Chewie :D the other thread I am in is flying between writing stuff for the actual story & just shooting the breeze in the OOC thread. I am here at 100 :D
 
ooc: too late for new blood? It may take me a day but I think I can catch up on the reading. I'm itching to get into a thread that isn't going the way of the buffalo.
 
"Vee LUFF new blood!"~Dracula

ooc: i'm not REALLY a wizard, but i play one on TV (actually i guess it's a monitor)

We're just about to start on a quest, and already the excrement has hit the ventilator! We have a goodly band of travelers, a few new enemies, one Old Narsty enemy, and some good stuff together.

C'mon down...join us at the river! If we don't like you we'll kill you off after your 1st scene. <jk>

i know how you feel, i joined this thread cuz i didn't wanna hafta read 20+ pages just to get up to speed. i'm havin' FUN so far (too bad you missed my concert).
 
OOC: lol I'll read and post before the weekend, I promise. What other threads are u guys into?
 
Can't speak for the others...

ooc: This is the 1st on-line RPG i've ever tried. You might try hitting the "search" button on the others messages to get their posting histories. Got a pretty creative crowd, and some well developed senses of humor. i'll bet they have plenty of other adventures.
 
Rodge and Godfrey Kill Revlin

OOC: Never to late for some new blood.

IC:

Godfrey and his men search the tavern and hotel. They know nothing about what's going on outside. When they find nothing and no one they share a mug of ale with Rodge and then head out. There Godfrey finds his men going mad with bugs and bats.
"What is this Madness?" He shouts as the bugs move to him and his men. He sees one of his men holding a Kender by the scruff of the neck.

Rodge having heard the Constable's scream moves outside to see whats wrong. He also sees the Kender. "That's one of them!" he screams and runs to Revlin.

That's the moment that Perrin lets out his battle cry and rushes into the frey. Godfrey, Rodge and all of the others gathered turn to see the Human rush from his hiding spot. "Stop him!" Godfrey yells and turns to the newcomer.

The man who had been holding the Kender, Revlin, releases the Kender to draw his sword and defend himself as Perrin rushes towards him. "Die you elf loving vermin!" He says and then quickly falls to the ground as Perrin rushes past him slicing the mans leg.

OOC: Okay Perrin, you got one. Revlin is free. These guys are incompetent. Godfrey BOUGHT his position. :) Anyone else want to jump in on this fight?
 
Trilla

"By the Dragon." Trilla exclaims. She is not prepared for battle.

She closes her eyes & mummors a prayer. Hoping to turn the battle in thier favor. She casts the spell of Fear on the guards, Godfrey & Rodge.

Not knowing if it took effect, she falls to the ground.
 
Revlin lands heavily on the ground when the soldier releases him. The soldier quickly follows him to the ground when Perrin whips his ax through the mans legs. The soldier is on the ground in anguish. Revlin looms over the doomed man , "So, how do you like being short and close to the ground? It quite a different view. Too bad there wasnt a tall amazon here that you could look up at, that is half the fun of being this size. I should let you slowly bleed to death like the dog you are, but I will spare you." Saying this, Revlin slides out his sharpest dagger and slices the man across the throat

"You are welcome , man , for doing it quickly. What, no thanks? Boy , some people have no manners."

Revlin grabs his Koopak from the carrier on his back , inserts a sharp rock, and starts to swing the weapon into the air. He is looking out especially for Master Rodge, the man who started all this.
 
OOC:

Okay, I'm a little confused about who is where and where everyone is!

Revlin and Perrin are in a fight with Godfrey and Rodge who are in a fight with the bugs and the bats. That's cool. Got that!
Starkynde's whereabouts are presently unknown.
And the rest of us are on the trail leading down the hill from the secret escape chamber.

Right??

Okay, one question, Just so I know what to write.. How far apart are the two groups? Perrin, Revlin, Godfrey and Rodge and all of us?

I count seven characters. Two in the fight. Starkynde is MIA, Illynya hasn't posted recently. That leaves Thrustor, Sorian and Trilla on the path. Right??
 
Trilla

OOC: I was following Thrustor. Hearing Revlin cry out, we must have run up to the fight scene. Since I am still wearing a robe & have no armor or weapons on me. I cast a spell to frighten them off. That causes me to faint (over-exserted my self).
 
OOC: Very concisely done my friend. :) I would have to say that we should bring Ilynya in case Siren posts, or at least she can be the first member sacrificied(hehe) Starkynde seems to have gone astral on us, so we dont have to worry about him. The three in the tunnel should be making there appearance right about...NOW. That would be a good time. Unfortunately, Silverwolf started this thread and seems to only get on once in a while, so I am kind of hijacking this to keep it going. I hope he does not mind. :confused: I like this thread and it seems to be going well. So, are we all back on track now??

Chewey
 
OOC: Thank you both for your assistance. That's all I needed to know. heheh. Time to fight!!

IC:

They hear the scuffle, they hear the yells from the fight near the Tavern. Thurstor turns and watches as Trilla races towards the noise. He looks at his travelling companions and then follows her through the treeline and back into the city. He looks around and sees Revlin and Perrin in a fight with the constable and Master Rodge. Bugs and bats swirl around striking at anyone who lets down their defenses. He finds Trilla casting a spell. Without any reason three of the men fighting with Perrin and Revlin flee in horror. Leaving only Godfrey, Rodge and one other standing as Perrin stands guard over the Kender.

Thurstor watches as the pretty Elf faints. He catches her with one hand and tosses her over his large shoulder. He draws his massive sword and rushes into the fight. He swings the sword, blade down, and strikes Rodge on the shoulder with the broad side of his sword. Rodges Shoulder gives and two bones break as the massive sword strikes him. Rodge's feet come off the ground and he sails through the air for ten feet as Thurstor moves beside Perrin in front of Revlin. With his free hand he tosses the pretty elf off of his shoulder landing her near Revlin. "Little friend. Protect her!" he yells to Revlin and turns back and waits.

Godfrey and one of his men stand there. Staring. Without warning, Godfrey, looks from the giant and the warrior over to his own man. "KILL THEM! NOW!!!"

The man pauses, looks from Godfrey to Perrin and then to Thurstor. He then looks back to Godfrey.

OOC: Okay, do we kill them or not?
 
OOC: I vote yes, in the times that our characters are inhabiting, its a dog eat dog world. They serve no other purpose than to lubricate our weapons (LOL). Lets have at them.

Perrin joins Thurstor in standing in front of Revlin and Trilla. Seeing that Revlin is fully recovered and can protect the elf maid, Perrin charges the man with Godfrey. He raises his battle axe over his head with two hands. He brings it down with destructive strength, but the man dodges out of the way. As the man circles to the left, he is able to slice his scimitar into Perrins left leg.

Argh, the pain is intense. Perrin feels a different kind of pain invading his body. NO, NO, I do not want this to happen. AHHHH

Perrin starts to give off a soulwrenching cry as his body begins to expand and change. First, his face elongates into a hairy white snout. Then his hands elongate into long razor sharp claws. His body erupts with the brilliant white fur of his totem. His body has thickened and elongated to just a shade under 8 feet when he stands on his hind legs.

Perrin's mind is a blur of blood lust, he senses the MAN THING a few feet away, looking at him in fear. One swipe of his mighty paw, takes off the head of the dazed soldier. Perrin immediately attacks the body with his paws and teeth, making the soldier into a handy snack.
 
Revlin wipes his dagger on the tunic of the soldier that he has just killed. He notices a small bag of copper at the mans waist. Well, he will no longer need it, so I may as well take it so no thief gets it. He puts his hand on Trillas forehead. She is only slightly hot ,but seems to be breathing ok.

Revlin looks over at the fight in progress. He sees Perrin take a long jagged wound to the thigh . Ouch, he thinks , that has to hurt. Revlin is amazed at what happens next. He cannot believe that Perrin has changed into a large white bear. Revlin leans over to Trilla. "Well, if he eats like that , he will not use up many rations. You can have his blanket if you want, he already seems to have a nice cozy fur blanket to sleep with."

Revlin looks over at Thurstor to see how he is doing in the fight.
 
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