The Road to Nershe

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

Seeing that Caraz is staring at the buxom medic and not asking her to join them, Penti walks down to the two of them. Since he doesn't remember having met her before, he thinks she probably doesn't know about his mishaps and is less likely to laugh them off.

"Good day Miss! I am Penti M. Bloes and this is my companion, Caraz Vaqaud. We are on our way to Nershe and would love the company of such a wise person as yourself." Putting it on thick, so to speak, Penti invents a tale about Nershe being short on properly trained medical personnel. "Perhaps if you come with us, we can protect you from any bandits and you can help them with the epidemic."

Bob agrees to go to Nershe with the duo and pesters them for hours with questions about the past. Though Caraz seems less then pleased, Penti happily recounts many tales and spins a few false ones to make himself look better.

Soon, they come upon a traveller on the road...


OOC:
By the way, GrandMage, let me know if you want exclusive rights on the healer. If not, I will continue to use her as a NPC and help this damn thread along. I really liked the idea and want to see this last at least a couple of weeks!!!!

 

[The GrandMage]

Bob and the Pseudodragon

OOC: As do I. And yes, I do want the rights. Mostly because she can do a lot more than my other character, who is probably weighting down your shoulders a good bit.

IC:

Bob agreed to go with them after asking the elder of the shrine, who rapidly agreed to anything to get her out of his hair. In fact, he nearly shoved her out the temple, saying how good a student she was before baring the door so the travelers couldn't give her back.

Bob, who only had a small pack filled with herbs and potions and a few extra pairs of 'unmentionables', skipped happily along, grinning with the wonder of going out to help people as she constantly annoyed the other two with question after question.

The small dragonet merely stayed where it was, content to soak up the sun and be carried around all day. All in all, it was a good deal for the little reptile. Suddenly, and without warning, Bob pointed at the thing.

"What's that? It looks like a little dragon. It's so cute! Can I have one?"

 

[The GrandMage]

*Bump!*

OOC: Oh, don't tell me it's dead already!

 

[bobo_daclown]

OOC: The Bobo moved across town and lost his internet... now it is back. (sorry, guys)

Penti M. Bloes:

"Well, hmm." the wizard muses to himself, aloud. "You may, if the dragon here seems so inclined." Looking at the dragon, he asks it without hesitation, "Which of us would you rather ride on? I doubt you want to be owned right out."

 

[The GrandMage]

The Pseudodragon

The creature glanced over at Bob, then looked back to the wizard. With a questioning look, it dug it's little claws in enough to let him know there would be no trading off of the dragon, and clifted it'shead in a long yawn before throwing itself off the inept wizard. Climbing into the air, it scanned the surrounding countryside, sending back what it saw from high above the little group telepathically to the wizard.

After looking around, it cut the mindlink, and went hunting in the nearby woods.

 

[Darkthought]

Kebin

Kebin
6'11
325 lbs.
Short, mud-caked, brown hair
Green and yellow streaked eyes.
28 years old
Weapons: Rusted Battle Axe, Very old bow patched together in many places with reeds and vines.

Description:

Kebin's not a brainy lad. Hidden in his past is an Ogre Great-grandfather (mother's grandfather), the stories of this happening have been lost in time, and even Kebin does not know this fact.
He was big and strong even as a child, and whilst playing in a river as a wee boy, he managed to pull the wrong stick on a Beaver Dam, and found himself washed away in the ensuing flow.
He was found a raised by a human family, who named him Kevin. Being short in the cranial capacity, he found the name awkward, and after years of introducing himself, the name Kebin had stuck.
One day, shortly after his 28th birthday, Kebin went hunting. After hours of following his own tracks, he came upon the tracks of some large 4 legged beast. In the 13 days of tracking numerous different tracks (all of which he thought belonged to the same beast) Kebin found himself alone, significantly lost.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

"Sorry, Bob. I think that our friend is going to ride with me for a while longer. Don't fret, though. It is quite heavy and I'd hate for you to struggle all the way to Nershe."

Watching the dragon fly off, he lost his connection with it. "Well, we should get going now. I'm sure our little friend will find us when it wants to." With that, he turns toward the road out of town. "This, way, if memory serves me correctly." Penti starts to walk down the road, his long legs moving him across the dirt quickly.

 

[Darkthought]

From the woods

"Now where did I put dat bunny?" Kebin thinks to himself, as he slowly turns the spit over his small fire.

He gazes back to the fire, and chuckles a little to himself as he remembers what he's doing. Slowly removing the spit, Kebin takes a bite of the overly cooked meat, then gazes down at his sore feet. It's then he catches the shadow scream across the ground, clear and defined though the canopy above him is fairly thick. He gazes up, and seeing nothing, does the abvious logical thing, grabs his axe and bow, takes another bite out of his meat, kicks some dirt on his fire, and heads the direction the shadow went.

After a few minutes of tripping and smashing his way through the woods, he comes to a clearing on top of a small hill.

"Now where did dat liddle flappy go?" He says out loud to no one in particular.

With a quick scan of his surroundings, he notices a curious trio at the bottom of the hill, just outside a small town. Having not spoken to a sole in weeks, he decides a visit is in order... and maybe they'll know where he is, and where he needs to go. His village is by that big oak tree, just past the bend in the river, and surely they could point him there.

The burly man saunters down the embankment, approaching the group with his axe slung over his right shoulder, and drawns the stick of meat out before him.

"Hey dere, I'm Kebin, wanta chomp of dis 'ere bunny?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Bob and the dragonet

She squealed in surprise as someone just appeared in front of the group. In the usual healer's way, she scanned the large person in front of her. She reached up, brushing her long blond hair back over her pointed ears.

"Like, I'm totally starving, 'kay? Can I, like, hae some, 'kay?"


-Meanwhile, the smae dragon chomped happily on a squirrel it took down, sitting on a branch, it's tail swinging back and forth.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

Looking over the large man with his excuse for food, Penti sighs aloud. "What can we do for you large friend? This is a town that shuns tourists and if you can, I'd suggest avoiding it." Penti looks at the carcass again and shudders to himself. Yuck! If I want food, I'll conjur something up.

 

[Darkthought]

Kebin

Kebin looked down at the bubbly young pointy-earred girl, and waved the stick over to her.

"Feel free ta hab all da eattin you can. My name is Kebin, butchu kin keep callin' me Kay if ya wantsta."

With this he turns to Penti, gives the wee man a quick glance over, thinks a bit (a very small bit) about what he said, and responds:

"Its wuz Steben dat blewed up da chicken house ta run dose folk outta da billage, not me, I'm not a tourist."

Smiling proudly to the man, he continues, "and I wuz wunderin' if you could point me to ma billage. It's by dat big oak tree, just past da big bend in da river... I lost ma way trackin' dat bunny, and can't finds it now."

 

[The GrandMage]

Bob

She fell into a fit of giggles. Well, not fell literally, but, awww, you get the point. Anyway, finding the rather large fellow to be quite funny, she gifted him with a smile before ripping off a large hunk of meat and biting a large section out of it. Healers were never known for their manners, and being raised by men hadn't gotten her anywhere near ladylike.

"Like, it's so totally nice to meet you."

 

[Darkthought]

Kebin

Kebin backed away from the wee girl a bit. He was baffled by her words, and was sure she was a vast intellectual. He'd have to think long and hard before answering her questions, or responding to her statements.

Eager to get started on his walk home, or to get walking at least, anywhere really, he looked to the group in great anticipation for a response.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

Realizing that his companions can barely understand the poor bloke, Penti tries to figure out where Kebin is from. Obviously, the huge man can not tell him so, Penti realizes that there is a need for protection from non-magical beasts. "Kebin. Perhaps you will come with us to Nershe. I hear that there may be others your size and this might indeed be the place from which you come. Would you like to join us?"

 

[Darkthought]

Kebin

He looked down at the mage happily. They didn't seem to know where his village was, but the place they described sounded like a good place to start looking... besides, he hadn't had anyone to talk to in ages, and being one who enjoyed the finer art of communication, it was an offer he couldn't refuse.

"Dat sounds like a gud idea. I gots gud walkin' legs, and as ya all'ub sawed, I'm purdy gud at da huntin'. I'b got trouble keepin' ma eyes on da flappy's tho, I sawed one a liddle bit ago, and he's gone already. I like 'em flappy's, but dey is a wee too fast for me ta catch."

 

[Darkthought]

OOC: I was wondering what happened to Slance... turns out he left a post saying he was gone for the rest of the summer. It could be tough to keep this thing going without a main character

 

[The GrandMage]

OOC: Well,....we could keep going, or we could all leave it alone for about a month, swearing to return....

 

[Darkthought]

OOC: Well,....we could keep going, or we could all leave it alone for about a month, swearing to return....

OOC: LOL... I suppose that would make this road a dead end? btw, if we do keep going, perhaps an OOC thread is in order?

 

[The GrandMage]

OOC: Don't look at me. I am merely the old, wandering and odd looking sheep straggling at the back of the herd.....


Oh, wait, I'm a wolf stalking prey. Nevermind.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

Realizing that the situation has gone sour, Penti walks over to his companions. "Slance? Slance!!!" The other man, who once was a vivid member of the crew is now standing as if a zombie. "Ho hum. I sure hope that I did not do this to him accidentally. Sometimes my magic gets a little out of control. Let me try to revive him."

Penti chants and waves his hands around, producing produce and then refusing the refuse that appears from the sky. Finally, a ray of purple light shoots from his palm into Slance's eyes. "Hum. How odd. I see that Slance is without energy right now. It seems to be a magical spell that is incapacitating him for a length of time. I suppose that I will just leave a note in his memory and tell him that we are going to Nershe without him. Maybe he'll catch up on horseback or something."

Penti inscribes the message into his companion's memory and turns to the others. "Well now, we must be off to Nershe and with haste. After all, it's almost goblin season." Goblin season isn't quite the same as rabbit season. During rabbit season, men in camouflauge hunt rabbits. In goblin season, the goblins hunt the men.

 

[The GrandMage]

The dragonet and Bob.

The dragonet returned, slowly landing on the wizard's shoulders. It curled aroun, wazing it's tail back and forth as it gave a little yawn, licking it's blood soaked muzzle.

Bob was just all atwitter, skipping forward ahead of the party and smiling happilly to herself. She was a weird one, that was for sure.

 

[Darkthought]

Kebin

Kebin happily joined the group as they travelled up the well worn path. To his surprise, the little dragonette appeared out of nowhere and was apparently trying to attack the little man with the funny hat.

"Hey dere, dat flappy is tryin' ta git you, hold still and I'll smack it fir ya"

With this, Kebin headed towards Penti, arm pulled back ready to smack.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Penti M. Bloes:

"No you don't!" Penti nearly attacks Kebin. "This dragon is a friend." Kebin seems to relax a little; and, Bob skips merrily ahead of the group.

A short time later...

Rounding the bend in the road, Penti whispers for them to stop. "Okay, I think there is somebody lying by the road up there. They may be dead or dying, or perhaps it's a trap." I suppose we had best be on our guards.

OOC:
i wonder if the wounded one still wants in?!?

By the way, just because Slance left doesn't mean we need to quit so easily. I say we keep going. There are bound to be adventures... on the road to Nershe.

 

[Angelus]

Dailin

He had been walking through the trees for what seemed like hours and hoped that the people from the village weren't chasing him. He looked back towards the trees, wondering if anyone of anything was chasing him but when he saw and heard nothing he kept walking. Suddenly he saw a fire in front of him and walked slowly towards it, hoping that the people near it were friendly. He walked ever closer towards the fire and when he came to a clearing that was close enough Dailin looked towards the fire, wondering what or who he was going to see. He was shocked to see a huge person sitting there talking to what looked like an elf. He walked slowly and cautiously forward but stopped when he stepped on something he cursed himself for, a dry stick.

 

[The GrandMage]

OOC:

By the way, just because Slance left doesn't mean we need to quit so easily. I say we keep going. There are bound to be adventures... on the road to Nershe.

Yeah. If we could find some adventurers.


IC:

"Oh. My. God!" Bob quickly seperated from the group, running towards the poor soul lying by the road. This was what all her training was for. This was what she'd been studying for.

She dropped to a knee, giving a cool glance to the person before begining to check vital signs. This traveler was most definitely injured, but was it dead?

The tiny dragonet glared at the large man, and snapped it's jaws at him as it settled itself in, pointy little claws digging into the inept wizard as it let loose a little yawn.