Treasure Hunters

[LadyFairy]

Paused a little ,almost seeming taken aback a little as he quietly looked her over, seeming to be assessing her.

"Hmm...well, I suppose an extra pair of hands is always helpful."

Gathering up his box again her made his way back up to the deck, kneeling down by the cannon again.

"The way the cannon works is that it has a direct link with the various elemental realms. By activating the respective rune, one such link is opened and the elemental energy gathered to prepare the detonation. Now, once the shot is fired, the background resonance lingers behind, even with the link closed, and has to be slowly absorbed by the dampening crystals before it can be safely loaded again. That's the trouble with using raw elemental power, it can get quite unflexible, and an uncontrolled mixture of differing energies can cause quite bad reactions.

"That's why I want to switch over to an imp-based system...basically, summon a lesser demon with special elemental affinity. It will then link to all elemental planes at once--the flow will be regulated by its spirit, so that there is no danger of overload. After a discharge, the imp can then transform lingering energies, or cancel them out by drawing opposed streams from other planes...or a number of other delicate operations too complex to be done by dumb machine-craft. That way, the cannon should become far more versatile. With me so far?"

I beleive so... its sort of like my magic unstable until some how i figure out a way to control it....or focus it. Like what the Crystals or the Imp would for your cannon... in a way they are simalar. Rhannon said paying attention to what he was saying and watching his movements. Making sure to keep her wings back out of the way Fethers and fire didnt mix well.

Hearing the Jyiuu's 5 muinet landing warning she looked at Valdin and smiled. As he continued working on the cannon.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya strapped on her gunbelt, made sure her revolvers were fully loaded, and used a twirl-flourish to holst each one. She always did that. It was a signature move, nearly a requirement. And it looked very impressive right after killing a man in the middle of the street.

"Captain, I'm staying here . . . You know my allergy to sunlight and all..."

Tanya remembered Lilith's kiss, and how it made her feel. For a moment, a brief moment, she considered paying Lilith a visit. But she shrugged that off. No, her duty was to search for information.

She walked out of her cabin, deep in thought. She would hit the lower-end bars, the dives where the refuse and scum hung out. It'd be like being back home in Deadwood. She hoped that she didn't run into another gunslinger. This wasn't the West, and likely such duels would be considered murder, rather than a noontide's entertainment.

She was expecting everyone else was disembarking, and wasn't really watching where she was going yet. She didn't count on anyone being in the hall ... but she ran into someone quite hard, which jolted her back into reality.

"OH uh ... sorry...."

 

[Lotharian]

Lotharian was going to see what would be offered in this little town. Every little hint helped. And if he found it a major disappointment, he would go and continue doing research and study like he always did. He had grabbed his oaken staff and was wearing his simple robes (his magical items hidden in a chest under his bed with a complex lock. He had not shown them to the crew yet, and decided to wait to unveil them for a time he needed to).

Lotharian was making his way to the deck when THUD. Someone collided with him.

Lotharian stood up quickly, one hand to his head and the other to his staff, looking harshly at whomever did it. Tanya. That bloody gunslinger!

"Accursed fool! It's not enough you interrupt my studies with your lusts, but now you've given me a headache to top it all!" Lotharian growled, pushing his way past the still somewhat stunned woman. "And if you do that again, I shall not be so kind..."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Well, 'scuse me, Mr. Bookworm."

She stayed put for a moment to get her own anger under control. Just because he wasn't getting any ... Of course... well, he was right in a way. Tanya realized that she and Darien really had gone too far, and while there probably wasn't any real harm done, it was still a distraction. One that she could little afford. She knew there were still some men and women from the West looking for her. That, and this dangerous artifact that they needed to find ... she had to get the whole thing out of her head. She'd need her full concentration.

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She stepped out into the sun, which felt much cooler here near the earth, amongst the mountains.

Darien and Lotharian were there, but Nicodemus was not yet, which surprised her. This was his artifact, and she expected he would be the first one off.

She stepped away from the Jiyuu, avoiding the other two and looking at the city before them.

 

[LadyFairy]

Rhannon was listining to Nicodemus explain to her and Valdin about the new artifact that they needed to find. While Valdin finnished his tinkering, and she jumped as Lotharian stormed up on deck to disimbark.

Watching him go she noticed that he was holding his head as he went, and wondered what had happend this time. She debated on wether or not to go after him but decided it rude to leave Nicodemus espacally sence her attenions probably werent welcome.

Looking back at Nicodemus she said. I belive your right this artifact needs to be found. Any ideas on where we should start looking?? Shortly after Lotharian left she watched Tanya come out and head off twords the village as well. Shaking her head she waited for Nicodemus's reply.

 

[Kensuke]

"Alright, let's head out. I'm going to the Hunter's Guild to find some rumors. Be sure to check any Magic Shops or Libraries." I said, before walking from the crew.

The town was cold and the roads were filled with snow. Wasn't shocking. It was the closest town to Frost Mountain.

 

[DrStein]

"The first step would be to see if anyone has recently seen a jewel that matches its description or if they've seen someone or something wearing it. Remember, the Eye is a clear, smooth gem with an irridescent core that's held within a frame of gold. It's about the size of a child's fist."

Nicodemus was eager to get off the ship and begin the search. "Remember, the instant we find it, we destroy it."

 

[Lotharian]

((I'll set the stage then...))

The town of Frosthaven was one of the few towns actually within the Mountains of Ice and was nearest to the great 'Frost Mountain'. Frost Mountain being one of the largest peaks in the world and once served as the home of the Mages of Ice, wizards who were proficient in magics that manipulated ice.

The town of Frosthaven used to be only a minor town only occupied by a slim few who were responsible for helping to get supplies to the halls of the Frost Mountain. But, when the Sundering came 20 years ago, they thought themselves doomed. No more wizards to service anymore. BUT they were saved by a surgence of Hunters who were interested in searching for the riches of the Frost Mountain, and by the young interested in seeing such things.

Basically, it was a tourist trap. Dedicated to take as much money as it could before letting you take the Mountain and your doom, whichever it may be. There were many nick-nack shops and generally just things that would catch the eyes of the simple minded. ((Will remind Tanya a lot of Deadwood if her Deadwood is like the real one. That place was so bad...))

But, if one looked hard enough, they would find some of the few remnants of TRUE value in the town. The Hunter's Guild which normally had some useful information, and a library stocked with the non-magical tomes found by their members in the Frost Mountain.

 

[Elflegend]

(Hmm...looks like my timing doesn't mesh very well with the others.Hope I can keep up with things moving this fast...)

Veldin just nodded in silence as the artifact was explained to him, seeming far more interested in adjusting the cannon's energy flow, now and then giving brief but clear direction to Rhannon as he touched a series of runes, various parts of the panel and of the gold disc glowing briefly.

As the ship prepared for langing, he took a small camera from the bottom of his case, and took a quick snapshot of the new array of runes inside the panel. He nodded at Rhannon in thanks, seeming about to say something, but then turned toward the side, watching the town and the mountain come ever closer...an odd look in his dark eyes as he slowly lifted his camera agian, taking one more picture before stowing it away rather quickly in his box.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya felt like she had returned home. The city was slightly larger than Deadwood, and it didn't snow much there either, but it had the same frontier tumbledown feel to it.

She immediately went to the poorer section of town. Miners, adventurers of a lower cut, and of course many of the local residents whose attempts to prey on tourists were less than successful.

There were no tourists here, that was certain. She felt even more at home.

She entered a bar, in which a few scraggly looking miners and artifact hunters lounged around. She felt their eyes on her, and smiled. She sauntered up to the bar, sat with a swish of her duster, and ordered a beer.

This would take a while, she figured. Get over the mistrust of these people, coax out of them information about what she wanted, without tipping them off too much.

Lotharian no doubt would not have understood. To his eyes, she probably was slacking off.

 

[Kensuke]

The Hunter's Guild seemed to be empty. It consisted of a small bar, a Weapon shop and a junkyard in the back. I walked to the bar. The bartender came close. "How come business is low?" I asked.

"Haven't ya heard? Some dumbass angered the Mountain's dragon, and a huge storm is comin'." The bartender replied. "So, what'll be? Booz or info?"

"Fuckin' dragon..." I mumbled under my breath. "Both, actually. Give me anything hard. Have you heard of... 'The Eye of the Lycanthrope'?"

The bartender set a glass of whiskey infront of me in a semi-dirty glass. "Isn't that a large gem with a power to change someone into a beast?"

"Yeah!" I exclamed taking a sip.

"Haven't heard anything about it." He said, wiping the bar with a cloth.

"You must be kidding..." I sighed.

 

[Lotharian]

Lotharian felt the chill of the air pierce his robes with easy and Lotharian smiled in his genius. He took this chance to test the use of the mask, and indeed did it work as was deemed it would. The chill seemed to be unable to pierce him any more.

Good. In these lands this mask will be useful. With that, did Lotharian took but a quick gaze of the town and was thus disgusted. A pathetic hive of fools. Within ten minutes was Lotharian back upon the deck. Why were they even here? After all, they knew where to find whatever artifacts of use there were in the Frost Mountain.

And with this new tool, they would have no trouble. But as of yet, Lotharian would keep the mask with himself for HIS purposes. He made sure to take off the mask before in sight of the ship. He would let them think it was safely stored or something and not in his owning for now.

Lotharian detested being so sneaky. But he didn't trust many on the Jiyuu ship. Most of them here for reasons of greed concerning only themselves. And the Ghost Soldiers would more than likely seek to squash him than help him from what he heard of their ranks (what little he has).

Soon enough he would call upon the Avariel to begin his study of her and the strange aura that he felt in her presence...

 

[LadyFairy]

Rhannon had been looking out at the view unfolding before them when the flash of a camra caught her attention. Looking over her sholder she saw Validn quickly put his camara away, and wondered if he had taken a picture of her or if it had been of the lovely view. Blushing brightly she watche him gather his tools.

Looks like the two of us have been left to hold down the fort while the other's search. Rhannon said with a smile. Thats fine with me tho i really dont feel like hiding my wings from the villagers its such a pain in the ass, but with as chilly as its getting i think i'll go get a cloak be right back.. She said moving inside and going down the hall to her room.

She had two cloaks she ushually wore, both of them were hooded one a made to hide her wings and the other speacily crafted to allow her wings to be free. She chose the one allowing her wings freedom.

Rhannon's wings were much like that of a large bird. Her feathers were a mixture of white, off white, and grey. When they came across people who didnt look down on her or children they often said she looked like an angel.

Leaving the hood of her cloak down she shook off her thought's, and stepped back up on deck, her elven eyes seeing Lotharian heading back twords the Jyiuu. She looked around for Validn not seeing him she thought that he may have gone to clean up a bit, or grab a coat himself.

When Lotharian got closer she said. Greetings... Wise one what news do you bring?

 

[Elflegend]

Veldin nodded quietly, still staring out into the distance... then shrugging as he murmurs "Gives me more time to work on the cannon I suppose... I'll have to study those settings in a little more depth"

With that he left for his cabin, taking the golden disc with him, but leaving his box on deck, revealing as usual a paraphenalia of arcane objects...though just fisible at the bottom is a small sheath of photos.

Veldin spent quite some time inside his cabin, working out various energy flows, before emerging on deck again with the disk under his arm...nodding at Rhannon and Lotharian as he saw them, though keeping some distance as he approached the cannon, as if afraid to be hit by the aura of distaste generally surrounding the man.

 

[Lotharian]

Lotharian nodded his head to the pair, not taking in much of the technomancer. The servants of the machines and the servants of the arcane had more often then not been at ends. Technomancers perfered the bruteness of the tank and the coldness of machines to intimacy that was magic and were the opposite of what they were in many ways. But most had forgotten such old things since now was the time of the Technomancer when true magic was lost.

But Lotharian's main sight was on the Avariel. If she was paying attention she would notice a slight flash in the wizard's eyes. The flicker of power. Though it was weak, Lotharian was close enough to feel some of the old feeling... Whatever was within this Avariel had to be the secret. Something done with her. Maybe even her species. He didn't know.

Though he knew he'd be pained if he had to be forceful to take what he needed from her. After all, no matter what most felt, Lotharian felt no pains nor thought of the Avariel being less. Nay, he saw them above their land-bound kin in a sense. They had the skies to their command as well and thus in battle would have the superiority. And with places they had access to. And so many other things. He agreed with some of their views that the rest were simply jealous. Though Lotharian feels its for the same reason most loathed him.

They were different.

"Hello child of the Avariel." Lotharian said, turning his gaze to the technomancer for a moment. "And to you as well Technomancer."

"I have come to request your assistance in my studies child." Lotharian says calmly and bluntly. "And in exchange, you may have of me what you wish. I've many tomes and items gathered that you will rarely find. But I need the assistance of an Elf... whom isn't occupied with their devices."

"Unless you wish to aid in the use of machines instead of the art of the arcane." Lotharian says, heading towards the doors that lead to below deck and to their chambers. "Follow if you wish to offer aid."

 

[LadyFairy]

Rhannon had noticed the flicker of power in Lotharian's eyes, and did her best not to focus to much on the subtle power coming from him as it sent a shiver up her spine. Passing it off as tho she were mearly cold she looked him in the eyes determend not to show weekness, and said I am interested in both wise one, and will help where i am able. I am surprised that you are not, Knowladge of any kind is a great tool.

Turning to look at Veldin she smiled seeing the disk under his arm, and said...If you have no further need of my assistance then i will go and help Lotharian with what ever study he is preforming. He may have some knowlage about my people that can help me.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"So whatcha lookin' fer, little lady?"

Tanya turned, and saw a man dressed in the denim jeans and rough homespun shirt of the West. He wore a gunbelt, and his scraggly face had a long knifescar running from below his left eye down to his chin. She realized with a start that this was Old Man Langley. She thought he had been gunned down in Deadwood. Apparently not.

"Hey there, Langley. I ain't lookin' for no trouble, that's for sure."

She drank her beer, eyeing him closely.

"Look Redmoon, it ain't exactly a secret you ran off n became a Hunter. Hell, I ain't gonna judge ya, I done the same damn thing. Well, now I know they Joyeu, or whatever the hell your airship's called, it just put down. Your mates, they're crawlin all over town. My partner, she just tole me your captain's been askin about the Eye of the Lycanthrope over in the Hunter's Club. Ya might wanna tell him ta keep a lower profile. And remind him an empty room ain't always empty."

He smirked.

"So do you know anything?"

"Yeah, I know that my team's gonna go get it, and y'all are gonna be left holdin an empty bag. Now, you and I, we got unfinished business. You know that, I know that. So, I'll give ya a hint. Travel West."

He smirked again, and walked away.

"Gotcher name on alla my bullets, bitch. Remember that. Next time we meet, it's gonna be the last time."

 

[Adapt]

Red on White, blood had to be spilled.

Name: Penna-Kasha, a.k.a. Pen or Kasha
Status within team: None
Age: 226
Gender: Female
Sexuality: bisexual
Weapons: She carries on her back a imbued teddy bear, that has been touched by many of the great convent, it is said to offer enough protection to hold back a tide of darkness from a child, she is the child it was given to. It also acts as a battery for her own capabilities, seems the freezing cold of the frost is her expert, she can weave with the power of rime with uncanny ability, blessed with the cold touch of a frost imp, yet touched with the wisdom and intelligence of a Frost Dragon.
Appearance: Grown since childhood, she has grown into a very attractive female, As a race of the Rimerikens, or as people refer to them as Moon Elves, she herself is warm spirited and wise beyond her years, her body tells other wise, having been formally breed to be sold in the slave camps as a pleasure slave, her mother soon thought otherwise and decided to keep the child, her form still having the same appearance of a sex slave.
A Tall beautiful woman with ample breasts a gift from her mother and a taut and slim midsection also with wonderfully tight and athletic thighs, she wears the garb of a slave as well, once bonded to a powerful Chaos lord, she continues to run from them, keeping the garb as that is all she has.

Footsteps were quick as she moved with speed after something, she panted with heat as she looked about the snow covered forest, eyes darting from side to side, her deep sapphire eyes quickly finding the thing she watched she continued to moved, such grace, such skill with her athletics as she bound over the hill into the deep snow pact on the other side, times like this, thanking she was immune to the zero colds of this side of the country, she laded with a cloud of pure white shuffling up, she drew pulled back her hand and allowed a sliver of frost to form before catapulting it with unerring accuracy, gritting her teeth as it didn’t halt the objectives movement she started with a fervor matched by a hunting boar, the man slipped form the forest onto the grounds of the small hamlet of Frost Haven.

“You swine!” she shouted as she unleashed another frost twined needle, impacting the mans side, he fell sharply, hearing the rumble of a small crowd behind her, she sharply turned to see the mans friends, she yelped as she rolled forward to avoid the blow of a massive hammer, she skid to a stop.

“Ah, so the rest of you show your faces…” she spoke harshly as her locks gently fell from her swift change of direction…

The blade of another clumsily swung towards her, grace was a gift she had in quantity as she slipped effortlessly under the blade, she smirked as she looked up the frost blade formed in her hand, the blade leap with the quickness of a diving swallow, severing the thigh from the hip of one of the assailants, a swift back flip found her feet upon the back of the head upon the one she had downed earlier, forcing him to eat the snow he was getting up from…

Shaking her head as she looked up only to lower herself quickly, bring her knees down upon the back of the man to dodge another blow from the untrained man, her hand forced the frost crafted blade up to the thrust into the chest cavity of the man before allowing it to melt quickly to form anew as sharp as a Nova dragons wit.

“Fools” she spoke as her hand quickly grabbed the prize she was after, The eye, it was packed softly into a small satchel…

“You take from the Dragon, you give back with blood…” she sighed softly and smirked as she the others turned to run, forming a weapon of cold, she allows it to slip from her fingers with no limit to her refinement the blade speeds towards the foe, severing limbs as it glides in a wide arc back to her.

OOC: Sorry couldnt resist had to post, sounded like fun.

 

[Elflegend]

Veldin sighed faintly as the expected wave of bitterness and hatred swept over him. He didn'T even glance up as he lovingly traced the lines of the disc and murmurs quietly "ah yes...the -true- arcane. As opposed to the delicate art of interweaving the material and the astral world and making created opposites work in harmony. Much too crude, I agree. By all means, the two of you go before my presence pollutes you."

The words were spoken softly, with no actual emotion discernible within them as lines of light arched between the disc and the panel... he wa teking his time; after all there was no hurry in the change. And somehow, he doubted Lotharian would be thrilled to have his aided rather than Rhannon's.

 

[Kensuke]

Finishing off my drink I walked out of the Hunter's Guild. That bartender may have been hiding something. Better check with the crew first. It was getting cold quickly, I thought. As a sharp frost ran through my body. I walked towards the Jiyuu, and took out my communicator.

"Anyone had some luck?" I asked into the communicator, quickly going from black to white from the snow falling upon it.

 

[Lotharian]

When Rhannon entered Lotharian's chambers, she would find it very much as the description given earlier. With Lotharian sitting on a desk with parchment, on the top was scribbed in his elegant hand 'Rhannon Syndrome'. The name he had given for the field of active magic that seemed to follow her.

There, Lotharian awaited until she entered the room.

"Ah... hello daughter of the Avariel... I've some questions for you if you would be so kind." Lotharian said, turning to face her for but a moment before facing the parchment again. "I promise you, no harm will come of you. I just wish to know more of your heritage. Anything in particular you may have upon. Just anything of note that seperates you..."

 

[DrStein]

Nicodemus wandered the Hamlet asking just about everyone who would stop to have a word with him if they had seen anything unusual or any sign of a jewel by the Eye's description. Naturally, he avoided telling them exactly why he wanted the jewel or what it did. The last thing he needed was a panic in a place like this.

He heard the sounds of a fight not far off and proceded slowly to see just what was going on.

As Nicodemus peered around a corner, he was just in time to see an elf woman dispatch the last of a group of opponents with magic. Very curious. He emerged from the corner without a sound until he began a slow applause.

 

[LadyFairy]

"ah yes...the -true- arcane. As opposed to the delicate art of interweaving the material and the astral world and making created opposites work in harmony. Much too crude, I agree. By all means, the two of you go before my presence pollutes you.".

Rhannon felt bad about leaving Veldin to help Lotharian she had ment what she said about being interested in both, and reached out to him about to say something, but decided it best to leave him alone. Turning she went inside, and made her way to Lotharian's chambers.

There, Lotharian awaited until she entered the room. "Ah... hello daughter of the Avariel... I've some questions for you if you would be so kind." Lotharian said, turning to face her for but a moment before facing the parchment again. "I promise you, no harm will come of you. I just wish to know more of your heritage. Anything in particular you may have upon. Just anything of note that seperates you..."

Greetings wise one......I will awncer your questions as best i can, but most of my knowladege has come from expeariance rather than hystory. She said stepping further into the room. Still standing she kept her wings folded so as not to knock anything over.

 

[Lotharian]

Lotharian nodded. Perhaps he could find what he needed willingly instead of having to force it from her? He'd be much happier with that then forcing yet another to suffer for the furthering of his magics... Lotharian pushed those memories of the past back. That would never happen again.

"Alright. Tell me of your past. Of your parents and of anyone important from your ancestory. Most importantly any important wizards." Lotharian said, preparing to sbribe answers. "Also, I would like to know of where you were born. Was there anything odd about the place? And what of your kinsmen. Do any others have any strange auras about them?"

 

[LadyFairy]

Rhannon looked at him a moment not really seeing him but trying to decide how best to awncer his questions. It had been a long time sence she had thought about such matters.

I dont know about my kin or where i am from.. Damien could tell you where they found me, but i was told that i was found after an attack on my village, when some wizards came looking for some sort of artifact. As far as i know i was the only suriviour. she said hoping that her awncers would help him with what he was trying to do.

Watching him write on his parchement she waited to see what he would ask next his expression was closed to her so she could not guess what he was thinking. You have always called me a daugter of the Avariel. Is that what my kind are called? she asked.