by Constaniana » Tue Jun 11, 2013 8:39 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by The Inritus Extraho » Tue Jun 11, 2013 9:19 pm
by Olthar » Tue Jun 11, 2013 9:51 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Jun 11, 2013 10:03 pm
by Agritum » Wed Jun 12, 2013 4:28 am
by Constaniana » Wed Jun 12, 2013 12:08 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Agritum » Wed Jun 12, 2013 12:55 pm
Constaniana wrote:"Heilaga, you see the blue woman petting that dog, right?" Aldraniri asked, tapping the girl's shoulder to turn her attention from the jewellery stand she was browsing, despite the fact that she couldn't afford most of what was for sale anyway.
"Yes...and that stone man as well, sitting on the fountain," The waitress replied, pointing at Amata.
"Foreigners, no doubt," remarked the jewellery vendor, a short, middle-aged man named Eruke.
"You say that about everything odd," Aldraniri replied, rolling his eyes.
"Because foreigners are an odd lot, they are!" Eruke called out as the two teenagers began walking away. Looking around the busy square, Heilaga heard someone calling out about figurines. Hoping that they cost less than Eruke's wares, the blonde girl walked over to the young man offering the sculptures.
"Excuse me, sir, how much does the moon statue cost?" Heilaga asked politely.
The innkeeper of the Galloping Mare balding man in his fifties, with bushy red mutton chops and the wide gut that seemed so common for men of his profession. He looked at the young woman that had taken a seat at the bar, raising a thick eyebrow at her question.
"That's quite a question to come up this far north to ask. I've been around long enough to know a Southemen accent when I hear one. Hm, that's not Kreigpike...Villdernheim, perhaps?" He said as he cleaned one of the mugs.
"Quit asking the lass about where she came from and just hurry up and tell her the same bloody story you love regaling us with whenever it rains at night, Berike," one of the other patrons grumbled good-naturedly, before finishing the pint he was drinking.
"Oh, alright. It's not the best weather for this story, but I'll go ahead and tell it. Well, let's see..." the innkeeper began, setting down the now-clean mug and scratching his balding head for a moment. "Twas about sixteen or seventeen years ago I'd say, on a dark and rainy night. I had been down in the nearby village Kneilhom, visiting my younger sister, and was coming back up here before my wife wrecked the inn too much. Lovely pillar of feminine beauty and all that she is, but a goat would be better at running an inn than her," said Berike, as some of the patrons laughed.
"Anyway, I was on the northbound road, about a league or two away from Elhann's Viaduct, when I heard swords ringing and two people arguing or talking quite loudly or something of that nature. I approached the source of the noise, carefully being sneaky-like so as not to be seen, although I doubt the people fighting would have taken much notice of me. And that's when I saw it," the innkeeper paused for dramatic effect. "One of the people fighting was a young man, probably only a few years older than you, with red hair, or at least that's what it seemed like with the bit of moonlight I could see by. He had this great, magnificent longsword, golden handle and cross-guard, a ruby embedded in the pommel, and these strange red runes running down the length of the blade. Anyways, he was fighting this woman who didn't look too much older than him, only by four or five years I'd reckon," Berike took an empty glass from one of the patrons further down the bar, resuming his story as he filled the mug from the casks of ale.
"At first I thought it might be some violent lovers quarrel, since the woman was absolutely gorgeous-not that she was prettier than the missus, of course-long, bright red hair, and quite the figure, especially her mountains, although as I got closer I saw something I would never have thought I'd see in my life: horns. And that wasn't all, the next second the woman started shooting balls of fire from her hands, and you know what the man with the sword did? He ate it! Sucked the flames right up like cider from a mug, and then started throwing balls of flame right back at the Daemonness, and swinging at her with his sword that he had set on bloody fire!"
"Being the sensible bloke I was, I simply hid for a while, hoping I didn't get accidentally cooked, although thankfully after about half an hour or so the noises of their fighting stopped, and I looked out from behind the fallen tree I had been sheltering behind, and neither of them were there anymore. I wasn't close enough to hear them talking, so I have no idea to this day what they was fighting each other for," said the innkeeper.
by Zarkenis Ultima » Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:16 pm
by Constaniana » Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:30 pm
Agritum wrote:"Based on the information given to me by the barkeep, I came to the conclusion that he was mot likely speaking about an elemental, specifically, a fire one. Given that said elemental most likely was in his late thirties, at the time I wrote this note, it dawned upon me that he may have possibly fathered a son or a daughter during his travels, given his age. And maybe he had did so in the surroundings of Haventown?"
"Thanks for the information, good sir. However, this may not be the last question I'll ask to you. I hope you'll understand. By chance, do you know someone with the same physical characteristics of this individual, but much more younger than him?" Charlie asked, while opening a blank page of her notebook.
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Constaniana » Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:36 pm
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:As Tristan continued calling out to potential customers, trying to sell his statues to buy himself some food later, the youth from the northern isles also observed the strange Gallians with much curiosity, trying to learn more from them, so that he could better understand their customs and survive in their lands. And such was his concentration in this endeavor, that even though he was still trying to sell his figurines, he wasn't paying attention to the girl who was approaching his spot, and only when she spoke to him did he turn his attention towards her, not without some fright at suddenly hearing a voice next to him, though he calmed down quickly.
When the question registered in his mind, he smiled, and then spoke, giving the girl a suspiciosly low price and referring to the coins as 'metal bits'.
"Is that an acceptable price, miss?" He asked, addressing the girl politely as well.
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Olthar » Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:57 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:23 pm
by Agritum » Thu Jun 13, 2013 4:47 am
by Constaniana » Thu Jun 13, 2013 10:48 am
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Olthar » Thu Jun 13, 2013 11:09 am
by Constaniana » Thu Jun 13, 2013 11:43 am
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Zarkenis Ultima » Thu Jun 13, 2013 1:35 pm
by Agritum » Thu Jun 13, 2013 2:05 pm
by Olthar » Thu Jun 13, 2013 2:27 pm
by Constaniana » Thu Jun 13, 2013 10:25 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Agritum » Fri Jun 14, 2013 1:59 pm
by Olthar » Fri Jun 14, 2013 2:07 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Fri Jun 14, 2013 2:26 pm
by Constaniana » Fri Jun 14, 2013 7:13 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:I work hard to think of those ludicrous Eric adventure stories, but I don't think I'd have come up with rescuing a three armed alchemist from goblin-monkeys in a million years.
Kudos.
by Agritum » Sun Jun 16, 2013 9:54 am
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