Open Chronicles A Clan's Plan

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  1. Adriwolf

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    Jaken was walking in his human form through the plaza of town minding his own business. His hoody over his head and his bandana covering him up to his nose, leaving his naked eyes out to the public. The town's population only snooped him, since he was an outstanding figure among the crowd: his dark clothes with a weapon on him made a contrast with the peacefull, normal-wearing-clothes people. His leather jacket carried the knives he always used to defend himself and hunt any sort of monster whose head was worth the price. His scoped crossbow was hanging on his back with a leash that crossed his chest. He was there to find an interesting bounty to take on. He was bored, he have not had any fun in the last 3 days and he was getting impatient.
    Any job would settle his boredom.
     
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    From behind, Jaken heard a scratching but deep voice. "You are the one called...Jaken, yes?" When he turned to face the speaker, he was met with an unusual sight. A man, clad in armor and garish clothes of a puffed design; but most curious was the masques, one upon his face, and a handful others at the man's belt. "Famous bounty hunter, gets the job done, according to others. It knows you are...bored, irritated, and perhaps even hungry. It can help with this. It likes satisfaction after a job completed. Tell it, what is your price?"
     
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    Jaken heard an unusual voice behind him. Unlike any other he has heard throughout his years of bounty hunting, this was saying a lot: he has been in a lot of places, met many people, met and killed many monsters with all sorts of voices. But this one was different. Jaken was weirded out about the man in front of him once he turned around, but he really didn't cared. Everyone has their ways of dressing.
    He felt somewhat relieved when the man knew about him: the famous bounty-hunter. Would he know he was a werewolf?
    "It seems that you know me. I'm glad that my name is known throughout the lands. It is correct, I am bored out of my mind." he growled, attracting the attention of people around him, some walked fast besides him out of panic, but others just stared at him, knowing who he was "Usually I charge 500 gold coins if the job is way easy, a steal, you may say. He. You requiered to me for a reason don't ya?" he walked around in circles, looking up and down the presence in front of him "You are desperate because the normal system isn't enough. However, if the job gets hard, I may charge more... What is this job you have for me?"
     
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    Theoderic sat at a table in the town square, a pitcher of ale in front of him and his trusty rucksack on the ground next to him. The chair was almost as tall as he, so he had laid the rucksack down on its side and its it to climb up to the chair. It didn't take long for him to be served by the barmaid, and he concerned himself with the going-ons of the small village through which he was passing.

    As he sat in the sunlight and drank, he noticed a change in the atmosphere of the town square, a ripple of concern and anxiety. People hurried their steps, others pulled up their hoods and disappred down alleys. The square which not a moment ago was full, and busy now seemed dreary and quiet. Theo quickly discovered the source of the concern. A large man, covered in a hood and scarf had entered the area and seemed to stalk through the square slowly, like a wolf on the prowl. He eyed him with interest and had his curiosity rewarded not a moment later when what appeared to be a masked jester appeared behind him.

    Now things were certainly getting interesting. He pulled out his long pipe, tapped some of the local pipeweed into it and lit it with the small Clicker of Sparking he kept in his pocket, a curious trinket he had picked up years ago with seemingly no fuel or flint, just an off clicking mechanism which generated enough heat and light to ignite his pipe. He leaned back in his chair, ale in one hand and pipe in the other, and put his feet up, staring directly at the two curiosities as they conversed.
     
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    Panic, Fear, and...Curiosity? It likes this, Curiosity is delicious, warm. Jarek gives Pride, but more Confidence to make it palatable. This will have to do. Narn shifted its position to the same that it had in countless fights before. It knew Rage better than most, and knew that times where money was spoken of, people were want to let their hackles raise.

    "Yes...job! It seeks your aid in finding a man of no small power. He stole something dear to it, and it wants him dealt with and the item returned. The Adventurer's Guild will not take its contract, the target works with them, but is not officially under their protection. It can afford twice your standard fee, a quarter on acceptance, and the rest upon completion. There is room for a bonus if there's excellent service. Though you may want to bring assistance. The bounty is cunning and will no doubt see it coming."

    Narn stood for a moment as it closed out most of the crowd surrounding it. Only Curiosity and Confidence remained in focus. It stole a glace at the short creature that was exuding the Curiosity. A small man with glorious grey locks and a split beard. Perhaps it should ask Curiosity to join, the feeling is so pure, so powerful, so intoxicating...Fully turning to face the Halfling at the table,it spoke. "Would you seek payment in exchange for your contributions as well, Curious One?"

    Theoderic Wanderfoot, Jaken Larsten
     
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    The 'man' spoke in a weird way. Only reffereing to 'himself' as 'It', not 'I', or 'me', not even saying his own name like all those dumb giants that always spoke in third person. "Why do you always refer to yourself as 'It', bah... doesn't matter, I'm only in for the job." te presence told what it needed, apparently something was stolen from it and it needs to be taken back. Sounded interesting "Alright. I accept your job. >The price will be deccided at the end of the job. Now show me this place your object is being held."
    The presence continued babbling information about how the job may not be so easy, and that he might need help, Jaken did not liked this. He was a lone wol, he was used to work alone. A commpanion for the quest might be something in the way, something that might get him in trouble, and he always avoided trouble as constantly as he could, besides, less money for him. But a job was a job. When the pressence asked a tiny man about if he was interested, he couldn't hep but raise an eyebroe. He knew that dwarves had abilities, but this job sounded way too BIG for a dwarf.
    "Friend of yours?" he asked to the pressence.
     
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    Theo's ears pricked up at the mention of a item needing to be recovered. He was always in the market for more trinkets for his collection and if this odd being was willing to pay a bounty hunter handsomely for its recovery, perhaps it was of some worth after all and would look fitting among the rest of his collection.

    Theo realised he had made an error, perhaps it was that the ale was far stronger in this town than usual, but the being now turned to stare direction at him. He was not subtle about his interest in the pair, and now it addressed him directly.

    Theo was flustered. He didn't expect to have to explain himself, simply watching the curious carrying on's of the towns occupants. "I uh...hmm..I" he stammered, before the large bounty hunter turned and give him the up and down, before looking back at the odd masked being.

    "I am in no need of payment...dear Sir..." He said, glancing around him, trying to work out whether to put out his pipe first, or to sit the flagon of ale down on the table, or to take his feet off the table before putting the flagon on it! He was most flustered. Instead, he took a long, thoughtful drag on the pipe and started at the masked man. "Alas I have no need for gold for I am able to live a more than comfortable life in the kings service!" He said, smoke pouring out of his mouth and nose. "Well I should say, not any more, but I have certainly earned my keep as a scholar and historian and might I say...a seeker of rare and powerful artifacts!" This got both the masked man, and the bounty hunters attention and they turned to face him. He felt himself recoil somewhat as the two figured seemed to loom over him.

    "My interest is not in gold friend, but in this artefact you seek. Clearly its worth to you is great, may I enquire if you are willing to part with it for a sufficient fee? Otherwise...perhaps you have another...uh...artefact or trinket of similar value...or interest...or magical properties you would be willing to part with in return for my services." He was in such a huff, he could barely catch his breath. He took another long puff on the pipe which calmed his nerved a bit, before looking up at the two odd figured in front of him. Oh Theo Wanderfoot what have you gotten yourself into this time...He thought to himself.
     
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    "It is called Narn, Q'Urith Narn, if you need be formal and address it by title. And he," indicating to the Halfling perched at the table,"is a recent acquaintance, should he choose to be." Such Rage, such Hunger, perhaps this was a mistake. No, he is the one, his reputation makes this legitimate.


    Narn turned to the Curious one. Fear and more Curiosity, this could do. And an Artifact seeker for a king no less, a skilled individual it could get used to.


    Narn addressed the bounty hunter. "Payment does appear to be the question. Very well Jaken, if you demand payment later, it will not object, though know that it will not suffer an outrageous sum for a task it could have completed on its lonesome, given adequate preparations." Then, turning to the Halfling, it continued. "If you wish payment in the form of an item of similar monetary value, perhaps it can oblige." Reaching down to its belt, it indicated to the masks. "Each of these is able to collect...memories, of a specific sort. When we are through, it will allow you one of your choice. Though, it should warn you, its magic will run dry away from it, and many to try them have found their pull...overwhelming."

    "The man is in a small village, not two days out of town. It will be glad to lead you there and aid you, as you aid it."

    Theoderic Wanderfoot, Jaken Larsten
     
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    He leaned on wall, waiting for the two members to finish their dealings, he was getting impatient, a job was ready, the only thing he needed was to recceive the directions about the job. He did not had time to waste while these two were solving their price deal. He was hungry for an adventure. He wanted to taste the blood of those who had to kill in his snout once the wolf had come out to play.
    Jaken stared at Q'Urith Narn's masks in his belt: they were not visually attractive to him, in fact, he wasn't impressed by their designs, they looked like every mask design the people use to refer the theater. However, something caught his attention about them, especially when Q'Urith Narn said:

    "So what do they do exactly?" the wolf was interested "Do they make you go insane or something like that? Drain the soul out of you? Eh, leave it, I can ask you questions later. So lead the way! I'm already excited about the job." Jaken walked a few steps away from them, eager to know how many people he would feast on, but, he stopped dead and looked back at Theo "So are you coming along or what?" he growled.
     
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    That certainly sparked his interest. Placing the tankard down on the table, he used his free hand to push himself up the chair he had sunk into, he then swung his feet around and hopped down onto the ground, but not before leaving a silver piece on the table for the barmaid. He walked around the wooden frame of the chair to where the masked man, previously introduced as Narn, stood, and extended his hand. "We have a deal. Although I would like for you to explain a little more on the intricasies of their function whilst on our journey. Allow me a half of one hour and I will meet you both on the North road with my steed. The masked man nodded, and the angry bountry hunter rolled his eyes with what sounded like a growl.

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    Half an Hour Later

    Theoderic sat atop his small pony just past the gate into the town. The North road was not exactly what one would call a road, more a muddy trail criss-crossed with wagon ruts and hoof prints, however it was the main route out of town and it was here he had arranged to meet Narn and the bounty hunter. He waited patiently, and puffed on his pipe, hoping the other two would show themselves soon enough. He dearly wanted to learn more about these enchanted...memory storing masks...
     
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    Yes...YES! So much curiosity, so many desires. These two will do nicely. "Yes, as you say, something better left for the road and not a town square. Very well, Theo, Jaken."
    Narn nodded to each of them in turn and then bowed with a sweeping gesture. "It will be at the North Gate in half of an hour. Though haste is not required." It began to walk away before stopping suddenly. Narn tilted its head slightly over its shoulder. "Jaken, you have a swift mount that will tolerate your temperament? If not, it can acquire a docile beast for you."
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    Narn rode out of the North Gate astride a mule, one that Narn was content to let devour any foliage it could reach. It noticed Theo, sitting atop a well loved looking pony, puffing away on a very impressive looking pipe. An interesting mix...he still bleeds Curiosity, but the pipe and pony give him a strong sense of Contentment. Perhaps it should begin to smoke as he does. Not now though, too much to do. Narn rode up to the diminutive Halfling. "Theo, might it say it is pleased you chose to come! And where is Jaken? He seemed most eager to depart."

    Theoderic Wanderfoot, Jaken Larsten
     
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    "I'm here." Jaken said. Appearing from behind a brick wall mounting a black horse "Just rented this big boy." His equipment on a bag was hanging on the sides of the horse, a spare bag on the other side to store his clothes once he needs to transform."If it weren't for my equipment, I'd go in my wolf form, but, I'm always in need of it. So..." he blocked the path with his horse to both Narn and Theo "Shall we begin the ride." he said with a smug smile on his face
     
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    Theo huffed to himself happily before motioning towards the open rode with his pipe in a grand gesture. "By all means my hairy friend, lead the way!" The trio started off down the road, distant mountains rising on the horizon. Theo considered Jaken with a curious eye, while puffing small blue/grey clouds out of his nose. While the fellow was certainly an imposing character it seemed like there was much more to his than simply a scary, hairy man...especially all this talk of wolf forms.

    "I say, Jacken, what did you mean earlier about your wolf from? Do you have a friend that you call on in times of need? Or are you some form of magician which can disguise yourself as one of these beasts?" He was certainly curious, and whilst the idea that this man could be a shapeshifter was a distinct possibility, Theo had fallen into some very troublesome situations asking this question to others, apparently to some it was quite the insult. He left his words to hang there in the air along with the small, thick clouds of smoke from his pipe as they made their way along the road.
     
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    That would explain his Hunger, though it does not know the magic.That kind of Hunger is like when it first slept. "Very good. The mounts should make this a considerably easier trip." Narn turned, and led the small band down the road, and they were gone. For the first day of travel, the three of them had only short exchanges, though as it turned out, Narn was practiced in keeping company entertained. For a brief period, it even sang; and though its voice was still a low scratch, it seemed to know the exact tunes that would be perfect for it to carry. The second day was much the same until almost sunset. They had taken many side paths by this point and found the path they were on following a mountain stream. And that was when the fog rolled in.

    It was not entirely unexpected, but the density and coldness shook Narn's companions, and the path soon turned treacherous. The gradual path took to a sharper incline, and rock outcroppings began to be more common. After a short period of silence on the path, Narn spoke. "It has not been entirely honest about circumstances. The man it seeks is indeed a thief, but he is a magic user. As far as it knows, a third rank at the College of Elbion. You must be careful."

    Then, before giving them proper time to digest the new, very pertinent information, he continued. "It has also delayed the answer to your questions about the masques long enough. Your Curiosity unfortunately only goes so far. They do indeed store memories, of a sort. Its memories specifically. But it sees differently than most. Where one looks at the two of you and sees a mercenary and a collector, it sees Rage and Hunger, and Curiosity and Contentment. It has been told this is rare, possibly unique. The masques help to temper its sight. If it were to walk the streets of Alliria without them, it might be overwhelmed. Others. even itself should it choose to, can wear the masque and feel as it feels, for a time. Though each is keyed to a different part of its sight. Do you understand?"
     
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    "None of those. I'm a werewolf. I transform into this big anthropormophical magical wolf. In my werewolf for, I have the ability to cast some... ummmm... 'spells' that help when I'm in combat. Extra strength, illuminated sight, I can even make the wolf take control over my body and mind, though, that would be dangerous, as I said, the wolf takes control of me, meaning that I'd become hostile towards you. So I always use it only in case the situation is fucked up and I need back up from the beast inside me." he explained to Theo, he always gave out information about his werewolf form to let others know what they are getting into when they hire him... and beware if things don't go as Jaken planned.
    The rest of the trip only consisted in short conversations, that made an awkward contrast with the peacfull silence and stillness of the forest, made worse when Narn started to sing, it's voice made a weird version of the original song Jaken knew years ago when his mother sang to him to put him to sleep, but Jaken would get over it once he gets payed.

    (At the destination)

    After Narn explained that the man they were after had some control of magic and that it had not told this information before the trip, Jaken became a little angry.
    "So you are not entirely to trust." he barked "Part of making a good plan is to have as many information as you can. You knew this man had some magic, yet, you did not told us about it. What if this man we are after uses his magic to make us vanish? Argh, screw it! Guess I'll have to think on something else." he saw the sunset on the mountains "Maybe I could transform into a werewolf and use the magic to my advantage. Magic versus magic. Guess it's better than nothing."
    He gave a slight sigh, calming down.
    "Whatever. and the business with your masks, well, I think I understand <<If you talked like a NORMAL FUCKING BEING- ahhhhhh, screw it.>>"
     
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    Some time after the fog had rolled in, the masked man described not only several important changes to the plan but also the mechanism by which the masks he used functioned. Theo was fascinated, these devices which appeared to simply be carved pieces of wood would actively change ones perception of those around them. If he was to be believed...it would show you ones true intentions even if the words they said were false, a truly powerful gift.

    "A fascinating enchantment, very powerful. I wonder...has anyone ever succeeded in hiding their intentions from the masks?" As he spoke he watched from sidelong as Jaken became frustrated with the change of plans. Theo did agree to a point, magic users could certainly be a threat, however he saw the use of magic as a distasteful practice, much like the street peddlers and pickpockets from the great city. "Not to worry by hairy friend, for I carry with me a small collection of items which should aid us," he said as they followed the steadily more treacherous path. He bent over and began to rummage in his rucksack, a moment later producing two items.

    He held the first one aloft, it looked like a set of wooden dentures, wound around the hinges with arcane metal covered in runes "these...are the Dentures of Tactical Gibberish," he chuckled to himself for a moment before regaining his composure, "a valuable tool again magic users who must utter incantations to control their power. Once activated, the dentures will make whatever comes from a certain beings mouth absolute gibberish, rendering their speech useless. Observe," he rotated the strange atrefact so that it faced towards him and then wound a metal key on its side. Upon releasing it, the dentures began to open and close with mechanical speed, however no sound emanated from them. The opened his mouth and a torrent of absolute nonsense poured forth; "mes ts etei eedbir anosekesi...lite othhiu. Ehllut qu gedi geihi mnodo, oomtati iroreos wireesfit!

    He then placed his hand on top of the dentures to cease their movement, and laughed. "See? It is a most curious design but very useful...tactically speaking...for our upcoming quest. Now," he pocketed the dentures and pulled out another device. "this is the Clicker of Sparking. I usually use it as a replacement for flint or tinder..." He held the brass device in his hands. It was about the size of a small tinderbox, inlaid with dwarfish runes and a ornate wheel embedded half way into the top of the device. "But with the correct calibration it can become a fearsome tool against our enemy." He turned a small dial on the top and then spun the wheel with his thumb, causing the device to click furiously before spouting an enormous gout of flame, several times larger than the one he had used earlier that day to ignite his pipe. The flame shot up in the air and curled in on itself forming a fireball, before it disappeard in the heavy fog. "Most useful!"
     
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    Anger, Frustration, this will do. "Truly, a werewolf? That would explain to it some...inconsistencies. But yes, it kept you both unaware. The mage is clever, and has hidden his home well. If you had known, he could have known. It was a precaution that it was willing to take." Tilting its head upon the show of magical items, it seemed most interested in the Dentures. "Those will be most useful should you catch him before magic can occur! Perhaps the horses should be left here and stealth be assumed." Then addressing Jaken directly, "The Hunger is welcome to join. In fact it may be needed." Dismounting, Narn moved with the grace and silence of the Herald itself. Once ahead, it turned and pressed an upright finger to the front of the masque's mouth, as though to shush them, and then pointed to a light ahead.
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    Darius sat, as he was oft to do these long days, his mind swimming with plans. "Forol, FOROL!" Why doesn't he listen to me anymore!? He turned to where he knew Forol always stood with his drink and he remembered. Oh yes, Forol left like all the others. I'll just have to get more help then. Then there was the ringing of a bell. "Forol! Get that! I have no time for visitors." Once again his eyes glimpsed Forol's usual place, and again he turned back. Of course, the ringing, it's a spell. Masterful, can improve, will improve. What was the alarm for? He lifted his robes and stepped over the mess on the floor to the dias by the window and cast a spell. Ah! He's come to take it back! This time he has friends, very well, two can play this game! "Daga! Raga! Awaken!" His hands gestured to two statues at the edges of the room. They rose from their resting places and stepped toward their master, unheeding of the mess they trampled underfoot. "Give our guests a proper welcome." The two strode out unceremoniously, knowing full well the intent of their master. Darius returned to his seat, and waited. He knew that Q'Urith would have to come to him, and he would be ready, he was always ready these days. He held the masque to his face as tightly as his withered hands could, its face the face of Contemplation. And all around him, the long-dead corpses of Forol and the other villagers lay strewn about, forgotten by his broken mind.
     
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    "Charming." Jaken sarcastically said as Theo showed off his 'wonderfull' arsenal "Let's see if your things can help us out." Jaken turned to Narn "Well you got that right. "Jaken pointed out "Stealth is always a good approach, besides, I love stealth. Lemme scout the area before going. We might make a plan." he said as he took out the scoped crossbow from the horse he rented "Alright then. Let's see what we got here." he looked through the sccope, enhancing it to it's supreme zoom, there wasn't much to see on the outside, a big house that looke centuries old, and abandoned. Bodies laying on the floor, some with their weapons in hands, but they shouldn't be a problem "Ok, I think I can see some dead bodies, maybe in stage three of decomposition, so whoever killed them, is long-gone or probably has gone mad if the killer is still in the house, wouldn't surprise me in any way. You might want to cover your nose to avoid the smell of the bodies." he said, putting his bandana on "I see that the bodies have weapons on them, knives, spears, but since, y'know, they're DEAD, it shouldn't be a problem to infiltrate, unless this man has revival-magic, making those corpses his zombi-bitches." Jaken saw some shadows moving "Heads up, we have umm.. I think 2 shadows, they look robust, slow moving. Hold on...." something seemed unfamiliar "What the fuck?" he whispered as he looked away from the scope and looked with his naked eyes towards the house "This is something unusual." he looked back through the scope, seeing the origin of the shadows through a window: two big stone statues, one with a big sword, and the other with an enormous spear "This will be interesting. Ey Narn!" he looked at it "What type of magic these man possess?"
     
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    “It does not know the full scope of his power, but it is extensive. He was once a respected fourth rank at the College of Elbion, so he has likely mastered many forms of magic.” Narn turned to address the Werewolf. “Its selection of you for this work was not random.” A quick look at Theo, “Apologies, but yours was.” Then back to Jaken. “Lycanthropy is rare to encounter, even at the College. He has likely never had the chance to study how to counter one in combat. And Theo, your dentures might force him to use less conventional forms. Less ideal.”

    “You say there are many corpses, then the situation is more dire than it initially suspected.” Narn drew a single blade of exquisite craft from a hidden place. “If he has managed to bring the golems to life, then he must be slain. The golems themselves will be all but impervious to your weapons. Even its own will only slow them.” Flipping the dagger in its hand it continued. “It should deal with the golems as best it can. The two of you should attempt to kill the wizard. And whatever you do, do not touch the masque. He has tainted its magic and it will break any normal mind that comes in contact with it.”
     
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    Theoderic nodded atop his pony as the two conversed, feeling the distant thudding vibrations of the golems as they made ready to protect their master. "Well then lads, it is a good thing I am easily overlooked. With that he hopped off his pony and tired it to the branch of a nearby tree before rummaging around in his rucksack. Out of it he pulled a belt, with a blade which could be considered a sword for someone his height, but more like a knife for any normal sized folk. Onto the belt he clipped his Clicker of Sparking and the Dentures of Tactical Gibberish, before tapping the remains of his pipe out, snuffing then embers with his hair foot and then making his way towards the structure.

    As he got closer he saw the great golems, huge stone constructs which stomped this way and that, scanning the area with their stone eyes in an attempt to detect any threat. Theo tried to make himself look as small and inconspicuous as possible as he edged his way along a stone wall towards the only entrance to the structure, a large arched gateway. Just before he turned the corner into the entrance however, a golemn turned in his direction and began stomping his way. It had no yet noticed him, however Theo was sure it was only a matter of time. Pulling the Clicker from his belt, he turned several of the dials on top and then pointed it at a mostly dead tree a short distance behind the golem. As he spun the small wheel, the device began to click and with each a small self contained fireball erupted from its top, sailed placidly through the air before detonating on the nearby tree, wreathing it in flame.

    The golem noticed this and turned around, facing the burning tree. If its face could animate, Theo would have assumed his expression that of confusion. Trees don't normally burst into flame of their own accord, but by the time it turned back to the gateway, Theo was inside and out of sight. "And now to find this magician..."
     
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    As Jaken saw the huge stone golems patrolling the target's safe place, he reflected on what Narn had said:

    "So he is not entirely sure how to take on a werewolf eh? This should give me an advantage." he started to undress "Don't judge me, this my favorite clothes, I don't want to tear them apart." with his clothes and weapons hanging from the horse's bags, he began to transform. Fur started to grow in his skin as his muscles started to deform and grow in size. His nails and teeth expanded to reach the size of those of an intimidating and uncontrollable beast. His legs broke outwards and started growing, and growing. His feet deformed and reached the shape of a wolf's. The lower part of his spine stretched out to become a fluffy and big black tail. His mouth expanded to imitate the shape of the snout of a dog's. His eyes became blue slowly, replacing those pure brown eyes into the deep blue ones he possessed. And finally The Marks of Runes started to weakly glow on his back as the transformation was complete "Now, let's have some fun." he laughed in his deep voice. He turned around and noticed that Theo was gone "Huh, maybe the little warrior found this way too big for him." a fireball nearby caught his attention. A tree ignited in flames, using his enhanced vision, he saw Theo hiding from a golem behind a wall "I guess not. Alright Narn." he turned at it "I say we take down those two before going in with the target." he didn't wait for Narn to answer, Jaken just sprinted in his four legs towards the statue that was looking for Theo.
    Jaken jumped at it, engaging in combat. Jaken tackled the statue, almost making it fall to the ground, but it's resistance was as big as the statue itself. "C'mon, get up!!" he roared
     
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  22. Q'Urith Narn

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    Narn watched the tiny Theo dart into the shadows, and the hulking Jaken undergo an exhilarating transformation; then settled into its own stance, not entirely dissimilar to the start of a Vel Anir bolero. Before long, a tree up the hill caught flame and Jaken had caught one in a grand embrace. And Narn struck, with force, against the distracted golem. Its darksteel blade barely made it past the surface. This fight will be short. Theo had better succeed.

    Golems
    The golem with the sword was turning back from the burning tree just as it was damaged slightly beneath the arm. A movement of the other hand came faster than Narn had anticipated, clipping Narn and sending it sailing a few feet down the hill. The masked entity swiftly recovered, but the golem was pursuing rapidly.

    The golem with the spear had other problems. Namely, a big black furry one attached to its front. While it definitely had weight on the smaller creature, strength was more of a contest; and the thing just kept moving around. But the golem was clever, far moreso than many, many others. It slid the spear back, haft against the ground behind it and then let go of its footing, allowing the werewolf to throw itself on the spear. With the momentary shift of weight off of it, it seized the spear and leveraged the beast to the side.

    Darius, the Mad

    The old man sat in his chair, bony hands clenched white on the mask. Never enough time, never enough! Why can't Narn be here already?! Fine. I'll see to him myself. As he stood, one hand lowered to his side and grabbed a small orb. Then he saw it, rather he felt it. Anticipation..."Is someone there, go away! I have no business with anyone that FEELS right now!" As he shouted, the orb began to flicker and brighten.
     
  23. Adriwolf

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    "YOU BIG MOTHERFU-" he grunted as the golem pushed him aside with a momentum Jaken was not expecting coming from a brute. He akways thought of brutes as all muscle-no brain. He couls easily make a plan that could bring the brute down, but this one was slighty different. It at least thought. Knew about timing to gain force. But this was nothing to make Jaken stop. The golem would make for an interesting combat challenge, just what he wanted.
    The golem made fun of him by spinning his spear, engaging in combat position once. "Alright, stone brains. Round 2." he got in a four-legged sprinting position, ready to use his force and brake him down. After a few secconds of growling, Jaken sprinted with all the force he could towards it. The wolf leaped to the statue, aiming for his spear, he would disarm it and use it against it, or throw it away.The landing was not perfect, but still he got the spear on his claws, however, the golem was persistent. The two battled for the weapon fiercely, recieving and giving blows to any ppart of the body of the rival. The statue gave powerfull blows due to his stone characteristic, Jaken was not so lucky, his punches and scrathes made nothing but sccrathes to the golem's stone armor, so the only way to gain advantage was by disarming it.
    The golem kicked him in the stomach far away from it, sending Jaken a few meters from where he was. While Jaken was busy taking back air, he noticed inside the building where the target should be flickering lights.
    "What now....?" he breathed with frustration.
     
  24. Theoderic Wanderfoot

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    Theo was inside. He moved from shadow to shadow hoping to not be found out. Luckily the building was extensive and had many alcoves and tunnels. This was also frustrating as it took him far longer than expected to find their target. Fascinatingly, the target also possessed one of the masks Narn wore on his face and belt.

    Theo sat and watched for a moment, studying the man who would be stealing from. He acted very strangely, one minute talking to himself, another minute pressing the mask into him as if the pressure would somehow make it safer. He rummaged in drawers, peered out the window. Sat down and stood up, never able to stay still for more than a few moments at a time.

    From the sounds of things outside, the golems were keeping his companions busy, so Theo, sizing up his target, decided he was enough of a match for the mad man, even at half the height. Taking out the Dentures of Tactical Gibberish, he began to wind them up.

    A few moments later he strode into the room where Darius the Mad resided. The strange person glared at him, shocked and angered by this sudden intrusion by someone as unassuming as a slightly hairier than usual halfling. He opened his mouth as if to cast some curse or incantation, however before any words could be uttered, Theo thrust the Dentures in his direction. "Oxayay eea rooremr kee!" Darius blinked as if he had been slapped. The words coming out of his mouth making no sense. He shook his head and shouted again; "htis afot idlognu!"

    Theo couldn't help but laugh at the result of the Dentures he held in his palm. In his other he held the Clicker, pointing menacingly at Darius. "The mask! Give me the mask and I'll leave you be old man!" Theo shouted, trying to sound fierce.
     
  25. Q'Urith Narn

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    While it appeared the fight with Jaken was fairly even, if a little slated in the golem's favor, the fight between Narn and the golem was not going so well. The golem with the sword had cut deep into Narn's side, though the creature was boasting several new cuts, some with legitimate depth; and where the cuts were, its movements were slower. If one of an arcane mind were to observe it, it would appear that the magic binding it was slowly coming undone, sloughing off at the wounds. Where Narn was sliced open, a viscous purple liquid oozed from the wound, slowly covering its side.

    "Stay with it Jaken...you're doing...so...well..."
    Narn knew it could not last much longer without proper healing, but then again, it didn't need to last too much longer. He tossed the dagger.

    Spear Golem

    The golem kept trying to press its attack, battle for the spear ongoing. It pressed Jaken back, using its superior mass to steer where the combat was to continue. Jaken was more agile than it, so it pushed for a tighter space: against the wall of the house. Jaken knew the danger when he realized how the battle was moving. Several times, he tried to force the fight in another direction, but to no avail. That's when he heard Narn speak, and saw the dagger sailing in the air towards him, the only weapon it seems that would do these golems any serious harm.

    Darius, the Mad
    "Phdthaara ulpter neviu seceves!" Darius clutched the mask tightly with one hand and then brandished the orb with the other. The orb now was flickering with bright lights, almost akin to distant lightning, but shades of purple and green mixed with the lights and swirled within. Then, without another utterance of gibberish, he threw the orb straight up in the air, then pulled a dagger and charged at the Halfling, all without a peep.

    Theoderic Wanderfoot, Jaken Larsten
     
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