Private Tales The Long Journey

[Dan]

*As you guys sit around a table drinking your mugs if ale or talking about adventures you have had, the young man comes towards your table he looks like he just reached adulthood with a slight morning shade and a short well cut hair.*

*He seems desprate but he is still keeping a smile and bows respecfully* "Umm...I'm terribly sorry adventures but from your gears and looks you people look like well travelled adventurers and explorers, I have some gold on me and its all my gold that i can spare the rest should go to renting a boat, but i need some strong people to escort me to Belgrath".

*the young man even tho he has a good look to him looks inexperinced and does not have the form of a combatant rather his hands seem like that of a schoolar yet you see that recent form of callous hands like the man has been working on something that requires labor, as you do he misunderstands and takes out a big sack of gold* "It's all my remaining spending coin it should be of the standard pay, 1000 gold coins per head, i would really appreciate if you could help me you are the last group of people im asking"

*If you guys are looking around you see that there are a few people eyeing him up as he presents the gold almost like a predator to pray*

How he looks like and his story

Riglo Viradian

Riglo Viradian Biographical information Birthplace Alliria Born Died Age 18 Home Currently on the run from home Physi...

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[The Magnificent Hawk]

Clayton was sat at a table with his trusty new business partner, discussing business. "Productions going really well on those music recordings!" the merchant said delightfully. "Managed to find a couple of bards who were eager to have some of their original music recorded and distributed. When we're ready to reveal these music crystals, they're gonna sell like hot cakes!"

"Excellent, Graeme!" said Clayton, rubbing his hands together eagerly before picking up his tankard and taking a long swig of ale. "On to other business, however..."

He was cut short on account of being distracted by a young man, looking barely old enough to even be in a tavern, wandering around flashing a rather fat sack of Crowns. The boy seemed rather pleading in his request for someone to escort him to Belgrath. What business the boy had in Belgrath was one matter, but far more concerning was the manner in which the boy was showing his wealth. Graeme's attention was also drawn by the young man, a dark smirk playing across his face. "That guy is literally begging to be mugged," the merchant said darkly, seemingly humored by the thought.

"Indeed..." Clayton murmured, noticing that several unsavoury types were already eyeing up the sack of gold coins like tigers and their prey and sensing that trouble was about to ensue. "Excuse me," Clayton said after a moment. "I need to go to the bathroom."

Without further ado, he grabbed his rucksack from beneath the table and ran to the rest room. Cramming himself inside one of the tight cubicles, he promptly undressed and put on his Hawk gear. Luckily no one else was using the restroom at that time except for a particularly drunk person who seemed like he couldn't believe what he had just seen. "Waaah..." the man managed to slur, looking completely awe struck.

The Magnificent Furious Hawk paid the drunkard no mind, promptly exiting the restroom and striding confidently towards the boy, just in time to reach out and grab a hand reaching towards the boy's sack of crowns. "Don't even think about it!" he warned the greedy thief.

Taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Hawk, the man did as he was told. "Hey!" someone else called out. "Hallow's Eve isn't for another few days yet!"

Most of the bar erupted in laughter at this remark. The Hawk felt himself turning red. "T-This is no Hallow's Eve costume," he declared. "I am The Magnificent Furious Hawk! Keeper of peace and defender of the innocent!"

A glass bottle was hurtled his way, smashing against his helmet. Turning to the person who threw the bottle, he cracked his knuckles and advanced on the man. "Big mistake, scumbag," he said through gritted teeth, striking the man with a swift punch to the face and flooring him.

Turning back to the boy, the Hawk gestured to the door. "This is no place to be flashing that kind of money, young lad," he said. "I will accompany you to Belgrath, however. I have business of my own there. It is a long and perilous journey, however. We may need more people to accompany us."

 

[Arkarnianna]

Arkarnianna also had reason to head to Belgrath. It had been hard to not hear about the battle that had occurred there a while ago, but what had more recently come to light was the tales that at least one necromancer had been there, and more tales telling of the amount of unaccounted for bodies. From other sources yet, she had heard of undead animals being spotted on the mountains near Belgrath. Finally there was word from various orc tribes that a huge army of undead was moving north. Whatever was going on seemed to be tied to Belgrath, and the surrounding region, so that was where she would start.

The gold the strange man offered would be a fine donation to 'The College', especially to accompany him to a place she was already heading herself. Arkarnianna stood up, and made her way across the room, careful to not touch any of the other patrons, following the man, and the hawk who seemed to have joined him.

"I will join you, in return for your donation to 'The College'. The land around Belgrath is not what it once was, but I will purify it once more. Until that time you will likely need help such as mine, in case you be beset by dark magics."

 

[Vanya Valentine]

They scream, screaming ever still. Louder, louder and louder their screaming grows in manic spires of tenacity. I am running, running but where? My heart is pounding against my chest, ready to rip through my bones if it could beat any faster, any harder. I am running but I do not know where, and I feel them coming. I can feel them coming. So I run. My legs are burning, engulfed in hellish fires of Tartarus scorned by Hades. His face flashes by in an instant, my heart skips a beat out of terrorized fear. Wicked grin stretched across black lips with chilled whispers of beckoning demise. Run, run faster – faster and faster. Where am I going? My body is on fire.

There is a presence surrounding black void chasm with watchful eyes staring all around. Silence be-weds in white noise of nothingness in maddening hum. Pools of Amethyst unravel beneath dark lashes, quickly shut tight by the burning, sharp pains of migraine fever. Heart beat drums within her ears beneath the silence, breath weighted upon fearful stir. This pain came swiftly, and yet knew not why. Stomach churns in nausea, as she stares emptily into the void of her own reality. Intestinal burning forces yellow bile from emptied abdomen to vomit from her jowls What in the seven hells-- Mind racing, effortless trying to combine two and two but could never find the answer of four. Fear lamented her shoulders. Her voice did not carry an echo trapped in a nothingness.

An Eye For An Eye
Blood For Blood
There is only one solution~

Serpentine hiss growled in many as if several entities surrounded her body. Disillusion and hallucinations triggered further scaling her schizoid madness. Gasp hitched from dark lips, crimson eyes flashing like embers in the night as they staggered within her sockets trying to decide which way to run but -… her body did not move. Lips parted to speak yet no words were able to expel from her breath, tongue-tied and twisted.

And then...in a sudden flash reality bled back through. An audible shrill from a certain raven ringing in the air again and again as the womans eyes snapped open in alarm as she threw herself up off the bed with such speed she practically tossed herself off the side, crashing to the floor with a loud THUMP and knocking over a vase from the table beside her bed.

"Shit, fuck!" She cursed in frustration as the bird flapped from the window over to the table just above her. The Raven staring down at the wolf and cawing in laughter. Vanya clenched her jaw and slowly picked herself up from the wooden floor, rubbing her back and cracking it from the fall as she rolled her shoulders. "Laugh it up, see if i won't feed you to the cat~" She growled, lifting a hand and running it through that silky hair and fixing it up neatly.

"Forgive me red, this one could not resist. You were having dream again~" The Raven mused, watching as Vanya slowly picked herself up and sat back down on the edge of the bed, yawning audibly and smacking her lips.

"Nightmare would be more accurate. Oh well, nothing can be done about it now..." She replied, stretching out her arms and waking herself up as she inhaled deeply. The smell of bacon and eggs filling her senses with delight as the Huntress licked her lips hungrily. "Mmn, and i smell breakfast." She mused in excitement. Standing from the bed and taking a bit to get dressed the young woman began with putting on her long sleeved crimson shirt. Rolling the sleeves up to her elbows and buttoning it about half way and stopping when reaching the upper half of her generous bust. Followed by sliding on her pants, boots, and then her black corset which helped hug her shapely curves. Brushing her hair extensively and proceeding to pull her hair back into a ponytail. Tying it up with a red ribbon and staring into the mirror before nodding in approval. "God i look fucking good~" She joked with a dark chuckle. Her familiar hopping up onto her shoulder and shifting her shape into that of a blue eyed black cat.

Grabbing her suitcase and her black longcoat and folding it in the nook of her arm as she strolled out the room she paid for and slowly walked down the stairs into the tavern which seemed pretty well occupied.

Men and women strewn about, enjoying hot meals and ale while chattering among themselves. However, she did notice that many of them had their gaze drawn towards a young lad holding what looked to be a rather heavy coin purse. Immediately Vanya sucked in through her teeth and made a face that silently said 'oh boy'. Heading a bit further down she made her way over to the bar closest to the young man and the individual dressed like some kind of bird. She also spotted a little girl with blue hair and a rather odd getup which made the Huntress wince a bit as she leaned over towards the boy while sitting on the stool. Setting her case down and her jacket before whispering to the kid.

"Psst, hey. If i were you'd put that coin away before someone gets the bright idea to mug you in the dirt streets~" She warned with a playful wink before raising a hand and calling out to the barmaid. "Ma'am! Would you be so kind as to cook up some of those delightful eggs and bacon for me?" She cooed, the white haired elven girl winking at the lady in black and nodding.

"Of course hun. Should i make some for your companions as well?" She asked, gesturing to the others who were crowded around the man with the coin. Vanya weighed her head back and forth and eventually nodding.

"Mmn, sure, i'm feeling good this morning. Breakfast is on me~" She announced, gesturing to the other three and beckoning them to come closer. Getting up and grabbing her stuff to head to a larger, emptier table. "Come, come. Take a seat, have a nice meal, introduce yourselves. And try to leave room, i have two of my friends coming to join me here soon~" She offered, sitting down and adjusting her shirt a bit as her eyes flicked back and forth from behind her crimson glasses. Observing each of the individuals she had bought meals for as The Huntress's cat hopped into her lap and laid down, purring contently as Vanya wondered where Skadi and Achates were~

Achates | Skadi Valentine | The Magnificent Hawk | Dan | Arkarnianna​

 

[Skadi Valentine]

Skadi woke up, and when she woke up it wasn't the slow groggy wakefulness of weak men, she did not sleep the sleep of the dead. Her shocking blue eyes shot open and she was fully wide awake and alert, immediately she got up and dressed herself. A simple spun shirt with a low V-neck that was pulled tight to her body by her sheer muscle. Some simple brown hide trousers, and then her travel gear over it. A thick black fur-lined coat, knee high leather boots, two shortswords belted horizontally behind her back.
Thus clothed she went downstairs to eat.

She saw Vanya Valentine already seated with several other people. So she immediately decided to join her first. When she spoke it was only to Vanya, seeming indifferent to the others there.
"Vanya, good morning. Did you sleep well?"
She moved around behind her chair and gently touched her shoulder.

 

[Achates]

Achates had for once in her life woken up a bit early. There was a very good reason she did, a fat squirrel had been sitting in her window watching her sleep. When she had stirred it had made a ruckus and caught her attention. The girl had quickly changed and crawled through the window to chase it.

Now she was wandering the property near the inn, searching for the small creature that interrupted her sleep. It didn’t take long for her find the thing and pounce it for a moment. Realize what she had been doing she let the squirrel go and got to her feet. A hand dusted the earth from her knees and Achates wandered towards the smell of breakfast in the air.

The young woman entered and seeing her traveling companions along with other new faces. She wore simple clothing, a white V-neck linen shirt and a slender cut pair of trousers tucked into her knee-high boots. Finding a place at the table, she smiled and watched happily as the food was served. It was everything she was craving from the night before and she quickly began eating.

Achates remembered her manners and nodded towards who she assumed would have been the patron that fed her. “Thank you, Ms. Valentine.” She had noticed that Skadi and Vanya were close, shrugging it off she returned to eating. “How is everyone doing?” Achates asked trying to make conversation.

Skadi Valentine Vanya Valentine Dan Arkarnianna The Magnificent Hawk

 

[Dan]

The young man flustered by the amount of people and events that have occurred he takes a deep bow and says in a trembling joyful voice "I know the gold I have is maybe not enough for you adventurers but i swear on the gods that I Riglo Vi-" he stops himself mid sentence and looks around almost as if to check if somebody is listening in or watching him intently and after making a decent scene he became paranoid then speaks in a quite voice

"I can not tell you to much around so many people, I know i may sound shady or untrustworthy but I have done no crime and i swear that i will tell you people everything you want to know as soon as we are out of the city"

Riglo looks worried as he says this and lowers his shoulder almost as he is expecting to be declined after not being able to tell them everything.

If your characters are perceptive enough you would notice that as he pulled his old jacket to the side you could see two odd things, an arcane focus that looks like a small metal wand and then if your chacter has any sort of supernatural vission you would see that right below his plain looking clothes there is a moment where a rich coloured blue silk is visable that he seems to be wearing.

Skadi Valentine Vanya Valentine Arkarnianna The Magnificent Hawk Achates

 

[Skadi Valentine]

Skadi looked up at the man, then back at Vanya. Evidently her mistress has gotten them involved in some crazy adventure... Again.
She moved around the table and stood up to her full height, dwarfing the boy. She folded her arms across her chest as she looked him up and down.
Soft muscles and fair features, a wand poking out of his pocket. Mage.
Her voice was soft, but it was a softness held in existence by a taught rope of self control.

"You certainly are bold... Perhaps you might have been better off making a request at the adventurers guild... But my mistress seems curious, therefor I will play along..."
With that she returned and took a seat beside Vanya.