Post by K Man on Jul 23, 2008 15:35:19 GMT -5
SEA GREEN
{As for leveling up, not yet. You got through that encounter waaay to easy.
But soon, real soon.}
You say your goodbyes to Madrigal, the Half-Giant extending a very firm, body-jarring shake of thanks. He even goes so far as to pick up Ella and give her a hug that squeezes the air out her body. Madrigal nearly has tears in his eyes as you're preparing to depart.
"I cannot express enough thanks to you outsiders, for all your help. Should you ever need my help, me and my Sandstriders offer all we can."
The council backs Madrigal in his claim, expressing great thanks for saving the city from certain self-destruction. They too offer help anytime you should need it. It seems you've made some loyal friends here in the Dune Palace. Your departure is met with nothing less than a grand sendoff, the whole city gathering to hear of your tale and cheer you on to more tales of legend.
All except Henrick that is.
The former captain still sits in the saddle of the great bird, a look of depression and anger mixed upon his face. He barely says farewell to Madrigal and fails to wave goodbye as Antyca lifts into the sky. You reach the upper eschelon of the sky and the Ella guides Antyca towards the Dwarven empire of The Stonelands...specifically their massive mountain fortress of Bazarkak.
The day travels well and by nightfall, you find yourself nearing the Dwarven mountain. From this height, you can see the torches and fires of the city far below, in great number. It appears there is some great celebration happening in the city...
{Do you want to land in the middle of city or the outskirts?}
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Natsumi -
Amassu kicks up his other massive foot onto the tub and settles into the cloud bed, prepared for a show.
"Play."
DARK RED[/size]
She looks to Gildas. "A large sum of gold is what it is to me...the same to you I suspect." The tattooed Elf turns and saunters to the darkened corner booth and slips into the bench, indifferent of who follows.
{Whomever follows her can read on, otherwise assume you buy a nearby Dwarf a drink and he knows nothing of the Deathspeakers or copper bones. Also, no one else seems to pay attention to the deal in the corner for Tyrano.}
The Elf looks to those in the booth with a wild gaze, eyes alight with opportunity. "A few days ago, I wouldn't have paid you a bit of attention. Since they've arrived though, you present me a unique opportunity."
"There are men I have been contacted by that are interested in your copper bone. They bear the symbol you are showing and though I wouldn't have spoken to you about it, the mention of the bone they are looking for is quite the opportunity. I do not know what these men call themselves, but I know they are powerful and wealthy. I have seen them cast out gold when just asking questions that rivals most treasuries."
The Elf reaches into her bountiful buxom and produces a few gold coins that bear the mark you've drawn for show--the mark of 'The Master'.
"They said that if any knew of a copper bone nearby, they would be paid a wealthy sum of gold...beyond what they can imagine." She looks into each of your eyes. "I don't know about you, but I can imagine quite the fortune!"
"So...you give me half of what they give you and I promise to take you to them. What do you say?"
The Elf waits for your response eagerly.
{As for leveling up, not yet. You got through that encounter waaay to easy.
But soon, real soon.}You say your goodbyes to Madrigal, the Half-Giant extending a very firm, body-jarring shake of thanks. He even goes so far as to pick up Ella and give her a hug that squeezes the air out her body. Madrigal nearly has tears in his eyes as you're preparing to depart.
"I cannot express enough thanks to you outsiders, for all your help. Should you ever need my help, me and my Sandstriders offer all we can."
The council backs Madrigal in his claim, expressing great thanks for saving the city from certain self-destruction. They too offer help anytime you should need it. It seems you've made some loyal friends here in the Dune Palace. Your departure is met with nothing less than a grand sendoff, the whole city gathering to hear of your tale and cheer you on to more tales of legend.
All except Henrick that is.
The former captain still sits in the saddle of the great bird, a look of depression and anger mixed upon his face. He barely says farewell to Madrigal and fails to wave goodbye as Antyca lifts into the sky. You reach the upper eschelon of the sky and the Ella guides Antyca towards the Dwarven empire of The Stonelands...specifically their massive mountain fortress of Bazarkak.
The day travels well and by nightfall, you find yourself nearing the Dwarven mountain. From this height, you can see the torches and fires of the city far below, in great number. It appears there is some great celebration happening in the city...
{Do you want to land in the middle of city or the outskirts?}
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Natsumi -
Amassu kicks up his other massive foot onto the tub and settles into the cloud bed, prepared for a show.
"Play."
DARK RED[/size]
She looks to Gildas. "A large sum of gold is what it is to me...the same to you I suspect." The tattooed Elf turns and saunters to the darkened corner booth and slips into the bench, indifferent of who follows.
{Whomever follows her can read on, otherwise assume you buy a nearby Dwarf a drink and he knows nothing of the Deathspeakers or copper bones. Also, no one else seems to pay attention to the deal in the corner for Tyrano.}
The Elf looks to those in the booth with a wild gaze, eyes alight with opportunity. "A few days ago, I wouldn't have paid you a bit of attention. Since they've arrived though, you present me a unique opportunity."
"There are men I have been contacted by that are interested in your copper bone. They bear the symbol you are showing and though I wouldn't have spoken to you about it, the mention of the bone they are looking for is quite the opportunity. I do not know what these men call themselves, but I know they are powerful and wealthy. I have seen them cast out gold when just asking questions that rivals most treasuries."
The Elf reaches into her bountiful buxom and produces a few gold coins that bear the mark you've drawn for show--the mark of 'The Master'.
"They said that if any knew of a copper bone nearby, they would be paid a wealthy sum of gold...beyond what they can imagine." She looks into each of your eyes. "I don't know about you, but I can imagine quite the fortune!"
"So...you give me half of what they give you and I promise to take you to them. What do you say?"
The Elf waits for your response eagerly.
