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6 yrs ago
Desktop profile login won't work. Coincidence that Windows 7 is no longer supported on same day? Consider me doubtful.
7 yrs ago
I wonder why I have no notifications, then I realize I forgot to sub to my own threads. Whoops!
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7 yrs ago
I'm having way too much fun with my Legend of Zelda Encylopedia. This is the game that got me into roleplaying so have a lot invested in it's lore and stories. Too bad can't have all the games too.
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8 yrs ago
It's begining to look a lot like Christmas...too bad it was already looking this way back in October...
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8 yrs ago
Whew, looks like only 5 days, stupid thing showed me six just to try and scare my pants off...

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When Gear Heart moved to attack the death worms, poor Veronica, who had been leaning against him and had reached fifty, fell to the ground with a thud. Veronica pushed herself off the ground with a scowl and a face full of grass. "Moouh, why is this happening!" She complained as Gear Heart started to squash the monsters.

The threat appeared to be taken care of between everyone and it was soon quiet. Gear Heart brought over the last surviving assassin to the baron and was ready to smash him if necessary. The baron reached over and slapped the man awake. The opened his eyes and quickly realized his predicament, things had gotten really bad.

"Now I have only one question for you, who hired you to kill my daughter?" The baron glared down at him and pointed his sword at his forehead. The man said nothing but then spotted Veronica a few feet away but was careful not to show it as Veronica made her way over to her dad.

"Well I guess I can say they are very influential, in certain circles." The man admitted to bid some, while he quickly snagged a death worm claw from the bottom of Gear Heart's foot and hurled it at Veronica's neck. The man would not know if he was successful or not as the baron stabbed him a moment too late, the claw already on its deadly course.
Veronica was old enough to know what Jack was up to, along with plenty of experience, but she also had faith in the companions around her so she relented to his request. Veronica turned toward gear heart, closed her eyes and leaned up against him as if starting a game of hide-and-go-seek.

"1, 2, 3..." She started to count while thinking of what animal to reply with at the end. The baron smiled at her but then turned when he noticed the approaching beasts and assassins. The ugly creatures making a beeline for the pond so that they could then emerge from it as close to their quarry as possible, also the water would make them more slippery and harder to catch.




The leader noticed something behind him too late to dodge and the blunted arrow hit him in the back of the knee, causing him to collapse as his knee buckled outward and threw him off balance. Instantly on guard the small pack quickly turned around to spot Noella and Lance, one spotted her and fired his crossbow. The other one had a short bow and fired a shot at lance, but quickly switched to his melee weapon, a cruel looking mace so he went to intercept Lance. The large one kept going along with the creatures as he kept an eye on the enemies ahead and the target as well.

The leader took a few moments to get back up but he had his eyes on the prize and kept going forward as well. "Let's keep these fools busy while the creatures get into a flanking position!"
These will be fodder villains, meaning that once battle commences you can pretty much do whatever you want with them to make it easier in battle mode. Gives you a chance to showcase your stuff and I don't have to control everything about the battle. Just don't be too good or you'll make the sequence boring.
The baron frowned when Lance came back with the news. This was not a good start to his daughter's picnic. "I will not have some lowlifes ruin this for my daughter. It would be best to take them out so they will never come back but I am sure the only way to do that would be to lure them in." The baron scratched his mustache as he tried to think of a solution.

"What's going on dad?" Veronica asked as she looked around at what everyone was doing.

"Nothing to worry about sugar, just a minor complication." The baron assured her before turning serious again. "Gear Heart, keep her safe. The rest of you be ready to engage at a moment's notice, let's see if we can lure them in and finish this before any of the hot food gets cold."




Intent on programming the beasts, the four sell swords did not notice they had been noticed; however the apparent leader looked through his eyeglass once again and noticed many of the servants going back into the mansion, something was wrong. "Curses they're on to us. Let's come back another day." He turned to his companions but the largest one looked sheepishly at him.

"Umm I'm afraid the programming has already been complete, we won't be able to take the beasts back with us." As if to emphasize his point, the closed bag was nearly bursting at the seams as the creatures tried desperately to escape and complete their task.

"Well isn't that great, those beasts cost a pretty penny. We'll just have to hope they can do the job for us." The grizzled leader took out a large knife and slashed open the bag, out popped three wriggling masses that looked like crosses between and eel and a lizard. With long, slim bodies, quite a few pairs of legs with nasty claws on them, and mouths like leeches they were gruesome looking specimens. About a meter and a half long each they were not the largest of creatures but they were fast, agile, and quite venomous. They were called Death Worms and had the nasty habit of latching on to their prey to dump their entire reserves of toxins into their target.

The Death Worms scuttled away toward their target, but instead of heading straight for Veronica they made a slight detour toward the pond, their instincts telling them to use the water as cover to reach their target as stealthfully as three semi-aquatic worms could.

The assassin captain watched as the creatures sped off and noticed their path. "Alright men, we'll provide cover for the creatures until they can reach that bit of water. Once they're in we'll retreat and come back another day to if those creatures are unsuccessful. Let's make it snappy!" The four men checked their equipment and took out their ranged weapons, three crossbows and a short bow and headed off after the monsters, looking around to shoot anyone who tried to intercept the creatures.

Of course this they were not expecting that someone was actually now behind them.
As everyone gathered out from the baron's carriage made its way down the lane, the graceful chestnut horses brayed upon seeing home and Lucky, who they associated with food and other needs. Veronica, who had been giddy with the lance's ride watched with joy as the carriage got closer. She returned Lance's grip and looked back at Lucky when he said his piece.

"See ya Lucky!" She waved with her free hand and watched him as he readied himself to take care of the carriage before turning her eyes back to her dad. The rather modest carriage turned to the side when it got close and the baron stepped out.

The baron was a fairly average looking man, with short black hair, strong blue eyes, and a fairly impressive mustache that had some curl to it at the ends. Average in height and build, he was certainly not someone who would make an impression, expect maybe for his eyes, in plain clothes. Still he had a certain air about him that told others he was important and had very good posture. If nothing else his clothes were decently expensive, though hardly flashy as he preferred a more modest look, but there was some fur on his collar as well as an emerald ring on his finger. The only other thing about him out of the ordinary was a special sword strapped to his waist in a scabbard, if one was to look closely at the handle a person would notice gears embedded in the handle which meant it was a modified weapon.

The baron, who had at least a bit of a noble air about him before, suddenly broke down into the grins of fatherhood. The baron rushed forward, grateful that Lance was taking such care with her, but now it was his turn as he scooped her up in his arms and gave her one twirl before stopping, just in case. "My sweet pea how are you! Daddy has missed you so!"

Veronica gave a giggle when she was twirled around and looked as if all the stars had aligned just for her. "I'm so glad to see you dad! I've been waiting so long for you to come back!" Veronica hugged her father around the neck once he brought her close for a hug.

"Yes, I've been wanting to see you too. Also where is your mother?" The baron asked, though of course he knew where his wife was, she was helping set up the location for the picnic.

"I don't know, I've hardly seen anyone around today." Veronica looked puzzled as she noticed a twinkle in her dad's eyes.

"Well we'll see everyone soon enough I suspect." The baron started to put her on the ground, noticed a hole in the ground, and quickly shifted position to firm ground. "Hmm I'll need to have that filled." He grumbled and then turned to the ones still around, Lance, Gear Heart, Noella and Jack. "I take nothing has happened to my lovely daughter while I was away? She certainly seems energetic enough." It was nice to see her so full of life, unfortunately often times when he returned from a trip she was sick with something so it was a good change.

"Don't worry dad, they've all taken good care of me!" Veronica proudly stated with a thump to her chest as if she had something to do with it.

"Hmph, well I'll have to take your word for it my daughter. Thank you all for your continued service." The baron bowed to them all, the gratitude evident on his face since he could not be there personally. He straightened up and smiled. "Now, I believe we all have somewhere to be if I am not mistaken." The baron frowned a little at Jack, still not sure if he could fully trust the lad but he was certainly skilled and nothing had happened yet. At least Lance and the golem were nearby and he had great faith in them both. "Can you lead us to where the festivities are? I'm sure things must be getting close to ready by now."

Veronica looked up at her dad unsure of what he was talking about. She was certainly going to be surprised.



"If our information is correct the target should be coming to that location." A grizzled looking man peered through an eyeglass at a location in the distance where some blankets were being laid out along with tables and utensils. It was the location of the picnic near the pond the mansion had. There were lookouts around so they were keeping their distance, the man and three other cohorts.

"Certainly not the easiest target but with these little beasts I think we'll be able to kill her without having to do anything ourselves." Another man held what appeared to be a squirming bag, with who knew what was inside. "Frankly I'm still confused why the client wants her dead, I don't think his noble is exactly important or anything."

"Well its not our job to ask questions." The grizzled man grunted, then pointed at the biggest member of their group. "Get the magics ready, we'll have to program the monsters first to make sure they go straight for the target. We want this done quick and clean after all."

The large man nodded and started preparing scrolls and charms for their preparations.
"Can someone carry me to the front door?" She was definitely a bit on the spoiled side, as she raised up her arms, expecting one of them to carry her to meet her father.


Fight for the right!

Prepare for cuteness overload!

The painting started to fall but was intercepted by the golem who promptly tossed the offending picture into the wall. Veronica watched it all happen with wide eyes, especially after seeing the painting get embeded in the far wall. While it was quite impressive to witness, it was not however exactly out of the ordinary so Veronica quickly snapped out of it. "Thanks Gear Heart, you're the best."

Veronica happily picked the poppy the golem handed to her and then turned toward Jack and Noella. "Hello Jack, Noella, don't worry, Gear Heart helped me." She took another look around and squinted her eyes, noticing Lance the elf as he entered the room to see what had happened. "I see you guys are all here, but where is everyone else? It seemed quite lonely in here until you all showed up." Veronica twirled the poppy in front of her nose, got it a little too close so it started to tickle her and promptly sneezed, right in Jack's direction.

Veronica's cheeks flushed a bit when she realized she had just sprayed Jack with her sneeze. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The main butler of the household, an elderly gentleman named James, entered the room, thankfully drawing attention away from her. "Excuse me Miss Veronica, but I do believe your father is driving up in his carriage as we speak. I knew that you would want to know right away."

At that wonderful news, Veronica's eyes lit up and she could not help but start running around the room, forgetting about poor Jack. "Dad's back, dad's back!" The ribbon in her hair bounced along as she hopped around the room. She suddenly stopped in the middle and looked around at everyone. She appeared to be pondering something as she cocked her head to the side slightly, nodded to herself, then straightened up.

"Can someone carry me to the front door?" She was definitely a bit on the spoiled side, as she raised up her arms, expecting one of them to carry her to meet her father.
Seeing as magic exists, would it be logical to assume potions exist?


Yes indeed.
Veronica's 10th Year


The Asmothe Mansion was a stately piece of architecture. A combination of wood brick in colors of white and red brick. It was certainly large to the average person but at only 30 rooms more wealthy nobles would consider it quite quaint. The colonial looking mansion had a wide porch that wrapped around 3/4ths of the house with plenty of plants, and chairs to sit on and look out at the surrounding nature. Looking at it from the outside one would imagine a quiet place, the ideal retreat away from the world where one had little to worry about.

That was so very far from the truth however, as a very particularly unlucky young girl happened to live there.

The inside of the mansion was quite the treat to the eyes. Pictures, decorations, and expensive looking furniture were plentiful, being mostly light colored pieces light easily made its way into the mansion. There was a parculiarity though, almost every sharp edge in the place was blunted in some way. Much of the furniture had rounded edges, anything with a pointy end had some kind of rubber or cloth attached to it so if one were to perhaps, hit their head against it, the protection would soften the blow. The interior was designed with safety in mind.

At the moment there were few servants in sight, as most of the staff were busy preparing for a very special occasion, Baron Asmothe was coming home after 2 months on business trips and ahead of his arrival was a letter, stating that the servants were to prepare for a picnic outside. To make it fun they had also been instructed to keep it a secret from Veronica. While a picnic did not sound like too much work...the problem was Veronica's curse could make the slightest thing potentially deadly. All food had to be tested to make sure it was not diseased or spoiled, a perimeter had to be created around the picnic area for protection, and a million other things had to be considered to keep the event as safe as possible.




On the first floor of the mansion, Veronica had woken up in her bedroom, washed her face, gotten dressed in some cute, white and black-laced clothes and managed to put a ribbon in her hair with the only problem being a nasty knot in her hair that had hurt when she combed her hair. She looked in the mirror and adjusted whatever seemed not quite right. With a smile of accomplishment she nodded at herself, turned around, and promptly tripped on her own foot to crash onto the soft, fur covered floor.

Blowing out a face full of fur she looked up and noticed her cat, a black, short-haired kitty staring at her on her floor with its green-eyes. It tilted its head as if wondering what she was doing while Veronica scrambled to her feet.

"You know I just wanted to feel the floor, right Midnight?" Veronica questioned her cat, who looked away in disinterest. Veronica puffed her cheeks in frustration and left her room.

Veronica started to look around to try and find people but they were surprisingly absent. "Where is everybody?" She walked into the main drawing room, but did not find anyone inside. One of the pictures caught her eye, with with a magnificent ship in full mast and decided to get a closer look at it. While she did so, the hooks attaching the picture to the wall started to become loose...
So everyone just has to think now about how long they have been on protection duty. Some for a while and others very little. The first 'year' will be mostly at the homestead and will showcase the craziness of a cursed life.

Most posts there will be at least one bad thing happening or ready to happen so always be on your guard.
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