POOHEAD189

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@Fetzen@Lacks@The ZAX@BCTheEntity@The Fated Fallen
Hmmm, I just read over everything. I'm going to allow you guys to post and finish your convos, saying that you have finished eating as well. I will then post you all leaving with my NPCs. Don't post that you have left, or are leaving. Just post that you have concluded your convos and have gotten a belly full of food (and have no more questions for Vanya) and then I will transport you all onto the adventure!

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@Leidenschaft@Chrononaut
Are we finishing our little collab in the other chat? We could specify it was just before the fight.

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

Cerdic raised an eyebrow at Hilde. Did she previously know this Johan before now? The Sergeant found it quite odd they were already speaking in familiar terms so quickly. From what he had seen of the time since their arrival at the Caravan, Hilde had not been on the best of terms with the Imperial hierarchy, and this man represented the most fanatical of them all.

True, the scarred soldier was a loyal Sigmarite, but even those often were wary of Witch Hunters and their ilk, even when they were simulataneously grateful for their help and blessing. The Witch Hunters would easily burn down an entire village to kill one man suspected of being a mutant. For a second he questioned if this was jealousy on his part, but dismissed it after a moment.

He paid attention to the information now being given by Johan, not understanding the subtleties of the differences of the schools of magic. Isolde of course, knew her way around such things. The color leaving her face caused Cerdic's brow to furrow. Why would merely mentioning who this man was effect the lovely woman her so?

"This is foreboding news, Herr Strickland. If what you say is true, we might very well have a Necromancer on our hands." she said. "Do not use that term lightly." Johan warned, examining Isolde. The dark haired woman shook her head. "Believe me, I am treating this with the utmost seriousness. Allow us some time to think on what it is we do next. Is there a way we can contact you, Herr Strickland?"
@Austronaut

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Calanon (& Brogach)

Location:The Road
Interacting with: Satilla, Sana, Gretchin, those around the fire

Calanon gave a light laugh at his mistake of Skittle's gender. His eyes fell upon Gretchin once more, and he felt warmed by his new friend's smile. He gave her a nod, a light dancing in his eyes of which none here had yet seen, and he felt a yearning within him at the prospect of playing for new comrades. The melancholy of their current situation having given way to such feelings, and he awaited for his chance to play.

After Sana began to sing however, he listened and stay quiet for her first verse so he could much more thoroughly join along and get in tune with her rhythm. Soon, he placed the Ocarina on his lips, and began to play. He had been a lover of playing the Ocarina for many years of his young Elven life, and it showed. The tune was slow at first, and ethereal, flowing to and fro like a river steadily overflowing with a controlled passion. The pitch was high, yet somehow with a lower quality, almost earthy.

The young Elf's eyes were closed, and Brogach was soothed by the melody as he often was. The Elk plopped down next to his truest friend, resting his great head next to Calanon's lap. His horns barely brushing the forest tunic the Elf wore, not breaking his concentration as he played. When he was through, the Elf lowered the Ocarina and finally opened his eyes, glancing at his comrades and giving an amiable smile, contented now that he had played for his new friends. He looked down to see Brogach resting, and he scratched his mount's neck. "Rest well for now, friend." he said softly.

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

"A Renegade wizard?" Isolde asked, the promise of gold taking a backseat for now (but not forgotten). "You would understand that we would need some more information, Herr Strickland." The woman did her best to betray no emotion, and to her credit she seemed to remain passive, if not inquisitive of what he was asking of them.

"The Blessing of Sigmar would be welcome." Cerdic said, glancing at the two women before giving a gruff nod to the Witch Hunter. He lifted his mug in thanks to the kind gesture of paying for their drinks. "Discretion we can handle." It seemed Sigmar himself had already blessed them this day. Not only do they have rooms now, but an agent of the Cult of Sigmar asks of their help and will even pay for their services. It was a Mercenary's dream.

"Indeed." Isolde added, a sideways look at Cerdic slipped to fall upon the Witch Hunter yet again. She sipped her drink she had received, and continued her next train of thought. "Would the need for discretion and secrecy be for the benefit of our hunt, or would it be caused because of your recent...estrangement with the city's nobility?"
@Austronaut

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Let the days slip away accidentally. I'll get to it in a bit

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

Cerdic raised an eyebrow at the nickname Knuckles, but he listened as the lanky man before him revealed himself to be apart of The Holy Order of The Templars of Sigmar. He didn't doubt this Witch Hunter was who he said he was, an Arch Lector being present here, as well as the increasing activity in Beastman in the woods to the east. He'd heard they sometimes hired Mercenaries to help bolster their forces if the need were great enough. Seemed now was one of those times.

"Cerdic Becker," he said by way of greeting, standing out of his chair and giving a proper Reikland salute. Cerdic might have been a bit estranged to the Empire as a whole since the meeting of the Templars in the forest, but whatever his future held, soldier or Merc, he was still an Imperial citizen and an enemy of chaos.

"Ah, a willing participant." Johan said, giving Cerdic a look that gave him no indication on what he was thinking at the moment. "You stand like a soldier, Herr Becker." Cerdic sat down again, giving a nod. "I've served, yes." It was all he was willing to discuss at this moment.
@Austronaut

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

Ok, my apologies. I will need to post after I sleep. But I shall on the morrow (or today, just after I awaken).

Also @Lacks I read your latest post mention a Paladin. Did you mean Beren? Or was it Geradin being a Cleric?

Legacy - Warhammer Fantasy-inspired War NRP

@TemplarKnight07My next post should have Grimbold moving south to engage the Beastman, King Bagrick will be north and is moving to respond to the Vermintide threat to the Manlings, so you'll be attacking the Dwarf throng as they travel. However, keep in mind the King's force (while very much likely smaller than your force) is about 6 times bigger than the 5,000 that are moving south. It's a pretty huge army (for a Dwarf army).

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@DervishThat's a cool idea. Use the Titanpad on page 1?