Zhaliora

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

Bradles Worth

"I do indeed know who the marks are and where they are located. It's actually not too far away from here. I bribed a kind merchant to take us to their location. After that we are to link up into a slightly bigger one before splitting off with our prize." It was a simple plan that she had come up with. Least conspicuous at least. As expected her dearest sister wanted to do the execution herself. It was no big surprise really. "My orders are to be more of an observer than an actor. However I am yours to command." Gianna didn't give up much more than that. She tried to stay neutral in all of this. The matron suspects something and had sent her to observe her dearest sister. Despite that though she could feel her heartstrings pull slightly from seeing her past flame.

She chuckled softly. "Yes, we have plenty to talk about on the road. It's been a while since we last saw each other after all. And I see from the lack of ornaments that the madness have not yet claimed you." Gianna giggled and with a playful smile on her face she poked Mercie's skin gently under the collarbone. "If I were you I'd find someone to get a little mad with before you grow old and withered." She winked before turning around and started walking away with a wave of her hand. "Same spot tomorrow!"

Everton, border between The Barrows and Estorna

"Lost? 'Tis a weird place to be lost my friend. You're in the glorious town of Everton, the bulwark against the evil of the Barrows. We are what keeps the evil away from the southern lands. You're in the town of monster hunters! How can you not know this and just stumble in here?" The man shook his head and signed. "I guess knowledge isn't as wide spread as we hoped." The conversation had attracted quite a bit of attention in the smaller Inn. While the town was relatively small, and not too many people lived there, almost everyone was armed to the teeth. They made their living from hunting monsters and the undead that roamed the lands. It was a quite widespread fact and the bartender seemed honestly surprised that the man didn't know this.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

I've had a pretty shitty week, so it's taken longer than ezpected. Sorry about that.

Bonus points to the one who figures out which language she speaks in. ;)

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Denise had a mad smile on her face despite not getting the kill. She just loved the sound, the sight, the tingle of the shockwave. It was music for her soul. She sighed despite herself, like someone looking at a wonderful play. She knew that her bomb had not killed it, there was no suction towards her, No soul to claim. Denise started giggling as she produced a few more bombs from her pack before the bestial lady started shouting at her.

What? It was a valid tactic. Attack before attacked. Strike the first blow. There was nothing that a few explosions and some fire would not solve. "Not like your shouting is any better." She said and pouted. "An explosion could be a stray spell, shouting signals people." Denise crossed her arms and looked away and up from the woman, sulking.

"Udos ssrig'luin ulu ragar dos natha bedwarmer dalninil. Tluin nindol veir ulu foluss dos phuul isintolen wun zhah morfelith dos grumpy lu'qee'lak pholor l'trigger. Dos ssrig'luin ulu zirn." the golem spoke in its deep and rumbling voice.

"Shut it you!" Denise smacked the golem a bit with both of her fists, blushing and glanced towards Calieo. She then froze, how common was it now again that golems could speak? She wasn't sure, and then her mund started racing in how to explain it if it was uncommon. Perhaps golems themselves were so uncommon to her companions that they didn't question it.

"A-anyway, let's smoke that thing out.." She said and threw a few flames haphazardly towards where she thought the creature was while the golem started lumbering up the road.

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

I'll get to work on replies both to PM's and IC after work.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

I'll be working on a postie after work.

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

@GentleYandere
Read the title. ;)

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

Just keep things going in most situations. Unless it skips ahead in time too far, feel free to post away. I'm trying to keep things in the same spectrum of time, within reason, so nothing gets too far ahead.

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

@Claw2k11
Join away.

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

I'ma start moving things along quicker. As things start happening I'll react to the individual players more instead of lump everything into one post. Been waiting around too much it feels like. xD

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

Southern Jewel training hall

The messenger was visibly excited about his given task. A noble squire through and through. Normally he would consider being a runner beneath his standing and would had called for a peasant to do this task. A footslugger so to speak. However this task was given to him by his uncle himself, and to deliver a message to his esteemed cousin and the princess no less. Despite what his father told him, the young man secretly admired his cousin. Like a child starstruck and what could only be described as a crush on the Dark Knight. She was cool, kind, she had the princess ear, strong, pretty... The boy, no older than 14 lost himself in his thoughts and before he knew it he was at the training hall.

He looked his attire over before banging on the door to try to get heard over the clamour of fighting. Much to his disappointment though the fight was already over by the time he entered. Young Konrad bowed deeply towards the knights before telling his piece. "My Lords, My Lady. The esteemed Grand Marshal Lenius requests your presences most urgently for the upcoming expedition." He raised his head and looked towards Maryvale. "That includes My Lady Maryvale and the esteemed Royal Princess as well. I was sent here to request that My Lady bring The Royal Princess along with My Lady herself to the Grand Marshal per haste, by the orders of His Royal Highness."

The young boy bowed again before slowly walking backwards and turned around and walked out of the arena.

Bradles Worth

"Of that I do not know," a playful smirk on her face. "At least not more than I was supposed to know." She reached between her bosom and withdrew a parchment. "Here, dear sister, all you need to know." A smile was on her lips as she reminisced about past events before handing over the paper. "It's the usual procedure, blood seal." She looked at Mercie and waited for her to read the scroll. This was only part of her task. Should things come to pass, she was supposed to backstab Mercie. Better to lose one asset than to have one turn against you.

Parchment

Kron-Nesis Recruitment camps

The officer grunted when he saw who entered the tent. He didn't like these Vultures. But he could not argue against that they were extremely handy to have around. Better with you than against you. There were only so many things magic could heal. Sometimes you needed a proper 'doctor' at your side. "Hello Pox. You know the drill. Sign here," he said and pointed towards a paper, "write down your skills and what you can contribute to the effort. The pay is the usual mercenary pay with extra added on for special contributions." He let out a sigh. "Even I don't know more than that we are going to give them damn rebels a beating. Now, move aside, you're scaring the rookies. NEXT!"