The Dungeon II - Always open for new players

[Shadowcaller]

I have to admit that I become bored with "The Dungeon - Interactive Adventure" of some reason.
I had planned the plot quite far but..
Well maybe I will continue with it later.

Now this is a somehow similar project but this will be a bit more like an normal D&D campaign but without the rules.
So I am going to be some sort of DM and you as in a normal D&D campaign are going to create your own character, but without the stats just some kind of back story.
You can be almost any character you want but you might want to limit your own power level otherwise this would be too easy.
Write down all the abilities you have so we know your limitations and your powers.
Remember that you can not do anything you have not mentioned on your character.

Anyway If you like to start now just post a character (you do not even need a back story).

I am going to begin this game once anyone posts a character.

[Quinsar]

Aight. Let's have a go at this.

Name: Felius Draytvun
Race: High Elf
Age: 152
Height: 6'5"
Body Type: Thin
Equipment: Short sword, Fine clothing, Journal.
Abilities: Sound Manipulation
Speaks in: Plum

[Shadowcaller]

Aight. Let's have a go at this.

Name: Felius Draytvun
Race: High Elf
Age: 152
Height: 6'5"
Body Type: Thin
Equipment (If we are aloud to start with anything, ignore this if we are not): Short sword, Fine clothing, Journal.
Abilities: Sound Manipulation
Speaks in: Plum

That is accepteable:smallbiggrin:
You can start with some basic item yes, just not some epic swords or anything.

Edit: lets begin shall we... more people can join later if they want.

Double edit: Since I am going to bed soon anyway I guess we can wait until tomorrow (in my time-zone) until we begin.
That way more people can join and I can work a bit more with the beginning area.

[Tempest Fennac]

Name: Dem.
Race: Phanaton. ( http://www.ashenwings.com/potentates/samru/samru/race2.htm#phanaton and page 32 of http://www.crystalkeep.com/d20/rules/DnD3.5Index-Races.pdf )
Class: Domain Wizard using my custom Assistance Domain.
Age: 15.
Height: 3'1"
Weight: 28 Lbs.
Fur colour: brown.
Eyes: green.
Equipment: Leather apron containing several pockets, spell componant pouch, spell book.
Backstory: Dem recently finished his training as a Wizard, and he's decided to try exploring the world in order to help people and gain more knowledge.
Speech: Purple.

Typically uses buffs and utility spells, useless in melee combat, doesn't use many offensive spells. Academically brilliant while lacking practical skills beyond alchemy.

Is this the sort of thing you wanted? I was going to have my chaacter starting at level 1, so he shouldn't be too powerful.


*
0 Resistance.
1 Mage Armour.
2 Bull's Strength.
3 Haste.
4 Lesser Globe of Invulnerability.
5 Telepathic Bond
6 Greater Heroism
7 Spell Turning.
8 Mind Blank.
9 Foresight.

[Bayar]

Name: Blue
Race: Lesser thiefling
Class: Focused specialist transmuter wizard
Banned schools: Evocation, Alteration, Enchantment
Age: 21
Height: Tall guy
Weight: Slim
Equipment: Clothes on his back, dagger, club, spellbook, crossbow, bolts
Backstory: Apprentice to a wizard that partied with Pun-Pun, Ted the Enabler, The twice-betrayer of Shar and a Warforged commoner basketweaver.
Special feat: Precocios apprentice (Alter self)
Speaks in Green

Spells:
all 0 lvl spells except from banned schools

LVL 1:
Lesser orb of fire
Enlarge self
Fist of stone
Mage armor
Grease
Ray of Enfeeblement
Backbiter
Expeditios retreat

LVL 2 (once per day only): Alter self (from precocios apprentice feat)


He usually stays in the back, letting the other party members take hits. When the BBEG is almost defeated, he just uses backbiter to make the BBEG kill himself (just like an idiot). If he is alone, he casts Mage armor first, Enfeebles the BBEG, Alters himself into something large, uses Enlarge self to make himself huge, casts fist of stone to further boost his (now) good STR score and...must I explain everything? Lets just say that he is ready to go to town. :smallbiggrin:

[Shadowcaller]

The beginning are should come soon enough, sadly I do not have time to write it while in school so it will come a bit later.

Edit: making starting map, should be up soon.

[Shadowcaller]

The city of Zerhal

You are finally here; the legendary ruined city of Zerhal stands before you.
The first thing you see as you come close to its great wall is a small village right outside the main gate; you realize that you are far from the only ones that have come here.
From the looks of it there are a lot of people that can live on the adventures that pass through here.
Merchants, guards, farmers, priests, con-men and other opportunists that are more then willingly to try to get some bits of the treasures inside by providing different services to people that are brave or foolish enough to enter the ruined city.
You do not know much about this place expect from the stories and rumors.
This city where once know as “the city of magic” and was inhabited by countless of wizards.
It was by far the largest, richest and most powerful of all cities in this part of the world.
Some of the mages inside here was said to have god-like powers and no other country could challenge their might.
But then one day according to the story one day when some traveling merchants were approaching the city he saw how all the guards at the front gate where dead.
As they dared to enter the city gates all they could see was dead people, but no signs of fighting or sickness.
It seemed a catastrophe of unimaginable had taken place within the city, every single inhabitant where laying dead on the street but strangely enough it seemed they all had died a natural death.
The political consequences of this were earth-shaking. Entire empires crumbled when the city of Zerhal was removed from the political map.
Many years later when the rest of the world had recovered from this shocking event people came here for different reasons.
The horde of gold and magical items the wizards-lord is said to have had was very tempting, but other came for other reasons.
Some came to find out what had really happened inside the city and why millions of people had all died at the same time.
Most just figure that the wizards where mixing with things beyond even their control and got themselves all killed.

But the city was far from easy to explore, within the city walls countless of strange creatures seemed to have awakened and they where killing anyone that dared to enter the city.
Adventures from far and wide begun come here to face the dangers of Zerhal and to have a chance to retrieve the many treasures that where said to be there.

Now you have come here for your own reason whatever they might be and try to explore this legendary city.

It is currently summer in Ramsfield (the country the city lies within) and there are a lot of other adventures moving around in town, but the most of them are probably inside the Inn. You arrive at dawn.


Here is the (poorly drawn) map of the starting town that has been build here of the many people living of rich adventures that passes by here.

http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg254/Seweron/Map1Town.jpg

(A don't be afraid to ask me about details, I am here to help.
And yes more people can always join the game, just post your character and introduce yourself.)

((Well it looks like our time-zones are perfectly in sync with each other here:smallannoyed:.
Since its 00.03 am here and I am going to bed.
You can still post something and I will respond to it tomorrow.))

[Shas aia Toriia]

Too late to join now?

If not. . .

Calrea Cla'avia
Name: Calrea Cla'avia
Race: High Elf
Age: 67
Height: 5'3
Body Type: Slim
Equipment: Mithral(?) chain, spear, buckler
Abilities: Slight wind manipulation magic.
Speaks in: Magenta

[Ran_Endlathall]

Name: Caliel
Race: Lamia (Naga)
Profession: Shaman, Healer
Age: Unknown
Height: 6’
Tail Length (From Torso): 20’
Body Type: Strong build, as though a warrior.

Equipment: A double tipped Shortspear, weighted for balance, the weapon of his clan as well as a curved dagger. A shoulder strap messenger bag carrying a few standard healing supplies as well as personal belonging such as a spare tunic and belt. A small bag of semiprecious stones, crystals and a bit of coin.

Abilities: Slight bodyshaping abilities such as the ability to make someone’s muscles stronger for a moment, increasing their strength slightly for a while, or changing one’s features to disguise them a bit. The most he can so is to change his own tail into legs, though that takes severe concentration as well as exhaustive amounts of energy to do.
Minor healing abilities, Right now healing cuts and light wounds. It would take him quite bit of time to heal broken bones as well as the appropriate supplies.
Able to create glyphs and seals of minor power to ward areas.
Capable of very minor magics, (Think cantrips)
Shamanistic summoning though very limited due to his lack of experience.
Handy with a spear, quarterstaff and similar weapons as well as daggers and claws, but very inexperienced with swords, hammers, and other weapons.
Lamia (Naga) also have been known for their grapping capabilities, as their powerful tails have been known to crack shield with powerful slams, and rend amour in their crushing embrace.
While not nearly strong enough to do as legends say, Caliel’s tail can be quite dangerous still, lithe and agile, a powerful slam or constriction may cause serious damage to the person on the receiving end.

This list may seem a bit long, but It's only because we are asked to list everything. Most things listed here are quite minor to this character, and won't come into play.

Backstory: Caliel, also known as the Golden Prince to the Lamia of the Malir Kingdom, never could stay in one place for too long. Trained as a healer and warrior, his kind are known throughout his people as Spiriters, Te’Narri, or Shaman. Though his race is never quite trusted, once known as predators and hunters, this was long ago and there have been peaceful, though distrustful negotiations and trading between races as of late.

Description: Caliel has short dark gold hair, his tunic, often a dark red. His scales shimmer a soft gold along his hips, covering his powerful tail. He holds himself with a slight air of nobility, a strength to his poise as he glides.

Speaks in: Dark Orange

Is this alright for a character here?

[Quinsar]

Felius walks with his party members, hand slowly fingering the hilt of his blade.
We'll first need to get supplies, and try to learn anything about the city we can...

[Shadowcaller]

It is not too late to join now, this game is quite free so more people can always join.
Anyway I should be back some time later (its 7.37 am in sweden when I'm writing this...).

[Tempest Fennac]

I agree. I'll check the inn for information about the sorts of monsters which we're likely to encounter. Walks to Inn.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Humes… lovely.” The Half-Serpent sighed softly, gliding down the road a bit. Golden scales shimmering softly in the early sun as he made his way down the main road. Glancing over at the small shops about, he don’t take much notice of a few odd looks he gets as he glides towards the inn. Knowing that he may be less than welcome here, he moved cautiously. Though, the road here was long, and he was a bit tired. Turning, he made his way towards the inn, a bit of rest wouldn’t hurt. After all, the ruins have been here forever, and they’re not going anywhere anytime soon.

[Bayar]

Blue

I think I am going to the...local...umm...going to the bathroom to research the color of my ... bodily stuff. It is hard to keep track of these things when you are part outsider :smallbiggrin:. He goes towards the tents and secretly attempts to steal anything that is worth stealing, provided that itis unguarded.

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

Immediately when you are going near the merchants tents you feel a dozen of suspicious eyes watching you.
Inside the tents you can see people sitting there watching their valuable goods.
It is going to be hard to steal from those merchants, they seems to know their trade.
From the various shops around you salesmen and saleswoman are trying to advertise their vares by yelling the loudest.

"Here come here, I got all the weapons you need to kill the monsters inside!"

"Fresh boar meat!"

It is hard to hear anything at all with so many people talking at the same time, this is like walking in a really large city.

Dem and Caliel (and also Felius Draytvun)

Even from the outside you can hear a loud buzz of voices from inside the inn, it seems to be quite crowded.
As you walk crawl/walk inside the inn you can see that most of its patrons appears to be human (or at least mostly human) but there are also a lot of them that comes from different species and races.
It will be difficult to move here without invading anyones personal space since every part of the inn is filled with people.
Most of them are apparently adventures just like you, waiting to get inside the citys walls.
You notice some guards here and there keeping a carefully watch at the inn's patrons.

Here is a poorly drawn image of the first room of the inn:

http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg254/Seweron/Inn-Room1.jpg

((Just ask me if there is something you do not understand, or if I am making some kind of misstakes))

[Tempest Fennac]

I don't know about you guys, but I'm famished. Shall we get something to eat and then make enquiries afterwards? Now that I think aout it, where's the menu?

[Bayar]

I go behind a tent and take a leak.

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

As you take a leak behind one of the tents you hear someone shouting and you see how a great angry human that apparently owns this tent is walking toward you shouting something in a language you do not understand.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

Caliel glides over to the bar. His golden tail curling beneath himself as he ‘sits’ glancing around a bit as he orders something to drink. He tries to keep out of the way, hoping that no one would mind him, seeing the assorted races that are relaxing here as well. He keeps his bag close, making sure that he keeps an eye on it.

[Shadowcaller]

~ Caliel ~

The inn is a busy place, you see a elven (or atleast half-elven) waitress running around trying to take everyones orders at the same time, it do not seems to work very well.
Behind the bar a large golem-like creature stood like a cliff in a storming sea, it seemed uneffected by the stressful environment it worked in.
Suddenly it begins to speak to you with a voice that you easily would have heard even if you where on the other side of the room.

"Never seen you before, a pause, who are you supposed to be?"

[Quinsar]

~Felius~
Yeah, I'm hungry lets try food.

[Tempest Fennac]

What sort of thing would you like to eat? I'll be fine with some fruit and nuts, but I can't find a blasted menu anywhere.

[Bayar]

Blue

Blue casts prestidigitation to make it look like the urine is rising from the puddle like a snake towards the angry human. Hmm...it appears IT does not agree with you :smallbiggrin:

[Shadowcaller]

Dem and Felius Draytvun

A elf-looking woman comes towards you with, she appears to be the waitress.

"If you would please take a seat somewhere I will be with you in a moment, I am quite busy right now."

She says in a tired voice and then she disappears into the crowd again. Looking around you see that all the seats seems to already have been taken.

Blue

The man's eyes goes wide as he see the serpent looking urine and he begins to back off still talking some strange language.
His rage has turned into fear and he do not seems to want anything to do with you anymore.
Other people seems to have taken intrest in the scene, and is watching you and the man with amusement.

[Tempest Fennac]

The best tactic here is to find a table where the people wh are eating appear to be almost finished. We then dash in as soon as they get up to leave.

[Bayar]

Blue

Hmm...I wonder where the local well is...need to wash my hands. Blue starts to stroll down the street until arriving at the Inn. He goes in and starts looking for some water.

[Shadowcaller]

Dem, Felius Draytvun and Blue

As you wait for someone to finish their meals a bunch of guards enters the establishment. Among them is an human dressed in slightly a more well-made armor.
You guess he is the captain or whatever they name their leaders here.
He glances at you and then whisper something to one of the guards near him that laughs loudly.
Where they making fun of you?
You take notice that all the guards are in fact human, maybe they do not like non-humans.

((And to you others that already have joined the game but have not posted yet or if you have not joined the game yet.
You can just jump in on any time the more playing the funnier it gets (and you can kill bigger monsters together!))

[Shas aia Toriia]

Calrea

Calrea sits down at the bar, and inquires if there's any elven wine. Elves, after all, make the best wine. That, and the best everthing else.

Sooo. . .

[Shadowcaller]

Calrea

The golem-like creature seems to hear your order and turns away from Caliel a moment.

"We got elven wine."

Despite the creatures appearance it appears to be quite agile, with a sleight of hand it grab a empty bottle standing on the bar-disk and begins to clean it with dirty rag.
That do not seem to make the bottle cleaner at all.

"What kind of elven wine?"

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“I’m a Lamia, though most know us as the Naga. Our lands were to the south, I believe. My name is Caliel.” Caliel replies to the stoic bartender, smiling softly, finding things here a bit more sociable then when he was on the road. He relaxes a bit, the tension leaving his powerful coiled tail as he rests a bit more, turning as he notices the armored Humes walk in. He shies back a bit, as though to hide himself from their view behind the more attractive elf whom had just sat down.

[Shas aia Toriia]

Do you have. . . Amasan or Kethsan wine?

[Quinsar]

~Felius~
Felius glares at the guards, and approcahes them.
Excuse me sirs...

[Shadowcaller]

Calrea and Caliel

"We got Amasan wine", a pause and the bartender turns his whole body around and puts the dirty bottle inside a small cabin.
Then his body turns completly back in the direction of Calrea, he now have a bottle of Amasan wine is his large hand.
He puts the bottle on the bar-disk and yet again his body turn around now in the direction of Caliel.
"Never heard of your people". A pause "Don't go outside much." A pause, "do you want anything to drink?"

Felius

The guards begins to look at each other and then one of them responds:
"We are not allowed to talk to patrons, a pause and then he adds especially not elfs" he says with a smile.

[Shas aia Toriia]

Thank you very much sir.

<deadtime>

[Quinsar]

Felius squeezes his short sword's hilt.
Any reason for that?

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Ale would be fine, if you have any.” Caliel fishes a few coins from his bag, setting them on the bar-disc to cover it, not wanting to forget about later. His spear slung along his back as he sits, brushing back a few stray strands of deep amber hair.

“Not many have hear of our kind on completely friendly terms, though that’s changed for the better over the last few decades.”

[Shadowcaller]

Felius

The guards seems to be amused by your question.
"Oh and here I thought you actually used your pretty long ears for something."
The other guards smile at that reply.
"We are not allowed to talk to anyone by the orders of the king but we espacially don't like to talk to elfs that ask too many questions."

Caliel

The bartender takes the coins, puts them into his mouth and swallows them, then he says:
"Corl never met his own kind" a pause "But he don't miss them much". A pause then he turns back at to the cabine and then back to you with a ale in his hand.
He puts it on the bar-desk and asks:
"So your kind be fighting a lot?" A pause "Why don't you stay home and stop war then?" A pause "If Corls kind would be fighting he would stop them."

[Quinsar]

You are a obvioulsly a...
He pauses.
A mental defective, to think humans are superior to the Elves.
He laughs.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“We did stop the war, well, most of it. We don’t want anymore wars. Too many people, good people, have been lost. The was is mostly over, but many still feel certain ways against the monsters they fought.” He sighes softly, shaking his head a bit as he takes the beer. He gives a careful glance over at the armed soldiers at the door.

[Shadowcaller]

Felius

The guards seems to be confused by your answer, they are not smiling anymore.
You can now see that they are quite tired after a long day of guard duty.

"Just get away from us, we come here to relax not to talk to wierd elfs"

Caliel

Corol nods in a agreement.
"War is bad, too many people always die". A pause, "Don't worry about guards, they never dare to do anything", a pause "too many adventurers here." A pause "you are here for city treasures right?"

[Quinsar]

Of course.
He laughs and walks to the bar.
Geref.
He greets them in the guttural language of the mercenaries he grew up with.

[Shadowcaller]

((I am afraid I need to call dead time here, atleast from the npc's since its 0.40 am in my time-zone:smallbiggrin:.
Anyway feel free to talk to each other, but do not expect much reactions from the npc's.))

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Mmm… Father sent me to represent our clan in the investigations. I’m not really here for treasures, but to find out a bit more of what happened, and to keep it from happening again. Father always emphasized the importance of history and learning from it.” Caliel sighed softly, relaxing a bit. He glances around, wondering of any of the groups here could make use of a healer, not really wanting to go into the ruined city alone.

((Alright, Rest well.))

[Quinsar]

~Felius~
Felius approaches Caliel.
I haven't seen one of your kind in a long while...

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“I’m not that surprised, there is much conflict still between races.” Caliel replies warmly to Felius. He glances the Elf over, recognizing the basic triats.

[Quinsar]

~Felius~

I actually worked with one... Good fellow.
Felius takes a seat.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

Caliel sip from his tankard as he rests along his coiled tail.
“I see. Have you worked with one of our Hunters? They can be quite skilled in what they do.” He continues a bit. Trying to stay out of the way of a few of the patrons as they move past.

[Quinsar]

~Felius~

No, he was an outcast... Took up mercenary work...

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Hmm… Such work is unavoidable at times of conflict. It’s tragic when one of our kind leaves family and clan behind to follow what you feel is right… It’s hard to break such connections. He must have been very strong.” Caliel replies, setting the empty tankard down.

[Quinsar]

Yes he was a great man. Sadly, he fell in combat.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“I see… Pity that. Now that the war is ending, most Lamia who have left to fight on their own or fled for safety are being welcomed home… But the fallen will not know of family again.”

[Quinsar]

Yeah...
Felius shakes his head.
Are you looking to enter the city?

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“I was…” Caliel sighs softly as he rests along his golden coils.
“But I doubt that I’ll be able to handle much of anything in the city on my own. And I doubt that most groups would be hesitant to have one of my kind in their groups.”

[Quinsar]

~Felius~

I am travelling with two mages... Are party would be happy to have you join. What abilities do you have?

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“I’ve been trained as a healer, but I can also fight a bit.” Caliel shifts his bag to his back resting along his spear. He shifts a bit, having his bag settle as he shoulders it again.

[Quinsar]

"Your presence would be appreciated..."
Felius offers his hand.
"I'm Felius..."

[Shadowcaller]

Everyone inside the inn

There are a bit less patrons in the inn now, since some adventurers entered the city some time ago, you see many people around you making the final preparations before they enter the city too, but atleast the inn is less crowded.
Right now one table is unoccupied, the table closest to the door is seated by the guards and their captain, they appears to be a bit drunk.
At the table closest to the bar a two Water Genasi sits seemingly uncaring about the world around them eating some watery soup.
There are still some standing here and there of course since the waitress made it quite clear that the tables are for paying customers.

The waitress seems to be a bit exhausted when she the people sitting at the bar:

"Do you want anything to eat before the kitchen closes? We do not serve night meals".

[Bayar]

This place bores me. Blue leaves the tavern and goes outside, looking for something that would be interesting.

[Shadowcaller]

This place bores me. Blue leaves the tavern and goes outside, looking for something that would be interesting.

((I agree:smallbiggrin: more action!))

Blue

Outside the inn some adveturers are preparing themself to enter the city. One of them are holding the reins of a large horse with a lot of supplies stuffed on it.
The group passes the barracks and begins to talk to the guards at the city gate, the adventurer and the guard seems to be exchanging something.
After a moment one of the guards screams something and the city gate is opening and the adventurers passes trought it, after that it quickly closes.
At the same time a halfing seems to be trying to get your attention from the other side of the street.

[Bayar]

Blue goes towards the halfling. You....need something ?

[Shadowcaller]

((Ops class just started, there are some major disadvantages with writing this stuff in school.
Anyway dead time for now, ill be back later.))

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Name’s Caliel, though I still have preparations to make so I’ll be busy for a while. I’m not sure if I’ll be much help right now to you. It’s nice meeting you, Felius.” Caliel turns to glide off, nodding to the Elf warmly as he makes his way from the inn.

((Sorry, I need to step out a bit, as it’s hard to post with my schedule right now, though I’ll post when I can, I’m not sure if It would be the best to join a party right now.))

[Tempest Fennac]

To waitress. Please may I have some fruit and nuts? If you don't have any of thse, what else do you have?

[Shadowcaller]

((And I am back))

Blue

The halfing is dressed in what you find as stereotypical rouge clothes complete with a dark leather and a black hood over his head.
You look like a smart guy, want to know how to get into the city for free?
He looks around to see that no one is watching you.
"You see there is another way into the city, past all the guards at the main gate."
"Interested?"

Dem

I believe we got some fruits and nuts, but I suggest you buy that on the market outside instead, she lowers her voice its quite expensive in here.

[Shadowcaller]

((Okay its time for some plot advancement))

Everyone

Even during this time of the day the streets are still filled with lots of people, everyone going on with their own lives. Well at least they did before they see how in the middle of the street one of them are suddenly transformed into a pile of burning ashes.
Chaos ensures as everyone is trying to get away from the horrid remains of that moments ago was a human female.
The responsible for this horrible act is quite clearly the man standing next to the pile looking down on it.
The man's body and face is completely covered in a red/yellow colored armor.
He looks around the fleeing crowd and says with a strange song-like accent:
"I have done nothing wrong! She tried to pick my pocket, she had clearly done many things wrong in her life otherwise Artaris would not have affected her!"
The guards at the gate (not the drunken ones) quickly surrounds the armored creature.
"Put down your weapons and surrender, we don't want to kill you."
"I have done nothing wrong, repeats the armored figure I go with Ataris blessing, it judged the thief guilty."
He do not seems worried at all of the guards that surrounds him, he is apparently wholly convinced that the woman deserved to die.

[Tempest Fennac]

Thanks for the advice. To nearest allie:I'll be right back. Goes out to get some mixed berries and nuts, notices commotion, decides to sneak back into the inn to alert allies after getting food.

[Shadowcaller]

Dem

Inside the inn few people seems to have taken notice of the events outside, the two Water Genasi stills sits there whispering to each other and the bartender is still standing there as if nothing had happend.
The guards and the waitress on the other hand seems to atleast to have some clue what is going on and takes action accordingly.
The guards tries to get out of their sorry shape and is busy donning their armors, the waitress just stand in the entrance watching the surrounded figure.

((I will now wait for the others to take action before I continue.))

Edit: If you just entered the game, look up we got a plot advancment.

[Bayar]

Blue

For free you say? ...lets go then.

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

The halfling takes a quick glance at the guards sorrunding the armored figure and then nods.

Ye, lets get out of here before we get killed.

The halfing gestures you to follow him and with begins to move away from the crowd, whatever he is going to show you is obviously outside town.
You follow him untill you come to an stone formation quite far away from town.
"Here we are..."
You have a bad feeling about this.

((Dead time, try to organize the party while I am gone))

[Bayar]

Blue

I hope, for your sake, that you arent trying to double-cross me.

[Shadowcaller]

((Un-deadtime but just some minutes, then i'm going to bed.))

Blue

Well I guess its time for you to learn that nothing comes free in this world.
He lets out a sharp whistle and two black-dressed figues comes out from behind the rock.
"Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way."
The halfing draws his knives and the other two do the same.
"Either you can give us all your valuables, he smiles includung your clothes".
"Or we can kill you right here, no witness.
Its your choice, smart guy", he taunts.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

Caliel glides over towards the commotion, his golden eyes widen a bit as he sees the grisly sight.
“Artaris…” He watches warily, unsure of what to do, he glides out of the way a bit.
“IT judged the thief guilty? Was this the act of the armored man, or something else protecting him?” Caliel wondered to himself, unsure what to make of the situation. There was little he could do here but watch and wait. His tail coiling beneath himself as he tried to keep out of the way.

[Shadowcaller]

((Un-dead time, I'm still waiting for other peoples actions.))

[Quinsar]

Felius, hearing the commotion, dashes out of the inn. He stands next to Caliel.
What happened?

[Shadowcaller]

The guards slowly advancing on the armored figure that just stands there perfectly calm like nothing has happened.
With a high-pitch voice that easily could be mistaken for the voice of a singing man he says:
"I do not want to hurt any of you, I am but a simple vessel of Artaris might."

"I don't care what you are, but here you must obey the kings laws" , says the leader of the advancing guards.
The guards suddenly stops not really want to provoke the figure into a fight after what they saw it did to that thief.
Instead the leader tires a diplomatic approach, "Listen to me, you will not get out of this alive unless you surrender yourself to us, now drop your weapons and no one will get killed."
The figure in the same calm tone responds, "I am here on a sacred mission, I am afraid I can not delay this."
And with those words flames immolates his armor and he charges against the guard in front of him.
The charging figure manages to tackle the guard before he even can react. The figure continues thought the shocked crowd that tires to avoid the flames at all cost.
A merchant that didn't react quick enough gets in the way of the burning figure and his expensive clothes catch fire.
In the chaos the guards can't do anything, the now panicked crowd is making it impossible to chase after the armored creature.

[Tempest Fennac]

To bartender, after noticing merchant getting ignited.Do you have any water? I kind of need some now.

[Quinsar]

Felius sighs, he had to follow that man... He begins to whistle, raising it to a very loud, very high pitched screech. Enough to give most people a headache...

[Shadowcaller]

Dem

The bartender reacts rather (for him at least) quickly to your words and turns his body around to turns back with a flask of water in his hand.
"We have water" he says and then places the bottle on the bar-desk, it seems he doesn't realize the danger of the situation.
The waitress seeing the danger of the situation takes matter into her own hands, takes the bottle and gives it to you, "dose this on him, I'm getting a blanket or something that we can extinguish the fire with."
At the same time the merchant tries to put out the flames by rolling around on the ground.

Felius

Your screech makes a lot of the panicked crowd (including the guards) to stop dead in their tracks and instead try to cover their ears.
The armored figure also stops in his moments just like the rest of the people around him, but the sound do not seems to affect him much, and he seems to have already begun to recover or possible already getting used to it.
It will be hard to getting close with all the flames surrounding him.

[Quinsar]

Felius runs towards the man, stopping befor the flames make contact with him.
Hey you!

[Tempest Fennac]

Thanks. Dem rushes outside and throws the water over the merchant.Are you okay? If anymore water is needed, he'll dash back into the inn to get some more.

[Shadowcaller]

Felius

The armored figure ignores you and contunes towards the main gate, but suddenly he is hit by an arrow aimed for his head.
But it dosen't seems to slow him down even thought it obviously penetrated his armor.
"Stop him!", you hear the guard captain yell from the crowd.
The two remaining guards are unsure what to do, the flames immolating the figure seems to grow stronger the closer he gets to the gate.
So instead they try to avoid the burning figure when he reaches the front gate.

Dem
The water do not seems to affect the fire at all, instead the fire is slowly extinguish by itself.
The merchant raises him self of the ground dusting off his burned robe, he dosen't seems to be damaged by the fire at all, expect for the burned clothes.
"I..I think so", he answers, clearly shaken by what just happend to him.
"Is he okay?" you turn around and see that the waitress has returned with a wet blanket.

[Tempest Fennac]

He seems to be unharmed thanks. Let me have ago at fixing those burns. Dem casts Mending on the merchant's outfit.

[Shadowcaller]

The merchant to his suprise find his clothes whole again, "I can not thank you enough!"
He moves his right hand over the clothes that moments ago where nothing but dust and exclaims:
"That was imported silk, you have no idea how much money you just saved me."
The fact that he was burning some time ago seems to already have escaped him, "Is there anything I can do to repay you?" he asks with a whide smile.
The waitress gives the merchant a look, "well if you take it that easy..."
Then she turns to you "you adventurers must see these kind of things everyday huh?"

[Tempest Fennac]

To be honest, I only completed my Wizard training the other day, so I've not been on a propper adventure yet. Thanks for your offer, but I can't think of anything that I need at the minute. If I think of anything, I'll be sure to ask you for help if you can be of assistance.

[Shadowcaller]

((The time-line is beginning to be an issue here, I will continue as soon I get more peoples actions.))

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Are you hurt?” Caliel asks the merchant softly, still a bit dazed from the impressive show of divine faith and power the armored man has. He pulls a small jar of ointments and a bit of bandage from his bag as he approaches the merchant, barmaid, and Dem.

[Shadowcaller]

~ Caliel ~

The merchant seems to somehow recognize you and says "Thank you, but I'm fine he pauses and then says you are a Lamia are you not?"
"I have traded with your people, you are defiantly not the savages most people think you are."
"In fact, some of you are more civilized then most humans I have meet."

[Bayar]

Blue

Hehe, you have no idea, right ? Fine, lets see what you got...

Blue casts Mage armor and draws his dagger.

[Ran_Endlathall]

~ Caliel ~

“Yes, I’m a Lamia, and thank you for the kind words. Conflict paints many as monsters, and it’s easier to carry the title if those you fight don’t look like you.” Caliel replies, nodding softly as he tucks the ointments and bandages away.

---
((Dead time.))

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

"Wrong choice kid, now-

Then one of the black-dressed men charges against you with a short-sword in his right hand.
He was even inpatient to even wait for the halfling to finish that senescence, from the looks of it he have some demon heritage.

((I am afraid the rest of you (not bayar thought) are going to have to wait for quinsar to make his action.))

[Bayar]

Blue

Blue 5ft steps out of the charging maniac and casts Fists of stone.

So, want a knife fight ?

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

The maniac lets out a cry of rage as you step out of his way, "Ill kill you!" He stops in his tracks and charges against you again, while the halfing and the other man (that looks more of a woman) are unsure what to do.

((Well I am going to sleep now, so dead time for me a while.
As always you cans till talk to eachother (if you are close to each other.))

[Bayar]

Blue

Come and get me ! Blue readies to throust his dagger into the opposition when it is close enough.

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

The charging man come to wards you and lashes out his sword before he reaches you.
You easily dodge his blow and then cuts him in abdomen and steps away from the bleeding man that a moment later falls down in a pool of his own blood.
You hear the halfing shout, "You will pay for that twit!" and with those word the halfling and the woman comes to wards you from both sides.
The halfing with a small knife in each hand and the woman with a long black sword in her left hand.

((Un-dead time))

[Bayar]

Blue

Well, it's your funeral. blue casts Enlarge person upon himself.

[Shadowcaller]

Blue

The woman attacks you first swinging her sword against her sword against your left leg.
The halfing is more carefully and circles around you trying to find a weak spot in your defense, he seems ready to strike at any moment.

((If anyone is unsure what they currently are in the story or just need a short summarize of the events in the game just ask, I am here to help.
Un-Dead time.))

[Tempest Fennac]

To the waitress and merchant. Have you guys ever considered becoming Magewights? You'd only be able to cast some basic spells, but you wouldn't need anywhere near as much training as a Wizard, and you'd both get a lot of mileage out of some spells (such as Mending and Prestigitation).

[Tempest Fennac]

(I'm sorr about the double post, but is this game still going on? I was just wondering due to how no one's posted for a few days.:smallfrown:)

[Shadowcaller]

((Well we need more peoples actions, otherwise it would twist the time-line, I could continue if I know enough people were intrested.))

[Ran_Endlathall]

((I'm still interested though you had asked that we wait for a bit as there were other people who had yet to reply.))

[Shadowcaller]

((Well since some player have not posted yet I guess we have to pass their action this time.))

Everyone

The armored figure stands in from of the gigantic gate, the only know entrance to the city.
From the distance it seems like he is speaking to someone but you can't hear him saying anything.
Then the flames surrounding him becomes larger, much larger and they are beginning to consume the gate itself.

"What the hell is he doing!?" you can hear the captain shout, nothing seems to be able to stop the armored figure now.
Some moments later there is a large hole in the gate, the flames were so hot that they actually melted through the entire iron gate, but yet the figure seems unharmed by them.
Rather then just spread over the whole gate as normal flame would do (if it would burn iron as easy as wood that is).
"By Legion, he is burning through all the enchantments!"
The figure then disappears inside the still burning hole in the gate.
People are still in shock of that just happend and are just standing there looking at the now destroyed gate while the guards are tyring to restore order.

((Tempest please repeat the action down here since this event techically happend before you could do this action.))

To the waitress and merchant. Have you guys ever considered becoming Magewights? You'd only be able to cast some basic spells, but you wouldn't need anywhere near as much training as a Wizard, and you'd both get a lot of mileage out of some spells (such as Mending and Prestigitation).

[Tempest Fennac]

That doesn't look good. We're going to need a lot more water to stop that fire. Dashes back into tavern and tries to find a bucket of water. If Dem can find one, he will attempt to drag it over the the gates before throwing water at them while staying as far away from the flames as possible.

[Shadowcaller]

Dem

You find it hard to get inside the inn because of the many now fully armored guards that at the same time is trying to get out.
In their half-drunken condition they are not that gentle and one of them shoves you away when you try to get in.

[Tempest Fennac]

Ouch. Dem steps back from the door before waiting for people to come out. If there's an open window nearby, he will try and climb into the tavern before gliding over the the bar (he's apron is secured to his torso by a couple of straps, so it won't hit anyone if he is able to glide).

[Shadowcaller]

Dem

You find a window next to the door and luckily its opened so you easily climb in and begnning looking for a bucket of water.
Inside (and outside) the inn the chaos continues, the screams you hear suffests that some thief have used this opportunity to his or her advantages.
The inn is almost empty now except for the bartender that just stands there silently.
You glide over to the bar, the bartender nods to you (if golems can do that) and asks you "What do you want?"

((Dead-time, the rest of the players should try to caught up now and post some actions.))

[Tempest Fennac]

(See you later. I'll post my action now so that you can act on it when everyone else has posted.) I need a bucked of water! The town gate is on fire. Dem is paniking due to being scared of fire. In fact, please could you bring a load of buckets to the gate? I can only carry one light one.

[Ran_Endlathall]

((I'll need to step out for a bit, as I'm not in the optimal time zone to post. Acellerate the stpry past me and I'll try to post when I can, but I'll be a bit busy for a while still, sorry about this.))

[Shadowcaller]

((No problem, there will be dead time untill I find myself time to post again.
That time would be around 6 PM.))