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(361) Cy (enter): 00:11
Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (361) Cy...
(360) Bribri: Okkk then Cy you just left aldons I do belive, first person to infact =P
(360) Bribri: It's pretty darn dark out, moonless night, overcast sky, if you were a human you'd likely need a lanturn or some sort of light to get anywhere, though it isn't as much of a problem for you
(361) Cy: no, I think a few others bugged out before me
(360) Bribri: Well Melinus did, but he had his own reasons =P
(361) Cy: oh right
(360) Bribri: Bane and aldon left a few minutes before as well I think goign diffrent ways though
(361) Cy: right
(360) Bribri: you've just goten through the door, what ya going to do now?
(360) Bribri: err out the door*
(361) Cy: I'm heading to some of the nearby taverns for a drink, some storytelling and to check up on a few loose business ends
(360) Bribri: Need a quick spot check there on the way
(360) Bribri: [1d100] -> [58] = (58)
(361) Cy: (ok....gotta bring up my char sheet...don't have it on the tree yet)
(360) Bribri: Heh
(361) Cy: [1d20] -> [15] = (15)
(360) Bribri: As you head down the street you can easily tell alot of remodling has been done on this street, new windows, new doors.. even new houses in some cases.
** (361) Cy considers that odd, as he could swear he's been down this way before **
** (361) Cy continues walking **
(360) Bribri: The first tavern you spot is one you don't reconize The Signing kobolds its name, from the sign, and the noise from inside it's clearly a tavern though.
(360) Bribri: Another addition you didn't spot on the way up apparently.
** (361) Cy puzzles this....a tavern I haven't heard of, in this city?....hmmm...but he continues to his desired haunt **
(360) Bribri: [1d100] -> [61] = (61)
(360) Bribri: You keep walking through the dark night.. the streets seem longer.. and there's additional streets you dont remeber as you go on your wya... when you finally arrive at where it 'should' be there is no tavern.. in its place is a tailors shop out of all things, which is of course, closed at this hour.
** (361) Cy looks about in confusion **
(361) Cy: does the rest of the street look right?
(360) Bribri: nada all of it looks wrong, new houses.. new bussiness, you must have taken a wrong turn.
** (361) Cy retraces his steps until he's at a familiar location and begin again **
(360) Bribri: It's diffcult to regain your bearings, all the changes that appear to have been recently made, not to mention on how dark it is. (will need a flat wisdom check)
(361) Cy: [1d20] -> [10] = (10)
(360) Bribri: (total?)
(361) Cy: (rolled even)
(361) Cy: (CHA=10)
(360) Bribri: [1d100] -> [44] = (44)
(360) Bribri: You find yourself lost, on a street that you swear you've never seen before, that honestly you dont even remeber being there.
(360) Bribri: [1d20] -> [2] = (2)
(361) Cy: can I roll a bardic knowledge check?
(360) Bribri: Sure =P
(361) Cy: [1d20+5] -> [1,5] = (6)
(361) Cy: (ROFL)
(360) Bribri: You remeber odd ghost storys of people who would get lost at night in a city like this. Lost among streets that no one walks but the restless dead carrying lanturns to guide their ways, who of course, as restless dead tend to, want revenge upon the living...
(360) Bribri: acording to the storys you'd turn one corner and once you go back, everything is diffrent.. and there's no way back to where you started.... the only way out is when you starve to death or the spirits catch you.
** (361) Cy mutters in elven about his marvelous timing to recall that memory **
(360) Bribri: speaking of lanturns, you can see the light of one aproching up the road.. and geting nearer~
** (361) Cy moves off into a darkened area **
(361) Cy: [1d20+5] -> [9,5] = (14)
(360) Bribri: (hide I assume?)
whispering to Bribri, [1d20] -> [17] = (17)
(361) Cy: ((right...sorry))
(360) Bribri: the light gets nearer.. and it apparently is just some human man.. a taller one a foot taller then you at least, pretty buff looking too with a simple green tunic and leggings, likely a peasent by the looks of it.
(360) Bribri: The gruff man snorts and glances towards you as he spots you at the edge of the lanturn light
** (361) Cy pretends to be a bit drunk **
(360) Bribri: (bluff checkk~)
(361) Cy: [1d20+11] -> [6,11] = (17)
whispering to Bribri, [1d20] -> [13] = (13)
(360) Bribri: He looks you over, and laughs "Ha, stupid elves can't hold their liquier.. typical..."
** (361) Cy shuffles a bit "Right, coming from a human thats just laughable" **
(360) Bribri: He scoffs muttering "Stupid elf" Saying elf like he's spiting it. He'spot about to walk off. heading towards one of the houses on the street (which you can only assume is this low lifes home) when he does a double take looking back at you. "... hey... wait a minute" he takes a step back ".. I'd reconize a face like that anywhere, you're one of those damn Auvreaheal aren't you?!"
** (361) Cy holds back his anger and maintains his drunken behavior..."Be careful how you address a noble, you just might live to regret a tongue like that" **
(360) Bribri: You words don't seem to calm down the man much as he walks right up to you again "I don't need to be carefull its you DAMN Aureaheals that do, I can't belive they still let some of you bastards walks the street!"
** (361) Cy tries to hide his confused look...."What city are you living in? My father practically owns this city" **
(360) Bribri: He just seems to get angryer "What? You've drunk to many Aureaheal pig, the blasted Aureaheals don't have any power in this city anymore, not after you bastards turned on us! My brother lost his life in your little coup, Why I auda...." He's starting to pull his lanturn back a bit...
(360) Bribri: The mans yelling is gaining some attention a few people are watching from windows now.
** (361) Cy lurches away to get some distance between himself and this guy....still being *drunk*, but ready to defend himself if necessary **
(360) Bribri: As he notices you're trying to get away he trys to grab you by the collar [1d20+4] -> [8,4] = (12)
(360) Bribri: And fails to do so as you jump away
(360) Bribri: err lurch away
(360) Bribri: "Damn coward, stand face to face to me when I talk to ya!" He yells, mostly just infuriated at the fact there's some distance between you now.
(360) Bribri: (doing anything?)
** (361) Cy stands his ground a safe enough distance away where he feels comfortable getting his blade out if need be "Auvreaheal's are not cowards man, and quite frankly I have no idea what your talking about" **
(360) Bribri: "Xenophobic weasles is what I call them" He says spiting in your direction.
** (361) Cy gives him an odd look "That's a big word for such a small mind" **
(360) Bribri: He growls at you ".. damn blasted... bah that's it" He grips his lanturn and charges at you
(360) Bribri: (this is going to be a rather short fight you can roll initive if you wish =P)
** (361) Cy whips out his rapier and goes to work **
(360) Bribri: [1d20+1] -> [17,1] = (18)
(361) Cy: [1d20+2] -> [3,2] = (5)
(361) Cy: *doh*
(360) Bribri: (thinking he goes first)
(360) Bribri: (no worries)
(360) Bribri: He swings the lanturn at you rather akwardly it obviously wasn't made to be a weapon.. though it is a mostly metal one it shouldn't break when it hits...
(360) Bribri: [1d20+4] -> [20,4] = (24)
(360) Bribri: (well damn)
(360) Bribri: [1d20+4] -> [12,4] = (16)
(360) Bribri: (no crit at least)
(360) Bribri: [1d4+5] -> [2,5] = (7)
(360) Bribri: His swing almost hits in the stomic, you barely bend out of the way as it wooshes past.. cinders flying out and mildy burning your coat (7 VP damage)
(360) Bribri: (your go~)
** (361) Cy takes a shot with his rapier **
(360) Bribri: An old man steps out from his house.... fiddling with his glasses as he watches what is going on.
(361) Cy: [1d20+4] -> [13,4] = (17)
(360) Bribri: (hit, damage him =P)
(361) Cy: (actually that was a 19
(361) Cy: [1d6+1] -> [2,1] = (3)
(360) Bribri: (ehn no matter his ac is like 11 haha)
(361) Cy: (BAH)
(360) Bribri: You leave a big gash across his tunic.. though it doesn't manage to wound him "... damn elf my mama made that for me! You're going to get it!"
(360) Bribri: [1d20+2] -> [16,2] = (18)
(360) Bribri: [1d4+5] -> [3,5] = (8)
(360) Bribri: Another close one as you barely duck as he swings for your head, sending more cinders flying everywhere (8vp damage you're at... 2 vp now?)
(360) Bribri: (this guy is actualy a real wuss that's being lucky haha)
(361) Cy: (3)
** (361) Cy takes another swipe **
(360) Bribri: Your go
(361) Cy: [1d20+6] -> [9,6] = (15)
(361) Cy: [1d6+1] -> [3,1] = (4)
(361) Cy: ??
(360) Bribri: You leave a red gash across his right shoulder, which he grabs as he fells the pain "Ow! Darnit! Stay still... grr I'll..." He raise his lanturn to strike you again when the old man stepso ut "Uoth what in the name of the law giver are you DOING?! "
(360) Bribri: "Don't you know who this is?!" he says raising a hand towards you
(360) Bribri: the man, apparently named Uoth growls "... Of course I do It's an Auvreaheal elf! Scum bag taitors!"
** (361) Cy stands down, but doesn't lower his guard...the look on his face says "finally, someone who know wtf their talking about" **
(360) Bribri: "... damn straight I do.. this isn't anyway Aureaheal Elf Uoth, this is Cyemar Aureaheal The most honorable, good and trustworthy of the whole lot. He was the one who told the Spades of the whole rotten scheme in the first place, if it wasn't for him and those like him it would of been ALOT more then just your brother who died!"
(360) Bribri: Uoth scratches his head "...... oh.. I.. um..."
** (361) Cy practically falls over wondering how his reputation has come to this **
(360) Bribri: (how indeed hehe)
(360) Bribri: the large man bows a bit "... I'm sorry Mr err Cyemar"
(360) Bribri: "Thats better" The old man growls "Now get on home and stop causing trouble you big oaf!"
** (361) Cy puts away his blade, feeling properly villified...."Consider us even" Cy says with a glance at the gash to his arm "Thank you kind sir" he says to Uoth **
(360) Bribri: Uoth nods to you, and then does what the old man says muttering another sorry.
(360) Bribri: The old man shakes his head ".. esh... he's just angry about loosing his brother... he'll accept it in time. "
(361) Cy: "As I would be to lose a brother"
(361) Cy: "Tell me friend Uoth, where in the city do I find myself. I seem to have gotten a bit off track"
(360) Bribri: Uoth is already gone haha old mans still about
(361) Cy: ((oh I thought hte old man was Uoth?)
(360) Bribri: Naw he yelled Uoth TO the big guy remeber but eh =P
(360) Bribri: (no matter)
(361) Cy: ((oops...sorry...mixed that up))
(360) Bribri: "Geting lost on a night like this is pretty easy, though an half asleep old man might not be perfict for giving directions. Where are you trying to get to?"
(361) Cy: ((would Aldon's shop have a name?))
(360) Bribri: (Devins Shoes, the families last name =P)
(361) Cy: "I'm actually looking for a cobbler friend of mine...own's a shop by the name of Devin's shoes"
(360) Bribri: "... devins shoes... Devin shoes... can't say I can help you there.. the only Devins shoes this old brain can remeber is one that closed down when I was but five winters old.."
(361) Cy: "Seriously man?"
(361) Cy: (man as in the context of that day, not our slang use)
(360) Bribri: He nods ".. yes... I know no Devins shoes.. though I supose another might be around the ciyt... I don't know much Cobblers "
(361) Cy: "I believe it just be a few streets from here"
(360) Bribri: ".. Devins used to be not far from here as well,.. though the closest cobbler I know of is Souls soles, Gnome by the name of Fritz runs it"
(360) Bribri: "Though I'd think I'd at least know of a new Devins opening up near here..."
** (361) Cy ponders..."Well I think I can find my way no less. I couldn't have strayed too far. But uh, before I leave, so what do you know of my family? I mean...whats the story on the streets?" **
(360) Bribri: ".. everyone knows your familiy sir.. I'd think you'd know of the story better then I since you were in the middle of it"
(361) Cy: "True enough, I'm just wondering how the tale, you know, gets twisted from mouth to mouth"
(360) Bribri: "Don't know how twisted it was when my ears heard it.. but it should be more or less right." he says scratching his chin
(360) Bribri: "A bunch of elves from the familily tried to kidnaped the king, with the plans of replacing him with another, one of their own of course, disguised through illusion magic..."
(360) Bribri: "Of course their plan failed.... they were arrested and your familily considerd them no longer part.. there was some suspesion at the time that Faelar had a hand in it, but there was no proof"
(360) Bribri: "The Diamends investigated of course, found no proof of that at all, and everything went back to normal.. for a time anyway"
(360) Bribri: ".. you likely know this part, when you came in and showed the Spades documents and letters you had cought your mother sending... seems she was the one behind it all along.. long with other members of the familly... your poor old man didn't even known what was going on under his nose"
(361) Cy: (sorry wife)
** (361) Cy tries not to look stunned...."My mother you say, so she returned from the forests?" **
(360) Bribri: ".. returned..? What ya mean she never left.. well she did before you were born if thats what you mean"
(360) Bribri: "Course from what I hear she should of just gone back home, staying among the 'human taint' is what twisted her into anger and hate int he first place I hear"
(360) Bribri: "Well anyways with plan A foiled it with what you brought to the spades they found out she had a plan B, Hiring mercanarys, black magic, and more elves from the homeland all being shiped in, eventualy she planned to attack the city itself, figuring if she can't manipulated the 'human taint' she may as well remove us all together. No offence to you of course, I know only crazy elves think like that. Course.. with your warning the Spades and the Diamands got the drop on the whole plan, it was a hell of a fight at the House of Auvreaheal , alot of people died.. including Uoths brother who was a member of the Spades..."
(360) Bribri: "surprised you can handle this so well, ha if I was in your shoes Iw ouldn't want anyone repeating that nights events to me...."
(361) Cy: "Well its...sort of a daze you know...."
(361) Cy: "Well I uhhh thank you for your time....I think I can find my own way....I can't be but a few streets away"
(360) Bribri: he nods "A goodnight to you sir"
(360) Bribri: and the old man heads back in to get his Z's =P
** (361) Cy walks off down the street, stunned and wondering wtf is going on....hopefully he can find his way back to the store **
(360) Bribri: (we can stop here, you'll find your way back eventualy at which point you can post on the forum and hang with the others)
(361) Cy: right
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