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#485201 ZONE: The Rusty Axe

Posted by Burger Warrior on 10 July 2017 - 01:23 PM

"Which is a rather long-winded way of saying: 'just passing through'" Holli ‘clarified’ for Lydus without blinking an eye—or ceasing her damned rocking on the stool. "What about you? Been busy lately?"

 

Sticky-Fingers murmured incoherently under his breath… admittedly, mostly to zone out the damned rocking of that stupid stool and Tom’s quips. Couldn’t have found a half-decent establishment with evenly-made stools, ohhhh no…

 

Her emphasis on their partnership being temporary was not taken sourly by Lydus. Sure, the elf was a pretty thing - those cheeky pointy-ears all had good genes, it seemed - but that didn’t make her the best of company.

 

Drake mentioned something about coming from Kemhet, which perked Holli’s interest even as the elf got a drink unasked for. Lydus smirked as they spoke, quietly reaching for the mug… only to scowl as she took a sip of it. She didn’t drink! At least, not as much as Sticky-Fingers did. Hell, she didn’t ask for one-

 

"I'd like a meat-pie, too!" she called out after the raven-haired tavern wench.

 

Lydus scowled, looking around for a menu. “By the gods, you two are going to clean this place’s supply of meat out for weeks.” He pointed out. “There’s gotta be somethin’ else to eat here, right, wench?" He demanded of Yel.

 

Somethin’ cheaper, anyway...




#485174 ZONE - Rimegard

Posted by Burger Warrior on 06 July 2017 - 07:32 PM

"I suppose we do have some time while we wait for the others." She closed her notebook with a snap. "Let's go!"

 

Korvarl brightened as she agreed without argument, and he let her take the lead by a few paces before hustling after her. He was about to fist-pump in victory - yes, he was just that proud of his performance - when he noticed the heavy tread of one of the larger, bearded, northern humans. By instinct at this point, the dwarf warrior tensed.

 

"If ye don't mind," the Venator said "I would be happy tae join ye; me belly hungers fer food this early in th' mornin'."

 

Silvershield sighed, relaxing again. “‘Course I don’t mind, nordlin’. I invit’d every’ne, didn’t I?” He asked rhetorically, saving his gestures of victory for later as he followed close by Elnira.

 



#485164 ZONE - Rimegard

Posted by Burger Warrior on 06 July 2017 - 01:35 PM

Korvarl had had trouble living down the faint embarrassment of not catching that little scrawny thing ‘Mister Whiskers’ before Elnira did. Granted, he was the only one who seemed to notice that was the case, or that it was an embarrassing happenstance at all.

 

Whatever. I know it’s deservin’ of great shame!

 

Fortunately, nothing much else happened on the way to Rimegard. While the trip passed fairly quickly for him - the advantages of long lifespans, and all - the others seemed to be champing at the bit, which resolved itself into some very great impatience to get out of the city by the time they got into it. The dwarf sighed as several members of their party voice their loud opinions about such things, silencing a few others who seemed on the verge of disagreeing.

 

Korvarl, for one, wanted a beer before they went on.

 

"We have nothing to gain by staying in the city." One big, scarred-looking fellow decided. Silvershield wondered if he was insane.

 

Clearly yer all insane.” The dwarf piped up, crossing his arms as he stood before the naysayers wanting to move on. “I, fer one, am gonna have a drink. And seein’ as I have th’ map, if any o’ ye want to know were yer goin’, I suggest y’join me.” He grinned smugly, before turning on his heel and trundling into town in the hopes of finding a pub or tavern or something in-between.

 

As they - or he, anyway - wandered along, though, he realized Elnira was speaking. All at once, she had his full atten-

 

"You see, Mr Whiskers..."

 

...tion.

 

She was talking to her cat. Her decidedly uninterested cat, for that matter. "Rimegard has a fascinating blend of Achaean and Northrim culture. I read about its history but nothing beats some field research!"

 

“Uh…” Korvarl glanced around, noting the stares Elnira was receiving… but fortunately she, herself, fell silent, pulling out a notebook to start sketching. He blinked, subtly approaching the little dwarven woman to see what it was she was drawing.

 

He sighed, a tad exasperated, as it turned out to just be a building.

 

“Why dontcha jus’ come along an’ have a drink with me, lass?” He asked, leading the way again. “Th’ buildings’ll be here when next y’visit.” If we g’t through this, anyway...




#485159 ZONE: The Rusty Axe

Posted by Burger Warrior on 06 July 2017 - 11:42 AM

"I muck my boots pretty often," Drake said, taking a healthy swig of his ale. "If the mud deserves it."

 

Lydus pointedly ignored that remark as Yel finally addressed his needs… though when he was pretty sure Tom wasn’t looking, the knight received an ugly little glare. Sticky-Fingers wasn’t quite drunk enough to do it to Drake’s face, but sooner than later...

 

On that note, he asked for the menu, only to get another snide response from the nob.

 

"There's some water in the horse trough outside," Drake interjected casually. "I hear that's free."

 

“Give your tongue a break an’ have some of that, why don’t you?” Lydus snapped, his temper shortening. “Save your gold for a gladiator school or somethin’.” The Venator grumbled, turning his attention back to Yel as she spook up.

 

"We have a local ale, two coppers."  She smiled in what seemed like a customary way. But hey, it was rare for anyone to manage a smile in Lydus’s direction (especially high-an’-mighty nobs) so he took what he could get.

 

The Venator considered the price for a moment - well, he was actually considering how wise it would be to nick Tom’s purse - before shrugging and fishing a couple coppers out of his pocket, murmuring quietly to himself. “Ech, works for me.” He hugged, slapping the coins on the counter.

 

Wonder how bad ale this cheap is gonna be…?




#485145 ZONE: The Rusty Axe

Posted by Burger Warrior on 05 July 2017 - 06:56 PM

Well, the fancy one? He was as rude as it came. Lydus none-too-silently scoffed at the nob. All high an’ mighty, that one. Bet he hasn’t worked a life in his day, inheriting titles an’ stories an’ stuff. The Venator thought, getting comfortable on his rough, wooden throne while he and Tom exchanged equally frosty quips. It culminated in Sticky-Fingers’ muttered comment, which by some miracle the knight had caught.

 

Drake remarked, "Might wanna watch your tongue, friend. I thought Venatori were supposed to be respectful."

 

“An’ I thought nobs didn’t muck their boots with comm’ner mud an’ all that, but here we are.” Lydus huffed, turning to Yel as he approached.

 

He almost braced for a slap, but he figured she was too much of a pansy to even manage that. Girls these days, can’t even stand fer themselves. Not that they should, anyway.

 

"What can I get you sir?"

 

“Well that’s what I wanna know, girlie.” Lydus crossed his wiry arms. “What do ya got that’s cheap? I ain’t money-bags over here.” He grumbled, jerking a filthy thumb in Tom’s direction.

 

Bet the bastard could buy this whole place. And a frelling mansion. Damn nobs...




#485135 ZONE - Longship on the Rime

Posted by Burger Warrior on 04 July 2017 - 03:30 PM

Elnira smiled at Korvarl, filling the dishonored dwarf with a tide of warm feelings.

 

And then, quite abruptly, her face fell. Nay, it plummeted.

 

"Oh no! Where did Mr Whiskers go?"

 

Oh fer the love of the gods… Silvershield barely restrained a groan. Women.

 

Still, Korvarl sheathed his axe and followed after Elnira as she started to look around her for the cat. Evidently, it - he - had slipped away during the skirmish… to somewhere. For a boat with no crannies whatsoever, this cat had somehow managed to find one.

 

“The hel?” The dwarf grumbled, bushy eyebrows furrowing. “Where could it- er, he go?” He wondered aloud, peering beneath the rowers as the ship began moving again. It was the only place he could think of where the cat could hide...




#485133 ZONE: The Rusty Axe

Posted by Burger Warrior on 04 July 2017 - 02:30 PM

"You must have had all kinds of adventures, wandering like that."

 

“Yeah, him an’ me, both.” A new voice huffed from the door. Lydus Sticky-Fingers shuffled inside, cracking a rather crooked grin at the gorgeous knight and better-than-average lass. Eh, I could do better. He figured, shaking the dirt off his boots. Said action did nothing noticeable to the appearance of his ragged footwear.

 

If it wasn’t for his signature blue cloak, Lydus would have looked like any other bum coming off the streets of Stonebridge. Granted, the quaint little town didn’t have many of those…

 

He took the first stool he could reach, altogether too close to the pair as he sized them up. “Bu’ I can see you're both very busy so I’ll leave you to it.” Lydus added, his grin turning mischievous as he looked around… and slowly frowned, realizing no one else was working the counter.

 

“...Orrrr I’ll interrupt an’ ask for a drink. Lousy service.” The Venator murmured the last bit under his breath, sure the other two couldn’t make it out, supernatural hearing aside.

 



#485070 ZONE - Longship on the Rime

Posted by Burger Warrior on 02 July 2017 - 03:28 AM

Korvarl groaned as he was tossed to a corner of the ship, his armor scraping against the deck. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, though old discipline regimens kicked in and helped keep his limbs and extremities steady. The dwarf quickly pushed himself to his feet, whatever pain there was from the inevitable bruising all but shrugged off. The threat stood still, and loomed dangerously over Elnira…

 

Not t’day!

 

With another battlecry, Silvershield surged to his feet and charged back over, brandishing his axe as he moved in to finish the job. This monster was not going to escape if Korvarl had anything to do about it.




#485056 HELP - Special Permission

Posted by Burger Warrior on 30 June 2017 - 11:41 PM

Requesting special permission for: demonic magic. Also sort of for having a girl disguised as a boy, too? :P

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Gavia Saunio

 

 

Full Name: Gavia Saunio

Aliases: Gavin Saunus

 

Sex: Female

Race: Achaean

Birthplace: Arcadia

 

Affinity: Lightning

Deity: Nemesis

Magic: Demonic

Faction: Imperial Legion (Skirmisher, beneath Agnus the Butcher's command) - Sagittarium

 

Talents: Education (Old Achaean/High Imperial), Forbidden Lore, Marksmanship, Subtlety, Diplomacy

 

Attributes

Strength: 5

Agility: 5

Constitution: 4

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 8

Spirit: 10

Luck: 3

 

Appearance: A little on the short side of things in many ways - her height and her hair, namely - Gavia is good at being unnoticed simply because there is little about her that really sticks out, beyond her somewhat infamous last name. It also helps that she isn’t particularly shapely in any way, allowing her to blend in with other younger Legionnaires pretty effectively.

 

Inventory: Legionary Pack

-1 full set of Legionary armor (lorica segmentata; includes helmet and sandals)

-1 set of simple clothing

-1 steel gladius sword

-1 recurve bow

-30 steel-tipped arrows

-1 soulstone (empty)

-1 wooden stake

-1 set of eating utensils and small bowl

-1 set of personal hygiene utensils

-water and military rations

 

Biography:

Growing up to a relatively influential noble family in Arcadia, Gavia Saunio had few friends besides her older brother, Verno. Both were fascinated by the darker side of their home’s history, delving into it voraciously. It was unfortunate they were so good at covering their tracks, for it was this interest of theirs that led to Verno’s death and Gavia’s life-long misery.

 

A few dark discoveries and the eruption of a small rebellion found Verno heading there to… ‘interven’, so he told Gavia. A few days later Agnus the Butcher and a contingent of his Legionnaires made a brief stop to drop off Verno’s head, labeling him a mage and traitor to the Empire. Appalled, but unwilling to speak out publicly, Gavia returned to her studies with newfound vigor… and discovered some hidden notes her brother had left.

 

He really had been a mage. Well, in a way… but even with this dark secret revealed, Gavia felt no disgust or hatred for her brother; no, it was that damned commander...

 

Figuring this was her chance to get revenge for Verno’s untimely demise, the younger Saunio followed right in her brother’s footsteps, forming a contract with the demon lady Nemesis to receive unnatural powers.

 

Taking as many old scrolls and books as she could with her, Gavia ran far away from home, hiding away in Coronaria for a time as she studied, prepared… and finally searched for whom Agnus commanded. It did not take long to discover the regiment, and with little work Gavia managed to make a new identity for herself as she joined up with the Legionnaires as a Saggitarium.

 

It’s been… interesting, pretending to be a man - not to mention one of lower birth - but Gavia has had the drive to keep going… and keep getting closer to her brother’s murderer.

 

She’s kept soulstone close by just for him.

 

Campaign History:

N/A

 

Relationships:

-Saunio Family (Believe she’s dead)

-Her brother, Verno Saunio (Deceased)

-Agnus the Butcher (Superior officer and the aim of her vengeance)

 

Personality:

Gavia is easily described as ‘emo’ in modern terms thanks to her fascination with the dark arts, demons, and magic… and with how quiet she tends to be, bottling up her emotions and thoughts. She is also extremely determined, what with the memory of her brother’s severed head fresh in her mind almost all the time… and with her goal so very close. It’s actions like those committed by Agnus that have led her to believe there is no form of balance or real justice in the world, which is ultimately what led her to actively signing an agreement with a demon lord.

 

Currency:

 

Health: 20/20

Conditions: n/a




#485023 Werewolf's Art

Posted by Burger Warrior on 28 June 2017 - 07:07 PM

Ooh, Crane turned out really well! He looks so fluffeh and I wanna hug him. :3

 

Though his proportions do seem a little off, his right arm in particular sticking out to me. I think his forearm mostly seems to be the issue, with it looking a little short compared to his left one.

 

However, compared to your past couple humanoids his pose in general looks way less stiff, and you've got a lot of nice little details going on - ruffles in his clothing, buttons, his rather bulky pocket/pouch thingie, etc. - that really stick out in a good way!

 

Keep up the good work! :D




#484984 ZONE - The Skaldsong Tavern ((Delving Too Deep - START))

Posted by Burger Warrior on 23 June 2017 - 11:42 PM

Caiden confirmed this with a slight nod, though he did subtly glance in Percula's direction with mild annoyance only she could read in his eye - though she also could tell he had fully expected something like this.

 

So all he got in reply was an innocent - well slightly mischievous - grin.

 

"We've been traveling together for a while now," he clarified for Agethar's sake, though he left it at that.

 

"Really?" Agethar said, raising an eyebrow "Because he hasnae told me about ye.”

 

Saffron shrugged, lounging in her seat. “Well have you ever held a conversation with him?” She asked teasingly, nudging Caid. “It’s a miracle if I can get him to open up. Much less someone like you.” The pixie pointed out with a completely, totally innocent smile.

 

"It is understandable an' all, with me nae seein' him fer a while." he elaborated quickly  "I heard that ye and some others went off tae Artorius tae deal wid some mages o' some sort: I would'ave gone wid ye, but I was on a mission at th' time, and didnae hear about it until it was too late."

 

Percula blinked, a few particularly unpleasant flashbacks coming to mind before she shook her head slightly. “Oh, well, uh…” She glanced at Caiden briefly. “You didn’t miss much.” The pix- ahem, elf, reassured him, leaning against Caid a little. “There were sooome… unpleasant thingies. And stuff. Y’know, the usual with dealing with evil mages, right?” Saffron went on with a grin.




#484968 DragonJedi's Sketchbook

Posted by Burger Warrior on 22 June 2017 - 06:44 PM

Ooh, not bad! I especially like that shading style you use. ^^

 

However, I think just about all these guys are, uh, a tad disproportionate. At the very least I can tell their heads seem a little big on their bodies, but in a few cases (namely Caiella's) it looks like the arms are kinda long, too.

 

Your faces have some really nice details going, though, so definitely keep that up! Can't wait to see who else you draw :D




#484964 ZONE - The Skaldsong Tavern ((Delving Too Deep - START))

Posted by Burger Warrior on 22 June 2017 - 12:50 PM

Korvarl finally heard Elnira pipe up from behind him… though to his growing dismay, she seemed at the very least uncertain, if not plain uncomfortable.
 
"I umm... I think we.. I think... Why don't we all have that drink and get to know each other better." She smiled brightly. "I'm sure we have plenty in common!"
 
Silvershield was appalled. She not only wanted them all to be friends, but though he and Elisario could just… talk this out? She thought they’d have plenty in common? Korvarl slowly turned to stare at her, barely registering Allya’s speech as she cut in.
 
"That sounds like a wonderful plan to me!" Elisario replied, the corners of his mouth turned upward in a small smile.
 
He turned to Korvarl. "Can I buy you a drink, as a show of good faith? We'll be working together for Ormazd knows how long, and I would prefer to be friends rather than rivals with you."
 
The dwarf was perfectly fine with them remaining rivals, since this human couldn’t be bothered to learn his damn lesson. Before he could put that into words, however, Allya spoke again.
 
"Now that that is settled"—she cast a warning glance at Korvarl—"shall we?" she suggested, gesturing towards the bar.
 
Silvershield returned the glance with a scowl, grumbling into his beard but deciding he’d let this go… this time. Given a few liters of beer he’d be ready to bash each and every one of their stupid heads in. Show ‘em what it feels to have your pride an’ culture tossed out th’window…
 
As it was, Korvarl kept his arms cross but trailed after the other three as they approached the bar.
 
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Percula glanced up as Agethar strode over, grinning… not entirely wholesomely at the Nordling towering over her. She seemed to be preparing some cutting greeting when, much to her evident disappointment, he addressed Caid, talking - pretty much literally - over her. It didn’t help that what he said was so incredibly ironic it hurt.
 
"Good tae see that ye've joined us again," he said as he sat down next to the fellow venator and ordered himself some food. "I though I would be stuck with that other guy - Garandos - fer the rest o' th' evenin'."
 
It’s a small world… Saffron thought, tapping her fingers on the table… which left small, frozen patches.
 
Finally, Agether noticed her and asked "And who's yer friend?"
 
“Call me Perky.” She smiled, seeming polite and cheerful. “And you’re Ags, right?” Percula asked innocently. Hehehee… “Caid’s told me sooo much about you.” She added for good measure, still working away at her plate.



#484946 ZONE - The Skaldsong Tavern ((Delving Too Deep - START))

Posted by Burger Warrior on 21 June 2017 - 07:02 PM

 
 
"Mhm," Caiden replied quietly - his voice lost in the cacophony of the tavern to anyone except Percula - glancing over to them as well as he swallowed entirely too large a mouthful of food. "And other Venatori, and a Templar and Inquisitor... gods know why."
 
“Maybe they got lost trying to have a picnic?” Saffron grinned cheekily. “Now careful you taste your food a little, Caid. It deserves that much.” She couldn’t help but tease, as well.
 
He gave a nod to the waitress who'd served him before, and a glass of wine and a plate with a variety of food - including prominently a jar of fresh honey for flavoring the bread - was placed in front of Percula. The pix- elf’s stomach let out a quiet growl as she both realized how hungry she felt and how good the food looked.
 
"Told you they had nice food here," the Venator said as he shoved a handful of silver coins across the bar. "If you don't eat it all, I can finish it," he added. Given he'd already cleaned half his already oversized plate, that would have seemed unlikely, but he still hadn't slowed down.
 
That didn’t seem to surprise the elf, ahem, as she began tasting the various foods on her plate, though she did stick her tongue out at Caiden. “Oh I know you can,” Percula confirmed with a grin. “But for your information it’s been awhile since I’ve had food that you haven’t gotten to first. So mind your own plate, O Bottomless Pit.” She snickered, popping a grape in her mouth with the style and grace that befitted the race she most definitely wasn’t just pretending to be.
 
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((Gonna let Elmira say something before I continue with Korvarl :P ))
 



#484942 ZONE - The Skaldsong Tavern ((Delving Too Deep - START))

Posted by Burger Warrior on 21 June 2017 - 02:04 PM

“Now listen, Korvarl,” Elisario glared. “I was just making conversation and getting a drink. You’re quite welcome to join us. If you do, please be civil.”

 

The dwarf ground his teeth irritably, but held his ground. Surely Elmira would back him up, and together they’d take this human boy down a few inches. Surely.

 

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Shortly after Caiden returned from upstairs, a young elf lady descended, adjusting a traveling cloak before pausing at the base of the stairs. She glanced over the crowd of adventurers with some interest - and her eyes seemed to dwell on Agethar for little longer than most, a mischievous gleam in her eye - before she shifted gears and headed over to Caid, taking a seat by him. Fortunately for the waitress who’d tried flirting with him, the pix- ahem, elf had missed the attempt.

 

“I maaade it.” Percula Saffron grinned, before glancing over at the group of adventurers and their discussion. “...Wow, we sure got a mixed bag this time. Are those real, live dwarves?” She asked him quietly, seeming to take a fascination with the short, bearded folk in particular. And elves, and humans, and Aggie…