Tales of the Bard

[TearsoftheWorld]

Dungeons and Dragons type story, so we're going to need some adventurers. The finer details of character creation won't be implimented here, so just post a description of your character and we can start. In order for this work, we'll need a decent amount of players for both the party and NPC/Antagonists.

Character requirements: Name, Age, Race, Height, Weight, Armour-Weapons, Background info, etc.

Name: Lily Silverstream
Age: 210
Race: Elf
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 119 lbs.
Armour: Ornate Dragonscale (Fitted)
Weapon: Griffon Longbow (Ranged), Longsword

Lily had first started off her path as a cleric, hoping one day to become a priestess. But soon the appeal of traveling struck a cord, and she found compelled to go off in search of adventures. She had heard of the many human cities, the ingenuity and cunning of the Gnomes, the stonework of the Dwarves, and even of the barbaric regions of the world. She was quick to jump at the chance to explore, but her small minded ambitions came crashing down one day, as her hunting party was savagely attacked and wiped out by a raiding group of half-orcs and humans.

Lily Silverstream is one of the noble Elves of the world, and it shows. Golden hair adorns her head, and falls delicately upon her shoulders. Her skin is lightly tan, and her eyes are a light blue, almost turquoise. She has a very fair face, with no blemishes at all. She has a strong body, that of a fighter. But she also has a sumptuous body, with large breasts (36DD), and a shapely ass. Unfortunatly for her, her recent bout left her with a very fragile memory.

Lily usually wears fitted Dragonmail, the chestpiece is lowcut to expose her cleavage and stomach, the leggings cover her entire legs, and she wears a draped cloak. Her sword usually rests in its scabbard, and her bow is usually in hand.

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Her eyes opened slowly, the sight of a wooden ceiling greeting her. Her vision was blurred slightly as she woke up, but soon everything came into focus. She sat up in bed, the warm blankets falling off her as she looked around the room. Next to her bed was a small table, contents ranging from fresh food to a glass of water, and a small candle. Her body was wrapped in what seemed to be a fresh overshirt and, as she checked, her lower body in comfy pants. Her arm ached, and she slowly undid the white linen bandages that covered most of her arm. There were no visible wounds, so she guessed she had been nursed for quite some time. She let her head droop slightly, it too hurt.

"Ugh, where am I." she asked outloud.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm MacDonald

Name: Malcolm MacDonald
Age: 50
Race: Human
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: 230 Pounds
Hair: Salt and Pepper Black, with a Black Beard also Salt and Peppered
Eyes: Startling Blue
Armour: Elven Chainmail and Robes
Weapons: "Malaki" A intelligent Long Sword of the N/G allignment, which matches his own. 2 Daggers, and a Long Bow (Ranged)
Equipment: Bag of Holding, Backpack, clothes on his back, Spellbook, Tent, Quiver of Ehlonna, his boots are of the Elven kind spelled to be silent.
Familiar: A rude talking Gecko named Bacon

Malcolm is a War Wizard of some renown. He trained under Blackstaff Arunson, and some of the Seven Sisters. He has followed the teachings of the Goddess of Magic all his life, and is out travelling the realms on adventure right now. He owes his Elven items do to helping out the Priestesses of Ellistrae against a nasty Underdark invasion from the Drow of their Temple under Waterdeep. He strives to become one of Mystras Chosen at some time in the future, but he knows that it is something that he needs to earn, not just be given.

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(Now to get him where Lilly is, I'm assuming that they aren't in Faerun, so I will have him be there in other ways.)

Malcolm had woke up to a splitting headache in a unknown room that he knew he wasn't in the night before.

What he did find was a sleeping elven female in the bed, and wondered how they got there. When she woke up, he called out to her in Elvish, "I don't know where you are, but we're not in Faerun anymore." He grinned at her and noticed that their stuff was still there. "Names Malcolm, and I think one of the gods or godesses out there are trying to get us to do something for them."

 

[DrStein]

Name: Gabriel "Shadow" Thanic
Age: 20
Race: Human
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 158 lbs.

Equipment: Gabriel travels light, carrying only his travelling clothes and supplies, armor, and daggers. His armor is black studded leather with a heavy Gothic and skull motif. He dresses in blacks and greys with a coat with a leather mantle that lifts the fabric up in pointed ends. He wears a wide-brimmed hat at all times and a fingerless glove over his left hand. His daggers are curved and single-edged with polished bone handles.

Background: Gabriel was born with no father to an apothecary in a secluded mountain community where superstition ruled. He was born with a forboding omen: on his left palm was a birthmark in the shape of The Mark of Blood. The villagers didn't want to kill the child of their beloved apothecary who had died in childbirth, but they also didn't want this dark event to linger in their village. They chose to send the child to a monastery where it was hoped the monks could undo whatever evil had been wrought upon the infant.

As Gabriel grew among the scholarly monks, he also grew into his powers. He wielded magic unlike anything the monks had seen before, but his powers obviously originated in darkness and malevolence.

Despite it all, Gabriel never seemed to bear anyone any ill will. His studies revealed to him that there were others out there like him. All of them gained their powers when touched in the womb by some dark entity. Gabriel decided to set out into the world and master his powers so that he may one day find his "father"... and kill him.

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Gabriel sat quietly in the small boarding house he was staying at before passing out of the village. The place was quaint, and like many other places he had stayed before. His long, wavy raven tresses were bound in a loose ponytail right now, exposing the entirety of his darkly handsome face. He truly was a stunning man, but in the way of a forbidden fruit.

He was meditating now. Looking inside of himself to further master his dark powers. The good people of this household had taken him in after he used his talents to vanquish a revenant that had been prowling the area. Though he knew there was more evil afoot. He didn't ask if the other travellers that this kind family had taken in and nursed were attacked by what he knew was out there... and it wasn't really his business anyway.

Gabriel hadn't told them the truth of his powers. The proper term for one such as he in the community of spellcasters was "warlock." But the people here knew no one from those circles, so he was able to very easily pass himself off as a mage with an affinity for the color black.

The lady of the house brought out a large steaming bowl of soup and set it before Gabriel, rousing him from his meditation. He smelled a misture of vegetables and rabbit, and was too thankful for a hot meal to let the woman know she had interrupted him. "Thank you." His voice was like steel on silk, soft and low with a smoothness that could both seduce and intimidate at his will.

"You're very welcome, Shadow," she answered pleasantly, calling Gabriel by the name he had given the villagers. "If you'll excuse me, I must see to our other guests." With that she left the room.

He sat a moment before starting on his meal, idly wondering what the other guests in the household would be like.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

OOC: Thanks for joining, it'll be awesome to get some good playing in. Still in need of more characters, so don't hesistate to join in the fun =)
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(IC)
"I don't know where you are, but we're not in Faerun anymore. Names Malcolm, and I think one of the gods or godesses out there are trying to get us to do something for them."

Lily strained herself to look up at the stranger next to her. In her daze she thought she was alone, but his presense was something she could not ignore. With her first glance she took in his appearance, a fairly decent looking male, with mixed color hair and a beard, also the same mixed colors. As the rest of the room came into focus she looked into his eyes, and they were a deep blue. He had a smile on his face.

She let her arms rest on her lap ontop of the blankets they shared, and she drooped her aching head again. Her eyes stared at the plain coverings, the quilted patterns melted in her brain. She scratched at the fabric. She didn't really care if she was sharing a bed, although that wasn't something she'd normally accept.

"Faerun... I don't know..." she trailed off. That name did not ring a bell, and she could hardly recall anything. All she knew was that her body was tired, although she gathered she had plenty of time to rest. She lifted her head and stared at the open doorway, the smell of food invaded her nose. Her stomach growled slightly.

"I'm hungry." she noted. Her head moved around the room to see if she could recognize anything. Daylight filled the room, and poured into the hallway.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm looked at her and smelled the food also. "Well let's go get something to eat then, your not the only one that's hungry. Do you speak Common (English)?"

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

"Well let's go get something to eat then, your not the only one that's hungry. Do you speak Common"

Lily nodded her head.

"Yes, I can speak it." she said in Common. Once again she looked towards the doorway, and her gaze percieved the stairwell. She lifted the sheets off her body and moved herself sideways, facing away from Malcolm. She set her feet on the non-carpeted floor and set herself up. She stood there for a moment before stretching. Her body had started to relax slightly, apparently tense from being restless for so long.

She walked over to the window and stared outside over the village. It wasn't a booming town, more like a quiet settlement. It was peaceful. She turned back to Malcolm.

"I'm going downstairs then." she said in Common again. She was about to head out when a woman stopped by to check on them. Lily asked a few questions as to why she was here, but she didn't recieve many answers. Only that she was brought in and was ordered to be nurtered to health. As the woman left, Lily glanced over her shoulder at Malcolm.

"Will you be joining downstairs?" She asked.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm smiled and nodded. "Yep be right there. Come along Bacon, breakfast time."

Bacon came scurrying out from under the covers and up onto Malcolms shoulder blinking his eyes at them as he walked over to her. He had grabbed his stuff, just to make sure, unknown area and all.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Lily turned and left the room. She found the stairwell easily enough, small hallway. The stairs had some manner of covering, but not much. The smell of food became stronger as she worked her way downstairs, and she was still wearing the clothing that someone had put on her. She figured her armour was either upstairs or in storage.

As she came downstairs she was met by the caretaker again, who had told her she had a place ready for eating. Her finger pointed to a decent size table that was occupied by one person, a man that Lily gathered was a passerby. Lily nodded as she made her way over. How would she talk to the man? Malcolm, Lily noted, also made his way over.

"I do not mean to disturb you, but I was told to come sit and eat." She said in as pleasant a voice as she could muster. Her throat strained to talk, so she hoped some warm liquid would settle that.

 

[DrStein]

Gabriel looked up from his soup at the two who had come into the room. His eyes were an unusual rusty color. Not quite brown, but not red either. The exact hue seemed to change as he moved them. "You must be the other guests. My name is Shadow."

His every movement was very slow and calculated, and his eyes moved back and forth between his two new companions at the table, studying them carefully.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm looked the man over and nodded. "Good morning stranger, I am Malcolm, it is a pleasure to eat with you today." He smiled as he sat down and waited his food.

Bacon looked at him with a smirk. "Yah, good to see you, look at the pretty elf, she a real looker. Yah Yah. Heh Heh Heh."

Malcolm just shook his head at Bacon, and fed him a piece of bacon that was just sat there. "Please don't mind my friend here, he can be annoying at times."

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Lily avoided eye contact with the man, as her gaze glanced at the assortment of food on the table. She sat down in a chair and wondered what she would eat first.

"You must be the other guests. My name is Shadow."

Lily had at that point a piece of bread in her mouth, so she tried to quickly chew it and swallow it (at the same time) which resulted in her choking slightly before washing it down.

"Please excuse me," she said after a breath. "I am Lily" she finished before scarfing down some more food. Her stomach compelled her to munch down on a good deal, and she finally settled down. She finally let her eyes connect with Shadows before she smiled, even giggling after the strange creature had his bit.

"I do not mean to press, but have you any idea where I am?" Lily asked Shadow.

 

[DrStein]

"I wasn't really paying attention to the roadsigns. All I know is that I'm going west to the coastal city, Angria, a few days from here." He spoke very slowly, slower than he had to. It was a product of his upbringing in the monastery, but it made some people a little nervous. He was never in any rush to do anything, and couldn't understand why some people insisted on rushing through their words and actions.

"How did you come to be here?"

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

"Oh," she said. She tried to grasp at the name Angria, but it just evaded her.

"Hmmm?" she said lightly, snapping out of her futile attempts. "I don't remember." she frowned. "I only woke up recently, and well. I don't know much of anything, just my name and the pain my body is experiencing right now."

She chewed on some more food, and washed it down with some more drinks.

"So Angria is west of here?"

 

[DrStein]

Gabriel raised a brow and looked at the two of them. "There's something very odd going on here. Neither of you have any manner of dress I'm familiar with..."

He sighed and decided to continue that line of questioning later. "To answer your questions, we are in the Fang Mountains. And yes, Angria is about three days west on foot. This valley is one of the few places with workable farmland and woods throughout the mountain range. While passing through, I've agreed to clear out a troublesome presence. As to what it is, your guess is as good as mine."

Gabriel stood up and untied his ponytail, briefly shaking out his raven mane. He began to put on his leather armor, coat, hat, and dagger belt. "I'm going out for a look around," he said to the owners of the house. "I'll be back soon."

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Gabriel raised a brow and looked at the two of them. "There's something very odd going on here. Neither of you have any manner of dress I'm familiar with..."

"Oh," Lily blushed. "These aren't my usual clothing. I think I was dressed in these while I was being tended too. I have my..." but he had cut her off.

"To answer your questions, we are in the Fang Mountains. And yes, Angria is about three days west on foot. This valley is one of the few places with workable farmland and woods throughout the mountain range. While passing through, I've agreed to clear out a troublesome presence. As to what it is, your guess is as good as mine."

Lily nodded, taking in what he said and trying to picture the images. She watched as Shadow stood up from his seat and began to tend to his affairs. He gave her the idea to get dressed herself, so when he left she too arose from her seat. She smiled at Malcolm and said she would be back downstairs after a few moments. With that she headed up the stairwell back to her room, and looked for her items. She found in the warddrobe her belongings, and she began outfitting herself.

She took her shirt off her body, and found her undergarments. She clipped her bra, and piddled around for her breastplate. She fingered the designs on it, picking at the scratches that lined parts of it. She tried to remember what happened, but she couldn't.

She put on the ornate breastplate, the color of which was almost crimson and outlined with gold. It was lowcut, so it exposed a good amount of her cleavage, and came to a V at the bottom, just barely above her belly button. She put on her shoulderprotectors next, and strapper her leggings on. Around her body was an intricately designed cloak, obviously Elven in creation. With her sword strapped to her side, she searched for her quiver and bow.

Her bow was her pride. It was made specifically for her, fashioned from the rarest of wood. It's string was strong, and with her strength became a formidable ranged weapon. After all was said and done, Lily descended the stairs in the regalia that she was most likely found in. She looked like a skilled fighter, proud and noble. She smiled at Malcolm who was still sitting at the table. Shadow was nowhere to be seen.

 

[DrStein]

Gabriel hadn't gone far. Not more than forty paces from the house, he had found evidence of something that had passed by in the right. He knelt to the ground, carefully examining a track in a soft patch of soil. It wasn't terribly distinct, but it was clearly from no ordinary animal. The track had visible claw marks, so it couldn't have been a big cat. And it was too long to be a wolf.

He stood up again and moved to the treeline a few yards away. He found depressed foliage in several places, a sign that something had been sitting there and waiting for a time. None of this surprised Gabriel. The local hunters had reported finding similar signs over the last few months.

One thing was clear. Whatever was out there... was intelligent.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm looked at them and nodded. 'It is a pleasure to meet you Shadow, I am Malcolm." He then turned to Lilly and wondered something. "I have never heard of Angria nor the Fang Mountains either, but I can still feel the pressence of my goddess here, so I know that she is of this realm." He smiled at her and got up, pulling his Elven Chain Mail armour out of his bag, and placing it on his broad shoulders. Lilly would recognize it as being Elven Chain, and a nice set of it. He also put on his sword, daggers and bow, along with his quiver that seemed to not have many in it, but that was the magic behind the quiver.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

"I have never heard of Angria nor the Fang Mountains either, but I can still feel the pressence of my goddess here, so I know that she is of this realm."

Lily nodded to him, and looked towards the door as Malcolm stood up. She watched him as he began to dress himself in his own armour, and it didn't seem to be that bad a set. It was Elven, but she felt proud in her own unique suit.

"Your quiver is fairly empty. Is there a weaponsmith around here for which to buy more arrows?" I asked.

"Oh, maybe we should check on Shadow then. He wandered off outside." I added.

 

[dragonrazor]

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Name: Kosuko Silverin
Age: 25
Race: human (possessed right arm)
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 150 pounds
Armour: mythril bodysuit over leather clothes
Weapon: small throwing daggers (kunai knives), curved singlebladed sword(katana), throwing stars

Bio: Kosuko's right arm has been possessed by what he thinks is a demon. He travels the world seeking a cure for his curse. He recently rescued an elvish woman from a raiding party, along with one other. He then left, vanishing into the night to try to find a way to end his possession, but has just returned to the place where he left the two.


OOC: how's that?


Kosuko jumped down from the tree branches near an inn. He looked around, then walked to the door and opened it slowly. He stepped into the warm, cozy building and looked around, trying to spot the two he had rescued. He brushed off the concern of the innkeeper, and then headed into the small dining room/bar that sat off to the side. He sat down at a table, and took a few deep breaths. "I hope those two are alright. The woman was hot, even if she was an elf. I wonder if she might have a clue as to how to get this removed." With that, he looked at the slightly glowing marks in his right arm, trailing up his shoulder. He couldn't even begin to decipher the text, but he was fairly certain it was a demon that had possessed him. He sighed, then put his arm under the table, and looked up.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

My attention was averted for a second as the door opened leading into the inn at the opposite end of the building. My eyes glanced up and looked someone who I had never seen before. He had tribal markings over his body, and at first I didn't feel comfortable. He even spurred the lovely keepers as he went to sit down near the fire. The glow of the fire illuminated his markings... or was that a natural glow. I shook my head and looked back.

"So what are we to do?" I asked Malcolm, wondering where his mind had run off to.

 

[dragonrazor]

Kosuko's ears twitched slightly. It was that sort of twitch that you get when you hear a voice that sounds familiar, or when you're being watched. He looked up, then looked around, trying to figure out who was watching him. Finally, his eyes settled on the very elvish woman he was looking for, complete with her escort. He noticed her avert her eyes, and shrugged, then waited a moment, before standing up. He walked slowly over to them, then stopped a few moments away. "Good to see you awake."

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

My eyes glanced back up at the man who was a lot closer than he was before. Our eyes met and felt my heart race, like you afraid of something. But he spoke up:

"Good to see you awake."

My head tilted slightly. What did he mean by that, is he confusing me with someone else?

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" I asked. I glanced down to see if Malcolm knew but he shrugged.

 

[dragonrazor]

Kosuko smiled, then turned his attention to studying the man. He had the sense of a warrior, as the woman did. That was interesting, he thought. He turned back to the woman, and bowed. "We haven't met, yet. But I brought you back here after dealing with those halforcs and halfelves. Odd that they would be working together." He stretched, then looked at the fireplace, studying the flames a moment before turning back to her.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm smiled at Lily and shook his head. "Don't worry about how many arrows I have in this quiver, it has it's own abilities. It's a Quiver of Ehlonna. (Magical Quiver that never runs out of regular arrows as long as their is at least one in it.) I'm sure you have heard of them."

 

[DrStein]

Gabriel slowly made his way back to the house. He wanted to see if the others were well. Going up against cunning opponents alone was a certain deathwish.

When he arrived, he found another young man had joined them. Gabriel walked up to the group without saying a word, his footfalls silent. He said nothing to the newcomer. He slowly turned his eyes down to look at the man's arm for a moment. He slowly looked back up and made eye contact. It seemed like forever before he spoke again. "You have my sympathies," he practically whispered in a very knowing voice.