Chronicles of Roissha *Closed* Chapter Two: Into the Depths of Madness

[Eovik]

"Ah that youngster always had a spark in him." Eovik smiles warmly to himself. "Hey wait for me! and help me off the roof! ah Dammit boy get back here!" Eovik shimmies down off the roof again and starts chasing after Issac. "I'm betting ten gold I'm still a better drinker then you boy! haha" "Best to have some fun now and let the boy relax... There is going to be some troubling times ahead and with this group of random people we just met I'm not sure who I can trust yet. The three dark shifty looking ones sure don't strike me as folk I should be turning my back too anytime soon and that other artificer just seemed dark... I'll definitely have to keep my eyes on them but the priest, that hot tempered mage and and that warrior might be people who I can come to trust but for the time being I'm going to keep my guard up and my pistol ready. Who knows this venture might even benefit my research into my exo-suit and new gun and if not at least it will provide some funding for it."

 

[Dommius]

The moonlight shimmered through window into the small child's bedroom. A loud groan of wood moving below causing her to stir. She rose weary, not because of the noise but because of the nightmares that had plagued her once more. Looking around her room the shadows leapt to life in her mind, grasping for her and whispering words to her mind. She grabbed her finely stitched teddy for comfort, it did nothing for her. Still clasping the stuffed animal she left her room and began to wander the halls of her home. Perhaps her daddy would be able to keep her safe.

She noticed something was wrong as she approached his chamber however. The doors were wide open, very unlike Daddy.

"Um, Daddy? Are you awake? Daddy I had that dream again..." Her voice trailed off as she entered the room, noticing the two strange people rummaging through her fathers things. "Daddy! Wake up Daddy! The monsters are here! Help me!"

She began screaming and crying unsure of what to do. The sounds of a few armoured men could be heard from down the hall and the fat man snapped awake at his daughters screams.

"Whats going on here?" He demanded, pulling a small dagger from under his pillows. "Who are you and what do you want from us? Guards!"


Meanwhile in another part of town...

"Hey, come over here." Grunted a guard as he motioned for his partner to come inspect the scene.

"Yeah what is-- Oh my god. What the hell happened..." The other guards voice grew shallow and low. "This is what, the third one this night? Whats going on here?"

"I have no idea, whatever it is this can't be good. We should report to our lord. He won't be to happy about the situation."

"They're just thieves themselves though-"

"That's irrelevant, if we let this psycho run free whats stopping others from following suit?"

"Fine, you win again... As always."

The two guards walked away from the crime, not before pilfering what the could from the body however. They needed to eat too.

 

[The Zango]

"Ok lets-" began to say as he turned towards to door and was confronted by a scared looking little girl, he began to move to cover her mouth but it was too late.

"Daddy! Wake up Daddy! The monsters are here! Help me!"

Garrets mind began to race along with his pulse

Dutchy mansions, one door in and out of the master bedroom, have to go through main door and out of window, chances of success....

"Low.... I mean bug out!"

Garrant stuffed the contents of his hands into his pockets, a nice pearl necklace from what he had seen, pushed the little girl out of the way and belted out of the room, followed closely by Kinglet. He sprinted full pelt towards the stain glass window at the end of the hall, it had the image of some kind of saint emblazoned on it.


'Sorry but your the only way out'

He continued to run, hoping he would have enough speed and land on something soft.

He could also only hope that the mansion plan didn't deviate from the norm because if he was wrong, well, there would be a long, long fall.

 

[Dommius]

The tavern floor was crowded, a bard sang in the corner playing on his lute. The barmaids weaved through crowds with ease dropping off the ale and spirits to the patrons. The priest and warrior were sitting at the table with open slots as the two artificers enter. The other patrons are all having a good time and enjoying their ales. Your group stands out however, the most armed and gruff of the rest. Nobody cares though, the general festivities filling the air.

 

[Dommius]

The girl tumbled to the floor as the thief pushed pass her. The guards chasing him drawn, crossbows drawn and taking aim.

"Halt!" Shouted one of the men as he let fly a bolt, narrowly missing Garrant and sinking into the wall. The guard began to load another bolt as he charged forward. Another bolt flew from the other guards crossbow grazing the thieves thigh as he leapt through the window.

 

[The Zango]

*SMASH*

Garrant propelled himself through the window just as a bolt grazed his leg, it didn't matter as he had already made the jump and as he was glad to find out, the roof of the lords game-keeper house was rapidly approaching to break his fall. He hadn't made it out completely unscathed, a large shard of glass dug into his right shoulder and his face had many, many shiny looking scratches covering it.

He landed on the roof of the house with a thud, rolled and turned to see Kinglet sailing through the air after him, once landing repeating the same process as he had and coming to rest next to him.

No words were exchanged as they fled from the roof, leaping over the boundary wall and to the freedom that lay beyond. Once they were on the ground, Garrant instructed Kinglet to find him tomorrow at the alley and as he began to turn he hesitated slightly, he turned one last time to speak to Kinglet before sprinting off into the night.

"Be careful right?"

And with that they were gone, dissipated into the night, where Kinglet would go, Garrant had no-clue but he was sure she'd be careful and heed his training, she always impressed him that way.

And so Garrant sprinted through the narrow alleys of the town, doubling back and decreasing his speed with each turn until, when he was sure he was alone, he settled into a relaxed, yet aware, walk. He continued this way for hours, stopping and listening for signs of pursuit but always finding none.

Finally he made his way back to the inn that he had booked himself into for the night, under a fake name of course, and to not arouse suspicion, he entered the room as he had exited it earlier that night, climbing up using various window ledges and the like as hand holds until he reached his window, he noiselessly opened the window and slid inside, shutting it behind him once more and exhaling as he did so.

He sat at the provided desk and emptied the contents of his pockets onto it for inspection, not a bad haul really, rings, necklaces and many shiny things, all would fetch a good price outside of town.

He continued looking over the loot for the rest of the night, until in the early hours of the morning he succumbed to sleep, slumping over on the desk and resting his head on his arms. HIs last thoughts as he drifted off were of Kinglet, hoping she had made it away safely.

'She's a professional, she's safe, she's....'

"Safe"

 

[Issurru]

Isaac finally walks into the bar, a big grin on his face "I haven't got a rush like that in a long time, I kinda miss it" he whispers to himself. After taking a look around the bar Isaac notices two of the men that were at the "meeting" I wonder what their like, well I guess there's only one way to find out I guess. Isaac then takes a few careful strides, ducking under a few of the barmaids arms and dodging the flailing arms of a few of the other patrons. Isaac gracefully grabs an empty chair from one of the tables and sets it by the glorious golden man. And then waves his hand to one of the serving girls so he can get himself a well needed drink

 

[crewman_number_6]

Fitzgerald looked around the lively hall, it was a scene fitting a tale of old. He saw some choice barmaids, but decided not to pursue."Nailos, I have no idea where they are, probably preparing for whatever comes, but let us not sit here wondering, the world is so perilous out there that we cannot waste a merry scene like this." He ordered another ale from one of the choiceier barmaids. He then sees a man from the meeting walk up to him," hail freind, what be your name and why do you choose to sit here with us on this glorious night? I am Fitzgerald the Suitably Amazing, and may I know yours?"

 

[Issurru]

Isaac looks at Fitzgerald, slightly taken aback by his openness to introduce himself. "My name is Isaac, glad to meet you Sir. Fitzgerald" Isaac says with a kind smile on his face. "I decided It would be good to get to know my fellow adventurers seeing as how we'll be travelling together for awhile, and what better way to do that then over a nice cold drink? And who might that be?" Isaac asks as he motions his head over towards Nailos

 

[Dommius]

Spoiler: OOC

Just as a heads up then inn in this small village is the only real inn in town. Seeing as its small.

 

[Eovik]

Eovik upon reaching and entering the Inn sees Issac just sitting down with the big man and the priest from the meeting early in the night and approaches them. "Ha you've gotten faster Issac I can't keep up to you in the slightest.. but I can still beat ya when it comes to drinking! And you there big feller what be your name? and can you give me a boost up? none of these taverns ever seem to have bar stools made for a dwarf haha! and aye be that the priest from earlier tonight as well? ah what be a man of the cloth doing in a place like this? Ah no matter it has been a long night and everyone deserves a bit of a respite and forgive me I'm Eovik, Eovik Ashhand."

 

[crewman_number_6]

"It is unusual to see a man of stone in a place such as this. I am Fitzgerald the Suitably Amazing, I wonder why you have come to this place, and for what reason you join us." Fitzgerald noticed that Barmaids were looking at him and whispering to each other, his hair draped along his back as a golden waterfall that shimmered from the hearth's light. seems my charms work without my whims thought Fitzgerald

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos colloects his thoughts to get the two newcomers, "Well Eovik and Issaic, my name is Nailos and there is no law in my abby against having a drink every now then." Feeling like he came off rather insulting Nailos decided to try and salvage the night, "How about I buy the first round friends?"

 

[crewman_number_6]

"and let the second round be on me" said Fitzgerald leting out a hearty laugh, remembering that soon he would be put on a quest he might never return from.

 

[Eovik]

"Nailos is it? well you be a good man if ye be buying the first drink!" Eovik smiles warmly at the priest. "And Fitzgerald the Suitably Amazing?" Eovik whistles low. "Well Fitzy I be traveling the world looking for new Magitek inventions and for elementals to power my own creations. You see this craft is my life's work and I plan to create some of the most advanced magitek weaponry and inventions the world has ever seen! Ah but those are just dreams and there is cold ale to be drank."

 

[crewman_number_6]

"To life" toasted Fitzgerald,"and however longer we get to live it." He said the traditional toast one says before going on a life endangering quest. He clanked his tankard against those of the others at the table.

 

[Issurru]

"To life" Isaac says echoing Fitzgerald's voice as he clanks his tankards with those of the new friends around him. "If you don't mind my asking though, why do you adventure? Do you fight for something simple, or is there a grander reason why you fight?" Isaac says after taking a few swigs of his drink, with a curious look on his face

 

[Dragon_of_red]

Trace had spent a reasonable time with his party. He had talked with all of them, said his goodbyes for the time being, and had plenty to drink. Luckily the plans of his departure have always been in place, in case a call came on him, so they all knew their roles.

After more partying by him, he over heard the 'To life' toast. He looked over there, but had to squint slightly due to his drunken nature. But he eventually realized who they were. He broke into a small stride, hopeful that he would reach them relatively quickly. What he did not take into account was the amount of alcohol he had already consumed.

Each step was staggered, hitting table and chairs every few steps, but he made it to the group without much mishap. Even though he was drunk, normal people knew of him as the feisty battle mage leader of the Templars, so they stood as far away as possible. He made it to the group, and began to talk in a slurred version of his regular voice, "Now, How are yee this fine evaning?" he asked them, sure that he was fine.

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos acknowlged Trace and his blantanly apparnt drunken stupor. "Were fine Trace it was nice of you to join us, you seem quite.. Umm ill perhabs you should lay down?"

 

[Dragon_of_red]

"Nah. I'll be right!" Trace said obviously to loudly. "Me and the Templars ware just having fun. Wud you guys like to join os?" he offered, beckoning his hands in a wide motion, accidentally knocking over some drinks.

<spoiler=OOC>It's quite difficult to write drunkinly...