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« on: June 08, 2019, 10:17:18 am »
Khrom picks up a archers belt from the shop.
previous credit- 1130tr
Archers belt- 1756tr lens value
Trues left in chest - 626tr
Remaining balance- 0tr
« on: June 05, 2019, 08:55:29 pm »
Khrom previous credit: 2230tr
Khrom drops off an Iron Great Sword - 2100tr
Total Credit: 4330tr
Khrom picks up:
Iron Battle Axe - 2020tr
Iron Heater Shield- 1668tr
Khrom drops off 368tr in the chest
Credit remaining :642tr
As the newly form group, who fondly call themselves the Crimson Tide, part ways after a successful journey through parts around Center helping folk and reminding monsters to stay far away from any settlement. Now a new dawn approaches and Khrom again sends out word and call for aid for a new journey around Hempstead and and the port city itself. He posts some notices around Center and in the Angels Guild and Saddlebag shops
"Calling all Crimson Tide and any others strong body adventures to venture around Port Hempstead helping folks in need and to fill our pockets with coins. As always bring yer on ale!"
-Meeting in Port Hempstead fields on 6/4/2019 830pm edt.
-Looking for character lvl's 6-9, but lower levels would always be welcomed.
« on: May 29, 2019, 10:53:52 pm »
Khrom drops off some items to the shop keeper for credit:
5 purple mushrooms = 250tr
Exceptional ring of endurance= 8280tr
Khrom then purchases:
Bronze Fullplate - 3420 tr
Boots of Striding +1 - 1440tr
Lesser gloves of the ogre - 1440tr
Khrom drops off 612tr to the keep.
Credit remaining :2230tr
Something stirs below the town of Center and the townsfolk look to the new faces moving about town for aid. A rough scrawled notice is posted in the inn and trade hall:
Lookin fer folk good wit a blade te help chop up some critter in de crypts! bring ye own mead! Ain't sharing mione!
*Looking to start up a group of first level characters to adventure around the world once or twice a week, as long as our schedules don't conflict. We will start in Center*
**Will try and start around 8:30pm edt and hopefully finish up around 12:00am edt
« on: January 16, 2019, 08:50:15 pm »
Celador could and take over running the Saddlebag. Him and Caly were in relationship before me and the player took a break and it would make sense that he took over running it.
if it were to happen, Celador would need to leave the Angels guild of course. Which currently he is an inactive member.
I would hate to see the shop fade away.
We've covered your body!
We've put weapons in your hand!
We've penned magical scrolls, just for you!
Now, let us inside!
The Angel's Guild proudly announces the opening of the Apothecary Corner! Located at the Guild Shop in Port Hempstead Fields!
**Please note that potions and kits are Trues only, no barter or Angel's credit to be used.**
Healing Kits: (Please note that kits are sold by Single / Stack of 10 / Stack of 50)
Light Healing Kit- 2tr / 28tr / 140tr
Moderate Healing Kit- 33tr / 330tr / 1,655tr
Serious Healing Kit- 133tr / 1,325tr / 6,625tr
Critical Healing Kit- 200tr / 2,000tr / 10,000tr
Healing Potions: (Please note that potions are sold by Single / Stack of 10 / Stack of 50 except for Heal Potions, which are sold Single/ Stack of 10)
Light Healing Potion- 5tr / 55tr / 285tr
Moderate Healing Potion- 42tr / 430tr / 2,150tr
Serious Healing Potion- 165tr / 1,650tr / 8,250tr
Critical Healing Potion- 400tr / 4,000tr / 20,000tr
Heal Potion- 1,000tr / 10,000tr
Bulls Strength Potion- 200tr
Cats Grace Potion- 200tr
Eagles Splendor Potion- 200tr
Owls Wisdom Potion- 200tr
Fox Cunning Potion- 200tr
Bears Endurance Potion- 200tr
Invisibility Potion- 600tr
Speed Potion- 600tr
Antidote Potion- 500tr
Lesser Restoration Potion- 500tr
Clarity Potion- 600tr
Barkskin Potion- 500tr
Death Armor Potion- 500tr
Lore Potion- 500tr
Would it be possible to add a recipe on the bakers oven for cake? We have pies bread, but, no cake. *sad face*Suggested recipe:Wheat Flour x3Cow's milk x1Eggs x2Sugar x3Salt x1Butter x1(could possibly add different types of fruits nuts to have a variety) x6 Maybe have it around where a level 8 cook could start making it?
Tobias lays in bed, eyes unfocused and distant. The elf next to him resting peacefully for now but, it wasn't one of her good days. Really there hasn't been many of the good ones in the last month. He blinks rapidly and leans over and kisses her softly on the forehead before sliding out of the bed. He combs his hair back with his hands tying up his hair back in a ponytail and quickly dresses.. Tobias glances back and looks over the sleeping elf , the words she spoke that night still haunting him.. " I don't know you.." Those simple words have brought so much fear to him as he truly doesn't know himself or what he stands for. Hells, he doesn't even know what he wants.. No. that's not true he told himself.. he wants to be with her but, what can he offer her? His love? His fears? A future? She deserves more, so much more.. He shakes his head and heads to the basin of water on the table and dips his hands in the water and splashes some on his face and looks up in the mirror.. He exhales. "Who the hells are you Toby..." He smirks at that.. even his name isn't real.. One lie on top of another.. So many lies and now he even doesn't know what to believe.
Doesn't she deserve to know everything? He tells her that he wants her to let him in and to share her fears and yet.. is he willing to let her in? He knows she senses that he is hiding something but, it's hard for him to say for even to this day it still brings back strong emotions that he is unsure he is ready to face..
It's strange concept for him to open up and become vulnerable. For so long he has worn this mask and maybe it's too late for it ever to be removed. In not telling her how he feels for her, maybe it's not only to respect her boundaries as he knows she is still struggling with so much pain and uncertainty but, it's also a way for him not to face the truth. And he doesn't know where he stands in her heart.. How can he step forward and confess everything only to be refuted. He did that once before and it left him broken and he sees it happening again with her..So he will build his wall.. and ask her to tear hers down.. His heart tells him to give love a chance but, his brain is telling him no, not yet..let her say it first, for if she doesn't then you can put on another mask and smile and tell her you will still be her friend. And slowly he can step away and let another fill the void he could not..
And how does she feel for Nym? There is a deep history there he knows.. The short time he spent with them he could sense that they care for each deeply but, they are from two different worlds yet they lean on each other for a chance at redemption. What right does he have to get in the way of that? Nym is his friend even if the feeling isn't mutual. He would gladly fight beside him and assist him with whatever he could..Should he stand aside and let Zarianna and Nym's story play out? Wouldn't a friend do that? Tobias shakes his head confused and unsure of what to do and his mind fills with doubt. What if she chooses Nym? Could he handle that rejection?
Tobias frowns slightly. Rejection... an old friend and he knows how to greet it and tuck it away behind a warm smile and a joke or two. There it will find a home and reinforce his wall. Still as he looks back over her sleeping figure finally at peace from the long day of pain and being sick, he promised and will not leave, can't break her heart..
Gods!.. Break his so she can love again.. He is willing to make that sacrifice. Darkness and loneliness are things he can endure and has endured for so many years.. But, to see her in that place tears at his soul. Maybe.. just maybe if he could help her out of the blackness. Perhaps there would be a way out for him as well.. He can hold out a hand and try to pull her up but, in doing so would he tumble further in to the void?
He lets out a sigh and rubs his fingers through his hair, searching for an answer on what to do. His hands shake steadily as he continued to search for an answer on what he should do.. He was so scared to let her in. To let her know everything and to be completely vulnerable.. He walks over to her side of the bed and strokes her hair gently. Time.. what he told himself, just more time to decide what to do.. He couldn't bear it to lose her even if he knows he has already lost her. He could at least enjoy the dream of having her, the hope of her loving him.. But, soon he knew that the dream would end and eventually he would have to open his eyes and face the truth. Love is a dangerous game and he feared the cards would always be stacked against him.
He adjusts his mask and wipes a single tear away from his cheek and flashes a false smile. There.. he told himself.. perfect...
On the continent of Alindor in the city of Mariners Hold, there lies a majestic inn where are story takes place.
A wooden sign can be seen over the doorway, it reads "The Silver Buckle". As you enter, your eyes are greeted with a wondrous sight; A huge auditorium, in the center is a stage and elaborate tables and chairs are arranged neatly in front of the stage for the customers enjoyment. As you look left you see a small yet elegant lounge with a roaring fireplace. As you glance back to your left you can see a elegant bar all made of the finest mahogany. Past the bar, are the guest chambers, where our story begins..
A middle aged male sits at a desk his elbow on the top of the desk made of cherry and his head propped on his hand snoring lazily. The room is luxurious and lavish. Along with the desk is a armoire of mahogany, chest of drawers of oak and a cozy bed with feathered pillows. A pixie sits on the bed regarding the male. She shakes her head with a subtle giggle. "Only my mage would sleep on a desk rather than a bed.."
A sound from outside the hall can be heard. She pauses to listens to the sound but, she can't make it out the sound clearly over the rumblings of the sleeping mage. She curses softly and takes to the air, her wings rapidly beating behind her.
"I wonder if it's him?" she thinks to herself as her heart beats faster with elation. She fiddles with the door trying to get it open.
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Celador enters the Moraken’s tower carrying a large box under on arm and a bucket of water in his hand grumbling about the weight. He nods to the old wizard and continues toward the alchemy table. As he reaches the table Lynessa, his familiar, zips into the tower cursing “Celador Blackleaf! You son of a troglodyte! Why do you always try and seek that damnable cat after me!? It got my boot!” she says as she points to her left foot which indeed is missing a boot. Celador hides his grin as he sets down the bucket of water and dips a beaker into it filling it with water. “His names Fluffy, and you could do with a bit of exercise.. You really should be thanking me.”
He turns toward the pixie hiding his mirth. “You will be the only pixie I know that has combat training.” Lynessa growls at the mage “Combat training!? Is that what you call it!?. You’re as thick as a giant! That thing could’ve killed me!” Celador scoffs as he lights burner and setups the beaker of water over the flame. “Pfft, Please you are more than capable of handling a cat and his name is Fluffy, not that thing. Now if you are done talking about my heritage I could use you help..”
Lynessa opens her mouth to reply but, closes it quickly eyeing the wizard with interest. A sudden realization comes across her face. “ Oh! You are starting to work on those samples that you gathered while dragging me all over Mistone?” Celador opens the box and begins to organizing the contents as he speaks. “Yes, and I didn’t drag you anywhere. You were quite comfortable in my pocket minus the spill in the Black Dog Moors and I don’t know how many times I have to say I’m sorry. Now quit being difficult and hand me the first sample.“
She cautiously flutters over looking into the box. Lynessa slowly drops down into the box shifting through the contents. Moments later she lifts up a small leather pouch with a tag attached to it that reads “Sample #1 Path to Ire Mountains”. She struggles against the weight but manages to pass it to the mage. “Thanks babe” he says as he takes the pouch and starts pouring the contents into a vial. He reaches for the stopper and plugs the lid. “Now let us begin the testing! Would you be so kind as to take notes, Lynessa?” Her eyes go wide with shock. “You gotta be kidding me!?” Celador rolls his eyes and slams his fist on the table. “Will you please stop your whining! Why else did I take all that time to teach you how to write if you never use it?! hmm? “
Lynessa wrinkles he nose. “ No reason to get all snooty. I’ll do it.. “ She swoops into Celador’s pouch and digs out some parchment, quill and ink. “Well if I’m going to do it I’m using the purple ink!” Celador takes a deep breath before grumbling and snatching the quill from her. “Fine, I’ll do it. Just be ready to hand me things as I need them.” She gives a mock salute and says “Aye aye cap’n Grumpy!” In return he scowls at her.
Celador straightens his robes and closes his eyes focusing. “Alright.. Sample one, test one, magical contamination.” He says as he raises his hand focusing on any magical aura surrounding the sample. Celador focuses his will on to the vial for a couple of moments and finally releases his concentration. “Him interesting.. very interesting..” he picks up the quill and dabs the tip in the ink but, pauses as he pulls the tip out and notices the color is in purple. He eyes the pixie who is trying her best not to giggle. He shakes his head muttering “Bloody pixies..”
Celador takes a couple minutes writing down his findings. He rises again and speaks. “Alright Sample one, test two, chemical contamination.” He picks the vial up and pours the contents into a round bottom flask and adds the now boiling water. He glances around and ask “Hand me a stirrer, Lynessa?” She flies around the table looking for the stirrer. She spots it and dives for it and picks it up and circles around the table placing it in his open hand. “There ya go boss!” He cocks an eyebrow at her as he stirs the content and says “Thanks, minion.” Lynessa’s face goes red with rage but, holds her tongue as she notices Celador is busy pouring the contents into the retort. He then places the base of the retort over the flame heating the contents. Celador watches it closely until he is sure that the condensation was taking place. He then moves a flat bottom flask over the other end of the retort. “There we go now, we just have to wait. “ Lynessa looks to the table to Celador then back at the table and ask. “Err so what are we doing?” Celador sighs. “We are waiting. You see the basic of alchemy is where you take two or more things and create something totally different except in this instance I’m doing the reverse of it. I want to extract anything that might be in the soil. So as the retort heats up and the vapor or steam rises, I hope that the lighter water steam will filter out the first opening” He points at the first hole while continuing. “And the heavier vapor, hopefully our “Not so good stuff”, will condense and into the other flask. Then we will have extract of whatever is harming the land. Then we can test of figuring out how to neutralize it.”
Lynessa offers a blank stare at Celador for a moment. He grins. “You didn’t understand one word I said, did you?” She jogs her head and blinks rapidly. “Shut it and it’s not that I didn’t understand I was just fighting to stand awake.” Celador rolls his eyes and says “Yeah.. sure. Well anyway, once that process is done I’ll take the remainder material which should contain minerals and place that on top of the calcinator and create calx or better known as limestone. And that can be used as a conditioner to neutralize acidic soils. Which could be a possible another theory what’s causing this to the earth. But, once the testing is done and I've reviewed all the findings...” He glances over noticing that Lynessa is drifting off to sleep. He flashes a wicked grin and says loudly “Aww hey there Fluffy!” Lynessa snaps awake and flies high screaming. “ Ack! You are not getting my other boot!” Celador chuckles as he pulls up a chair and leans back lower his head over his eyes. "Now that I have gotten your attention, keep on eye on things and let me know when retort has stopped steaming and the calcinator has finished. We got a long night ahead of us. This is just the first sample and nineteen more to go!" With that Celador nods off to sleep until he will be awaken by the pixie.
Celador enters the the mahogany suite and notices that Andrew has re organized the room to his specifications. He grins a bit and leans his staff next to the door, then removes his backpack and hangs it on the hook on the door. As he turns he notices some food has been left on the dresser. Celador walks over and examines the food. A pie, some wine (xeenite of course!), some rolled bread, honey smoked fish and a large roast. He lets out a hearty laugh and says
"They really know how to make a man feel welcomed.. Either that or someone is wanting some more of my special cigars. . "
Celador grabs the the wine and takes sample of each dish, savoring each flavor. He walks over to his bed lying down with the bottle in his hand. Celador pops the the cork of wine with his teeth and spits the top across the room and says a quick prayer to Xeen before indulging himself smiling after every drink..
"Celador my good man.. you really know how to live." he says chuckling to his self. "And I'll drink to that!" he mutters as he takes another gulp of wine.