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Maxwell came over to the bar. "I couldn't help overhearing." He said."That was your house that burned down, right? What was it you were doing in there that generated a blue, cold, flame? I mean, you were using it to make ice; that much I gathered already, but what was it that was doing that for you?"


"You know, Sam, I figured it would be you that would ask who question first" said the young man whose name is STILL not known.

"So did I, and I was just about to" said the Barkeeper, as though he had been cheated out of a long-awaited moment.

"Who wants to know and why?" replied the former Ice Delivery Man.

<OOC>Oh, the exposition is so close, I can almost taste it... No, wait... That's the after taste of pretzels. </OOC>


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Taryn and Acedia had wandered back into the Inn as well and gathered around to hear the Ice Delivery Man's story. Always in the mood for a good story, those two.

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Maxwell came over to the bar. "I couldn't help overhearing." He said."That was your house that burned down, right? What was it you were doing in there that generated a blue, cold, flame? I mean, you were using it to make ice; that much I gathered already, but what was it that was doing that for you?"


"You know, Sam, I figured it would be you that would ask who question first" said the young man whose name is STILL not known.

"So did I, and I was just about to" said the Barkeeper, as though he had been cheated out of a long-awaited moment.

"Who wants to know and why?" replied the former Ice Delivery Man.

<OOC>Oh, the exposition is so close, I can almost taste it... No, wait... That's the after taste of pretzels. </OOC>


"My name's Maxwell, I'm an adventurer on a quest to slay the Dire Wolf and to oppose the plans of the Drow. My friends and I just helped save the town from your fire before it got out of control. Call me curious, but when a magic blue flame that burns cold suddenly threatens to burn down a town we helped save from the Drow the other day, questions arise in my mind. Questions I believe you know the answers to. So, I'm asking: What was it you were doing in there that caused your house to burn down?"

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"Yeah I need the sleep, I'm barely able to stand, let alone cast spells"
"I just need a big dinner and a nice long sleep!" Marcus yelled.

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The young man gave what Maxwell said some thought and said "Adventurers that seek to destroy the dreaded Dire Wolf, AND oppose the Drow?... Sam, I'm having second thoughts about that Ale.

Well, I guess it's quite obvious that I'm Half Elven, so I should start with my name. I am Eruatian, the one and only Ice Forger of Targos.

Now, to answer your question, I used this."
He pulled out the same ring he dropped earlier that morning when he bumped into Acedia.Image

"Part of the inscription says it's the Cor En Narluin, Ring of Blue Fire. Sam, a candle, please."

The Barkeeper handed Eruantian a candle from one of the lantarns over the bar. The Half Elf blew it out and put it on the table for a moment. He then put on his ring, and quite a remarkable thing happened. His right hand began to glow. A blue glow. His hand seemed a bit frosty. There was also no mistaking the fact that the air near his hand had turned a bit colder.

With his left hand, he picked up the candle again, and with his right hand, he touched the wick of the candle with his index finger. The candle was immediately lit with the same Blue Fire that had consumed his house just minutes before.

"And there you have it. Instant Blue Flame. Just like ordinary fire, except that it's cold instead of hot. Very useful for keeping your house cool during Summer, or for forging Ice for various reasons.

Well, now that my secret has been revealed, I'm sure you are all going to ask me 'How did you get that ring?' Well, the short but honest answer is 'I don't know.' All I can say is that I've had it a long time and that it's provided me with a job... until now..."

As he took off his ring, he felt a sudden shiver down his back, but it didn't last long.

"And that, Sam, is the secret to how I make ice. I'm not an Ice Mage or a Cold Water Elemental, but a lone Mut of two species making his living off of a magical device that he just happens to have in his possession for no apparent reason. I doubt there will be a man in town who won't want a bit of my flame in his house, but at least the rumors will stop."

It was understandable why he should be angry, seeing as how his house and his way of making a living had litterally just went up in flames, but he was also agry about being the only one of his kind in town. What was worse was that as best as he could tell, he didn't have a kind to be a part of.


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"I don't want to fight a-" Marcus's anti-Drow speech was cut off by the pretty blue ice flame.

"ooooo.....it's blue....so purdy..." The Lizzardboy crept up to the flame and tried to touch it...

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Before Marcus could do so, Eruantian slapped his hand and said "Stop that. You'll frostbite your fingers."

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Marcus looked at the Half-Elf, confused. "I won't bite my fingers! They're too sharp!"

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Maxwell slaped his own forehead with the palm of his hand, and hung his head: "No, Marcus. You misunderstand. He means that the blue flame is so cold that it'd be like your finger were in the high arctic in the dead of winter in a blizzard if you put your finger in there. Why don't you go eat some meat or something, OK? Big day tomorow. Lots of orcs to kill. You need to be ready, right? Barkeep, set my friend here up with something meaty, will you please? He's a growing lizzardboy and he needs his meat."
Maxwell returned his gaze to the Half-Elf, Eruantian."So, you have a strange magical artifact that can make cold flame. Interesting. You know, I'm a Gemsmith by trade. Your ring... the designs on it are glyphs of some kind. I could probably tell you something about it if you'd let me have a look. I even have my Gemsmith's Monocle with me."
Maxwell showed Eruantian the Gemsmith's Monocle he kept in his vest pocket."See? You look though it and it makes tiny things look a bit bigger when they're close-up."

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Marcus growled as he took a seat at the bar. He didn't want some Human to tell him what to do. That blue flame was pretty, gosh darn it! Besides, Marcus was a reptile; he could lower his body temperature so he could survive the cold.

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Maxwell could tell that he had offended Marcus, but he really didn't care. After Tem's earlier revelation that Marcus's true intentions may have been to steal from him and his brother, Maxwell was less than favorably inclined towards the lizzardboy.

Farnham may still consider Marcus a friend, Maxwell was now suspicious. Old prejudices run deep, and Maxwell had been raised with a very human-centric view of the world that didn't hold the "lesser" races in very high esteem. In the back of Maxwell's mind, deep past his surface awareness and back in there with all the unseen, unheard subconscious thoughts that everyone has, Maxwell's mind was a swirl of thoughts of betrayal and anger. He wasn't aware of the workings of his subconcious, but it was coloring his actions just the same.

However, his present mind was much more focused upon Eruantian and his interesting ring. Maxwell was no mage, but he knew intricate craftsmanship when he saw it.

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Eruantian reluctantly handed Maxwell the ring and said "I don't see the point in inspecting it, Mr... Maxwell, was it? It's just a silver ring with inscriptions and a gem on it. I've already translated the Elven text."

On the ouside: 'This Ring of Blue Fire grants he who wears it the cold touch of an Ice Forger.'
And on the Inside: 'Command of Blue Fire is a great responsibility. Bear it with all consequences of your actions.'

"I think we've all seen the consequnces outside" he said, hinting at his house.


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[OOC: Keep in mind that Marcus isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. He gets distracted easily. ;)]

"I just wanted to touch the blue flame, sir! Mr. Michael can cast a hot spell if I get too cold." Marcus grumbled.

I'll get my hands on that ring and take care of Mr. Maxwell...

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Maxwell examined the ring with his eyepeice. "Mmmm... yes. Interesting. Looks to be Elven craftmanship, but I'm not familiar with the silversmith. There's a mark here on the inside of the ring that indicates the workshop that produced the ring, but it's not one I've seen before. Still, the style of the runic designs suggests that it was made a long time ago. The style in which such runes are expressed have changed over the centuries, you see. I'd need do some research in a reference library to be sure, but I think this ring must be about 2000 years old, give or take a few hundred years. That's some ring you've got there!" Maxwell carefully handed the ring back. "Thanks for letting me look at it. That was a real treat for a gemsmith like me. It's not like we see that sort of thing every day."

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Taryn had looked over Maxwell's shoulder at the ring while he examined it. "Looks a bit like something the Burcets could have made, doesn't it, Acedia?" she remarked.

"Not the twins," Acedia said, shaking her head. "Perhaps their father or grandfather, but not the twins. They aren't very good with rings. Their great-great uncle, though? He had some impressive ring-crafting ability."

"Oh, no question about that. I'm just saying it seems like the sort of thing one of their line would create."

"Good point." Acedia nodded. "Anyway, if the Burcets were as good with runes as that ring would attest, Lune's hand would be quite the multitool," she said, smiling. Taryn laughed.

{ Oh, hooray for inside jokes...with myself...God I feel like a dork now. XD }

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{ Oh, hooray for inside jokes...with myself...God I feel like a dork now. XD }

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{ Oh, hooray for inside jokes...with myself...God I feel like a dork now. XD }

<Yep, you're a blosoming RPGer now. Soon you'll be buying oddly shaped dice and playing with die-cast miniatures.> :mrgreen:


<OOC> What's wrong with that? </OOC>

"I must admit, I had hoped it had some sort of tie with Suldeneselar" said the half elf "If the ring is as old as you say it is, then that may very well be the case.

Well, now that I've established where the Blue Flame came from, I would like to know what the orcs would want with my flame? Furthermore, how did they know about it in the first place?"


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{ Oh, hooray for inside jokes...with myself...God I feel like a dork now. XD }

<Yep, you're a blosoming RPGer now. Soon you'll be buying oddly shaped dice and playing with die-cast miniatures.> :mrgreen:


{ Actually, I've been text RPing for about five years. :D I prefer this to tabletop/console RPGs...I'm not much a fan of systems. X3; Long live writing. }

Taryn, out of curiosity and while nobody was looking, quietly poked the still-burning blue flame, producing a sharp hiss and a small bout of steam. She withdrew her finger quickly. "Hmm. Colder than I thought," she murmured, cradling her partially-frozen digit until her internal fire brought it back to its normal temperature.

"Not that anyone asked me," piped up Acedia, "but somehow I am inclined to think that the orcs don't want the flame at all. What would they do with it? Rather, it makes more sense to think that said orcs are simply acting as middlemen - whether voluntarily or otherwise - for someone for whom such a thing as a cold fire would have a use."

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Maxwell nodded: "Or, it could just be a coincidence. Perhaps the Orcs are simply trying to raid this town for all the usual reasons that Orcs raid towns for. It could be they sent a lone agent into the town to cause trouble, and he happened to stumble upon the blue flame. In any case, this town will need your help to defend it, mister Eruantian. With all the orcs that are gathering outside the walls I think the Mayor will call out the Militia, and that likely means that you'll be drafted into the Milita... unless you would care to join our band of adventurers first, that is."

Just then, the Mayor walked through the door of the tavern. Maxwell said: "Speak of the devil..." The mayor went up to the bartender, and said "Spread the word, Sam. We've got an Orcish warband gathering at our gates, so I'm calling out the Millitia. I want every able-bodied man and boy over the age of 15 able to swing a sword in the town square in two hours. That means you too, Sam. Lieutenant Jones will be taking charge of the Millitia, so report to him if you have any questions."
Sam replied: "Lieutenant Jones, you say? You mean the pikeman from Devonshire, the Corporal??"
"Yes, the Sheriff and I granted him a field promotion ten minutes ago. He hold the rank of Lieutenant now, and if we survive this fight with the orcs he may get to keep his new rank. Now get a move on, Sam. I'm off to ring the town bell." And with that, the Mayor turned and left.
Sam said: "Ougyh! He's serious! Alright, lads. Last call, last call, get your ale while you can, now. We're off to fight the orcs in a few hours, so ye best get a drink in while ye can. Que up, que up, que up!"

Maxwell said: "As I was saying, Eruantian: It seems you have a choice. Join us, or be drafted into the Militia."

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With only slight hesitation, Eruantian replied "I suppose I'll join you, Mr. Maxwell."

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Eruatian (Pronounced Air-oo-on-tee-en)
Race: Half Elf

Financial Assets
42 Gold Coins
54 Silver Coins
31 Copper Coins

Clothing
Black Tricorn Hat
Navy Blue Knee-length Coat
Royal Blue Shirt
Black Trousers
Black Gloves
Black Leather Belt
Pair of Black Leather Riding Boots

Items (on person)
1 torch
1 Flint and Steel
1 Waterskin
1 Dagger
1 Rapier
1 Magic Ring

Items (on Wagon)
4 Torches
2 Water Skins
1 Bucket
1 Falchion

Transportation
1 Brown Horse (Male)
1 Horse Drawn Cargo Wagon (needs another horse)
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Cor en Narluin (Ring of Blue Fire, may be refered to as the 'Ring of Narluin')
This ring is presumably an anchient Elven heirloom of Eruatian.
It allows the wearer to create Blue Fire using any flamable substance. This fire acts in most ways just like ordinary fire in how it consumes and spreads, but it is cold instead of hot. Blue Fire can be extinguished with water, but the water becomes slush instead of steam.

Flaming Touch
When wearing the Ring of Narluin, the wearer's hand will glow blue and be somewhat frosty. Whatever flammable substance the hand touches will be set ablaze with Blue Fire. The time it takes to ignite the fuel varies depending on how easily it catches flame (Example, paper would catch fire instantly, but a wooden plank would take a while) This ability evidentially causes no physical fatigue to the wearer of the ring, but does cause a shiver when the ring is removed. When attempting to take off the ring, the caster can not ignite or freeze his other hand by accident.


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<GM's Note: Keep in mind that in the real world the tri-cornered hat didn't become popular until about 18th century, whereas we're set in a world which more or less reflective of the Middle Ages. I'll allow the hat and the rest of the 18ths century-ish clothes since it's plausible that it is all just an unusual fashion statement on Eruatian's part. All part of the fun. :)

Also, since the Ring (Cor en Narluin) is of an unknown origin, I'm going to say that it falls into the Magical Artifact category... which means that it hold secrets... secrets one may uncover during the course of play. For example, if a certain Academy Trained mage were to examine it, he might find out something interesting.>

Prosper walked up to the bar and said: "Do you have hot apple cider here?"
Sam the bartenneder replied: "Aye, we do at that, lad. Fresh brewed by my own hand, pressed from the finest apples. It's on special too: Regularly three pence, but today only 'tis two pence for the tankard, 45 pence for the large pitcher which serves twenty, and 1 pence for a cinamin stir stick. We flavor it with nutmeg, ground redintrent seeds and a bit of mint."
Captain Sealem noticed this and got up. "Is this human drink the sort of cider that contains alchohol?"
The bartender replied: "Oy! What kind of establishment do ye think I be running here? I'd not sell grog to a lad as young as he. Of course it's not alcoholic!"
Captain Sealem bowed slightly at the hips: "I assure you, good barkeeper, I meant no disrespect. I am a stranger in these land, and I only meant to inquire as to the nature of the drink. You see, I am this lads protector and his guardian. I only meant to look out for him."
The barkeep scratched his head: "Ah.. I see. Well. No disrespect taken then, m'lord."
Captain Sealem smiled: "I believe my companions would enjoy this 'cider' drink, yes? Then I shall take a large pitcher of it. You said 45 pence, yes? Is a Suldenesilarian silver coin agreeable?" Captain Sealem produced a silver coin from inside his cloak.
Prosper said: "Oh, that's OK Sealem. I'll pay for it."
Captain Sealem replied: "As you wish, Master Prosper" and he put the silver coin back, and went back to the table and sat down.
Prosper put 45 pence on the counter, and Sam said: "Thank you, sir. Right, I'll bring the cider to your table, then. Be about a minute to heat it up."
Sam turned around, and pulled the plug out a cask, which dispensed Apple Cider into a large metal pitcher. When the pitcher was full he put the plug back in the cask, and began to heat the cider over a candle.
Meanwhile, several men began to cue up for ale, so the barmaid took over pouring ale for them.

The tavern began to full up with townsfolk, most of whom were men. They all were here for the ale and to talk about the Orcs. Pretty soon, there wasn't an empty seat in the place. Seems word spreads fast in a town like this.

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Just then, Drek made it back to the Tavern. "Maxwell, Captain Sealem, I've been on the ramparts. The Orcs, they number in the hundreds now, and there's more on the way. What's more, they have painted their faces blue, something I've never seen before"

Captain Sealem looked grim: "This bodes ill. Orcs only paint their faces when the whole tribe has gone to war. That means we can expect to see orcs in the thousands pouring out of the hills. I thought perhaps a few orcish clans had decided to band together and raid this place, but it seems that a larger conflict is upon us. Tell me Master Drek, were they all pained the same color?"

Drek replied: "Aye, all that I could see did have their faces painted blue."

Captain Sealem noded: "Then that is hopeful, for it means that these are all of the same clan. The other clans are either engaged elsewhere, or have not arrived here yet. It seems that our best hope is to act swiftly. It is well that the mayor called out the militia, but we shall need more men if this turns into a seige. We must charge these orcs and drive them off swiftly before more of them arrive. I suggest that we advance upon the morn, whilst many of the orcs may still be slumbering."

Maxwell nodded: "You are the military man here, Sealem, and I can see the wisdom in your words. Come, let us inform the Mayor of your plan, and see what aid he can render us."

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<OOC>I am known in real life for my eccentric ways, so that works perfectly. ;) </OOC>


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{ Maybe I'm just tired but 'Blue Orc Group' made me giggle for about five minutes on end.. XD }

Acedia had wrapped herself in a cloak borrowed from Taryn (don't ask how it got there) so as to be less conspicuous. Her dress was red; red was the traditional color of a "working girl," and Acedia was no such thing. She just likes planning ahead even if her fears are completely unfounded.

Anyway. "It's times like these that make me glad that I'm female," murmured Taryn. "I may go join the fray anyway though, just for fun." She requested a bottle of sake from a passing barmaid and then expressed disappointment upon finding that they neither had any nor knew what it was. No matter - she remembered that she happened to have a bottle on her person, and proceeded to enjoy it.

{ Nevermind that this RP is set in what could be equated with /western Europe./ XD How Taryn obtained sake is probably the last thing anyone should be concerned about, if they're really going to analyze her. In-character or otherwise. }

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{ Maybe I'm just tired but 'Blue Orc Group' made me giggle for about five minutes on end.. XD }

Acedia had wrapped herself in a cloak borrowed from Taryn (don't ask how it got there) so as to be less conspicuous. Her dress was red; red was the traditional color of a "working girl," and Acedia was no such thing. She just likes planning ahead even if her fears are completely unfounded.

Anyway. "It's times like these that make me glad that I'm female," murmured Taryn. "I may go join the fray anyway though, just for fun." She requested a bottle of sake from a passing barmaid and then expressed disappointment upon finding that they neither had any nor knew what it was. No matter - she remembered that she happened to have a bottle on her person, and proceeded to enjoy it.

{ Nevermind that this RP is set in what could be equated with /western Europe./ XD How Taryn obtained sake is probably the last thing anyone should be concerned about, if they're really going to analyze her. In-character or otherwise. }


<GM's Note: METAGAMEING INFORMATION WARNING: Your character does NOT know any of this, but you players may read it if you want. It's mostly to do with a set of alternitive campaign settings, but we mayt take a trip to onw of them at some point, or we might not. Depends how things play out.

This world does have a "Orient", so to speak, but it is only a very few (the high mages of Skare Brae and Suldeneselar, for two) in this continent that are aware of it's existence. The "Orient" in this world is a very long way away over the trackless Eastern Ocean, and is part of a separate land mass than the continent that Skare Brea, Suldeneselar, the Dwarven Lands and the Lizzardmen's Domain is on. (The continent this game is currently playing out on is properly named "Eithine" in Old Elvish, but each ethnic & racial group has their own variation of that name. Most NPCs do not think in terms of the concept of a Continent since it does not impact their daily lives). The Orient includes elements common to Japan, China, Korea, and South-east Asia. People from those lands look very differnt from those from the Eithine lands: They are generaly shorter by between half a meter, up to two meters; their skin has a slightly darker hue; their eyes have an epithial fold which gives it a "slanted" appearance; and their manner of dress is radically different from their Eithine cousins. Elves, Dwarves, Humans, Lizzardmen, Orcs, and other races (but not Gnomes) are represented in the native population of the Oriental continent. Also, their languages are completely different, and their writing is based on a completely different logic. On rare occasions a dezien of those lands will become shipwrecked and wash up on the shores of this continent. And sometimes an envoy from those lands may arrive via magical means to complete some sort of important quest. Also, the more daring of the Gnomish Airship pilots can sometimes be convinced to fly their ships to search for the fabled Far East, but those that make the attempt rarely return.

There is also a continent known as Chult, which is connected to the Orient by a sparse chain of islands, reefs, atolls, and sargassos. Chult is a land of jungle and savagery, and has recently become the new surface-world base of operation for the Drow. The land of Chult mixes elements of central Africa and South America, and it's native inhabitants are very dark-skined, several inches taller (on average) than the native inhabitants of Eithine, and the population is predominately Human or Orcish (no Elves, no Gnomes, only scatered tribes of Lizzardmen). The native human inhabitants of Eithine are the decendents of one of the most advanced of all the human civilizations on the earth, but a great catyclism threw them into a savagry that they never fully recovered from. The elves once inhabited these lands as well, but after the great catyclism, they all fled to Suldeneselar or The Orient. Great ruins from the lost civilizations are scattered all over Chult, many of them still harboring artifacts of awesome power. This may be why the Drow chose to make thir new base there.

To the north of Eithine are the large twin islands known as Regdholm and Scandeisuvde. These islands are dominated by a great glacial mass that covers the center of both island and extends for a long distance over the frozen ocean north of the islands. Two clans of barely civilized humans make these islands their home: The Regemen claim Regdholm while Voultenhulm tribe claims Scandeisuvde. The two clans have has a rocky history, united under a single king several times in their history, but never under two successive kings. A few years back, the Regemen sailed their longboats to Skare Brae and attempted an invasion, but they were driven back and had to abandon their ambitious plans of conquest. This gave the Voultenhulm tribe the upper hand, and they are now in the process of pressing the Regemen into once again uniting under a single King (a Voultenhulm king, of course). The two tribes do not regularly make contact with either Skarae Brae nor Suldeneselar, though they are aware of the existence of both. The Gnomish Airship operators also know of these two islands, but most of them refuse to have anything to do with either the Regemen of the Voultenhulm, calling them both a bunch of uncivilized barbarians not worthy of their time and effort. Suldeneselar maintains an embassy with the Voultenhulm court, but not with the Regemen: After the Regemen invaded Skarae Brae the Emperor recalled his ambasador and has not sent an new envoy since then.

I should make mention of the Pirate Isles. This cluster of islands lies about 140 kilometers off the westernmost coast of Skare Brae. These islands are volcanic, some of them sporting active volcanoes. Though nominaly under the dominion of Skarae Brae, in reality it is Pirate Kings of various nationalities that hold sway here. Leadership and loyalties among the pirates change so rapidly in this region that it doesn't bear mentioning who holds what island at the moment. All that matters in these islands is that the only law is whatever law your sword arm and the winds and the tides can give you. Pirates from these islands raid all up and down the Western Seas; As far north as Regdholm & Scandeisuvde, and south to the edges of the Lizzardmen's domain. The Royal Navy of Skarae Brae defends against the pirates as best they can, after the war with the Regemen thir forces were severely strained and have yet to recover enough to take the fight to the Pirate Isles. For now, they guard the ports from pirate raiders, but merchant vessels between ports are on their own.

The Ocean deeps are the home of the Mermen (Females known as Mermaids), a race of (supposedly) bipedial humanoids who breath underwater and swim far faster then any huiman could ever hope to do on his own. Of all the civilized intelegent races on this planet, the least is known about the Mermen. The most that is know is that the Elves of Suldeneselar have holy texts going back untold ages that say that the Elven race and the Mermen race were once one, but that they grew apart and eventually parted company entirely. Even the most powerfull Oracles are silent on the subjext of the Mermen. Nobody on the surface has seen or heard from Mermen in living memory, but some sailors who have been at sea have recently begun to make frequent claims of having seen a Mermaid aid them during a storm. The veracity of these sailors tales has not been confirmed, but the sheer number of these claims has given the Emperor pause enough that he has asked his Seers to investigate.

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{ Maybe I'm just tired but 'Blue Orc Group' made me giggle for about five minutes on end.. XD }

Acedia had wrapped herself in a cloak borrowed from Taryn (don't ask how it got there) so as to be less conspicuous. Her dress was red; red was the traditional color of a "working girl," and Acedia was no such thing. She just likes planning ahead even if her fears are completely unfounded.

Anyway. "It's times like these that make me glad that I'm female," murmured Taryn. "I may go join the fray anyway though, just for fun." She requested a bottle of sake from a passing barmaid and then expressed disappointment upon finding that they neither had any nor knew what it was. No matter - she remembered that she happened to have a bottle on her person, and proceeded to enjoy it.

{ Nevermind that this RP is set in what could be equated with /western Europe./ XD How Taryn obtained sake is probably the last thing anyone should be concerned about, if they're really going to analyze her. In-character or otherwise. }

Sam brought the Hot Apple Cider that Prosper had ordered to the table. He had about a dozzen pewter mugs on the tray with the pitcher of cider, and a set of Cinamin sticks as well. "Your Cider, Master Prosper.. and Cinamin sticks on the house for the Heroes Of Targos. The meat Sir Maxwell ordered for young Matser Marcus is a-roasting on the fire as we speak. Is a roast pig alright? Sorry I didn't recognise you all earlier, never got to see the mayor pin them medals on you all what with me busy in here serving drinks all the time. They tell me you all are quite the special bunch. Never has this much excitement in this sleepy little town before... First a Drow, then a magic fire, now Orcs ready to raid us and the Mayor calling out the miitia. I haven't held a sword in years, not since them nasty Regemen plagued these lands. But I'll be proud to fight alongside Heroes such as yourself." Sam tiped his hat. "Enjoy your Cider." Sam returned to tending his bar, but the crowd of townsfolk, who had been listening to Sam say his peice, let up a cheer of "Huzzah, Huzzah, Huzzah!" as he ending it. Many of them started to sing and clap. Clearly, the town was counting on their Heroes to lead them to victory over the orcs.

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"Sam, the 'magic fire' has been here the whole time" said Eruantian "Has the excitement of having 'heroes' in town effected your short term memory?"

Eruantian, having not been at the award ceremony or the front gate, was not entirely convinced that these people were actually 'heroes'. The only reason he had to join Maxwell's company of 'heroes' was becuase he didn't like the idea of being drafted into the militia... That and he had nothing better to do.

Though he wasn't a military man, Eruantian thought it strange that so many people were at the Tavern instead of getting ready for battle. "Why are so many people getting drinks?" he asked no particular person "Shouldn't we be preparing for battle or something? Equiping armor, perhaps?"


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Farnham said: "We already have our weapons and armor, but I suppose we'd better get you some. As for these townsfolk... let them have their ale. It seems this place is the main social center of this town, so it makes sense that they'd all gather here now. Besides, I think Sam is running out of ale. He only had three kegs to start with, and he's taped two of them dry already. Come, Eruantian; let us away to the armorer that you may be suitably equipped for the battle upon the morrow."

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{ You're very thorough, Sarge, I have to give you that. XD }

Taryn sipped at her foreign rice wine happily, while Acedia simply contented to people-watch.

"You realize," mused Taryn, "that depending on how long this impending battle lasts, and how long we plan to stay for it - indeed I have no qualms about simply fleeing at daybreak - we may be delayed here for another day before striking off into the wild."

"Perhaps you ought to discuss travel plans with...er, the rest of the group? I'm simply along for the ride, Taryn."

"Right." Taryn got up and moved over to the rest of the group. Acedia followed out of fear of being separated.

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