Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[Dragonson]

OOC: Allright! I posted the Brenrok Bulletin Board in the second post.
It will contain all kindsof usefull information of Brenrok, so i advice you to check it every once in a while.
ALSO, Here's your soulblade Gray:
Viper
Viper is a rapier.
A nice, sturdy and very sharp rapier.
It seems to have no special abilities, but when Lucien uses it it is like his hand is being guided. (+1 to all attack rolls.)


IC:
One of the city guards noticed Lucien.
They had been off their posts to listen to the new lord's speech.
"Oy! You there! State your buisness!"

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Where is huntico?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: I have absolutely no idea.
But i've made a rule that says that if somebody doesn't play their charecter for a long time, they can com back into the game presuming they've been with the player group all along.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Well I going to change him a bit if you don't mind, just his class to warrior.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: That's fine.
But know that warriors have a straight out PENALTY to magic.
Just don't do it often.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: He lost his magic just a plain old warrior now.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: KK.
You've got 10000 gold Pieces too, but you do not have the same lord status as Taiion, Zarator and Niahcluc.
But you're still in the group nonetheless.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: OK, where is the group anyway?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: That's the penalty for not being 'ere.
You've gotta read up on it.
But generally they're in Fort Brenrok, as the new owners of the place.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: I just be in talongate for a while.

IC: Huntico was in Brenrok just to relax as he only brought 2,000 of his coins. "Where do I find a good tavern?" He walked up and own to find a good tavern.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Talongate is overrun by undead.
If you were there you would be there as a zombie.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Or a evil person. Yea, huntico went evil.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: well, i'm afraid that if you wanna join back in, you have to be at where the party is.
Also: Even if you're evil that doesn't make masterless undead act friendly towards you.
You'd be slaughtered within seconds.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: OK, but want controls the undead anyway? Editing my post.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Noone controlls the undead around Necropia.
It's a long story, really. And that reminds me that i need to add lore for Necropia.
I'l get right on it.

IC: One of the citizens pointed Huntico towards the local Tavern.

 

[SoLmaster]

He enters the tavern to look at the bulletin. Then sit down to eat some food.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"My businesses is my own, soldier - I would like to keep it that way" Lucien said politely, his hand slowly reaching for viper, he didn't plan on using it but a wave of reassurance washed over him, nonetheless.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion, setting up an office, as no full on, in his management of the the fort. He quicky accepted and assigned the building of the windmill, the barracks, and the general store to a large group of peasants, on the wage of an extra loaf of bread and vegtables to all involved, on top of their ordianry rations. He also send a reply letter to the trader, saying that they would gladly accept shipments and a trad route would be be happily accepted. the library project was already supposedly underway. Later that day, Taiion took a long walk to survey the fort, the happenings and the status of the projects. He also checked up on Niahcluc, before stopping in at the inn, and spotting Huntico.

OOC: i'd liek to know the status of thing pleaz.

 

[Fussiler1]

Niahcluc had started to train the militia.
It wasn't really a good force, since there were a lot of internal problems and the lack of discipline and training.
However, it was like a ruby that had to be polished, and the men showed a lot of potentional.

 

[Dragonson]

@Lucien
The guard stood down, apparently not wanting to start a fight.

@Taiion
The letter was sent, and construction on the new buildings were started soon after.
The status of the fort was pretty good.
The inhabitants of Brenrok had made sure to keep the walls up and repaired, though they didn't really have money or coordination enough to keep the rest of the city in good state.
Most of the buildings were small, and some of them were close to being ruins.
DM: +10 to City Wealth.

@Niahcluc
DM: Training: Roll (1d6 +4 for Unknown Bonus): 4 (8).
The training went really well.
Niahcluc were good at inspiring the soldiers, and his words made them push themselves to the limit.
DM: +6 to City Strength.

OOC: Also guys, i'm adding some "City Stats" on the bulletin board.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion ordered somthing, ate and left. Back at his study, he also got three men toghether and but them in charge of matinance in their off time, the reward to the tune of a 10 gold a week salary and an extra ration.

 

[Dragonson]

@Taiion
DM: +2 City Defence and +2 City Maintenance

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion also when through some papers, trying to make shure the consumption of food and building supplies did not outweigh the income.... he found that: (DM)

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien couldn't help but look smug, it wasn't everyday someone backed down from him. He wandered around the town for a bit, observing all the heavy construction taking place. He queried one of the local's about it who muttered something about new management. Deciding he could do with nothing better than a drink, Lucien paced down the street until he found and entered a friendly looking tavern.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: a few moar posts, then i'll be gone for 30 mins. Taiion is doing his work in a able in the tavern. he looks really creepy with his black hood and gloing red eyes.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Added city stats.

IC: The Barkeeper greeted Lucien.
"Ah! A new arrival! Welcome to Brenrok traveller!"

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien nodded at the barkeep and carefully made his way towards him, trying not to upset the hardy looking men sat around tables, pouring over maps and figures. "Not interrupting anything am I?" he joked, half-heartedly, truly unsure whether he had chosen the right tavern after all.

 

[Dragonson]

The Barkeeper laughed heartily.
"Not at all! I make alot of money on travellers, so you are most welcome!"

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: Do I have money? Or anything besides clothes + soulblade? Thx...

IC: "That's very kind of you, thankyou, may I be so bold as to ask what all these people are doing? Is it to do with the mass of constructions going on outside?".

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: You have about 2000 gold pieces.

IC:
The Barkeeper, still Hearty, answered.
"One of the new lords 'be making a list of us citizens!
That's why here's so crowded."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"That would make sense, I guess...", admitted Lucien.
He scanned the room, a frown appeared on his face as his eyes rested on a hooded figure, hunched over some paperwork, it stared at the parchment with it's glowing, blood red eyes.
"Who is that fellow? He doesn't look like your ordinary citizen to me.... sorry, I do apologise... here (hands the barkeep some coins), I'll have a drink and something to eat, if possible".

 

[Dragonson]

The Barkeep got lucien some chicken, rice and beer.
"That guy over there? He's Taiion. One of the new lords.
Man's got charisma, i hafta say, but he's abit scary sometimes."

 

[Fussiler1]

After a day of training most of the men were tired and complaining.
Niahcluc laughed and told them to go home.
''Lazeh' asses..'' he mumbled.
Thirsty and tired, he entered the tavern.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"So it's true..." muttered Lucien has he swigged some beer and picked at the chicken with a fork. "Perhaps I should introduce myself, if I'm staying here for a while? Anyway thank you for your hospitality".

Lucien put down the half empty plate and glass before purposely making his way over to the hooded figure, Taiion. "May I have the honour of presenting myself, mi-lord?", he asked cautiously, hand once again dropping to the hilt of Viper.

The opening of a door, diverted his attention, a man had just strode in, a jolly smile on his face.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Oi, Barkeeper!"' he shouted rather rude.
He examined quickly the room and noticed Lucien, but didn't really pay much attention to him.
''You got some whisky for me?'' he asked.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien rolled his eyes at the newcomer, he was below him, a blunt, rude commoner. He turned back to Taiion, but decided against it and walked back to finish off his chicken, this wouldn't be as easy has he'd thought, best he bide his time.

 

[erdniz]

OOC: I'm sorry for the long time AFK.

IC: Zartor rushed inn to the tavern, with paperwork in his hands. sat down at a table opening his book's, getting ready to make notes of every citizen.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien almost dropped his ale as yet another man flew through the tavern door, he was middle aged and Lucien could of sworn his skin had a slightly red hue, the man looked pretty frantic and began scribbling note after note in some leather bound lodgers upon the table he had approached.

"Not him..." Lucien muttered to himself, going back to his ale and signalling the barkeep for another.

 

[Dragonson]

The Barkeeper laughed once again, and served Niahcluc some beer.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiino looked up at Lucien, however all he could see was the two burning eyes ((not really burning, jsut description)) "yes?" he queryied, while at the same time motioning for Niahcluc to join them.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien glanced around, making sure he was the target of Taiion's attention, satisfied, he approached the hooded figure and presented himself with a bow: "Mi-lord, I am Lucien Karvayn, I am a traveller and wish to know more about you and this fort, is this an appropriate request?".

 

[The World Is Flat]

"I would direct you to the barkeep of the bulliten board. but, if you may be useful to me in a way the townsfolk cannot, then sit. He when back to his notes and papers for a moment, making some last minute scribbles. "there..." he muttered. It was a decree, ordering all unemoplyed townspeople to start beautifying the cit, to the tune of a gold piece a day, and the appropriate rations. he also ordered 20 more people o join the militia, and 3 people to appretice under the resident mages, 5 people to renovate the church, and 15 more people to join the farmers as laborers, all wth appropriate benifits...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Barkeeper of the Bulletin board. XD
Anyways Erd, let's just say you take the notes.
I got the information lined up in the city stats anyway.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: lol

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien did as he was told, it felt almost involuntary. The barkeep had been right, this Taiion was good with words. "I'm listening or should I tell you more about me?" he began.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"Tell." he said simply. Jotting down more notes. then he called to the barkeep. "Would you post this on the bulliten board?" he asked him, handing the new decree to him.

 

[Dragonson]

The Barkeep read it through.
He nodded, agreeing.
"Sure thing. I'l do it when i'm finished with my work here."

 

[Fussiler1]

He took a sip of the beer.
''Meh, I'm used to better, but it's good, eh?'' he responded, grinning.
He looked around the room and spotted Taiion, talking with the stranger.
Maybe it wasn't a stranger but an inhabitant of the town.
Not like he knew all of 'em by face.
He examined the two, curious.

 

[erdniz]

Zarator finished his work, and went over to Taiion, ignoring the man talking to him. He dropped a half finished letter on the table. The letter was saying
"Dear trade master.
I have a request if you stumble upon some blueprints for any chapel or watering systems I wold be more the happy to buy them of you.
I wold also be interested in books.
From Zarator"
after drooping it he went to the barkeeper "one light one please."

 

[The World Is Flat]

"no problem." he smiled. "we'll have to rennovate this place too." he added a the barkeep left. and then he turned his eyes on the newcomer.

EDIT

Taiion also took the letter and stuffed it in hs notebook, indicating for Zarator to sit down.