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Post by The Judicator on Jun 8, 2006 21:00:22 GMT -5
SIGN UPS: 1.___________ 2.___________ 3.___________
Overview: A priest in a merchant city has been found dead, and the key to the catacombs stolen. Whoever did it fled to the underground cemetary. When soldiers followed, none returned.
Every night, people have disappeared, trails of blood leading to the catacombs.
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Darah
Spell Caster
~Give me a pair of blades and I'll show you Xena~
Posts: 104
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Post by Darah on Jun 8, 2006 21:03:17 GMT -5
XD At last, one for me!
^^ sign me up!
modify: ^^; So that I don't spam, i'll modify this to reply Halsephea two posts below.
To Halsephea: XD No problem.
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Negi
Apprentice
Posts: 11
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Post by Negi on Jun 8, 2006 21:08:52 GMT -5
Im in
Signed up and ready to go
edit: Im still up for it
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 8, 2006 21:09:30 GMT -5
Take note: Any quest of mine beginning with "Act" is a story quest of mine, meaning it is very difficult. You have been warned.
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Junpei
Student Teachers
Da-ku Kaen
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Post by Junpei on Jun 8, 2006 21:22:52 GMT -5
Meh, the tougher the better as I always say. Sign me up!
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 8, 2006 21:26:08 GMT -5
POST ORDER: Me Darah Me Negi Me Junpei
QUEST BEGIN:
The three of you proceed towards the merchant town where you were hired to work in. From the outside it is a boring place, but once inside, it is crowded, and full of loud, angry merchants.
At the gate is Dallas, the mayor. He is a fat, nice man with a fez on his head. He wears red robes with a green undershirt.
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Darah
Spell Caster
~Give me a pair of blades and I'll show you Xena~
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Post by Darah on Jun 8, 2006 22:03:03 GMT -5
(I'm sorry for the poor quality post. A certain someone was rushing me x.x. Not Halsephea, of course ^^)
It was a small little town on earth that Darah had been offered a job at. She needed to earn some more money for herself since she needed new clothings and the Academy didn’t supply her any more money than she needed to get the simplest of foods and her education. Unlike many other Academy students, Darah didn’t have nice, loving parents who would constantly send their love, hugs and kisses together with a huge amount of money to their children via carrier pigeons or whatever way of sending mail the Arcane Academy used. Heck, she didn’t even have any parents. No, not since that awful day: December 24th of the year 2004. That day, angry with her father and entire clan Darah had wished that the Beracun clan would be exterminated and she got her wish with the help of a tidal wave which decimated her family in her hometown, Banda Aceh.
There were others around Darah who had been hired by the town. Two others to be exact. Both of them from the Academy as well. Darah didn’t know anything of them other than they were both boys, one older and one younger who was perhaps about 10 or 11 years old. Amazing, Darah had always thought that she was the youngest person in Arcane Academy which was filled with a bunch of old geezers wearing pointy hats and sporting long and white grandfather beards. Apperantly, she had been wrong. Darah trudged along the ground wondering what they were hired for. She didn’t get any of the details. Perhaps her companions, who may as well have been total strangers, knew what they were hired to do but Darah was too much of an introverted person to ask them for any sort of information. As the young 14 year old walked towards the town, she thought it pretty much looked… empty, deserted. Well, not really. The right words would be: boring. Dullsville. Get-me-out-of-this-place-and-into-Vegas-please-I-beg-of-you town. Darah pulled her brown cloak about her tighter and lowered her hood more so that it only showed her pale green chin. Darah always wore something to cover herself as much as possible, be it a large goofy hat, a cloak, and overcoat or a pair of thick gloves. She was a half demon. Pale green skin with uneven patches of scales, two inched horns growing out of her temples, claws instead of fingernails. It was absolutely necessary that she doesn’t show too much of her true self otherwise chaos would unfold and she would have the entire town chasing after her. Perched on Darah’s shoulder was a little basilisk lizard. Her kid, Gekko. A basilisk in true form but hidden in the body of a lesser creature by Darah with the aid of her hex+ spell because most people would scream “dragon” if they saw her kid’s true form and come after him with torches and pitchforks. Come on… Doesn’t anyone recognize a basilisk when they see one? Probably not since dragons were more common and both species were connected to lizards.
As she approached the town, she could hear a noise which slowly grew louder and louder as she got nearer and nearer. It sounded like a buzz before but now as she got to the town’s entrance, that little buzz became a loud and constant roaring. Darah could see that she had been wrong about the town. It wasn’t boring, it was lively. It was NOISY. This town was crawling with merchants who couldn’t keep their traps shut for one moment. They were constantly yelling “come one come all” and “I’ll give you a friendly price”. On the merchants’ faces were wide friendly smiles to lure consumers into their traps. The merchants’ talk which was replied by buyers who kept doing their best to bargain and haggle with the unwavering sellers. Obviously these merchants were very experienced. Darah seriously considered going over to a few of the stalls and getting something for herself. The thrill of bargaining always called to her. One could probably say that it was in most of the females’ instinct to shop whenever and wherever you can. However, Darah suddenly remembered that she did not have enough money and that was the whole reason she was in this town in the first place. Her heart sank as she looked around for the contact she was supposed to meet with. She had been told that she was to meet someone by the town’s gates. After scanning the area thoroughly, she only saw one person. The person she had seen was a fat man, dressed in clothes that any fashion critic would ask “WHY on earth did you get that thing?!” However, the man looked like a cheerful fellow so she forgave his fashion blunders as she walked over to him.
“Excuse me, neighbour.” The small girl said, raising her voice slightly so the man could hear her over the din which the merchants were creating. “Are you the contact whom I’m supposed to meet with? The one who hired us about a certain ‘problem’?”
Darah was getting excited. All the noise caused by the merchants were raising her adrenaline levels. If this continues at this rate, the person standing in front of the fat man would become a monster which would shut the merchants up for a second before they panicked and screamed all over the place, possibly leaving their goods behind in their fright. That was part of Darah’s family line curse. To become monsters whenever they got hyped up.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 8, 2006 22:09:09 GMT -5
*The chubby man smiles upon seeing you. He comes at you and gives all three of you giant hugs.*
"Oh thank you thank you thank you sooooo much for coming to help us. We're all tired of living in fear... we need this problem dealt with... So, have you all already been told about the job?"
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Negi
Apprentice
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Post by Negi on Jun 8, 2006 22:16:52 GMT -5
"Yes sir."
Negi, a little ten year old boy said as he stepped around from the girl. He couldn't get a good view of her but he could feel the inate magic that leaked off her. He coudl feel the same comming off the boy to their left, who seemed to be the oldest of the group. While Negi was indeed the youngest here he was far from weak. At only ten he had joined the academy after all.
"If you could just give us the details then we could get it taken care of..."
Negi backed off again and slid sideway, hiding behind the oldest one. Not many would know but this man was related to Negi, he was his older brother and best friend. For the past threeyears Negi had been alone with his grandfather, training his magic adn his mind. Noe Negi was a child prodigy of magic and one of the youngest to invent his own speel.
"Big brother... you'll protect me if we get into trouble right?"
Negi tighty grabbed onto the material of his brothers cloak. He may be a mage and he may be here at the academy but this was his first true magical fight.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 8, 2006 22:22:49 GMT -5
Dallas was more than surprised to see a ten year old child in the group, but he didn't care. As long as they were strong.
"As far as information goes, here's what we know. Father Parson was found yesterday in the church, dead. He suffered multiple slices with an unknown weapon, the death blow being a slit throat. When he was found, he was almost bled dry. However, his blood was used to draw a large cross on the wall, some sort of taunt against the church... Also missing was his key that led to the catacombs. When the militia went into the catacombs to catch the murderer, they never came out. Now, people in town have been getting killed, their bodies dragged into the catacombs at night... We need you three to go into the catacombs, and find out what's happening..."
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Junpei
Student Teachers
Da-ku Kaen
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Post by Junpei on Jun 8, 2006 22:28:19 GMT -5
"Heh..."
Junpei Taltos watched as the fat man before them first addressed the cloaked figure. Then his little Brother Negi stepped up and took charge. That quickly ended however as he fell behind Junpei and grabbed onto him. Junpei reached his right hand around and rested it on his little brothers head.
"S'ok bro. I'll make sure we both get threw this in one peice."
WHAT ABOUT ME!
You to Loish, you're just as important as any of us. Let's make sure everyone get's out of here.
Junpei watched and listened as the man in charge gave them the information they had gathered so far. Junpei sifted through it in his mind and already knew what the culprit was, or at least had a good idea of what it was.
As the man finished Junpei looked down at Negi and then back to the man.
"Where exactly are the catacombs?"
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 9, 2006 0:36:07 GMT -5
"Well, go through the town to the opposite end, and leave the premisis. Walk for about a quarter mile to find the cemetary. The catacombs enterence is the stone structure there."
*He says, pointing towards where he speaks of.*
"Oh, and a little tip... Don't talk to the merchants... They will rip you off at every turn..."
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Darah
Spell Caster
~Give me a pair of blades and I'll show you Xena~
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Post by Darah on Jun 9, 2006 1:45:58 GMT -5
Darah grimaced as the fat man walked towards her and gave her a giant bear hug. It was a rather tight squeeze and Darah could hardly breathe. Not to mention being so close to a man with body odour really sickened her and made her breathing all the more harder, almost to the point of suffocation. Even her kid buried his sensitive lizard nostrils into his mother’s cloak. Darah felt instant relief when the fashion sense deprived man finally let go of her and continued his squeezing hugs on the other two Arcane Academy students. Having done with suffocating the three apprentices, the fat man expressed his gratitude enthusiastically as much as repeatedly. All the time Darah just wanted him to shut up and get to the point. The fat man finally composed himself and asked if the trio had been briefed about the mission. Darah was about to say no when the kid of the group walked up to the man and answered yes. As Darah had thought, she hadn’t been given the details about this job. The Academy’s agents must really hate her for being partially demon. If the kid wanted to talk, she’ll let him. Thank god. Darah hated talking. Why waste her breath when others could do it for her? Then when the kid asked for details on the mission, Darah almost felt like slapping him. First you say you know what the job was about, then you ask details about it? Do you or do you not know? Make up your mind! As if he suddenly lost all of his boldness, the youngster scurried behind the older boy and addressed him as big brother. Meanwhile, the eldest member of the group comforted his ‘sibling’. Hmmm… the thought of the two being related had never crossed Darah’s mind yet until the little tyke said those words. It wasn’t like they looked the same at all. The ‘elder brother’ had dark brown hair and grey eyes whereas the younger had red hair and brown eyes. Perhaps they were not blood related brothers. Darah wondered if being brothers, they had the same spell types or if they had some spell which complimented one another’s.
Darah focused her attention back to the man again as he gave them a briefing on the mission. Apperantly, someone killed a priest with a bladelike weapon and ran off with the key to the catacombs into the graveyard. The town had sent soldiers into the catacombs but none have returned. Killed by the assassin or others while in the dark catacombs no doubt. There were also other murders after that, with people being dragged into the catacombs. Why was Darah hired to do a child’s job of hunting down one or more assassins? With Gekko, she could easily take on an army of one hundred if need be, as long as no guns were involved. So why was she here again? Oh, that’s right. She needed the money. The conversation continued when ‘big brother’ asked the fat guy the location of the catacombs. The place would be the group’s next destination. As the man replied them, Darah jotted the directions down onto the notepad of her mind. She’ll remember the directions until she chooses to get rid of it. This was one of Darah’s special abilities. Powerful selective memory. With the directions all in Darah’s head, she started walking in the direction the fat man pointed at. She didn’t have to wait for the other two. They could follow her if they wanted to. She wouldn’t care. All she needed by her side was her kid, no one else. Besides, the two brothers would be caring too much about each other than to bother about her. Some team this group is turning out to be.
"Oh, and a little tip... Don't talk to the merchants... They will rip you off at every turn..." Darah heard the man warn over her shoulder. She would not have to worry about the merchants. After all, Darah was a beggar and beggars were one class above merchants when it came to sneakiness. As Darah followed the instructions written down in her mind, there were occasional merchants who had come up to her and tried persuading her to buy some of their goods. Darah ignored most of them but did check out the items for sale by some of the merchants. These merchants were selling machine parts and Darah could use some of those parts for her upcoming ‘project’. However, she simple did not have the money right now and forced the merchants to go away by turning her pockets inside out, showing nothing but pocket lint. Customers with no money were a serious turnoff for merchants. Darah eventually made it to the catacombs. She stared at the large grey structure made of stone. Peering into it, she saw that it was all dark. She sighed.
Guess I’ll have no choice but to wait for one of those boys to get a torch.
(sorry if my posting is a little slow. I have many other things to do ><)
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 9, 2006 8:24:38 GMT -5
*The doorway instantly leads to a stairwell that goes down. You assume that the door is down there.*
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Negi
Apprentice
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Post by Negi on Jun 9, 2006 11:55:00 GMT -5
negi Taltos qas ot one to trust peopel instantly, but this girl was part of this team, so he felt he might be able to at least give her the time of day and be nice. Howevere before he would get the chance they would be off.
Sticking close to Junpei Negi would spend the whole time walking threw the town clinging to his older brother. It wasn't that he was afraid of the large group of people, he had been in large groups before. It was the fact that the whole time they did walk through they were bombarded by merchants. Merchants who loked ready to rip the trio apart trying to sell them this and that. Negi was not used to this kind of attention from people and as such he stayed hidden next to Junpei.
As the girl ahead of the walked however she was able to turn away the merchants with a simple act, showing she had no money. Since Negi was ten he of course only had pocket change right now, but Negi wondered about his older brother. If Junpei had even a moderate amount on him the merchants would probably sworm him even more. Luckily the merchants figured that if one in the group was broke, the entire trio must be broke. So Junpei and Negi were saved from the merchants for now.
As they broke the town and hit the cemetary Negi began to loosen up more. He actually drifted away from Junpei a little and brought his staff out from behind his back. Letting the staff rest lightly in his hands Negi made his way so he was up next to the girl and peered down into the ending blackness.
"So, who wants to go first?"
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