"I think the best plan of action would be to disable the other ships and get away with the fastest on the seas. Wouldn't be too hard to get the information we need, just visit a local pub and get any information you need." Jargg smiled and looked towards the horizon and the smile disappeared, "Ugh, the sea" he turned around and kicked a few rocks. "Tell me when you guys figure something out...I'll go say goodbye to dry land" Jargg walked over to a nearby boulder and sat down looking at the ground.

OOC: Alot happens when you don't check in for a few days... I'm a little lost...

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OOC: Top, we're out of the castle, heading for a town to comandeer a boat to get across the sea.

BIC...

Lamont joined Jargg, sitting next to the boulder (while still coming up about to Jargg's height.)
"I know why you hate the idea of going out to sea so much, and I'm just as reluctant to leave dry land. But you've got to keep in mind that you will be one of few, if not the only, dwarf to travel across the sea if you go through with this."

That being said, Lamont stood back up. His eyes directed themselves to the town. Everyone seemed to be at peace in there... He didn't want to hurt anyone.

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I'm sorry guys, we've been moving to our new house which is a lot of work. It's also finals week for classes, so I don't have very much time to spend on the Roleplay or Runescape. Here in a week or so things will cool down and I'll continue our story. In the meantime anyone who needs to catch up on where we're at in our tale can do so.

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Gualbert slapped Wolem on the back in his particular consoling manner and faced Lamont. “I’m rather partial to your idea, Lamont. Jarggs’ right though, we need to seek out a pub and find out which is the best ship out of the bunch. Nabbin’ a military vessel would probably be best for our image, but we’ve got innocents to save.” Gualbert shielded the sun of his eyes with his hand as he looked around the town. “There,” Gualbert pointed at a lively old building a few feet from the docks, “that looks to be a pub there.”

Gualbert’s guess was right. The Olde Bobrow Inn and Bar could be seen written on a swinging sign out in front of the building as the party approached. Before entering Gualbert eyed his party once over to assure nothing would betray their true purpose. Then being quite confident of his party’s appearance, Gualbert pushed open the swinging inn-doors and stepped inside.

The heavy scent of smoking and alcohol wafted through the old tavern. Sailors, young and old, fishers, and women of more or less savory motives could be seen sitting around the heavy wooden tables. A hideous uproar of laugher at some apparently hilarious (and probably off-colored) joke broke out as the party entered. Gualbert, waving a dense cloud of smoke from his face, approached an empty table in the back and sat down. “Might as well get a decent meal while we’re here” Gualbert said, “here comes the bartender - order up.” A tall bald man with a sharp-looking goatee was quickly making his way toward the table.

Vevis followed Gualbert into the Bar, and held his breath when he smelt the smoke. "Ugh, I've never liked smoke..." He took a seat at the table which Gualbert chose and addressed the bartender.

"Whadd'ya want?" the tall, bald man with the sharp goatee said.

"Err..." mumbled Vevis. "Do you have any... meat?" He almost laughed at how stupid he sounded. "Is there a menu of any sorts? I know this isn't a resteraunt or anything but..."

OOC: Alright, I'll just pick up here then.

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Jargg knelt down and touched the ground "Goodbye" he said and then followed Gualbert and Vevis onto the streets and into the pub. He followed them to the table "Ah the smell of a good smoke, very appealing before we leave" he tapped his own pipe "I better save it all for the journey. Oh! orders right". He looked at the waiter with a twinkle in his eyes "I'll have your finest roast duck" he said with a smile. He then turned to Gualbert "A fitting meal, eh?"

The bartender gave a strange look at Vevis. “Not from around here, are ye?” the man bellowed, in a deep sailor-voice. “Well, that be fine wit’ me. Anyhow, we got all kinds of meat, whatever be your chosen’ – no “meanu” though, whatever they be.” Jargg, seeing Vevis was a bit distressed on his order, placed his.

Gualbert couldn’t hold back a laugh at Jargg’s words. “Ah yes, but that sounds pretty good – Bartender, make that two roast duck!” Just then Gualbert caught the slender appearance of an elf with a strange sword in the corner of his eye…

Name: Endil

Class: hunter

Race: human-1/4 elvish

Appearance: he stands at about 5 feet 8 inches. He wears a long-sleeved green cotton shirt and a pair of brown canvas pants and a long hooded cloak.

Origin: his mother is a half-elf and his father is a human. He has been trained by the elves in hunting and use of the bow and sword. At age fifteen he set out to hunt anything that threatens peace, whether it is a stray Warg or an evil empire. Now at eighteen he is a somewhat experienced and very dangerous foe. Like all elves he prefers agility to armor.

Armor: a light tunic of soft leather made for him by the elves

Weapon/s: He carries a bow named Turin, a recurved composite that had its backing made from dragon horn, its limbs made from fine yew and its belly is reinforced with unicorn sinew. He carries a quiver full of arrows and an ancient two handed sword. (Something like this one.)

Strengths: he has excellent eyesight and hearing and is good with a bow.

Weaknesses: he is highly agile but a landed blow could make him very vulnerable, he heals slowly.
He depends on his strange sword and its weird attacks to win swordfights. His fighting stile leaves no room for the unpredictable. Thusly he prefers to take on his enemies before they ever reach him.

OOC: thanks for letting me join

IC: the elf walked up and sat down at the bar next to them. “You picked the right thing to order” the elf said smiling “if there’s one thing this place has got its good duck”
Turning to the bartender he said “I’ll have a dragon kin mallard, well done”

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OOC: sm, the [RP Full] at the topic's subject kinda sorta means the RP is full, no more characters allowed to join... Hang on.


You got a PM from Earl allowing you to join?

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Thomas stood at the docks, conversing with a rough looking man, large and intimidating. Tamsin was sitting nearby on a barrel. The two men spoke in jest, as if they had known each other for a long time and were past friends.

Tamsin appeared to be paying no attention, but she of course didn't have to. Because of Thomas, she knew what was being said.

"A ferry to Tempos?" the rough man asked.

"That's right. And we'll be bringing six or so other people with us." Tamsin's mouth was moving ever so slightly. Obviously she was trying not to speak, to make them seem less strange. It also explained why Thomas was speaking in first person.

"That's going to be a large fee for such a large party."

"I know. We have enough to cover seven of us, and I believe you owe our late father quite a large debt too."

The sailor looked at his boots. "The old man rolled over then?" he said and paused. Thomas only nodded.

After a time of consideration, the man looked up and spoke, "Every man of this world owes something to your father in one way or another, and I doubt anybody could ever repay him fully. Until we get to Tempos, my boat is yours."

"Thank you, Azu. I won't forget this." Thomas began to walk away and Tamsin followed.

Azu called out after him "You'd better forget it. Think about what this might do to my reputation if people figure out about it!"

Yelling, Thomas called out after him, "Your word is safe with us!" The last three words were doubled by Tamsin. She slipped, but hopefully nobody noticed. Azu already knew the twins intimately enough to understand their situation, but the other nearby sailors didn't.


As the two stalked off, they conversed with each other in private. Tamsin began, "I saw them come into the city. Some of them went into the pub. I didn't see where the others went."

"Then we will go to the pub first, and find the others later. Hopefully they're not so stupid as to try something that could get them into trouble."


OOC: IIIIIIIIIII'M BAAAAAAAACK!

Lamont looked out to sea, anxiety and anticipation welling up in him. I don't know what to think anymore... Oh well, it will be fun!

His attention was immediately diverted by yells echoing from the docks. By the time he had started to pay attention, he could only make out, "...reputation if people figure out about it!" Afterwards, Lamont heard a more familiar voice... more like set of voices... yell, "Your word is safe with us!"

Lamont jerked his head to face the town and, sure enough, the missing companions Tommy and Tammy were there. Lamont took two steps toward them, then broke out into a run. He finally came to a skidding halt in front of them, almost flailing his arms to keep his balance. He looked into the eyes of both the twins, despite not being able to tell them apart at first glance.

"So, it's you two again. I wondered where you were for a while... If you're finally planning on joining back with us, the brunt of the party is over in that direction." Lamont pointed to the path leading to where Lamont had come from. "Jargg, Vevis, and Gaulbert are in the pub, if you were interested." Lamont looked back to the twins, unsure of who to face as he spoke. "So, dare I ask what brought you here?"

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The twins stared blankly at Lamont. Finally, Thomas spoke as Tamsin turned to Thomas, keeping her mouth shut again, but still making the words inside of her mouth. "Retrieve them all, and quickly. Bring everybody to the third pier. The ship docked there will leave soon. I should... hope... that you all will be on it before it takes off."

The two began moving towards the market area when Tamsin turned about to Lamont. Both spoke this time, "And make sure the feline one doesn't burn anything. It... He seems like one who would burn anything out of pleasure, even humans."

"Make that three roast duck... I'd kill for any meat right now... But the thing I'd kill would be the animal itself..." He then glanced at the elf who had sat down.

Turning his attention to the bartender, he said "And a glass of whatever non-alchoholic drink you have... Though I'm not sure if you do have those..." He yawned. He turned to Gualburt. "I need some-rest... Should I rent a room here, or do we not have time?"

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“It’s actually four roast duck” Endil said “there’s three species available here. Dragon-kin mallard is best” then he paused for a second.
“Forgive for not introducing myself” he said, his strange flowing accent that indicating that his native language was elvish. “My name is Endil. I am tracking a small group of rebels” here he paused to pull a mud soaked piece of parchment from his belt “they left far too clear a trail.” Then he whispered “But you needn’t worry, both of the trackers the army sent will never return. I wish to join you in your quest”.

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Lamont almost busted into the bar, but managed to contain himself when he reached the door. Nonchalont, Lamont, you're too old to go running into a bar fully armed like that and expect not to cause trouble. So Lamont removed his blades and stuck them next to the stairs, then casually walked inside. He found his party, and walked toward them. As he got closer, he heard the final two sentences from an elf next to his friends... A complete stranger to come along like that?

Lamont finally got to Vevis, Gaulbert, and Jargg. He grabbed Vevis and Jargg on the back of their shirt's collars and poked his head into the group. "Thomas and Tamsin are back and apparently got us a ride. Third pier. If this elf", Lamont said as he nodded his head to Endil, "is actually coming, then make it formal when you reach the docks. I have to go get the others." Lamont then tugged Jargg and Vevis away, knowing Gaulbert would follow, as well as Endil if he was truly coming. As he left, Lamont saw the bartender and said, "Sorry about this, but we've lost the free time to enjoy your food. Farewell!"

As Lamont finally pulled his friends out of the bar, he hopped off the stairs and retrieved his blades, strapping them on. Without a single look at if his party was all there or actually heading to the third pier, Lamont dashed out to the camp where he found Ouur'mm, Gregory, and Wolem. Without waiting for a proper 'hello', he relayed the news. "Thomas and Tasmin are back and apparently want us at the third tier. Ouur'mm, you might want to fix yourself up to walk in public... Oh, and Wolem, I was asked to persuade you not to play with fire while there."
This time, Lamont waited for everyone else to get up and move before he decided to begin moving with them. However, to avoid become too impatient with the anticipation of a sea-voyage, he withdrew his blades and began to practice his basic forms... It had been so long since he had done so, it was almost foreign to him... About like walking so much that you forget how to crawl.

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OOC: Awww. I was hoping you'd take longer to get everybody gathered up. Then something interesting might happen. Maybe a guard or two will recognize us? I'unno, our GM, EoM, will have something up his sleeve, I hope.

OOC: You asked for me to gather everyone and I made sure everyone knew where to be. Just keep in mind the only definite movements are Jargg's, Vevis', yours, and my own. I haven't made anyone else move at all, so those happenings are still a distinct possibility.

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Jargg grumbled as he was yanked out of the pub, "bugger making me loose a good meal" he said. Then watched as Lamont took off running again, Jargg shrugged his shoulders turned around and walked back into the pub. He walked up to the very confused waiter holding onto platers of duck. "I'll take mine to go" Jargg said as he snatched one from the platter and threw a few scattered coins onto the waiter's dish. "Keep the change" He said and ran out again.

He ripped off one of the duck's wings and shoved it in his mouth. "Mmmm...sweet and savory. Definitely worth it" He said with a small smile on his face. He then looked around and took another bite of the wing. "Tier three eh?" He said to himself with a mouthful of duck. He shrugged his shoulders and started walking towards the docks. "I could probably dry this and it'll keep for a long time, probably taste as good too" Jargg continued thinking thoughts on how to preserve the duck and how well it tasted all the way to the docks.