[Syliras Adventure] The Bronze Wizards (Grandfathered)

[Hunter]

Timestamp: 33nd Day of Winter, 509 AV Starting Location: Syliras For who: Up to four players, all of which should be ready for fighting, so be warned Rumors spread fast, and one certain rumor had been blazing its way through Syliras the past few days. As the rumor goes, a powerful, yet very dangerous, man has taken to hiding within the city. He lives off the shadows and feeds in the dark. Yet, every third day of Winter, on the 30th chime of the 23rd bell, he emerges into the light. The shadow-man visits the Rearing Stallion for a simple meal and a drink. They say that this is the only time when he has to eat. Of course, that's absurd... Right? Today is the 33rd day of Winter, and the latest stories say that the shadow-man will make his regular visit to the Rearing Stallion. But, this time is not like all the other times. This time the mysterious man has a purpose, they say that he has an adventure, an adventure that is not for the light hearted. They say the mission involves a murder, that it includes getting one's hands bloody. Very bloody. The city is spreading whispers of a deed so dark that anyone who accepts it is insane. Tonight, unlike all other nights, the Rearing Stallion is almost silent. The atmosphere of the room is eerie tonight, and the only sounds are of people taking gulps of beer or a floorboard squeaking. All eyes are directed towards the door, all breathes held. Every few minutes those too weak-hearted stand up and hurry out. The anxiousness is just too much for some people. Finally, 32 chimes after the 23rd bell the door of the bar opens. A tall, black cloaked man steps in. His face hidden by the large hat that he wears. The shadow-man arrives. Seemingly oblivious to many sets of eyes staring at him, the newcomer orders a large, cold mug of beer and proceeds to find a seat towards the back of the tavern. He begins to sip, and each time he finishes a mug the bartender hurries to replace it. The shadow-man was in the middle of his second beer when the first man gathers the courage to face him. The conversation was full of whispers, whispers that sent chills down the spines of onlookers. The conversation sparked even more rumors, and those at the bar begin to whisper them. Throughout the night, more people approach the mysterious man's table. They all leave the Rearing Stallion within a few minutes, whether or not they accepted the mission is unknown, with a scared look on their faces. Who will be brave, or drunk, enough to accept this man's challenge. Who will risk their very life for whatever reward he offers.

[Nyahna Sasin]

Sasin sat in the tavern, waiting, watching. He had heard the rumors, he had been warned about him, and now, he would see him for himself. The terrifying shadow man, who only appeared on the 30th chime of the 23rd bell every third day of winter. Sasin rolled his eyes slightly. The locals were fools. A black cloak and hood did not automatically make one evil. Nor did the lack of such attire indicate otherwise.

The 30th chime. Despite himself, Sasin leaned forward slightly in anticipation. Nothing. He sat back in his seat, thinking for a moment. He couldn't remember if they said that he arrived at 30 chimes, or left his house at 30 chimes. If the latter, then it would probably take two or three chimes to get here.

Speak of the devil. The door had opened, and the man entered. Sasin smirked. Tall, black cloak, and huge hat. How very quaint. Still, the man did seem rather.....forboding. Even if he was doing something boring, like drinking beer.

Sasin hesitated, somewhat reluctant to draw attention to himself. Still, if he wanted to find out more, he'd have to. A little nervous, he walked up to the man. His arms crossed, he said "So, you must be the one I've heard so much about. A pleasure to meet you." He said. If the man responded positively, or at least, didn't blast him or yell at him, he'd sit down. If not.......well, he could worry about that later.

[Hunter]

The shadow-man heard Nyahna's words, he just didn't look up. Instead, he simply sat there for a few more moments, taking one last sip of beer. When he was done he spoke, but continued to keep his head down. "Hello," the man's voice was raspy, as if he hadn't drank anything the last three days, despite the fact he was on his second mug of beer right now, "What do you call yourself?" The whole time he continued to drink, as if satisfying a never-ending thirst, with his head down so to keep the shadows on his face.

However Sasin replied the man still continued in the same tone, seeming as though he completely ignored whatever the Dhani said. "Nice to meet you," this time he let out a dry cough as he spoke again, "As you probably know, I have a mish-" Before he could finish his sentence, the man went into a huge coughing fit. Once it was over he took a long draft of beer, finishing the mug. "Mission, I have a mission." Before he continued the bartender brought yet another drink, to which the shadow-man tipped generously for.

This time he did not drink before speaking. This meeting was taking long enough, and he didn't even know if Sasin would accept. "This mission is dangerous," he coughed before continuing, "And for me to explain it, I need your promise that your are ready to risk your life. For a large reward of course." He said the last part with a coarse, weak laugh, and then continued to drink the beer. "I'm not sure how much time I have though, so speak quick."

[Aksia Carataqua]

"I'm not sure how much time I have though, so speak quick."

Aksia heard, this was her first time in Syliras ever and she was astounded to how quick she had already found a mission worth going on. She was no warrior, or assassin, but she had an insatiable desire to go on adventures and have fun. She wasn't afraid of getting her hands dirty either, and she wasn't like other Charodae either. Containing her overwhelming excitement inside of a calm mask of nonchalance she wriggled closer to the pair.
"Ooh, can I join too?" she asked, she knew the Dhani that was talking to the man in black and she would happily join if one of her friends joined. "Well can I?" she asked again hopefully.
( A happy Charoda is a Dangerous one XD) (Yes i am hyper!)

[Gintoki]

Gintoki praised himself lucky that he had chosen this table to wait for the cloaked man's arrival, the man had sat down at the table next to him. Gintoki wasn't so careless as to approach such a suspicious looking man directly so he waited for someone else to approach him which would give him the chance to overheard the conversation and decide whether to join the adventure or leave unscathed.

After hearing the requirement for hearing the mission Gintoki was somehow certain that if he would attempt to overheard the details he would get killed. He thought a while about what to do before he stood up and walked towards the cloaked man, the man he was speaking to and a woman that already joined the conversation aswell.

" I want to hear about the mission. " He said briskly.

[Nyahna Sasin]

Sasin frowned as the man asked for his name. His voice.... odd. "You can call me Sasin." This man was odd, and not at all frightening, like everyone said. Still somewhat hesitant, Sasin pulled up a chair and sat across from the man.

"I need your promise that your are ready to risk your life."

Sasin smirked. Now that was more like what he wanted to hear. "Why certainly." He said. What was life without a little, or a lot of risk? Boring. Adventured weren't normally his thing, but there was still a first time for everything. The bottles of wine he had drunk probably helped his optimisim.

He was about to probe for details when a Charoda bounced up to him. "Oh, Siku. You again?!" He groaned, recognizing the Charoda Not-Priestess. "Are you deliberately following me?" He asked wearily.

" I want to hear about the mission. "

Another man. Straight, and to the point. Sasin was interested. This might be a man who could use his services. Still, this was going to be an interesting adventure.

[Aksia Carataqua]

"Oh, I'm fine to take risks!" Aksia said "I'm thrilled to see you again Mr. Sasin!!" she then said to Sasin. Indeed she was, Sasin was one of her first friends (well at least she treated him as a friend) in Mizahar, besides her other Charodae friends in Charbosi. She bounced around and then called for warm tea and waited for the Shadow man to continue.

( sorry for my short posts )

[Hunter]

The dark figure acknowledged the newly arrived with seemingly little interest. Yet, in his head he was overjoyed. With every new soul, the chance of one accepting his mission grew just a little bit... "Alright then," he continued to speak in the same odd tone as before, "I s'pose this means I won't have to speak as much..." Then, for not the first time that night, he looked up. This seemingly simple action was what drove most inquirers out of the tavern instantly. His face was not normal. In fact, it was absolutely horrid. Just as the man's voice would suggest, he was dehydrated. His entire pale face was cracked, crevices running all over. He was in a condition that made it illogical for him to be living. At that far stage of dehydration he must have not drank anything in days. He now stared directly at them with bloodshot eyes, and the forever raspy voice, "You can call me Joseph, and I need your help." Joseph went into a coughing fit shortly after he finished the sentence and continued to speak once he recuperated. "You see, something has happened to me. And my master." He added. "We've been cursed, as should be relatively obvious by now." When he noticed that neither his face nor his explanation caused the three to leave he continued once more, "By multiple wizards." All through the night no one had made it past a minute of conversation with him, they had all fled in fear, yet these three truly seemed ready to risk their lives. Despite everything they were ready to help him, and whether or not it was just for a reward didn't matter. Joseph finally had a chance, these three were his tickets to freedom. "The wizards, there were four of them, all reside in the Bronze Woods." Once again he coughed, but this time he did it feeling a little less worried about death, "They all are in different parts of the forest, and they shouldn't be too hard to track down. Considering that they all work together to channel their dark magic, I suspect only two of them have to be removed to save my master and I. Of course, the more dead the merrier." After speaking for so long, what happened next was inevitable. The worst coughing fit of the night overtook him, and after what seemed like many minutes it passed. "Come back here 3 nights from now with proof that they are dead. I can't risk any later than that. Heck, I shouldn't have waited this long before asking for help. So, any questions?" He put on a false smile, all was going much better than he thought it would be. Soon, Joseph though, perhaps he could finally be at peace.

OOCAnd the adventure begins... Duh duh duh! PM me any questions, but don't expect much more than a very vague answer.

[Aksia Carataqua]

"Dear, Rak'keli she said in Char, it came out as a shrieking scream that lingered in the air for a second before fading. A few people shot startled looks at her. "Sorry." she said to the people "That was an accident.". She was deeply shocked at the appearance of the man, his shriveled and cracked face, she hid the shock behind a mask of nonchalance but her breathing had been reduced to deep breaths. "Calm yourself down!" she thought to herself.
"What do you mean?" Aksia said "What if your curse is permanent? I don't understand ANY of this magic that you talk about, it doesn't seem to be any branch of certain magic, could you sort of explain it slightly?" she stammered nervously. Aksia had NEVER killed anyone, and didn't want to, no matter how bad these people were, she couldn't kill them, incapacitate, yes, knock-out, yes, kill? No. Even her fighting style was meant for incapacitating, she could NEVER EVER destroy a life. "One last question, is killing the people the only way to remove your curse?"
Aksia sat back down, mentally struggling with her conscience whether she should partake in this mission.

[Hunter]

The first reaction when Joseph looked up was a startling scream, and his first thought was that this girl was not up for the challenge. But, in a few moments she spoke again, showing that she was still interested in the task. "What if your curse is permanent? I don't understand ANY of this magic that you talk about, it doesn't seem to be any branch of certain magic, could you sort of explain it slightly?" "No," Joseph began in the same horrid tone, "I am not a master of magic either. But, I do know enough to understand that these wizards have used multiple disciplines to create the curse, and that they must have at least one person at a time channeling the spell to keep it going." At this he broke into yet another coughing fit and ended it with a long sip of water, "And if I'm wrong, well we will just have to find out when the wizards are gone." Then the girl asked of she had to kill. Jokingly Joseph replied, "Yeah, convince them to stop casting their spells, then it would achieve the same effect. Oh, and one other thing, I have a suspicion that these wizards plan to do more than just harass me and my master. Now please, anymore questions? Or will you help already?" His tone was neither loud nor angry when he suggested the get on with it, instead it kept the same constant tone as always. He wasn't mad at them for not going, but he wanted to ask a few more people through the night. You couldn't be sure if these ones would make it out alive... OOCUnfortunately, this thread is now grandfathered, but I want to keep it going all the same!