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Larry_OHF · 06-07-2006, 01:43 PM

Simon Locke

He needn't say more, but was off in an instant to secure the perimeter of the manor in the event that whoever these intruders had made enemies of did not breach these walls. The guard was alerted and they went into their own contingency that was already established, the only difference being that now Karl was in charge of it all. Men were posted on the exterior as well as certain locations within the home of the governing body of this town. On the way past the front door, Simon noted that the butler stood there still with the gear in-hand of the two guests of the manor this night, Sever and Pandaros. He was bothered that they had not yet left the manor and realized that he'd have to be a bit more pushy now.

Going back into the dining hall, he found them both there idly chatting about something and trying to get drunk off of the wine they had been offered.

"Excuse me gentlemen. I do not intend to be rude, but I need to ask you both to seek your shelter at the Inn now. We are locking up for the night and the guards do not like having to open doors once they have been secured. You will find your gear in the hands of our butler by the doorway at this time."

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Stranger in this Town

He knew it would come to that, and he did not think it wise to hand over his real name...for his name was probably one of the most recognized in the land of Ironworks...being a part of it since before Baulder's Gate II was ever released. Although his last name had only come into play about the same time it was required to have such a one as to hand off to his bride-to-be, it was equally just as recognized amongst too many people on the RP forum to just say it and expect no retribution,,,for what he had been.

A name...

"I am Daniel Turamarth. If you've ever heard of the surname, its because my older brother is an heir to a great wealth in a land far from Ironworks. But he knows nothing of me. I was conceived in secret a few years later by a mother that made a mistake one drunken night and realized that she had made things difficult for her firstborn, who had legal right to his father's inheritance. She figured I'd try to claim the wealth as part mine, and so I was abandoned to the church until I grew old enough to leave on my own and seek a name for myself despite my harsh beginnings. I came to Ironworks, hoping to get a job and found out that I had a pretty good sword arm and people trusted me, so I decided to become a traveling companion for people who wanted to tour through Ironworks and do whatsoever thing they desired.

My latest adventure was to accompany an artist...that's Joe...and he wanted to capture on canvas some of Ironworks' most dangerous places. I decided to take him to the Tower of the Mage of Shadow, for that is truely the most dangerous place on Ironworks besides the Current Events Forum so he could paint it.

However, although the Mage had somehow vanished from Ironworks, it was not as safe as I thought it would be, and we were captured. We were taken into the tower and were imprisoned until the Mage might return to kill us. There were two people there in prison with us, a tall, strong man and a female elf. I assured them that we could escape alive once I came up with a plan, and they followed me. Together, we four escaped and were pursued by the enemy. The elf said she could conjure a portal that would take us to safety but she needed a large barren wall to work off of. She also guaranteed that the portal would be untraceable once it closed. After running up several floors, we finally found the room we needed and the time required to let her work. The elf conjured the portal for us to escape through and the big man was to protect her while she did it, letting Joe and I go first. I was struck blind by an enemy spell and so could not see what was going on, but the last thing I remember was that the big guy picked me up and tossed me through the portal. I learned later that after I went through that Joe followed, but then the enemies had come seeking us in that room, and the elf was forced to close the portal on their side before the big guy or she could get through...saving us and letting themselves be recaptured.
When I regained my sight, I saw that I was with Joe and we were lost in the portal with no guide. The realization of the sacrifice of the others for us outweighed my fear of being stuck in the portal with no guide."

He stopped, and wiped a tear from his cheek that had started to tickle as it fell, and steadied his voice again.

"So Joe and I walked onward, not knowing what to do in the portal until suddenly the light blinded us as we exited, not knowing where we had been sent. Joe spoke to your lady-servant, and tried to keep her from being scared as we were intruders in your home, but for some reason she appeared to have been expecting us, and did not appear as surprised as one would have imagined. Therefore, we felt at peace long enough for Joe to realize that he could no longer stand, and he slumped to the floor. I managed to push him into a bed, and was seeking a place for myself when you came through the door. I did not know what to do, and panicked, afraid that you would kill intruders on sight. The sword I carried here was left in the closet when I came out to meet you, for I knew it unwise to present myself with a weapon."

He sat back, satisfied that he had proven himself and Joe as bascially harmless along with the fact that their visit was unintentional.

Would it work?

[ 09-25-2006, 05:29 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

06-07-2006, 01:43 PM	#30
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Simon Locke He needn't say more, but was off in an instant to secure the perimeter of the manor in the event that whoever these intruders had made enemies of did not breach these walls. The guard was alerted and they went into their own contingency that was already established, the only difference being that now Karl was in charge of it all. Men were posted on the exterior as well as certain locations within the home of the governing body of this town. On the way past the front door, Simon noted that the butler stood there still with the gear in-hand of the two guests of the manor this night, Sever and Pandaros. He was bothered that they had not yet left the manor and realized that he'd have to be a bit more pushy now. Going back into the dining hall, he found them both there idly chatting about something and trying to get drunk off of the wine they had been offered. "Excuse me gentlemen. I do not intend to be rude, but I need to ask you both to seek your shelter at the Inn now. We are locking up for the night and the guards do not like having to open doors once they have been secured. You will find your gear in the hands of our butler by the doorway at this time." ================================================= Stranger in this Town He knew it would come to that, and he did not think it wise to hand over his real name...for his name was probably one of the most recognized in the land of Ironworks...being a part of it since before Baulder's Gate II was ever released. Although his last name had only come into play about the same time it was required to have such a one as to hand off to his bride-to-be, it was equally just as recognized amongst too many people on the RP forum to just say it and expect no retribution,,,for what he had been. A name... "I am Daniel Turamarth. If you've ever heard of the surname, its because my older brother is an heir to a great wealth in a land far from Ironworks. But he knows nothing of me. I was conceived in secret a few years later by a mother that made a mistake one drunken night and realized that she had made things difficult for her firstborn, who had legal right to his father's inheritance. She figured I'd try to claim the wealth as part mine, and so I was abandoned to the church until I grew old enough to leave on my own and seek a name for myself despite my harsh beginnings. I came to Ironworks, hoping to get a job and found out that I had a pretty good sword arm and people trusted me, so I decided to become a traveling companion for people who wanted to tour through Ironworks and do whatsoever thing they desired. My latest adventure was to accompany an artist...that's Joe...and he wanted to capture on canvas some of Ironworks' most dangerous places. I decided to take him to the Tower of the Mage of Shadow, for that is truely the most dangerous place on Ironworks besides the Current Events Forum so he could paint it. However, although the Mage had somehow vanished from Ironworks, it was not as safe as I thought it would be, and we were captured. We were taken into the tower and were imprisoned until the Mage might return to kill us. There were two people there in prison with us, a tall, strong man and a female elf. I assured them that we could escape alive once I came up with a plan, and they followed me. Together, we four escaped and were pursued by the enemy. The elf said she could conjure a portal that would take us to safety but she needed a large barren wall to work off of. She also guaranteed that the portal would be untraceable once it closed. After running up several floors, we finally found the room we needed and the time required to let her work. The elf conjured the portal for us to escape through and the big man was to protect her while she did it, letting Joe and I go first. I was struck blind by an enemy spell and so could not see what was going on, but the last thing I remember was that the big guy picked me up and tossed me through the portal. I learned later that after I went through that Joe followed, but then the enemies had come seeking us in that room, and the elf was forced to close the portal on their side before the big guy or she could get through...saving us and letting themselves be recaptured. When I regained my sight, I saw that I was with Joe and we were lost in the portal with no guide. The realization of the sacrifice of the others for us outweighed my fear of being stuck in the portal with no guide." He stopped, and wiped a tear from his cheek that had started to tickle as it fell, and steadied his voice again. "So Joe and I walked onward, not knowing what to do in the portal until suddenly the light blinded us as we exited, not knowing where we had been sent. Joe spoke to your lady-servant, and tried to keep her from being scared as we were intruders in your home, but for some reason she appeared to have been expecting us, and did not appear as surprised as one would have imagined. Therefore, we felt at peace long enough for Joe to realize that he could no longer stand, and he slumped to the floor. I managed to push him into a bed, and was seeking a place for myself when you came through the door. I did not know what to do, and panicked, afraid that you would kill intruders on sight. The sword I carried here was left in the closet when I came out to meet you, for I knew it unwise to present myself with a weapon." He sat back, satisfied that he had proven himself and Joe as bascially harmless along with the fact that their visit was unintentional. Would it work? [ 09-25-2006, 05:29 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]