The Tale of the Ugly Troll

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

Aeriah was sitting at the far end of the bar and listed to their conversation discretely and was about to say something when Kyr jumped up, stood on the bar and demanded, "Aeriah here lost his memory too! He can't remember a thing! Can you? No! You can't! He should come to!" then the little pixie paused, "Well, what are you waiting for! Let's get going! ...Where are we going anyway?"
Aeriah sighed a long suffering sigh and replied, "Please excuse Kyr, she is a little more excited then usual." Then he smiled, "I am Aeriah, as my little friend pointed out, and I am a wanderer, a traveller - a monk and a sorcerer. I would like to discover the reason behind my lack of memories also... perhaps we should journey together?"

Bert the Barkeep snorted, "As if ye don't have anything better ta do... why do all ye young'uns always run off and try to find 'adventure', eh?" Then he frowned, "Well, why not try the enchanted forest, then? Or go and see the Sorceress... if they'll let ye in at the castle. Afta all, tis the entire realm that's been affected, ye know."

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OOC:
Able is also somewhere in the tavern - wherever you choose him to be DK.

Also guys, but sorry, my posting will be.. sporadic over the next three weeks. Sorry again >.< I’ll post whenever I can, but just to let you know it might go a little slow.

[ 10-02-2004, 03:26 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[dplax]

Drusalia 11/11

"An enchanted forest?" Drusalia felt strangely as if her mind was trying to communicate information to her about this which it had forgotten.

"I vote we go there."

[Bozos of Bones]

Verrion Sieg 12/12

Without having a plan for himself, Verrion was all to eager to follow Drusalia into the enchanted forest. "Yes, I agree. I haven't got a better idea, and this is the best guess so far."

[dplax]

Drusalia 11/11

She turned back to Verrion:

"On a second thought I shall accept your offer for wine now. Tell me a bit about yourself. I mean the bit you remember."

[Bozos of Bones]

Verrion Sieg 12/12

Verrion waved at the bartender again, to bring on the second flagon. He smiled to Drusalia and opened his mouth to start talking, but then remembered he didn't really know how to answer that question. "I am a man of faith, active in defending it. Currently, I am at a loss as to what I am defending, but I hope to find that out." leaned and picked up the silver shield that was on the floor next to him. "This, I believe, is my patron." He showed the face of the shield to Drusalia.

[dplax]

Drusalia 11/11

She looked at the face on the shield examining it closely, but could not find any memory of it.

I'm sorry I don't know anything which could help you find who your patron is. We could try in one of the town's temples maybe.

[Bozos of Bones]

Verrion Sieg 12/12

Verrion smiled at the idea. This might be a solid chance to get back on track with his paladinhood. "An excellent idea! I am new to the town, so I haven't had time to look around. Yes, let us go to the temple." he turned towards Aeriah and Kyr, and then back to Drusalia "Maybe our new friends might come with us. We are all in this together."

[/)eathKiller]

Able Typhonious 12/12

Able, having been bothered by recent events in his loss of memory about his life, decided to wander into the nearby village of Raenol. He felt the presence of others around him but mostly ignored them and shuffled his pale, fat carcas through the street, his face bent down and watching his feet. "What am I supposed to do, now?" he thought. "I'm a necromancer, but was I feared? Did I exist on my own in the wilds? What did I do? Where did I go? Have I ever used my magics before? Even once? All I can remember is having studied... many things..." Able looks up and sees a tavern. "The Belching Green Dragon Inn." he mutters to himself reading the sign. He slowly shuffles his way to the door and lets himself in. He looks around the room and sees a variety of people. He sits down at a table, and pulls some gold peices out of his pocket. He places them on the table and raises a finger for the wench to give him a drink. He then mutters to himself as he is handed a frothy cup of ale, "Let'see if killing some brain cells can't get my memory back." His back is turned to a few adventurers who seem to be ranting about some sacred forest or something. He doesn't really take much note of what they're saying, but he feels a bit curious.

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

Aeriah nodded, but before he could say a word, Kyr chipped in "Ooooh! An enchanted forest! How exciting! Let's go there! Temple? Ek, booooooring!" the little pixie paused, again, for breath and flew around the bar a couple of times, before returning to Aeriah "Well, what are you waiting for! Let's get going!" she repeated impatiently.
Aeriah smiled, "Kyr, shh. The others want to go to the temple first, so let's head there..."

"I know that! I know! They said so! I heard! I'm not deaf! So let's go! Move! Hurry up! Scram!"

Aeriah gave her a not-so-amused look and calmly waited for the others to get ready. He hadn't noticed the necromancer yet...

Bert the Barkeep gave them all a long look, "'Ere now, ye were planning on paying for ta drinks, weren't ye?" Then Kyr giggled, "Put it on the tab! If you remember!"

"Kyr! Behave!" then he turned to the barkeeper, "Here you are." and handed him a couple of silver pieces.

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The barkeeper's daughter served Able his ale, asking if he required anything else.

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Edit: OOC: Feel free to serve yourself/make use of non-important NPCs in this game - as long as its IC for them. Also feel free to move out of the tavern and walk around the village.

[ 10-02-2004, 03:38 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[/)eathKiller]

Able Typhonious 12/12

"I want to know who those other people at that table are, are they regulars around here?" Able asks pionting at the adventurers.