The SSSB Castle

[Golden Flubba]

Ferron looks up at the somewhat tall strange yet mysterious figure of Starshadow. "I am not here to make friends, nor enemies" he replies. He walks out of the dining room.

A short time later, Ferron finds himself outside the door he suspects leads to his room. He comes to this conclusion because the large gold plate on the door has his name on it, and the key fits the lock. Rather pleased it is so close to the kitchen, he enters the room. At fitst glance, it looks just like any other room, but upon his second glance, Ferron realizes that it is infact an ordinary room. The bed in the corner lookes hard, yet comfortable and the painting on the wall is dull, yet interesting. After familiarizing himself with his room some more, Ferron decides to explore the castle some more.

[Lord Starshadow]

Starshadow watched as Ferron walked away. "Fool. If I had wanted a friend, I'd not be here. But what else would I expect from a lowly human? Wisdom?" The elf had to keep himself from laughing at the thought, which was difficult.

He turned to Ja'mar. "Come then. If he has no sense and doesn't want to listen, then so be it." The elf got up and walked out of the room with Ja'mar following. "Charming little place, isn't it?" he said as he gestured around. "Notice how our leader has filled the place with valuable and extravagant things. Does this impress you?" He turned to Ja'mar to gauge his reaction.

Starshadow walked in the direction of the main library. "At least he has been so kind as to leave valuable information lying around. Either he thinks this will be of no use to anyone, or he underestimates us. Either way, he is wrong." He turned to Ja'mar again. "You see that big mess down the hall? Our rooms are right there. The mess is because of me, I'm sorry to say." The elf started to go into the library but stopped. "Oh, and don't bother trying to get into my room. You'll never make it inside."

[Heartless Butterscotch]

"Well, I don't see any of them in here," she announced. She flipped once more through a small stack of "wanted" posters before storing them away. Whoever the others were, they weren't known to regional authorities.

The thought brought a smile to her lips. "That leaves only private contracts," she said merrily. "And we all know how well they pay. Isn't that right, kitty?"

But the cat that had followed Heartless down into a miserable hellhole of a dungeon was now pointedly ignoring her.

Heartless reclined her head and closed her eyes. The rack she was lying on was comfortable when one wasn't being tortured. She envisioned the contacts she would make in the outlying areas beyond the castle and the discreet inquiries that would hopefully lead to profit.

[ 12-21-2002, 10:32 PM: Message edited by: Heartless Butterscotch ]

[Skydracgrrl]

ooc- kool, im in charge.. dunno if thats one of the wisest things to do, but oh well. [img]tongue.gif[/img] i guess i have to get my character unlost now, doesnt it? ^^;

IC- Skye sighed as she traipsed slowly down the hallway. She had just spent the last twenty minutes outrunning a goblin who seemed very intent in catching her, probably a servant to someone she had "borrowed" from. Now, the growl emitting from her stomach made it hard for her to blend silently in with the shadows, and she hadn't run into anyone since the goblin. Skye stopped suddenly, her nose pointing upwards. She closed her eyes and walked forward quickly, following the delicious smell. She didn't really care if she got caught by anyone. It wasn't like she'd run into anyone yet, so Skye wasn't all that worried about anything bad happening anyways. As long as they fed her, no one would get hurt. She bumped into a wall. Well, no one except her, at least..

[Lord Starshadow]

Without waiting to see what Ja'mar would do, Starshadow walked into the library. Even though he might be reckoned but a child still by Elves, he had gained a wisdom that belied his age. After all, one does not stay alive this long with this lifestyle without gaining wisdom. And so he read whenever he could. Books were filled with so many wonderful things that people have forgotten. Humans might not appreciate them, but Elves certainly do. "And I more than most. Especially with the wonderful finds here." He smiled devilishly at the thought.

He moved on into the map room of the library, and was happy with what he found. "Just what I was looking for. Very detailed and very accurate. I will have to find a capable artist to copy these for me." He rolled up a couple of the world and area maps and put them under his arm before heading back upstairs. "I think a snack would be nice right about now," he thought to himself, before heading off to the kitchen.

edit: ooc: Don't worry about a thing Skye, I've got things under control. [img]smile.gif[/img]

edit again: A typo was bothering me.

[ 12-23-2002, 04:16 AM: Message edited by: Lord Starshadow ]

[CrimsonKing]

"And are you stealing those maps for the good of the guild?" Says a voice from behind a bookcase as Starshadow exits the library.

Starshadow quickly draws a dagger.

"Now now, no need for that. I was just curious as to what you might be up to." Starshadow notices that Ja'mar's annoyingly cheerful voice is gone, and his grin has disappeared leaving a pleasant smile.
"I trust you could make an extra copy of those maps for me, for a price, of course. It's always helpful to know where in the nine hells you are, eh?

[ 12-22-2002, 06:08 AM: Message edited by: CrimsonKing ]

[Lord Starshadow]

Starshadow was momentarily surprised by Ja'mar, but not concerned. "Steal? You're sadly mistaken, my friend. If I were stealing these, I'd have been much more careful. And maps are an utterly silly thing to risk one's life over, wouldn't you agree?" The hand that had went underneath his cloak to steady the maps reappeared empty, and he never turned toward Ja'mar. "But yes, I suppose I could have a copy of these made for you. It will not be cheap, unless you want a useless copy?... I didn't think so." He paused, then turned toward the Human. "And do tell those annoying goblins to not snoop around near my room. Unless they would like to be part of some of my, er, experiments, of course. I fear that I haven't had any participants in quite awhile. The same goes for you, too, I fear." Then the elf turned away and strode off toward the kitchen.

[Golden Flubba]

While absent mindedly exploring the castle, Ferron wanders into the treasury room. After poking around a bit, he picks up a small gold pendant. It isnt much, but it might be worth something when he is finished in here. He run it through his hands feeling the weight of it when it starts twiching. It twiches a little more before flying out of his hands and landing back where he picked it up from. "You want to be like that?" whispers Ferron and he jumps over and picks it back up. The pendant struggles again, but Ferron has a tight hold on it. The force pulling the pendant grows stronger and stronger pulling Ferron around the room. Still refusing to let go, the man throws himself on the floor and wrestles the pendant some more, putting his entire weight upon it. "This is some strong piece of jewellery!" he mutters to himself before being thrown into the air. The force rips the pendant from between his fingers and it zips back to the same place in the pile of treasures from wence it came. While storming out the door of the treasury, Ferron notices a sign on the door: "Theives Beware, Treasures protected by magic." "Tell me this now, will you!" he yells at the sign and storms off back to his room.

[Heartless Butterscotch]

ooc: lmao at Golden Flubba.

ic: Heartless was gasping for air. The powerful blow had come from the side without warning and had left her writhing in pain on the floor. She managed to roll onto her back and catch a glimpse of her assailant.

Standing over her in the gloom-choked dungeon was a horribly decayed corpse. The remnants of clothing hung loosely in tatters around its disfigured limbs. Patches of ghastly white skin were missing over its torso, revealing the dried remains of organs and cartilage. It smelled perfectly disgusting. With a sickening crunch of bones and tendons, the zombie reached down to grab her.

Heartless screamed. There was death in the creature's touch that made her exposed skin burn white with pain. But she fought back her fear and instinctively pulled the monster down toward her, unbalancing it. In one motion, she planted a boot in its chest, rolled backwards and pushed out, catapulting the creature away from her.

Now she was on the offensive. She jumped to her feet and removed a dagger from her boot that was attached to a cord of rope. She hurled it at the zombie still rising to its feet, scoring a hit on its left leg.

Without missing a beat, she ran the cord through a chain hanging from the ceiling above her. And as the zombie closed in, she nimbly sidestepped to her favorite iron maiden.

Placing the end of the cord inside the iron maiden, she shut the lid and then casually kicked the heavy apparatus over. "It was a pleaure, handsome," she said softly. The iron maiden crashed to the floor in ear-splitting fashion, sending a shockwave of dust and debris out in all directions. In the same moment, the rope forcefully yanked both dagger and zombie up to the chain link near the ceiling.

As the dust settled, Heartless strolled over to her helplessly dangling opponent. She smiled at him and produced a dark sword from the very shadows of her gown. She teasingly licked the length of the blade and then callously sliced the zombie's head from its body.

It didn't improve the smell.

Feeling agitated, Heartless stalked off towards Shadow's quarters. He had some explaining to do.

[ 12-23-2002, 07:41 PM: Message edited by: Heartless Butterscotch ]

[Skydracgrrl]

ooc- Grrness, i could have SWORN i posted here, but the laptop mustve been stupid [img]graemlins/1pissed.gif[/img] ah well *sigh* [img]smile.gif[/img] ill make up 'nother one i guess...

ic: While following the wonderful smells, around the corner she heard what seemed to be a small arguement between two people. Shrugging, she continued onwards, not wanting to get involved on an empty stomach. While she walked onwards, the smells were getting stronger. Running a little, when Skye rounded a corner she ran full-tilt into another being (Lord Starshadow [img]smile.gif[/img] ), knocking the other down and sending pastries and maps flying every which where. "Oof!" she said, standing up and rubbing her behind with a wince. "Sorry 'bout that," she said appologizingly to the other, picking up bits of food and maps off the floor. "Hm, whatzzis?" she mumbled around a bit of food, glancing at one of the maps.

[ 01-01-2003, 05:19 PM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]