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Postby Darkvalkyr on Thu May 27, 2010 7:00 am

Garwynn nodded sullenly. "I think I'll rest until it's time for the meeting. Sightseeing the place, the like." he said and prodded off, still looking a bit frustrated he wasn't able to catch the thief.

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In a room, decorated with pristine ivory walls and dark ebony pillars, with carpeted floors draped in red, four people stood; three facing a single Hume.

"How have you all been faring?" the hume, dressed in an elegant blue and white doublet asked.

The others shuffled briefly, turning to each other as if to ask who should go first.

"I'll start by saying that I am surprised how many you were able to get in the recent month." a rough voice began. "Unchaining them was surprisingly difficult, yet they showed strong will. Most survived."

The Hume nodded. "Yes. I'm relieved to hear of that." he spoke softly. "I'm unsure of the means which Ariel manages to convince them, yet she manages all the same." He looked to the other two.

"Arcane machinery is a go!" The next person, a Tarutaru, began chuckling. "Right now, it's hardy-ward to apply in an offensive battle, but oh boy, oh boy, it makes our defenses absolutely-wutely impenetrable! Ahahahahaha~!" He hopped about excitedly. "Just waity-wait till any Adoulin fools try to enter Arlua Lelais from anything but the front door!"

The Hume nodded again. "If it's anything like your previous work, Salda-Ramida, it would be formidable indeed." he smiled softly before looking to the last person, a female Elvaan sporting black armor and a large lance.

"The angels northeast insist on giving us trouble. Just farther north from Rashean Outpost, barely into the caves they're already working hard to push us out. We nearly lost a Wyrmkeeper when they rained a hail on us."

The Hume's face darkened. "Indeed. Losing one on our side is difficult. Very few share your ideals, Clotilde."

"Either way, we will not lose to them. We need the Stigma Crystals. Whether the Cyrillian agree or not."

"Very true." Replied the hume. "The Stigma Crystals mean everything to Arlua Lelais. For the sake of our country, we need all that we can to win this war." he turned back and looked at a drapery hanging on the back of the wall - depicting the continent of Ulbuka, encircled by a strange, long machine chasing after a lion. "Hopefully soon. And more."

"...what are our orders for the coming month?" the first voice asked. "We've held the line this far, and we've been told that it was time we went further in our offensive."

The blonde hume turned around. "Yes...the coldest season has passed and the skirmishes begin anew. I've been told that the Dresden Free Mercenaries have brought along a large batch of potential recruits." he looked to Salda-Ramida. "Aside from your research, take some time to visit the Mercenaries that will be arriving tomorrow in Arlua Lelais' Outer Circle."

The Tarutaru staggered. "Do I really-weally have to? The last batch was terrible! Not even worth as test subjects!"

The hume only raised an eyebrow and the diminutive humanoid gave up. "Alright, alright. Maybe there might be some that are actually worth becoming test subjects this time around."

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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby RosalynSable on Thu May 27, 2010 8:38 pm

Rosalyn sat in a tavern located somewhere in the Port District of Adoulin. She was staring into a mug of some strange liqour that she had yet to taste. The fellow patrons of the bar were rowdy, much like any tavern Rosalyn had ever gone into. In particular, there were two people seated at a nearby table in a heated discussion.

"I'm telling you," a person in wrapped in bits and pieces of many different types of clothing in all sorts of colors, mostly reds, said in a muffled voice. The only thing visible of the person were piercing gold hued eyes. It was impossible to guess whether this person was male or female. Even their race was impossible to discern and whether the single red horn protruding from the side of the person's cloth-wrapped head was real or decoration. "I have been to other realities and seen many different worlds. And I know the means to traverse these alternate worlds."

"I will have no more of your stories of fringe magic," the other person at the table said as he slammed down his mug. He was a tall hume with dark hair wearing dark leather clothes. He stood up and collected a sheathed sword that was hanging from his chair. It was a wide bladed weapon and the hilt and crosstree were replaced with a gun mechanism. He attached the weapon back to his belt and dropped a coin down onto the table before excusing himself and exiting.

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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby urthdigger on Wed Jun 02, 2010 12:21 am

Maxwel escorted Urthdigger, Mogwai, and Kupachi to the room he'd rented for his stay in Adoulin. The place was littered with maps and notes, among other less savory pictures.

"So, any luck tracking the beast, kupo?" asked Mogwai
Maxwel grinned "And then some. He's currently working for Arlua Lelais. I can't get the specifics, kupo, but there's been sightings of other abominations... I think he's creating others like himself."
"...that complicates things doesn't it?" asked Urth
"Undoubtedly, kupo." replied Mogwai "A blue mage functions differently than the other aspects of an adventurer. Usually our magic serves to amplify and focus a way of living to make a given manner of training easier to learn, kupo. In the case of blue mages however, it's a seal. The monstrous nature wears at their humanity, until they seek to destroy all living things. The seal manages to let them lock that nature up, and keep it bound when they do not need it, and only leech a LITTLE of it when needed. Urth... when you use blue magic, you're only using 7% of that aspect."

"So, if he is making more we'd not only need to deal with him, but also the other abominations he's helped create?" asked Urth
"That seems to be the case..." said Maxwel, unsheathing one of his swords and looking it over "But I'm sure they die just like everything else. Anyway, I've already come up with a plan. We join Arlua Lelais at the meeting, and from there we search for Valkyr on the inside... and eliminate him, kupo."
"Or save him!" chimed in Kupachi
Maxwel shot him an annoyed look "Riiiiiight. IF he can be saved, then I shall spare my blade I suppose. Anyway, are we all agreed on the plan so far?"

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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby Darkvalkyr on Wed Jul 07, 2010 6:22 pm

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Allistair stood at the front again, watching the recruits as they poured into the room. Garwynn leaned against the wall as he looked on. The tiny taru was also in the room, and as usual stayed far away from the taller people and remained inconspicuous in the corner. Phenari Bhayangan, a mithra dressed quite well and had decent mannerisms had given people the key to their rooms while people gathered. The white-haired mithra had gathered much attention and passing looks from the men.

"It's grrreat to see you all herrre. I do hope you've enjoyed yourrr stay in the city." the Mithra smiled. "Allistair's a terrrible tourrr guide, leaving you all in the darrrk like that." she shot a fierce glare at the hume, who only pretended to not listen. "I'll make sure to take care of you all next time, alrrright?" this attracted a few murmurs of excitement and approval.

Alistair cleared his throat, and the room quieted down. "Alright, mercs. What we have here," he said, holding out two distinct small booklets - one orange and the other cyan - "Are mercenary passes for Adoulin or Arlua Lelais. Have these on hand, and you'll be eligible for whatever agreed support that the respective country has allowed a Dresden Free Mercenary. Insignias, Skirmish Permits, what have you - all require these. And according to our regulations, each mercenary is only allowed one. Caught on hand using two, and the mercenary is subject to punishment equivalent to treason." He looked at several people in the front row with a stern eye. "So, tonight's the night when you will choose which of these passes you will take. And if you are any fine mercenary, you would have done enough research on these countries enough to know by know where your money should go." he added.

"Or," Phenari Bhayangan added with jest in her tone, "It's an excuse for you to be lazy and not have to explain what the countries are and why are they fighting." The crowd laughed as the hume turned red, fuming in embarrassment.

"Y-you..." the Hume sighed, shaking his head. "In any case," he motioned to two counters with Elvaan, with a large stack of passes on each table. "You will enroll and receive your passes from one of the two Elvaan here. Choose wisely!"

Garwynn went to the first Elvaan on the left, who had the Mercenary Passes for Adoulin. The Tarutaru, however, went to the one on the right for Arlua Lelais.
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Postby urthdigger on Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:37 am

Mogwai and Kupachi gave each other a hug before entering the meeting room. "Well... I'm going back to Rosalyn, kupo..." sighed Kupachi "This may be the last time we see each other for a while."
"Yeah..." replied Mogwai "This isn't like conquest... this is war. They might not allow much fraternizing between opponents."
They separated to go back to their masters, their paws lingering on each other's before they had to let go.

Once inside, Urthdigger, Mogwai, and Maxwel sat through the small briefing before heading up to claim their slips. Maxwel's odd appearance got him an odd look from the mithra. "You act like you've never seen a moogle before..." he said as he snatched his pass. "One pass for Arlua Lelais. I hear it's anyway, love."

Mogwai and Urthdigger picked up a pass for Arlua as well, sticking around to see who their new allies would be... and what friends they'd be facing on the field of battle.
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Postby Linear on Tue Jul 13, 2010 6:41 pm

With his chair leaning back and eyes closed, Linear reflected on his search for the "Four-Armed Man", barely hearing what the Mithra and Allistair were saying.

The Dragoon leaped again, scanning the streets for a flash of red hair. "Tricky bastard." he growled in annoyance when he landed. He leaped once more and resumed searching. A flash of red caught his eye! He grinned in triumph, drew his lance and dove for his target. "HALT!" Linear roared. His target turned to look at him. Eyes widened. 'Oh damn...!' She fell back in shock. Linear discarded his lance and braced for impact. He crashed to earth, crouched over the woman. His hands and knees creating small craters in the street from the impact.

"Er... Sorry about that. I thought you were someone I was uh... 'Looking' for." She looked bewildered. He couldn't say he blamed her. He got up and offered her a hand. "I really am sorry about that. My name's Linear. It's nice to meet you... Even under these conditions." She accepted his offer and he pulled her to her feet. "It's okay. I'm Deidre. Are you a Wyrmkeeper?" Linear shook his head. "I'm not a native. I suppose I'm the equivalent of a Wyrmkeeper from the Eastern Continents, though. I came here to join up with the Dresden Mercenaries."

Deidre looked him over. "You too? I joined up a short while ago. I'm a native, though. I haven't participated in too many Skirmishes yet. I don't really know anyone I'm supposed to work with. Having someone to watch my back would be nice, y'know?" Linear nodded, knowing all to well. It was around then he realized he was going to be late for the meeting. With a hasty apology and goodbye, they parted.


Deidre had been rather pretty. She was fairly short for an Elvaan. Red shoulder length hair and Silver eyes. Her voice had been pleasant to listen to. He'd definately like to run into her again.

"In any case," Allistair motioned to two counters with Elvaan, with a large stack of passes on each table. "You will enroll and receive your passes from one of the two Elvaan here. Choose wisely!"


Linear set his chair back down properly and got in line and waited for his turn. "Here you go, Mercenary Pass for Andoulin. Next!" Linear inclined his head and returned to his seat.
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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby RosalynSable on Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:19 pm

Rosalyn sat up from her seat where she had still been working on a mug of ale. She strode across the room and quickly took her Mercenary Pass for Adoulin Isle. She noticed Urthdigger and his Arlua Lelais pass and smirked. "Good luck."
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Postby Darkvalkyr on Sun Jul 18, 2010 4:29 pm

At the break of dawn the next morning, the mercenaries who had chosen to work under Arlua Lelais were roused from their slumber and assembled on a small ferry at the docks. The Tarutaru was keeping himself rather out of the cluster of people, preferring to hang near the railing. Before long, the ferry set sail, bound north.

An Elvaan - short, black hair and wearing dark-coloured leather apparel stood on one knee atop boxes at the elevated foredeck and looked down from a high vantage point the new recruits. "So, Allistair might have lured some of you here with thoughts of easy money. with his high-and-mighty speech." he paused, grinning, then stomped his foot, breaking the box under his heel. "Bah, I say! Mercenaries aren't noble! You damn work for the highest bidder, so you get down and dirty and stab who you're paid to kill! Friend yesterday and enemy tomorrow. Whoever takes on the job of a merc shouldn't be some white-livers who think they have any more than associates. They pledge their alleigance only to themselves and whoever's got the coin."

At his words, there was a different air about the mercs aboard. Some suddenly felt frightened, some wholeheartedly agreed.

"We're mercs! We're ruthless! We swear to no one but ourselves!" taking an axe hoisted on his belt, he swung it down hard and chopped the railing of the foredeck, nearly splitting it in half and spreading splinters around it.

"The name's Guverre." he withdrew his axe addressed the crew in a colder, firmer stare. "Head of the division at Arlua Lelais. And I'm here to make sure you all do your jobs. I catch you slacking off, then this axe will have something to say about repayment."

There was a brief moment of silence and Guverre continued. "This ship will arrive in Arlua Lelais by mid-day. Be ready and on your toes. They'll be watching for who will be a worthy, pricey merc and which will be fodder."

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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby urthdigger on Sun Jul 25, 2010 10:36 pm

Urthdigger stifled a chuckle at the man's comment. He couldn't be further from the truth. There's always a place in the world for the noble, even amongst the heretics, the renegades, the dishonored, and mercenaries. He'd get through this ordeal, and keep his associates, his FRIENDS, intact. Even if he had to do so from the other side.

Maxwel was showing off shortly the end of Guverre's speech, swinging his greatsword around in one hand. "Ah, what a place to take a vacation, kupo. I'll be bathing in blood before this is over, mark my words." He made a wing-assisted jump up to the crow's nest "Howdy toots!"

Mogwai sat near Urthdigger, looking over what was going on. She felt a twinge of upset, leaving Kupachi for the time being. As she watched the speech, and looked over the adventurers assembled, she noticed after a while she'd bit into her arm again. She wrapped a bandage around it and sighed. This would be a long trip. She stretched out against the side of the boat, closed her eyes, and took a nap.

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Mogwai was waiting outside the MHMU prison as Kupachi came up "Are you ok? I heard-" began Kupachi
"I'm fine..." replied Mogwai, shaking her head. "Come on, Mogriffon won't be content to wait forever, we have to hurry."

The prison was cold from the cold northern winds, snowing blowing in through the open door. Kupachi took point, grimacing at the sight of a moogle lying face down in a puddle of his own blood. The common room was shortly inside, Mogriffon sitting on a mound of corpses. The renegade moogle merely smiled at the sight of the pair.
"Die monst-URK" gasped out Kupachi, getting cut off at the end as Mogwai raised Sol and fired it at the back of his head, a manic grin on her face, and a look of horror in her eyes.
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Re: Mysteries of Adoulin Isle - PbP

Postby RosalynSable on Thu Nov 25, 2010 6:15 am

The mercenaries of Adoulin Isle had been outfitted with armor and assigned rooms for the night. With no immediate orders, Rosalyn found herself wasting the day away in her small rent-a-room...

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Somewhere in Arlua Lelais on the outskirts of the city, lies the Dresden Free Mercenaries Arlua Lelais Chapter building. It was a small building with no distinguishing features, much like the shack that had been the Adoulin Isle building. Inside mercenaries of all types sat around drinking and rough housing. An impromptu stage and curtain had been set up in the building, causing many of the tables to be scrunched closer together than they were meant to be.

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Music began to play, softly at first, drowned out by the raucous confusion of the mercenaries in the bar. Almost as if the music were magical, the noise slowly died down and the bar-goers settled into their seats. A dark skinned and well-toned woman stepped up onto the rickety stage and her voice rang out clear as she began to sing a song accompanied by the phantom music. She moved gracefully across the stage as she sang, her revealing attire of far east origin adding to the image. Despite such a display of feminine allure the many gruff mercenaries that filled the bar had grown silent. It was as if her song had lulled them all into a thrall. The song went on for a few minutes more and slowly ended. When it did, the woman took a slight bow and made her way off of the stage. The mercenaries clapped, cheered, and whistled for a few moments before returning to their regular behavior.

A young man in more traditional bardic attire stepped out from behind the curtain of the stage and took up position beside the woman. His dark hair had grown longer in the previous year and was now in a short ponytail that reached his shoulder blades. He smiled at her and nodded to the crowd. "I would wager a guess that they liked it. You've got a real talent, Eris."

Eris nodded once and stepped behind the curtains to gain the illusion of privacy. "Yes. It's true what they say about music and the savage beast after all." Her singing voice had been full of emotion moments before, but she spoke now as if she were carefully choosing each word. She smiled and let out a relieved sigh. "How long until our contacts arrive, Locke?"

"I'm not entirely sure. It's been a few days since I've heard any word from that kindred moogle. He seemed to have all the information and lorded over it like he was compensating for being short or something." Locke rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. "It doesn't matter too much to me. They arrive whenever they arrive. And besides, we're getting paid. So, have you got another song in you?"

Eris peeked around the corner of the curtain to look at the rowdy crowd for a moment. "Yes, yes I think I do."
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Postby urthdigger on Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:15 am

Maxwel had grown bored with the people on the boat, and was grateful to see it finally dock. Dobenn was deep in thought, but aknowledged his presence. Mogwai was passed out however.

Maxwel gave her a light kick "Hey, wake u-NNNGH!" he remarked, getting cut off as Mogwai jolted awake, unholstering Sol and pointing it at the renegade's face, panting heavily. "Hey... it's me... you know, mr. moogle pride and helpful informant?" Mogwai's breathing slowed down and she lowered her weapon, apparently calm now. "Sheesh, by the dark one's balls, what's gotten into you?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine. Just a nightmare, nothing more." she replied.

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Off the boat, they approached the free mercenaries building, Maxwel leading the way "We've got a few other members joining our team here. Some friends of yours from our last little adventure." His long ears twitched as they got close to the building. "Speaking of which, I do believe my ears are burning."

They went inside and took a seat towards the back of the room during Eris' and Locke's next performance, Dobenn smiling as he realized these two were probably the other members.

After the show, Maxwel and the others approached the pair. "I don't have a need to compensate." he remarked, baffling the galka "I simply know you guys don't trust me, which means I don't trust you, which means I'm not putting all my cards on the table yet. Anyway, our other contact is in some ruins southeast of town, but it may be difficult to just waltz in and meet him. So, first things first, we need to make a name for ourselves."

"And just how do we do that?" asked Dobenn

"Simple." replied Maxwel "Kill every last !@#$%& on the other side."
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Postby RosalynSable on Mon Dec 20, 2010 4:27 am

Locke frowned at the moogle. "I didn't sign on to killing everyone on the other side of the war." He crossed his arms over his shoulders. "My reason for being here is the same as the Galka's. To an extent." He added the last after a short moment of silence.

"I do not think Dobenn intends to kill the target," Eris said as she began cleaning up their equipment. "While I do not agree with his plan I understand his plight."

Locke stared at his companion and let out a sigh. "You and I have both fought him and know that he won't come quietly. If he puts up the least bit of a fight I won't hold back." Locke turned his gaze back to Maxwel. "And you, I agree that we need to get some... 'street cred' as it were, but not with unnecessary deaths. Being Bards Eris and I can get a lot of places far easier than the standard adventurer. Maybe we could sneak the lot of you in as part of our troupe?"
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Postby urthdigger on Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:00 am

Dobenn was still shocked at Maxwel "Look, I... I don't even... WHAT THE HELL? That's not what I wanted to do and you know it!"

Mogwai nodded "Look, I agree. We came here to stop people from dying, by stopping an abomination, kupo. Slaughtering a score of people kinda ruins the point doesn't it?"

Maxwel threw his paws up in the air "Ugh, you guys are impossible. You don't hear me bitching when some beastmen need to bite it? This is WAR !@#$%&, people are gonna die whether it's by you or someone else. May as well be the one to get it and get some cred for it right, kupo?"

Dobenn and Mogwai shook their heads and went over to stand near Locke and Eris to make their decision clear.

"Fine... fine. Stay an idealist Galka." fumed Maxwel "You've always been an odd sort. Wouldn't be surprised if you're still a virgin with the way you act, kupo. Mogwai on the other hand... we'll talk later, my little vampirina." He paused... then facepalmed "Ok, I guess I'll be seeing you all later as we're working together on this regardless of your choices. Just, don't go getting in my way, and no reprimanding me for my decision either."
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Postby Darkvalkyr on Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:10 am

A self-righteous, irritating laugh echoed through the halls of the Arluan mercenary office shortly after the performance. As expected from the ridiculous laughter, it came from a short tarutaru, who now stood on the stage. He quickly gathered everyone's attention. "Greetings to you all, fellow-wellow future test-subje--subordinates!" he waved, through his gold-rimmed spectacles he scanned each person in the room, looking for interesting folk. "To those of you poorly informed, I am Salda-Ramida, master of the Arcana, Engineer of the Arcane, Head Arcanist of the Arluan army!"

A few confused stares and raised eyebrows after, no one thought to clap. The tarutaru fumed, furiously jumping up and down the stairs. "As expected, you look down on me because of my size!" he said, completely neglecting to mention the teeth-grating aura of pride that beamed from the diminutive humanoid. "It doesn't matter. We all know why you're here."

"If you would allow me to interrupt, pipsqueak."

Salda-Ramida's ears twitched, and turned to the offender - Guverre.

"What do you want, Pointy?" the Tarutaru frowned.

"No one addresses them in this place without my permission. No one, got that?" he sharply said. The tone in his voice was such that even the blue-haired Tarutaru could not talk back.

"F-fine! May I?" The answer was a nod. "In...that case..." he coughed into his fist. "I'll be choosing a special group of you for more...important tasks, while the rest of you can enjoy normal fodd-err, mercenary work."

"How do you intend to do that?" Guverre raised a brow.

"Simple." He snapped his fingers and there was silence. The room began to vibrate...
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Postby RosalynSable on Tue Dec 28, 2010 4:49 am

Locke and Eris traded a gaze and they each nodded. Locke's shadow drifted upward and swirled around his hands, stretching outward until his weapons materialized from the darkness. He wielded a Joyeuse in one hand and an elaborate dagger in the other. His shadow receded back to its proper place and he readied himself for combat. Beside him Eris had drawn two daggers with a flourish and lightning sparking along the blades.
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