The Sereni-Tree: Quest For The Giant Firebreathing Space Chickens!
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, September 21, 2006 06:07
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Ii'm in the dungeon, just in the corner.
"Excuse me, misses and naked man...but there are more pressing matters of late."
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OOC: Bravo, 13! BTW, I hope that you don't mind your half-chicken self being revealed as a science project of the Immortals. Since they were tinkering with magical genetics, it seemed likely to me. 
TheRealMe returns to trying to figure out Sir Devan's Story.
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The horns sound to signal the start of the joust.
Sir Kei’s goofy smile vanishes as he slaps down the visor on his helmet, raises his lance and spurs his mount forward by removing its hood.
The two knights rocket down the pitch towards one another. As the two near each other, both raise their shields and the lances make contact. Where the opposing knight’s lance shatters upon impact with sir Kei’s shield, Sir Kei’s lance flexes and flings the other knight off his mount.
Sir Kei leaps off his mount and draws his sword in one fluid movement. He charges the other knight and their swords ring out.
After a short spar, Sir Kei seizes his opportunity. Stepping inside the other knight’s swing, Sir Kei delivers and bone jarring shield smash that knocks the knight off balance. Sir Kei quickly follows that with a vicious punch to the head knocking his opponent out.
The horns sound signaling the end off the competition, and the crowd goes wild. But Sir Kei changes like a switch being thrown at the sound of the horn.
“I say, good knight, art thou injured? Please accept my most heart felt apologies. T’was not my intention to grievously injure you.” Sir Kei says raising his visor and clumsily sheathing his sword. “T’would pain me greatly if I were to cause thine passing.”
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
[B"No I won't be removing the bonds just yet... we've yet to hear if employment is agreeable to him.
Well, Regent?"
SR take breath and begins. "I would have to insist that as terms of my employment that I be allowed to choose when and where I remove my pants." SR being still blindfolded is oblivious to the fact that his pants are now within easy reach. He continues on, "I will need to know what is expected of me and how I am to be compensated for my efforts and of course all the details. Which is to say, who, what, why, when, where and how?"
Scorpion Regent
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ooc - I missed the bit about the blindfold *sheepish grin*
Seryn kneels next to SR and removes his blindfold, and they both await the Baronesses reply.
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Originally posted by seryn:
ooc - I missed the bit about the blindfold *sheepish grin*
Seryn kneels next to SR and removes his blindfold, and they both await the Baronesses reply.
SR ignores the pants and looks the Baroness straight in the eye and as he waits for her answer. Presently she begins to speak.
"The Sir Morris MacKeirn the Chancellor to the Empress Arinda has in his possesion a priceless heirloom of my family. It does not properly belong to him. Yet I am unable to prove that he has it. If I had proof, I could simply appear in the Empress's court and demand it's return. I want it back, through litigation, theft, treachery, blackmail, or force of arms, it matters not. You Mister Regent as my agent might deliver it back into my hands, the sooner the better, and as it is irreplacable, you are entitled to ask for a lot in return for your services. I do not have the resources to move against him openly. Until that time you can not let anyone know that you are in my employ. I can give you aid, but not directly. I think that will answer for the most part your questions. As to the control of your pants, you can put them on now."
SR makes no move to dress himself, but scratches his beard in thought and then leans himself against the wall.
"Aren't you going ..." Seryn asks before she is cut off by SR's raised hand.
"I'm thinking."
"Surely you can do that with your pants on?" Seryn enquires.
"Yes, but it might hold me back." SR replies.
Seryn's expression is beyond description.
"It might impair my thinking." SR explains " Leave me be, this is important."
Seryn rolls her eyes and moves to leave.
"Don't go, the Baroness can't have you wandering with the information you have, besides I may need your help,...thinking."
Scorpion Regent
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*raises an eyebrow*
"In what way?"
Seryn smooths the creases out of her skirts and turns back to the Baroness.
"What exactly is the nature of this bit of precious? Would you prefer the thing its self or is proof sufficient?
*thinks*
And why exactly is it so important to you? Beyond its heirloom iness? I have many heirlooms i'd quite like to bet back, but not to the point where i'm hiring strange crooks to do the dirty work for me.
what does it mean to you?"
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Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
*raises an eyebrow*
"In what way?"
Seryn smooths the creases out of her skirts and turns back to the Baroness.
"What exactly is the nature of this bit of precious? Would you prefer the thing its self or is proof sufficient?
*thinks*
And why exactly is it so important to you? Beyond its heirloom iness? I have many heirlooms i'd quite like to bet back, but not to the point where i'm hiring strange crooks to do the dirty work for me.
what does it mean to you?"
http://www.myspace.com/seryndippyt
SR speaks up, "This item is significant beyond it's sentimental value. It's either a key of some sort, it's magic, or it is essential for some sort of ritual. My guess is all of the above and without it the Barony will crumble into ruin, soon. If we have it to return, we get to name our reward. If we provide the ability to reclaim it, we get a small chest of coins and semi-precious stones and a bunch smaller consolation prizes along with a lifetime membership seat at the children's table at all Baronial functions." At this point SR puts on his pants.
The Baroness nods in agreement. "Yes Mr. Regent you have the situation well in hand I see." She turns to the semi rooster in the corner. "Thirteen please remove Mr Regent's chains and show him and his, ...associate to the guest suite in the west tower." She speaks again to Seryn and SR. "Please make yourselves comfortable and join me and the household for dinner this evening. You are our guests, but to leave now would be considerably discourteous. We will discuss all of the sublties in the morning."
Scorpion Regent
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IN THE HIDDEN FORTRESS (A Place of Safety):
Sir Devan and Wisp drop their mounts off at an ostlery just inside the hidden gate. Then, the old knight leads Wisp deep into a magnificent hidden fortress delved into the mountain. “We have been carving this secret castle out of the living rock for generations. It has become, perhaps, our final refuge with the raising of the Wards Major.”
They head down several long corridors, each perfectly straight, past a few intersections with other tunnels. The entire way was lit by magical glow-stones set into the wall in intervals. Sir Devan stops outside a door. “These are my chambers. You are welcome here.”
Sir Devan mumbles a phrase and the door swings open. They enter, and the door closes behind them. Sir Devan throws back his hood and unties his cloak, dropping it to the floor. He sheds some armor, then drops himself into a large comfortable chair, cringing slightly at some ache or pain that plagues him. Wisp can find other chairs and a couch in the modest quarters.
A tray magically floats into the room, carrying a pitcher, glasses, and other refreshments. Devan pours a glass and offers it to Wisp. He pours another for himself. Wisp judges Sir Devan to be perhaps in his mid sixties, a tired man who seemed to bear a great burden, but one whose will was strong enough for any task. He had a bushy beard and unkempt shoulder-length hair all gone white.
“Well, young sir, you wanted to know our story…”
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IN THE HIDDEN FORTRESS: History of the Zanzibar Kingdoms and the Octagonal Order
Sir Devan takes a deep breath and begins to talk to Wisp:
“You probably know much of our history. Our ancestors came here to the planet Zanzibar from Earth, a multitude of people intent on living a simple life with limited technology. Among our colonists were a group of new-age mystics. It so happened that they discovered that their magical spells worked on this planet, and academies developed to train wizards. The horses that we brought could not adapt to the world’s biosphere, so we trained the large indigenous flightless birds to act as mounts. Centuries passed, and the population gradually lost knowledge. Our space trip here is now recalled by most as a legendary journey across the ocean in a great ship. Only a relative few of us know much of true history, science, and the technology that we spurned.
“We divided our people among great leaders, who formed the first kingdoms of Zanzibar. The kingdoms were subdivided into various duchies, counties, and baronies, with the smallest feudal holding being that of a manor that supports a heavily armed and armored mounted knight. There is a Baronial castle near here. Occasionally, as now, an Emperor or Empress gains such power that he or she rules over virtually the entire world.
“As kingdoms do, these warred each upon the other, seeking to gain land, influences or resources both mundane and magical. These wars used battle wizards to scout out the enemy, control the minds of enemy generals, or blast armies with magical fire.
“After a number of wars between the kingdoms, a special society was formed to attempt to influence the kingdoms toward policies that were less destructive toward the common folk. This group was originally formed with eight members, each of which was both a powerful wizard and a powerful knight. The members of this order would be sent to trouble spots to try to influence the local political situation. They gained a great reputation, and came to be respected throughout all the kingdoms. They were famous for their truthfulness, honor, and relative neutrality. They were much sought out as negotiators and diplomats. I am speaking, of course, of the Octagonal Order of which I am a member. As time passed new members were inducted into the order to replace those who died or retired. One of the early members was the Great Oracle. We shall speak again of him later.
“One of the groups of wizards was the Guild of Shapers. These wizards warped and changed life into forms more useful to them through magic, gene-splicing, and careful crossbreeding. They created centaurs, pixies, dwarfs, elves, dragons, and all manner of fantastic creatures with which to populate this world.
“Time passed and we lived our lives. But then something happened to change our lives forever.”
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