The Agora

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Tue, April 8, 2008, 11:54:13am Post subject: Huh?

It was a cold dawn outside Tharropolis. From out of the woods shown a light hovering a meter off the ground, and moving towards the city gates. From on the walls, the guards called a warning and a small group of archers moved into position. As the light reached the clearing it became apparent it was leading a shadowy figure.
"Hail Stranger, State your name and purpose in Tharropolis", called the lead gurd down to the figure. But, no response came and the call to arms spread throughout the city.
"STATE YOUR NAME AND PURPOSE OR WE WILL OPEN FIRE, THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING". King Xoticus, head throbbing from drink and the yelling, heard this last call as he approached the front gate, still adjusting the straps on his armor. "What the f**k is all this about", he thought to himself as he approached the gate.
High on the wall, the head of the guards, having not recieved a response from the figure which was now within 5 meters of the gate, gave the order.
Suddemly a swarm of arrows screemed down at the point of light and the figure it preceded, and to everyones awe the light and the figure vanished.
Standing just inside the gate rubbing his temples, King Xoticus, noticed a fog slowly creeping under the steel reinforced wood of the gate. "SHIT, GUARDS TO THE GATE", he screamed "BRING ME ERGOT!!" Realizing the gas was that of a mage sneaking his way into the city, King Xoticus jumped back and began casting a lightning spell, but before he could finish the gas coalesced into a dark form and burst into a blinding blue light. Some have described this light as staring into the sun, and many claim that it still burns in your mind long after you look away. But to King Xoticus, it was a mear annoyance, "PATHOS, CUT IT OUT! MUST YOU ALWAYS BE SO DRAMATIC? ". Suddenly the light flashed out and a small object leaped down and ran towards King Xoticus, and with one fluid movement Mungkey was on his shoulder smiling as the purple faced grin of Pathos came into view, "I'm Back, did you miss me?"
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WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
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Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Wed, April 9, 2008, 10:27:43pm Post subject:

Once the all clear was sounded, Pathos and King Xoticus began their walk towards the center of town.
"So I understand your no longer living in Tharropolis?" Asked Pathos.
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WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
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GOOBLE GOBBLE!
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Xoticus The Swamp Elf · King Joined: 03 Apr 2007 Posts: 137 Location: Tharropolis

"Well, I'm still living here, but I've begun training as a Warpriest up north in Delphi. Although I admit, with the war going on, most of my training has been on the field. You've been gone a long time, son. Let's go down to the Black Lion Inn, and I'll buy you some wine so we can catch up."

ooc I'll write more when i'm not so tired
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Xoticus Of Laconia
One of Three
Shaman of Tharros
There is no Elven Conspiracy...

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Thu, April 10, 2008, 1:26:30am Post subject:

Not much transpired on the walk to the Inn, as both father and son were gathering their thoughts for the converstion ahead.
Upon arrival at the Inn, they were greated by one (of the ever changing stable) of wenches.
"What are you doing in here... Oh Lord Xoticus", she said as the King followed in after Pathos.
"Please forgive me", exclaimed the wench as she took a knee before the King and his son.
"That's what us Elves REALLY deserve!", exclaimed Pathos towards his father.
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
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Xoticus The Swamp Elf · King Joined: 03 Apr 2007 Posts: 137 Location: Tharropolis

Xoticus smiles and helps the woman to her feet.
"Remember, m'lady, a Laconian does not bow to man or god. The Great One is a Lion, and bowing to him would likely result in you head being eaten."
The woman smiles nervously and looks to Pathos before hurrying away. Xot looks to his son and asks "Pathos, do you know that woman?"
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Xoticus Of Laconia
One of Three
Shaman of Tharros
There is no Elven Conspiracy...

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Thu, April 10, 2008, 11:49:28pm Post subject:

"I wonder why they decided on that color for the baseboards.." Thought Pathos to himself, when suddenly he realized his father had asked him a question.
"What?", he asks.
With much frustration at the young elf's attention span, King Xoticus repeated his question, "Pathos, do you know that woman?"
"Oh... Her?...No...well...", as Pathos tripped over the thoughts racing through his mind, the inner dialoge was quite visible upon his violet face. Realizing that his father was growing ever more impatiant, his expression turned stoic as he decided on his response, "To say that I know her would be a crude overstatement of fact, which remains that I am aware of her and that she is one of the staff her at the Inn; although that is obvious, I'm fairly certain she was not employed here when I departed Tharropolis all those months ago." Satisfied with his answer, and becoming aware of the silent stares the pair were attracting, Pathos motioned towards a dark booth in the back of the Inn.
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!

Xoticus The Swamp Elf · King Joined: 03 Apr 2007 Posts: 137 Location: Tharropolis

After a few rounds of Greek wine, the elves' conversation turns towards the war. "Yes, it is a terrible thing, my son. We have lost all of the colonies to the Horde, yet there is still hope." Xoticus says quietly, looking around him suspiciously "There are a few that still resist Nasad's power in the east, your uncle Grommit among them, hiding in the wilderness, striking out where they can. Tharros help them."
Xot takes a long draught and continues. "We have solidified the borders, and the Council has voted. Nasad must be pushed out of Laconia, once and for all. We can only hope that the Nations of Men have seen their folly in working alongside the Demon, Thayanos and his Horde of Skaven, Orcs, and Drow. Laconia learned this lesson the hard way, but at least we managed to help the Empyrean gain their freedom. It is good to see that there are some that have been able to resist the corruption of the Chaos Wastes and come back to the Light."
Xot tilts his goblet in a circular motion, watching the purple liquid slosh around inside it.
"So, how was your trip north to Empyrean? Tell me of the Land of the Bear, and how fares the Laconian Embassy? And how is your betrothed, Fiona? I am glad I could keep you from the front lines for a while, but now you will not be so lucky. The advantages of being the son of a King are only so many, and now the true battle begins!"
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Xoticus Of Laconia
One of Three
Shaman of Tharros
There is no Elven Conspiracy...

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Tue, April 15, 2008, 7:18:17pm Post subject:

Watching his father intently, Pathos works to collect his thoughts.
"The trip was as pleasant as it could have been. After spending all that time with the Brothers of Empyrean, I suddenly realized how sane I actually am." He hesitates, looks down as if he'd forgotten he was in a tavern, quickly drains his goblet, and continues, "I thank you for the time with Fiona, though I must admit I'm still not as comfortable around her as she would like. I...believe it or not...find myself at a loss for words when I'm around her. If it wasn't for the constant distractions of travel and the coordination of the Embassy, I think I would like to have rather been on the front lines with the rest of Laconia. The only real perso..."
Pathos silences himself as the wench aproaches to refill their goblets, "More wine, Sirs?"
"Yes, thank you" replies Pathos, adding "you can just leave the jug my dear."
"Oh.." she replied seeming almost hurt, "It's no trouble for me to..."
"Its' nothing against you, leave the jug, and don't return until your summoned." Snaps Pathos in a voice much louder than he should have wanted to use. Realizing he has drawn much attention, he reaches into his pouch, closes his eyes and begins whispering. Suddenly, a scuffle breaks out in the front of the Tavern, as gold and silver pieces begin materializing from the ceiling and jingling onto the floor, as soon as their attention was on Pathos, the patrons were now focused elsewhere.
Looking back to his father, "I'm sorry Father, now where were we?"
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!

Iltztafein Derahel · Posted: Tue, April 15, 2008, 7:52:13pm Post subject:

A ghostly form of a drow walks into the tavern and towards the table.

"You were just about to tell your step-father how much you like me, I believe," says the form as it fades into complete existence. It is now completely obvious (if it hadn't been before) that it is Iltztafein Derahel del Despana, biological father to Pathos.

He sits down with the two elves. "We have much to discuss... But first, I must know... Which part made you think you're sane, son? Was it the swinging of alcohol bottles from ropes? The urination upon each-other? The branding of arms with currency? Or the orgy you witnessed in our capital?"
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~Iltztafein
~~Brother of the Empyrean

Xoticus The Swamp Elf · King Joined: 03 Apr 2007 Posts: 137 Location: Tharropolis

"Oh hello there, Iltz." says an exasperated Xoticus. "Why do you mages always find it necessary to make such an entrance? You have powerful magic! We get it already! Besides, you are welcome in this city, you only bring suspicion by walking around in Gaseous Form." Xot rolls his eyes, knowing the futility of his words. Mages are born showoffs, never satisfied with the less spectacular Spiritual or Nature Magics.
"What are you doing here anyway? Seems strange to me that both of you would appear here at the same time, unless there was reason for it. Is there something you wish to discuss with me? Something *ahem*" Xoticus continues at a whisper "Elven in nature?"
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Xoticus Of Laconia
One of Three
Shaman of Tharros
There is no Elven Conspiracy...

Iltztafein Derahel · Posted: Wed, April 16, 2008, 7:05:40pm Post subject:

Iltztafein laughs at Xoticus, then grins. "There is always something elven in nature to discuss, my friend."

"But that can wait. First, we should drink to the on-going war. You ask why I am here? I am here to help you clear the horde from your lands! While some of my brothers might venture off in the coming week to foreign lands to solve some mystery and find adventure, I will be here, relaxing in your capital, preparing myself for the arduous task ahead. If you need my help, that is." Iltztafein then takes his son's glass and holds it up "To war," he says. He then takes large gulp of the alcohol from his son's glass and belches. "Surface brews... Too gassy."
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~Iltztafein
~~Brother of the Empyrean

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Wed, April 16, 2008, 10:39:47pm Post subject:

In all the evil glares at Pathos' disposal, he was at a complete loss for which one to cast at Iltztafein. Not only had the Drow interrupted the conversation with Xoticus, but he had also taken liberty with the Mudelf's goblet.
"WOW!" is all Pathos could say, albeit very sarcastically, and began clapping his hands.
"Did you just turn to gas form? That is amazing" as Pathos stands up, still clapping, and takes two steps away from the table. Now, with his back turned against his fathers, he begins whispering a spell, while clapping.

(OOC i'm not gonna roleplay reading spells I've memorized.)
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!

Iltztafein Derahel · Posted: Wed, April 16, 2008, 11:28:27pm Post subject:

"Ugh. Don't feel so well! POISON! I'VE BEEN POISONED! HEART SLOWING DOWN... FIND A CLERIC!"

Iltztafein then falls out of his chair and slumps to the floor.
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~~Brother of the Empyrean

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Fri, April 18, 2008, 1:42:48pm Post subject:

Suddenly, in one "almost" fluid movement, Pathos does a twist move backwards and jumps towards the table, as his body begins changing to a near translucent spiritual form. In the exact moment Iltztafein fell out of his chair, Pathos "almost" landed on the table, (but being that his understanding of the spell had always been that he became a tight indeterminate cloud of gas, whereas he was actually a mere ghostly image of himself able to be identified and able to interact with his environment through hand motions and intimidation tactics) being that his intention was to pass through the table, his suddenly colliding with and knocking over the table was a surprise. Now both father and son, lay on the floor of the tavern in unknown physical condition. If only there were a Priest of Tharros around to asses and bind our wounds. Hell, even a good fighter could help.
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!

Iltztafein Derahel · Posted: Fri, April 18, 2008, 5:11:35pm Post subject:

OOC: You can still pass through tables and shit dude. Otherwise we wouldn't be immune to weapons, you know?
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~Iltztafein
~~Brother of the Empyrean