The lands of Draconig are somewhat famous throughout Aerth. It's rumoured to be the homeland of all dragons. But more recent tales spread through stories and conjecture. Rumors claim the lands of Draconig to be blessed by the gods! Angels from the sky chose the Dragon lands to arrive in. Of course to the well travelled sort... Islands falling from the skies is no great omen. No matter how many beautiful winged people who live like tribals are on the now aerthbound islands.
Our story begins close to one of these fallen islands. The winged survivors call their plummeted home Drocoka. This skyisland was very close to landing on the city of Andwall
A walled city with a large population Andwall is Home to guilds and churches of the three main types and subcategories of Warrior, Mage, and Hunter. Located inland of Draconig, Andwall is prominent as a hunting town. Be it the Black Mountains with various types of dragons and trolls, or the Fiefell Forrest with a wide range of flora and fauna. Andwall is a short journey away from many adventuring hotspots.
The newest would be location to ravage was Drocoka, the fallen skyisland.
The native skyracers however have successfully kept out any would be intruders to climb or fly their new mountain home. Despite living in clay huts and using rocks and sharp bits of wood for hunting... The Skyracers are somewhat like elves, able to use various kinds of mana with no need for a artefact.
Fascinating indeed. Though the skyracers defend their land to the death, they are peaceful and curious people. That is when having ventured from their homes to explore the surface and it's towns, but many stories have been passed around by the naive skyracers recalling nostalgic tales of home.
"Mana stones, big, large, small, whatever... The skyracers don't smith or enchant. Their islands are full of resources we can sell!" -- Almost every merchant, mercenary... this was the peoples 's opinion on Drocoka in a nutshell.
One such person was Yahno Shrouda. Having heard from various sources...
(including a skyracer whose father is important or something)
Yahno was sure Drocoka was a place he would need to visit soon. Falling from the skies less then a month ago, the Shadowhand has attempted to survey the area many times which resulted in failure and some replaceable people being burnt alive.
Yahno was sipping from a mug of mead and chewing roast clucku leg whilst eavesdropping on a conversation between two criminals happening on the other side of a thin wall.
A sturdy dwarf in decent but descreet clothes hiding his hair and face so only a stout black beard and nose is visible. This is Mister Furg Hems, Mr Hems is offering a job to a half elf thief named Cassa...
"I heard a lot about you, good and bad depending on where one would stand but that isn't important. What is important is the future which I believe you could have a crucial role in, a high paying salary for assigned jobs as needed... the how to put this, starting trial of this career is to obtain a certain stone, it's recently been forged into a circlet and made a precious heirloom of the Kokirk house here in Andwall. You might be thinking I can't steal from the Kokirk nobles. Well they are crooks just as much as you or I. I just wanted my payment... they didn't give me what was owed, so I want my handiwork back."
Furg drank most of the wine out the bottle in front of him but threw a pouch of gold onto the table, the bag barely open unravels slightly to let a gold coin trickle out. "One hundred gold pieces up front for you and the assigned muscle, two hundred more to split between you however you can manage... Is this a deal you want to know more of miss Eulbr? I don't care how you two get it. I just want it back by sunrise" The smile from this dwarf exudes a strong confidence
(like most dwarfs really)
But Hems has the money to back it up despite his face turning sour. "I very much need it back. If you can get it... well, you could be set for life. Have a friend in high places as it were" the grin returned. Just waiting for a answer.
mindicree
Elsewhere outside Andwall... A place to make money, watch a spectacular match or even become a local hero! The Andwall fight dungeons. Gambling den/arena fight pit for monsters creatures and people alike. Two unlikely characters have met for the sole purpose of hearing details to a high paying job.
A beastkin monkey man dressed in very fine clothes slurps wine in between watching two men fight a goblin squad (from a safe and secure spot mind you)
Ellis Ward and Thunka Bardereon have the privilege of the finest gourmet food and aged wine whilst watching somewhat decent entertainment. (It was the mid card what do you expect)
"I represent mister Shrouda, he like many- oh gods lookit that!"
Sir Dids Khan seemed more interested in the fight below them then explaining the job.
"Drocoka, lots of of people want to get up there... lots of people trying different things. Mr Shrouda plans to dig up into the fallen island instead of climb. He has gathered what dirt pushers he can find but you Miss Thunka most likely have much better ideas on this. You human female he must feel kinship with but you are here so I assume you have some spot in plans going foward"
Dids was stuck on the fight all while speaking. It ended with a dead mage and a man with a short sword victorious over twelve goblins. As the pit was being cleared the monkey man gave proper attention to the ladies....
Explaining how they have helped plans either knowing or unwittingly but have impressed enough to pass the trial period. The job now was to tunnel up into the fallen sky island and most likely strip mine it before anyone can notice.
"...to put simply. What you've done is noteworthy but it's just getting your feet wet. If you do join our alliance and do whats needed when, then you'll be stepping out of warm waters to dry yourself off with golden phoenix feathers... or whatever your race considers the highest state of living."
Dids Khan shrugged and drank more before eating a handful of some rare majestic creature cooked to perfection.
Goonfire PlusUltra
Our story begins close to one of these fallen islands. The winged survivors call their plummeted home Drocoka. This skyisland was very close to landing on the city of Andwall
A walled city with a large population Andwall is Home to guilds and churches of the three main types and subcategories of Warrior, Mage, and Hunter. Located inland of Draconig, Andwall is prominent as a hunting town. Be it the Black Mountains with various types of dragons and trolls, or the Fiefell Forrest with a wide range of flora and fauna. Andwall is a short journey away from many adventuring hotspots.
The newest would be location to ravage was Drocoka, the fallen skyisland.
The native skyracers however have successfully kept out any would be intruders to climb or fly their new mountain home. Despite living in clay huts and using rocks and sharp bits of wood for hunting... The Skyracers are somewhat like elves, able to use various kinds of mana with no need for a artefact.
Fascinating indeed. Though the skyracers defend their land to the death, they are peaceful and curious people. That is when having ventured from their homes to explore the surface and it's towns, but many stories have been passed around by the naive skyracers recalling nostalgic tales of home.
"Mana stones, big, large, small, whatever... The skyracers don't smith or enchant. Their islands are full of resources we can sell!" -- Almost every merchant, mercenary... this was the peoples 's opinion on Drocoka in a nutshell.
One such person was Yahno Shrouda. Having heard from various sources...
(including a skyracer whose father is important or something)
Yahno was sure Drocoka was a place he would need to visit soon. Falling from the skies less then a month ago, the Shadowhand has attempted to survey the area many times which resulted in failure and some replaceable people being burnt alive.
Yahno was sipping from a mug of mead and chewing roast clucku leg whilst eavesdropping on a conversation between two criminals happening on the other side of a thin wall.
A sturdy dwarf in decent but descreet clothes hiding his hair and face so only a stout black beard and nose is visible. This is Mister Furg Hems, Mr Hems is offering a job to a half elf thief named Cassa...
"I heard a lot about you, good and bad depending on where one would stand but that isn't important. What is important is the future which I believe you could have a crucial role in, a high paying salary for assigned jobs as needed... the how to put this, starting trial of this career is to obtain a certain stone, it's recently been forged into a circlet and made a precious heirloom of the Kokirk house here in Andwall. You might be thinking I can't steal from the Kokirk nobles. Well they are crooks just as much as you or I. I just wanted my payment... they didn't give me what was owed, so I want my handiwork back."
Furg drank most of the wine out the bottle in front of him but threw a pouch of gold onto the table, the bag barely open unravels slightly to let a gold coin trickle out. "One hundred gold pieces up front for you and the assigned muscle, two hundred more to split between you however you can manage... Is this a deal you want to know more of miss Eulbr? I don't care how you two get it. I just want it back by sunrise" The smile from this dwarf exudes a strong confidence
(like most dwarfs really)
But Hems has the money to back it up despite his face turning sour. "I very much need it back. If you can get it... well, you could be set for life. Have a friend in high places as it were" the grin returned. Just waiting for a answer.
mindicree
Elsewhere outside Andwall... A place to make money, watch a spectacular match or even become a local hero! The Andwall fight dungeons. Gambling den/arena fight pit for monsters creatures and people alike. Two unlikely characters have met for the sole purpose of hearing details to a high paying job.
A beastkin monkey man dressed in very fine clothes slurps wine in between watching two men fight a goblin squad (from a safe and secure spot mind you)
Ellis Ward and Thunka Bardereon have the privilege of the finest gourmet food and aged wine whilst watching somewhat decent entertainment. (It was the mid card what do you expect)
"I represent mister Shrouda, he like many- oh gods lookit that!"
Sir Dids Khan seemed more interested in the fight below them then explaining the job.
"Drocoka, lots of of people want to get up there... lots of people trying different things. Mr Shrouda plans to dig up into the fallen island instead of climb. He has gathered what dirt pushers he can find but you Miss Thunka most likely have much better ideas on this. You human female he must feel kinship with but you are here so I assume you have some spot in plans going foward"
Dids was stuck on the fight all while speaking. It ended with a dead mage and a man with a short sword victorious over twelve goblins. As the pit was being cleared the monkey man gave proper attention to the ladies....
Explaining how they have helped plans either knowing or unwittingly but have impressed enough to pass the trial period. The job now was to tunnel up into the fallen sky island and most likely strip mine it before anyone can notice.
"...to put simply. What you've done is noteworthy but it's just getting your feet wet. If you do join our alliance and do whats needed when, then you'll be stepping out of warm waters to dry yourself off with golden phoenix feathers... or whatever your race considers the highest state of living."
Dids Khan shrugged and drank more before eating a handful of some rare majestic creature cooked to perfection.
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