Fantasy Explore the Realm

[TurtleGod]

"I'm ready." replied Neto with a blank face, standing up from the couch. A mansion, eh? Well, no emotions shall be shown on his face. He looked over at Mauro, and waited for his decision.

 

[DarkledMind]

The guard blinked slowly, moving his hand to his hip and onto a steel great sword. "I need you to come with me sir." With his other hand he knocked on the frame of the door in a very specific rhythm. Suddenly the guards swarmed on the room, a few with hand crossbows, and a few with swords of various sizes. The first guard spoke slowly, "Please sir, we don't mean harm. Just come with us peacefully."


(Screw you @DrHuggies, I'm getting you. xD )

 

[DrHuggies]

(Oooooo biatch bring it on!)


The Hitman glanced around the room and drew his pistol, placing it up against the guards neck. (Do I really need to roll to see if I hit him or kill him? Like how will he survive a shot from point blank?) The Hitman smiled. "Congratulations, unfortunately none of you will be able to inform the Mayor of your discovery." He grinned and cocked the pistol. "Anyone moves and this mans head is blown off."


(If I do decide to shoot him do I still have to roll? Because come on who the hell is gonna survive a point blank shot to the neck!)

 

[Giovanni Favehari]

(Wooah once again my mistake Mauro is suppsoed to be 23 i dont know why i put 18. Im switching between mutliple plays right now so please stay with me here.)Mauro walked to were he put his armor and placed it on and walked back towards the door he slighty moved it so he could retrieved his weapons. "Ok im ready to go." He looked at Neto. "Your a very confused child, I guess this meeting should clear somethings up."

 

[TurtleGod]

(LOL)


"I am very confused, but I'm no child." Neto said, looking back at Mauro. What type of realm was this? They had armor and stuff. Creepy, but pretty cool. He followed the guard out of the door, hand still gripping the magnum tightly.

 

[DarkledMind]

(You still have to roll the d20, you may misfire. But if you are successful, yeah, it just kills him.)


A guard behind Hitman nearly tried to hit him with the heel of his great sword, but the threatened one noticed, and yelled, "Stop! Do not attempt to engage him!" The guard then removed his hand from his sheath, and placed both of them above his head. "Sir my name is Henry Allowth. We are not here to arrest you." A few of the other guards looked confused, and others scowled and sighed.


--


The lieutenant bowed and began to walk out of the tavern and towards the large manor on the hill. The road on the new side of town was very straight and cut, made of shiny new cobblestone. The wind would start to blow, but when it did, Neto, Mauro, and the lieutenant did not feel it. At this point they were on top of the hill, and the wind was only a slight breeze. The man explained as he walked, "The way that the coast is formed makes the winds from storms curve and howl around the bay, but up on the hills, it is calm."


Finally they reached the mansion. The cast iron gate to the courtyard was open, showing off the magnificent building. In the center of the courtyard was a large hill of grass, surrounded by benches and stone. On this hill was a huge cherry tree, the trunk thicker than the thickest man, and the branches gnarly and still in full bloom. The whole courtyard smelled pleasantly of cherry blossoms, and as the small breeze blew, some of the petals fell onto the ground like pink snow.


The man smiled, and stood next to the gate. "It is beautiful isn't it?" He bowed towards the two. "I leave you here, gentlemen."

 

[DrHuggies]

The Hitman scowled, "Then get your men to leave the area, once they are gone I will talk, if that is what you want." The Hitman pushed the gun harder into the man's throat. "Now!" He yelled, placing his finger on the trigger. "I don't have much patience Henry," The Hitman smiled twisting the gun slightly against his neck.

 

[TurtleGod]

Neto sniffed the sweet cherry blossom breeze. "Ah..." He looked up at the mansion. It was quite the huge. He stared up at it, when the man talked to him. He then walked inside, determined to find out what the letter meant by


'shackles' and how he was so 'adorable'.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

Kukulkan stood behind the iron porticulus, that led out to the sand floor of the arena, where around a hundred spectators watched from the stands. Kukulkan held the wooden khopeshes that he had fashioned, as the town did not allow real weapons in the arena. He remembered that this event would be a 3 v 3. He did not know his team mates, or his opponents, he only knew he had to fight. He tightened his grip on his weapons, as the porticulus raised, and he ventured out into the arena.


((Ima give you guys time to come and watch the arena fight if you want. In 10 minutes, I shall start the fight.))

 

[DrHuggies]

((My character's are kinda being arrested at the moment so I won't be going ))

 

[TurtleGod]

(Me and Mauro are kinda being taken to the Mayor.)

 

[DarkledMind]

Henry nodded, and while it did take a few very long, arduous seconds, all of the men did leave. The guard kept his hands above his head. "Are you more comfortable now?" His eyes were a very bright blue, and he seemed surprisingly calm. "Now, can we discuss this?"


--


There was a short hallway that served as the entrance to the manor. The ceiling in this entrance was low and curved to match the archway in front of Neto. The room was a lovely shade of leathery brown over the stucco, and was decorated to a tee. It wasn't overly fancy and uptight, more relaxed like a real home would be. Just beyond the entrance way was a long room that intersected the archway. There was a huge roaring fireplace on the far wall, with little trinkets on the shelf above. In between the fireplace and the entrance way was a dining table that was made out of a dark wood and detailed finely. It looked like it was currently being used as a desk rather than its intention.


The mayor was leaning against the table in brown linen pants and a white shirt, that was only buttoned up halfway, exposing his rippling muscles and tanned skin. He was reading something intently, absently playing with his lower lip as his eyes flashed across the paper. A few steps in he heard Neto, and glanced up, then back to his paper. Then it clicked as to who Neto was. He looked up again, and threw the papers haphazardly onto the table behind him. "Ah! The cute one is brave!" He laughed and placed a hand on his hip. "How are you, young man?"

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

He turned his head, to his right and his left, seeing his team mates. Two humans, both wielding wooden swords and shields, and of average height. they appeared to be rather well built. He looked to the other end of the field, and saw an Elf, with a two-handed wooden sword, a Dwarf with a wooden axe, and a human, with wooden throwing spears, with no tip. He charged forward, hearing the roaring of the crowd in his ears, and the announcer narrating everything going on with a magically amplified voice, as the Dwarf charged out to meet him. The Dwarf swung his axe, which soared through the air, coming towards his right side. He side-stepped to the left, and swung his right khopesh, catching the Dwarf in the chest. The rule in this match, was that if you were hit once, you were out.


((Since it's NPCs do I have to roll? If I do, I'll edit or wutever.))

 

[DrHuggies]

The Hitman kept the gun on his neck, "take a seat." The Hitman shuffled and forced Henry to sit. The Hitman, still keeping the gun on his neck asked. "So, what is it that you want?" The Hitman had put his other pistol away and had drawn a knife. He was twirling this in his fingers underneath the table.

 

[TurtleGod]

"Brave?" he asked. "Actually, I came to discuss something important. I'm sure you know, you're the one who called me here." He walked into the room, and brushed off his gray striped t-shirt. It was still a bit dirty from him diving out the window. He sat down in a chair, hand still tightly gripping the magnum, and looked at the time, waiting for Mauro to come in the room.

 

[DarkledMind]

(Because it isn't for our life and just for show, naw, don't worry about it, and do you want me to write for an of them?)


Henry complied and sat down. "It isn't what I want, it is what the mayor wants." He paused for a second and then took a deep breath. His eyes closed tightly for a second, and then he breathed out slowly. The gun in his neck was obviously pressed hard against his windpipe, but tha wasn't the cause of the sigh. The guard spoke, regretfully. "He wants to hire you."


--


The mayor made a small click with his mouth, leaning up against the table again. "Straight to business huh?" He hung his head and laughed, his coppery hair drifting in the candle light. Then he snapped back up with a smile. "I'm not like that though. Relax, have a drink, eat something!" He stopped leaning on the table, and walked to the far end of the room, next to a small bar. "Do you care for anything in particular? Bourbon, Whiskey, Scotch? Or do you prefer wine or beer?" The mayor began pouring himself a small glass of bourbon from a crystal decanter.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(Because it isn't for our life and just for show, naw, don't worry about it, and do you want me to write for an of them?)
Henry complied and sat down. "It isn't what I want, it is what the mayor wants." He paused for a second and then took a deep breath. His eyes closed tightly for a second, and then he breathed out slowly. The gun in his neck was obviously pressed hard against his windpipe, but tha wasn't the cause of the sigh. The guard spoke, regretfully. "He wants to hire you."


--


The mayor made a small click with his mouth, leaning up against the table again. "Straight to business huh?" He hung his head and laughed, his coppery hair drifting in the candle light. Then he snapped back up with a smile. "I'm not like that though. Relax, have a drink, eat something!" He stopped leaning on the table, and walked to the far end of the room, next to a small bar. "Do you care for anything in particular? Bourbon, Whiskey, Scotch? Or do you prefer wine or beer?" The mayor began pouring himself a small glass of bourbon from a crystal decanter.

((I'm good. Thanks))


One of his human team mates charged forward, swinging his sword at the Elf. The Elf ducked, and spun, swinging out his foot, and kicking the guy off his feet. The Elf jumped back up, and raised his sword in the air, just as Kukulkan dived in, and whacked him in the chest, before jumping back, as his final opponent jabbed his sword at him. The man swung again, and again, as he blocked each swing. Suddenly, a wooden sword hit his opponent's back, as his team mate stood there, grinning. They had won.

 

[TurtleGod]

"No, nothing..." replied Neto. Never take anything from strangers, especially ones who act so jolly. Even if he did accept anything from the mayor, he really didn't want anything. He felt a bit cornered without Mauro, and he felt suspicious of the mayor.

 

[DarkledMind]

The mayor looked at Neto with disappointed, glaring eyes. "Really? You know it is polite to accept food from a host." He sighed and downed the glass of alcohol, then another, and then another. Halfway through he murmurs something about a good lay, then downs the last drink and slams the crystal glass onto the wooden bar. He sighed, and walked over to Neto, rustling his own hair before sitting down lazily into the chair adjacent to him. "Can I get a name please?" His jovial mood was gone and his dark green eyes spelled death as they shot though Neto.

 

[TurtleGod]

"But you're talking about alcohol here." explained Neto. He thought it was quite obvious that the only thing the mayor offered him was alcohol. "It's Neto. Neto James Felu." He nodded to the mayor, staring at his eyes. Was this a challenge? The glare felt like a challenge, it certainly did.

 

[DarkledMind]

He snorted and then gave a small smile, the glare lessening slightly. "Well at least your name is gonna fit in here quite nicely." He held out his hand, rough and calloused and slightly stained. "My name is Jasper Appleby." Jasper bit his lip a little as he took his eyes and let them wander darkly over Neto's body. "What's in your pocket?"

 

[TurtleGod]

"Hm? Oh, uh..." Neto pulled out the magnum, observing it. It was silvery, and polished. Very new. He gripped it in his hand, holding it down. "Just a gun. Are you afraid?" he asked, taunting the mayor a bit. He didn't usually taunt people, but this gun, it felt very special to him. Like a family heirloom. He felt around in the other pocket, finding a small dagger. He quickly retreated his hand out, and slumped it down, just like the other arm.

 

[DarkledMind]

The mayor laughed a little. "No, not really. May I see it?" He pulls out his own gun, which was skillfully hidden on his person. It was a beautiful revolver, the light of the fire glistening off of it and the few sparsely placed diamonds. "If you let me see yours, I'll let you see mine." His smile was large again, and slightly wicked. The dull light of the room had an overpowering effect on making Jasper seem more evil and wicked than he was.

 

[TurtleGod]

"No..." Neto didn't like the idea. Plus, the revolver felt special to him. "Let's just watch from afar." he suggested. He probably sounded weak, but he didn't like the idea of being without this revolver. It kept him safe. Well, the mayor had a revolver. That's good to know. "Hurry up, Mauro..." muttered Neto as he looked back at the clock.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(fuck, it deleted everything I typed