Reality Check! - A Multiversal Dnd Game, turned Aventure

[QizPizza]

INTERACTIONS: jigglesworth @AndOthers​

"Ah." John Wick sees the bearded teddy bear known as Captain John Price looks at the man for a moment before giving him a nod and shook the man's hand. There was a little amused turn of his head, as if he found the fact that there was another John in the room to be funny, "John Wick." At around the same time, he noticed the other John in the room take a seat next to him, though John Wick did not know that this man's name was John Connor. I am sure that John Wick would be most amused to know that the trifecta of Johns have assembled in one place.

Several more minutes passed, which John Wick spent doting over Fluffington the Mighty and giving her scratches. Eventually, John Wick noticed the murmuring of the voices from above had died down and immediately looked around, as if anticipating something to happen. And something did happen. The whoooooooosh filled the air, followed by the trademark sounds of an elevator and line of light that moved like a pair of elevator doors separating.

Then the opening into the void began sucking people in. John Wick was understandably not eager to be sucked into the darkness and the unknown, so he frantically grabbed onto the table in front of him as the others got sucked in around him. However, his efforts were in vain, as he eventually lost his grip on the piece of wooden furniture and was pulled into the darkness.

What was on the other side was definitely what no one could imagine, much less, John Wick. It was a brightly lit elevator that was shooting up at impossible speeds, passing the 10, 30, 60, and 100 within seconds. John Wick was visibly confused at not being able to feel the elevator going so fast, but before long, he made the effort to punch the emergency stop button...only for nothing to happen. He hit several other buttons without any noticeable change, which led to the assassin giving up and resort to waiting while tapping his foot to the sick beats coming over the speaker. Eventually, there was the voice from before that announced that everything was fine...which John Wick was clearly skeptical about. Seriously, who would believe everything is okay when an elevator is shooting towards the 500th floor of a building while none of the buttons are working? I guess the sick music was the only thing that made it bearable. Quite considerate of the organizers of this event, I must say.

Before long, the destination reached was reached...the elusive Floor Infinite. John Wick had no time to question it as a frigid gust of wind shoved everyone out of the elevator and to a cigar lounge. John Wick was no stranger to luxurious environments such as cigar lounges, but the characters sitting at the table were certainly far from the usual crowd that would be at such a place...or even Earth to begin with. Included in the crowd was the one-eyed triangular dream demon, Bill Cipher; the nihilistic interdimensional scientist, Rick Sanchez, the uncanny Wonderlandian that leaves a grin without a cat, Cheshire Cat; the fourth wall breaking merc with a mouth, Deadpool; the lonely monarch cursed by a crown, Ice King; and the 5th Dimensional trickster, Mister Mxyzptlk.

Such a colorful group outshined even the eleven that were brought up through the elevator, and it left even John Wick speechless. He only took in the exposition given by Mister Mxyzptlk, what with a game to get relics so that they would be freed. If you ask me, this sounds like the perfect set up for an adventure with whacky shenanigans and epic fight scenes. At some point, John Wick, the man that kills boogeymen, finally gathered himself to ask a question, "What kind of g-" John Wick was unceremoniously interrupted by Mister Mxyzptlk tossing a card into his mouth. By the time he could take the card out of his mouth and read it, he was already out of the cigar lounge.


Having never brushed with magic before, John Wick was visibly confused when he was transported to a medieval village and the card he was holding burst into sparkles. The confusion didn't stop there, as a pistol, pencil, and small bag of supplies appeared in his hands. Immediate, John Wick inspected the pistol, pressing the mag release and pulling the slide back to check the gun. He would find that it was a familiar weapon. It was the Kimber Warrior, given to him by the Bowery King, with a single stack 7 round magazine. He would find that his ammunition was not nearly as limited as before, with several extra magazines having appeared in his suit jacket pockets. With an expert hand, he quickly reloaded the pistol and racked the slide before stashing it in his pocket for later use. As for the pencil, he slid the writing utensil into his trousers pocket, knowing that it might be useful later on. A quick check of the backpack revealed a few tools and supplies that looked to be medieval in origin, but nothing too special.

After checking the equipment available to him, John Wick turned to the group he arrived here with and acted as the truly stoic man he was, "Well...that happened. I guess we're all on the same side. Let's find this relic as soon as possible and leave. I'll start asking around the town. Feel free to join me." John Wick made a move towards the bar to his right in an effort to find someone that would be able to provide any useful information.

 

[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington the Mighty's petting session was interrupted by the group finally arriving at their destination. The little Eevee was completely lost from what was going on, being both half lost to cuddle time and upside down. Then a card was tossed into her mouth and she was warped to who know where. Fluffington the Mighty stands as tall as she can and looks at the card. She spits it onto the ground and makes an unhappy huff. "I can't read this."
Fluffington the Mighty flicks the card with her paw, it floats up into the air and then vanishes an a sparkle, which then results in a Red Focus Sash tied in a bow appearing around her neck, and a pouch full of Berries as well. The Pokemon notices John separating from the group and chases after him. "Wait for me Mr. Wick!"
QizPizza Riven

 

[Vermin King]

Mûg-Lûg



Patiently for once in his life Mûg-Lûg waited the end of this hellish ride to end

Eventually the ride came to said end, being expelled from the "elevator" Mûg-Lûg scanned his new surroundings

Before him was a Golden Triangle-Thing, two more Man-things and a... Cat... Mûg-Lûg never liked cats but a different kind of dislike from elves and dwarves

Then a Gnome-Thing appeared and ranted his reasons for being here

Games?! The warlord almost flew off the handle he had no time for games, the work of his deity needed to be done

In the middle of a new scheme he was interrupted by a card stuck in his jaws, after a brief inspection he realised he could not read it fully

Mûg-Lûg was then tranported to a more comfortable setting, familiar odours the stench of dead Man-Things amoung other scents

Mûg-Lûg was so distracted that when he realised his weapons had returned he was chittering manic delight

"Yes-Yes My Weapons HaHaHaHAHAHAHA!!!

after brief celebration the warlord inquired

"Hm hm hm hm, Yes-Yes we all need to Look-Search for Relics, maybe, We-We take our time Yes-Yes Take it all In-In?
No-No?
Any Plan-Schemes?

Riven
Open for Interaction​

 

[Riven]

Upon the movements of Double Trouble beginning to do some shape shifting of some of the party, the man and woman on the left begin to lift their heads to the strange sounds of movement. "What in the.." , a Male's voice loudly proclaims as he turns around, "Can't a father and mother have their silence for their lost child..!" As the male had turned to the face of Double Trouble, a loud yell can be heard as the womans turns around as well, running into the face of Mûg-Lûg, with an extremely loud shriek! "Sorcerory! WITCH! DEMON!", the man exclaims in fear as he reaches for a pitchfork, to which the woman practically falls on her back to Mûg-Lûg's face and baring of teeth, or you know, the realization of a massive talking rat. Yeah, maybe that too.

"Uh oh, looks like these guys better do something to calm or quiet them before these people start getting frisky~!"

P PopcornPie
Vermin King
@EveryoneInSpawnZone

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MEANWHILE: In the Bar
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Despite what can easily be interpreted for the sounds of what seems to be a man and woman shrieking from outside the bar in fright, sounds of dainty and rather calming Tavern Music can be heard from a band as they continue playing, seemingly just keeping the atmosphere light and calm despite the grim outside perspective of the town. As Fluffington and John Wick made their way into the tavern, they would notice despite there being one open table near the bar stand itself, tons of people, despite talking amongst themselves, seem to be as downtrodden as the rest of them outside.

The barkeep can be heard among the music as he was cleaning a glass, letting out a sigh, "Blasted monsters these days.. no rest for anyone.. not even the people just living their days.."

"Hmm, interesting set up we got here. Maybe they might go to the barkeep for information or order a drink? Very interesting indeed."


QizPizza
DerpyCarp
darkred
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[darkred]

John Connor

John Connor looked around for a while before literally looking at his arm. Seconds became minutes before one of the Johns (John Wick) tried to push at a emergency stop button and nothing worked.

Suddenly, they arrived on Floor Infinite. John Connor shook his head, not even thinking he was somehow stuck in some limboish version of Heaven or Hell.

But the most strange part of it all was that everyone there finally met the game masters.

A triangle dream demon with one eye named Bill Cypher, A dimensional traveling scientist named Rick, A creepy talking cat with a huge grin plastered on its face named Chesire Cat, A fourth wall breaking merc named Deadpool. With that, the last face introduced themselves as Ice King, including Mr. M.

Lovely, so now he was stuck in some interdimensional game inches away from leading humanity to victory against Skynet. Why did it always have to be him? But just as they were leaving, a card was thrown into John Connor's mouth and blinked. Magic was just a child'd game right? Wrong.

Just then his plasma gun appeared in his arms, along with some supplies that looked alright, but could be used.

But enough of that for now.

Before anyone could even think of questioning the 5 in the room, they were gone suddenly to a medival like time.

Ah time travel, sometimes you love it, sometimes you hate it.

Pretty much it seemed like the mission was find the artifact and you go somewhere else.

Most of the group already split off toward the bar and the two people screehing could be heard not too far away.
John was cautious, placing the clearly futuristic weapon away along with any ammo away.

Hard to not draw attention to yourself when you look like a solider from 2018.

John Connor moved toward the bar area, clearly the other man and the strange creature went that way.

The bar was a busy place with downtrodden folks, something seemed to be scaring the folks.

He eyed the people, his eyes almost trying to feel the pain of the people around the room. The solider still shared a small part of emphathy for the humans around him even if they weren't soliders fighting and dying for him.

He asked one of the folks "What seems to trouble you?"

Riven
QizPizza
DerpyCarp



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[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington the Mighty makes her way to the bar, and after a couple of failed attempts, hops onto a bar stool, and braces her fore paws on the counter. She the gazes up to the bartender with wide, sparkling, adorable eyes, glowing with precious innocence, and says him the all important word. "Food?" Her voice quivers with a light begging tone, reserved for adorable animals and small children. Beings who have nothing to give but love.
Riven QizPizza darkred

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Supergirl never got an answer to her inquiry, for at that moment the elevator stopped and the doors opened to reveal: a grinning purple cat, a old man, a drunk man, a red ninja, and finally Mr. M himself who had finally revealed himself to her. He introduced himself and went on a speal about sending them through multiple levels to obtain artifacts before giving them cards.

Before she could even breath a sllyable though they were thrust away from that world and into another bleak medieval world. Supergirl just had enough composure not to immediately flip out and notice that her powers have seemingly returned to her but not ALL of them!

She noted the world around her, the bar, the knight, the two distaught people, everyone was going to the bar, and John Connor was dealing with the sad people. So she decided to head toward the knight, walking as to not freak him out.

“Hello Sir Knight! As you can see, I am, um new to this land and I am wondering what are you standing vigil against?”

Great Rao, she hoped he knew English!
Riven

 

[jigglesworth]

Interactions: Riven (GM, Pitchfork Man), P PopcornPie (Double Trouble), Vermin King (Mûg-Lûg), Birb (Evan)
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Mûg-Lûg calmed down at John and Evan's requests, coming to his senses. Good, Price was worried it couldn't be reasoned with. Generally, big rodents that look like, well, that, tend to be vicious in media. This one seems nice enough. Emphasis on "enough," they haven't seen him in battle yet. Or having to deal with someone that isn't part of their little ragtag group. Outside the voices, of course, and he didn't react well to those.

"Price," he said to Evan after the latter asked rather eloquently. He left it at that, not really needing to go any further.

Conversation was floating around about what kind of situation they're in. The nurse that probably isn't a nurse suggested that they are in some kind of table top roleplaying game, as the voice was talking about dice and such. Supergirl suggested D&D, which rung a bell in John's mind. He's heard of it, of course, what with people thinking it was devil worship and all, but he's never played before. If their guess is right, he'll get his chance to play it after all. Only he's not the one controlling a character, but the one having to fight whatever the hell these voices come up with.

The elevator finally reached the destination, and Price stifled a groan at the words "Floor: Infinite." The doors immediately opened, and another gust of wind shot the eleven of them out of the elevator to the next room. As he stood up, John looked around at the smoking lounge they found themselves in. The voices now had bodies to go along with them. They were an... interesting group, to say the least. There was a cat there, a man in a red onesie, the drunk, a wizard? and a triangle. Fun. It wasn't long before the DM of this D&D group showed himself, which Supergirl had correctly identified earlier as... "Mr. Mxzkplktzx?" He tried. The imp, who was floating in the way, by the way, explained how they are supposed to win this game. The eleven of them will have to find relics at each different level, and they need to find out for themselves what those relics even are. Wonderful. This is going to take some investigation.

The imp called a puppet in, which handed him the script. The former grabbed a deck of cards, shuffling them. Eleven were picked for each in the group, and one more was chosen and slammed onto the ground. Immediately, the landscape around the group changed as the room faded away. The lounge was replaced with a medieval village, rural, with people and knights here and there. The unmistakable stench of corpses was prominent, and people were mourning by them. Price had a sheet in his hand, the card Mr. Mxyzptlk gave him, and he held it up to read it. The card disappeared, but he was suddenly back in body armor, a Glock 19 in his holster, and a pack on his back, probably full of supplies. His body armor had a few spare magazines, and a knife was sheathed on his thigh. Curiously, he also had a rapier at his side, which might be useful. No boonie hat, though, which he frowned at. Maybe there will be one around here somewhere. John looked around at the places they could start.

Looking at Double Trouble, or, for a brief moment, himself, and the others, Price was a tad unnerved, but impressed. "That'll come in handy. Just don't do it to fool us, yeah?" They definitely will use it to fool them, but he wanted to say it either way.

Wick, Fluffington, and Connor split off for the bar. Price was about to speak to the knight by the gate, until two peasants started yelling about sorcery, witches, and demons, clearly referring to Double and Mûg-Lûg. They don't like shapeshifting, apparently. The Captain quickly moved in front of the group, hands in front of him for the man with the pitchfork to see. "Whoa, whoa, calm down there, mate. Put the pitchfork down, yeah? They don't mean any harm, they're good people." He glanced back at the two, Mûg-Lûg and Double Trouble, glaring out of the peasant's eyesight, telling the the two that they are good people for now, whether or not that's usually true. He looked back at the man, hands still out for him to see. "I'm John Price, what's your name, hm?"

 

[Vermin King]

Mûg-Lûg



The display that The Reptile-Thing Put on, changing it's form into every last one of the party members unsettled Mûg-Lûg, it was more impressive than anything Clan Eshin could have done, this made Mûg-Lûg concerned but as luck would have it he had other things to concern himself with

Screaming and aggressive Man-Things

The Man-Thing and Female Man-Thing had similar reactions than those he remembered

his teeth were bared and he was getting into a defensive stance when John Price spoke up

"Whoa, whoa, calm down there, mate. Put the pitchfork down, yeah? They don't mean any harm, they're good people."

Ah yes Diplomacy a new practice the warlord has tried to perfect, he listened to John speak and soon recieved a glare from John

Mûg-Lûg recognized that look from anywhere, a silent message which the warlord was accustomed to

"Yes-Yes We Mean You-You No-No harm"

Sheathing his weapon and shield he shows the Man-Things that he is unarmed and not wanting to fight

"My Most-Most humble apologies"

Bowing his head is a sign of submission in his culture and despite his feelings towards the situation, he bowed as a sign of good faith

Riven jigglesworth P PopcornPie @Everyoneinspawnzone​

 

[Birb]

Evan

"Price," he said to Evan after the latter asked rather eloquently. He left it at that, not really needing to go any further.

“..... Price. Uh.. ok... just Price...”

"I don't think anyone is too old to play role-playing games. Tabletops are pretty fun when you try them out. It brings people together, and that's the good part about it." She proceeded to look over at Evan, analyzing him. His clothes reminded her of a survivor in some apocalypse with her gas mask, probably from something that happened in his world.

“...... no. No I said what I said.”

Again. This was HIGHLY IRONIC considering Evan’s uh.. origin and past.

The doors don't even hesitate to open up wide in one quick motion, an ice cold breeze being let out into the small and cramped compartment as that all too familiar rush of wind practically throws you all out of the container onto the ground on your faces. The sounds of laughter and chuckles being heard a few feet away in front of you as the lights of the elevator are all that illuminates that little spot you all lay before it, before the doors shut to leave you in the red and yellow lights of a cigar lounge with now a new beat being heard around the vicinity.

The audiences' voices can now be recognized as they follow the direction towards a table with a strange crew of people sitting around a round table with various snacks on the dining device, all looking towards the party with smiles and laughs.

“... SHIT that’s colder than swallowing ice because you tilted your head back too much....”
That’s... somewhat of a response to the cold...

"Oh! You bozos are finally here!?! About time! I was about to get bored!"

"Oh shut up you.. *burp*.. you.. Triangle! Blame the garbage elevator!"

"Oh Yes fellows! Blame the devices and not the person who made it."

"God, seriously like, I don't know who has the budget to actually get the permissions to use us but, they're about to be mailed one crazy bill!"

"Wait, what do you mean by using us exactly? We're our own people."

Among the five of these guys having their own discussions despite you all finally arriving in the room, comes the final member of the group, the host of it all.

"AH YES! GLAD TO HAVE YOU ALL! WELCOME TO THE FUN AND GAMES!"

“.... what. The fuck.”

Evan was.. well, shocked, like any REASONABLE person would be... he just... stared, blankly, and now silently.. he had met PLENTY of odd people in the past... god knows how long. But none of them looked this... ridiculous??? And he had seen quite a lot!! Weird things were not new to the wastelander!

The arrival of this orange and purple floating character makes his way to the table, floating as he begins to make his way of talk. "Ah so yes, I am Mr. Mxyzptlk! And don't your forget it!" The imp snaps his fingers as a clipboard appears out of nowhere in front of him in his hands, the guy clearly running his eyes between the words of the clipboard and you all. "Huh, Thought there would be more of you, but alas, this can work! But yes, welcome to Multiversal Game Night! And say hello to my friends over there!" To which the group of guys at the poker and cigar table stop their discussion momentarily to look over at you all once more with a collective wave and "hello" before returning to their discussion. The mysterious character let's out a cackle as he tosses the clipboard into the abyss and begins to smoke his cigar with a glad grin.

“..........”

Oh... oh no.... that nurses mention of the whole... gameplay thing.. multiverse table top?! What the FUCK?! If he hadn’t been wearing the mask, everyone would see at least five new beads of sweat rolling down his face..

The imp keeps a smirk before waiting a mere 10 seconds, before suddenly speaking out loud once more. "None? Excellent! Assistant!" Upon him yelling for his "assistant", various bumps and sounds of ows can be heard around the top of the room, most likely in the ceiling as it moves all about the room. "Give him a second, he's still new to this." Mr. Mxyzptlk says with a roll of his eyes as the bumps continue, and the sound of a spring door can be heard over head open up as the sounds of wood and strings tumble to another new character in front of your face, the high pitched voice that gave the warning earlier, easily recognized.

"What do you need sir."

"Ah yes, the script!" The imp replies with a snap as he reaches over to the wooden puppet with an open hand, to which the puppet reaches to his back and passes out a massive stack of papers into the smaller man's hand. "There ya go!" "Ah, thank you! Now then. To win and be free, you gotta get relics from different levels, I won't tell you what they are though because, that'll be too easy." Mr. Mxyzptlk reaches into his side pocket with a hand and tosses a deck of cards into the air, the deck shuffling itself as he waves his fingers and launches 11 cards into the air, 1 for each of your mouths, tossing the rest into the air as he pokes around the spread out cards. "Those are your powers and equipment sheet cards, selected and made by some of my assistant's discord friends."

Evan simply continued staring, with almost bug like look (due to the red lenses on his mask obviously). It was an obvious one of discomfort... but he didn’t know how to respond...

As the imp continues to scratch his chin, he suddenly let's out a loud "A-HA!!!" As he picks out a card with a smirk and looks to the party with a nod. "This card shall do! Now have fun!" The imp let's out another cackle as he throws the card onto the floor, the area disappearing and swirling into a mass of colors before moving from a pitch black surrounding into..

“..... wait wh-“

A town unlike any other

The settings seem to be a medieval era with sightings of villagers and knights roaming freely, the entire location of where you were before, nowhere to be seen. You all have your respective ability and equipment cards in your hands and upon holding them up to the air if you so choose to, the cards would disappear in a burst of sparkles as you all feel your powers and abilities return to you, as well as your respective weapons and equipment appearing in your arms.

“-at-.... oh.... OH-“

Evan suddenly realized... his axe was in his hand again!! His precious lovely lovely AXE!! Well... it was more of a hatchet really... but still!! HIS LOVELY HATCHET!!!

“Oh thank fu-huuuuh....?”

Evan then realized... where WAS he?? Where were EVERYONE?? Yeah they were all here but what the fuck did HERE mean?

In your immediate vicinity, a man and a woman can be seen and heard on your left near a pile of corpses as they are seen crying, a knight can be noticed near the gate as he faces the outside of the village with his helmet covering his face, and there is a bar to the right. The entire atmosphere of this place seems very off and depressing. So, what do y'all do.

Mûg-Lûg was so distracted that when he realised his weapons had returned he was chittering manic delight

"Yes-Yes My Weapons HaHaHaHAHAHAHA!!!

after brief celebration the warlord inquired

"Hm hm hm hm, Yes-Yes we all need to Look-Search for Relics, maybe, We-We take our time Yes-Yes Take it all In-In?
No-No?
Any Plan-Schemes?

“Uh... n.. no mostly-“

Upon the movements of Double Trouble beginning to do some shape shifting of some of the party, the man and woman on the left begin to lift their heads to the strange sounds of movement. "What in the.." , a Male's voice loudly proclaims as he turns around, "Can't a father and mother have their silence for their lost child..!" As the male had turned to the face of Double Trouble, a loud yell can be heard as the womans turns around as well, running into the face of Mûg-Lûg, with an extremely loud shriek! "Sorcerory! WITCH! DEMON!", the man exclaims in fear as he reaches for a pitchfork, to which the woman practically falls on her back to Mûg-Lûg's face and baring of teeth, or you know, the realization of a massive talking rat. Yeah, maybe that too.

"Uh oh, looks like these guys better do something to calm or quiet them before these people start getting frisky~!"

As Evan was trying to make sense of things, and response to Mûg, a sudden... err... outburst occurred from some of the others in the... whatever this was... but... it didn’t look good.

Despite what can easily be interpreted for the sounds of what seems to be a man and woman shrieking from outside the bar in fright, sounds of dainty and rather calming Tavern Music can be heard from a band as they continue playing, seemingly just keeping the atmosphere light and calm despite the grim outside perspective of the town. As Fluffington and John Wick made their way into the tavern, they would notice despite there being one open table near the bar stand itself, tons of people, despite talking amongst themselves, seem to be as downtrodden as the rest of them outside.

The barkeep can be heard among the music as he was cleaning a glass, letting out a sigh, "Blasted monsters these days.. no rest for anyone.. not even the people just living their days.."

"Hmm, interesting set up we got here. Maybe they might go to the barkeep for information or order a drink? Very interesting indeed."

“.... god dam- uh... excuse me...”

Evan stepped half way in between Mûg-Lûg and the man.. this seemed dangerous but!! It’s fine right?? Evan could deal with it!!

“..... uh... we, here... do not mean to uh... upset you. Sooooo... please remove that giant ass FORK from your hands and uhh stop screaming like a banshee with strep....”

That was probably as politely as Evan could word it.

"Whoa, whoa, calm down there, mate. Put the pitchfork down, yeah? They don't mean any harm, they're good people." He glanced back at the two, Mûg-Lûg and Double Trouble, glaring out of the peasant's eyesight, telling the the two that they are good people for now, whether or not that's usually true.

"Yes-Yes We Mean You-You No-No harm"

Sheathing his weapon and shield he shows the Man-Things that he is unarmed and not wanting to fight

"My Most-Most humble apologies"

Bowing his head is a sign of submission in his culture and despite his feelings towards the situation, he bowed as a sign of good faith

“YES what they both said we aren’t here to uh. Hurt you. Even though you seem to want to hurt us. How.... kind....”

While it was obvious sarcasm, it had a hint of annoyance. Genuine annoyance. Evan had already dealt with people fearing his group due to that SNAKE he called a partner in... crime?? Nah just partner in shenanigans...

As Evan spoke, that frog!! That wonderful little frog!! Popped up again from behind his neck, sitting on his shoulder!! But it was not smiling this time.. no no, it looked rather frightened now..

Vermin King jigglesworth Riven thefinalgirl [OPEN FOR INTERACTION]​

 

[PopcornPie]

Looking at Double Trouble, or, for a brief moment, himself, and the others, Price was a tad unnerved, but impressed. "That'll come in handy. Just don't do it to fool us, yeah?" They definitely will use it to fool them, but he wanted to say it either way.

"It comes in more than 'handy', darling." Double's smooth, snide voice coming out of Supergirl's body was more than a little disturbing. "Do you have any idea how many big jobs my power has gotten me through?"

Upon the movements of Double Trouble beginning to do some shape shifting of some of the party, the man and woman on the left begin to lift their heads to the strange sounds of movement. "What in the.." , a Male's voice loudly proclaims as he turns around, "Can't a father and mother have their silence for their lost child..!" As the male had turned to the face of Double Trouble, a loud yell can be heard as the womans turns around as well, running into the face of Mûg-Lûg, with an extremely loud shriek! "Sorcerory! WITCH! DEMON!", the man exclaims in fear as he reaches for a pitchfork, to which the woman practically falls on her back to Mûg-Lûg's face and baring of teeth, or you know, the realization of a massive talking rat. Yeah, maybe that too.

"Uh oh, looks like these guys better do something to calm or quiet them before these people start getting frisky~!"​

"Oh, my, I've already garnered an audience!" In a VERY intelligent move by the Etherian, Double Trouble shifted their form to look like the two peasants! "How am I doing, darlings? While I am very talented, rest assured, my talents are all nautral!" Hm, what form could they take that would quell these peasants' fears? Ah, they knew one that never failed! With a simple squeeze of their muscles, their smooth skin was taken over by soft fur, while their ears moved up and their nose moved down. Fingers became short and stubby, and their tail's tip went from sharp to blunt. Then they felt their spine give out, telescoping until their hands could touch the ground. There was a quiet crack as their knees bent backwards, but no cry of pain. Double simply retained their smile, even as their entire jawbone shrank.



In just a minute, all that remained of Double Trouble was an adorable white kitten! "You wouldn't hurt a kitty cat with a pitchfork, would you?"

Despite what can easily be interpreted for the sounds of what seems to be a man and woman shrieking from outside the bar in fright, sounds of dainty and rather calming Tavern Music can be heard from a band as they continue playing, seemingly just keeping the atmosphere light and calm despite the grim outside perspective of the town. As Fluffington and John Wick made their way into the tavern, they would notice despite there being one open table near the bar stand itself, tons of people, despite talking amongst themselves, seem to be as downtrodden as the rest of them outside.

The barkeep can be heard among the music as he was cleaning a glass, letting out a sigh, "Blasted monsters these days.. no rest for anyone.. not even the people just living their days.."

"Hmm, interesting set up we got here. Maybe they might go to the barkeep for information or order a drink? Very interesting indeed."​

Fluffington the Mighty makes her way to the bar, and after a couple of failed attempts, hops onto a bar stool, and braces her fore paws on the counter. She the gazes up to the bartender with wide, sparkling, adorable eyes, glowing with precious innocence, and says him the all important word. "Food?" Her voice quivers with a light begging tone, reserved for adorable animals and small children. Beings who have nothing to give but love.
Riven QizPizza darkred

It seemed that everyone was going to the bar. While Double themselves preferred to stay sober, business was always best among angry drunkards. "A monster problem, eh?" They smiled, crossing their legs as they sat. "Why don't you point us to them, and we'll tell them to look elsewhere for food and lodging...For a price."

 

[thefinalgirl]

Valentine

The ninja nurse nodded along to what Evan said, maybe he wasn't too fond of nerd culture. It was typically portrayed as something that's out of the mainstream and mainly for men who were the opposite of what society thinks a man should be. However, the times evolved and it became something that is pretty popular, as more and more people broke the stereotypes of nerds being weird and in their own world. Valentine was pretty much fond of D&D, having played it herself in her teenage years before Last Hope was formed. Her only friends that would play along with her were Patty, Hallow, and Easter. Patty was always the dungeon master, but Valentine did get to host her one-shot campaigns from time to time. "Well, if that's what you think, then I understand. Still, anyone can play role-playing games," she calmly replied to Evan.

Suddenly, her eyes were blinded by a sudden ray of light that made her shut her eyes for a whole minute. Valentine rubbed them to clear her vision, spotting an array of men sitting at some table. So, it actually was a show. The audience was just them. Valentine felt an unease wash through her body, just by looking at them. She recognized the cat since he literally was the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland, albeit slightly different. The other men on the table were unfamiliar to her. Her eyes landed to a large yellow triangle with a top-hat and a cigar, speaking in some distorted voice that made her almost want to gouge her ears out. The next person was a scientist-looking grandpa who may have had a few bottles of alcohol before this thing started, or it could just be that he's an alcoholic and always buzzed because of it. The other man next to the Cheshire Cat was wearing a tight red suit that covered his face, equipping his katanas at the back of his suit and oddly caressing himself. The other grandpa beside the red man seemed to be oblivious by what the other meant. He had blue skin and a very pointy nose, also with a long beard and a cartoonish looking crown with three red crystals. The last person was another old-looking man with a weird get-up and some kind of cigar on his lips, making the nurse ponder on the number of old men in the room.

Just as the ninja nurse was about to ask any questions, the man in the weird get-up, who's name was Mr. Mxyzptlk, proceeded to throw a card at them and teleport them to some kind of medieval town. Looking at what formed in between her middle and index finger, it was a small card that apparently had their abilities and equipment in them. Before she could properly examine it, the card turned to dust as most of her belongings were returned to her. She checked the bag behind her that was always strapped to her, seeing her reliable bone saw and with some different instruments in there. Valentine sighed underneath her face mask, feeling relieved as she would have become worried if she lost her main weapon and what made her a part of Last Hope's assassin team.

Observing the environment around her, multiple people were already heading to different parts of the town. John Wick, John Connor, Fluffington, and Double made their way to the bar, sitting for a moment to take it all in. John Price, Evan, and the rat warrior were still at the angry couple, trying to apologize to them. In the corner of her red eye, she spotted the blonde girl on their group talking to a knight that was at a gate. Valentine walked towards the pair and introduced herself. "Sir, what's the name of this town? My name is Valentine, and we're not looking for any trouble. We just need answers."

Interactions: PolikShadowbliss Riven
Location: At some gate of a medieval town, talking to a knight.

 

[MysticPainter92]

Eden took a deep breath and just smiled as she looked around. "I don't know what the hell is going on but I just want to get home. I'm sure Nox is missing me" She holds the card up and feels a weird sensation flow through her. "I must have my powers and abilities back. I am sure the friend of that puppet that gave me specific abilities is amazing" Eden looks to her side and sees the dagger and mace and smiles sadly. After getting her bearings she decides to walk over to the couple who are screaming and help John and Evan calm everything down. "Hello... My name is Eden. I am so sorry we disturbed you." She smiles over to John and looks back to Evan and Mûg-lûg. "Is everyone ok? I heard screaming" She was unaware of why the people where screaming.

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[Riven]

The bartender had put up the glass he was wiping and cleaning, to notice the sounds of tiny paws and a bar stool nearly toppling over, to which as he turned around, a small grin appeared on his face, "Well hello there little fella!" To upon hearing her ask for food, the bartender grows a soft smirk and rolls his eyes with a laugh, turning around to the shelf as he grabbed a plate of warm buttered bread, placing it on the table in front of the small pokemon. "That's all I can give you free of charge, anything more you're gonna need some pieces to spare, but enjoy little one.", he speaks with a soft tone, reaching over to give the eevee a gentle ruffle of the top of her head before leaning back within his counter.

For John Connor however, the table he tried to approach practically ignored his words as they remained silent, continuing to sip their tankards. "Over here lad!", the bartender waves at John, pointing to a seat besides Fluffington, "Rather it might be best to leave majority of the folks alone, the beasts here have been causing nothing but problems and issues for everyone here. Yet another infestation, third one I recall, no matter how many people we send in after, they just don't stop coming." The aged barkeep nods to John Connor with an open hand. "Name's Abraham, and uh, I'm guessing all of you folks aren't from around here, seeing as you all came about the same time with different dressings and attire?"

As a small bright white kitten and walked in and had taken a seat on the stool as well, hearing what it said, the man let out a hearty laugh, a hand against his chest as he shook his head in response, "You got a big ego and an even bigger mouth for your own body there little one, I don't think you really are sure what monstrosities exist out there, and for all the lives that have already been lost, there really isn't a price we can put down for that one. Any of you folks would like a drink? Or a meal?"

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QizPizza
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Returning to the events of outside however, the older man with the pitchfork still held his pitchfork defensively in front of him and the woman, a face of anger as they both had markings of freshly stained tears. Upon Captain Price standing in between them and Mûg-Lûg, the woman, who had held her breath ready to scream, slowly relaxed and relented as the gentleman had dropped his weapon. As the male had prepared to open his mouth to respond to Price, the sight of Double becoming the pair only caused confusion, before being given the horrible sight of Double-Trouble transforming, and the sounds, dear god the sounds as they turned into a cat. Instead of calming them down, causes the female to simply faint as the male suddenly turns around to catch her in his arms. "Wh-what! Who! What is that freak!?!", the man proclaims furiously, trying to reassure his fainted partner. As he watched the cat disappear into the bar, he leaves his pitchfork close by, disgusted as to what had just happened, before returning his gaze and attention to Price and Mûg-Lûg, "My name is Aiken, and, this is my wife.. Carmela.." As the arrival of Evan and Eden come to fruition, the man shakes his head as he stands up with his wife in his arms, looking at the group, "What do you strange people want. We can't be just left alone to grief."

jigglesworth
Vermin King
Birb
MysticPainter92
and FactionGuerrilla (since CL4P T4P has not moved)

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At the village entrance and checkpoint, remains one lone knight standing still as he held a sword in his hand and a shield in the other, remaining silent as he kept a straight gaze and view to the road outside of the village. Despite being in thick and heavy armor, the male heard what sounded to be footsteps as he actually lifted his head away from his security for a moment to turn and glance a strangely outfitted woman with blonde hair, followed by a very lecherously exposed outfitted woman behind her. Keeping his eyes away from the second and fixated on the first, the knight lowers his sword as he nods in their direction. "Is this really your first time here? In Blackwood? Or even in all of Veramon?" The knight responded as he made the most confused face possible, how these people be here, they didn't even walk through the main entry way. The male shook his head as he returned his gaze to the roads, "Well strangers, welcome to Blackwood, main trading post in this area of Veramon's nation as well as the front line defense, or what is left of it anyways. My name is Shane." The knight lifted his visor as he pointed around the town, showing barricades of wood and about 3 more knights roaming the walls in a security check of a loop. "Are you sellswords?", Shane asked Supergirl with another shake of the head, "If you really want to put your lives on the stake of the matter go ahead, you'll be the third unit of Sellswords we've lost this week, not to mention the 8th group of armed warriors. As to what I'm watching out for stranger, there's monsters out there, horrifying monstrosities that come and take our people, to where, I do not know. But when they don't take people, they relentlessly attack until they force us into submission."

PolikShadowbliss
thefinalgirl

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[PolikShadowbliss]

Supergirl smiled pleasantly, noting that the Knight downright refused to even look in the skimpy nurse’s direction, and was secretly glad she had ditched the outfit with the exposed mid-drift. Veramon? At least she knew the name of the land presumably. By Rao, from the sounds of it, with all this talk of monsters and the like, this really did sound like a classic D&D game. And from the sound of it, they are going to face these monstrosities.

“Thank you kindly Shane and do forgive my um companion for her um mode of attire!” She tilted her head at his next question and grew even more worried by the second.

“I wouldn’t say we’re sellswords, but I can’t say the same for the rest of my group! Some of em are pretty shifty characters - one quite literally!”

Riven
thefinalgirl

 

[darkred]

John Connor



The solider remained quiet, eyeing the mostly downtrodden men and woman of the village. It was only then the bartender waved over John himself. At first, he thought the man meant to talk to the other John in the room, John Wick but the bartender was calling him over. He walked over and frowned, keeping it down "Yes, we are all strangers here. But since we are on the topic...

John frowned "I'd like information on the location we are at. You know anything about a strange artifact?

John Connor frowned, keeping the mention of a item under wraps.

Riven DerpyCarp QizPizza P PopcornPie

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[Birb]

Evan

"My name is Aiken, and, this is my wife.. Carmela.." As the arrival of Evan and Eden come to fruition, the man shakes his head as he stands up with his wife in his arms, looking at the group, "What do you strange people want. We can't be just left alone to grief."

“Ok... uh... SO. We wanna know, one.”

“Who the fuck you are, we got that down.”

“Where the fuck WE are, we don’t know that.”

“WHEN the fuck we are. We also... don’t... know that...”

The frog stared directly at Aiken with those... giant... alien... froggy... eyes....

“..... can you answer this all for us maybe??”

Evan quickly gave Mûg-Lûg a little... a pat.. a pat on the head!! He was a.. sort of... lovely fluffy lil man!! A feral fluffy man!

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[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington lets out a gasp of happiness. Free food AND a head rub! This place has it all! "Thank you!!" The little Eevee calls out before begining to nibble on the warm treat.
Riven QizPizza P PopcornPie darkred

 

[thefinalgirl]

Valentine

Noticing that the knight was a bit flushed with her attire, Valentine decided to play with it. "You know," she slyly declared to Shane. "This is just my regular work attire. Don't be too shy, sweetheart." The ninja nurse giggled as she regained her composure back within the blink of an eye. "Anyways, is there any information recorded about these monsters? Some kind of record laying around or kept in some shelf? Our group might be able to handle that," she asked Shane, thinking on all the possible ways that the other groups have died. The monsters may be formidable foes, but as they are in a game, they might be forced to encounter them with no escape.

Proceeding to grab her back satchel, she checked the items that were in her bag. Of course, her bone saw was in there. But, the other items boggled with the nurse's mind. Hand axes, a whip, a blowgun with darts, and some other things. Out of all of the possible weapons she could obtain, Valentine was disappointed in what she got. However, she did receive training in being able to be proficient in multiple weapons, due to unexpected complications in their plans that might force them to fight without their medical gear.

Interacting With: Riven PolikShadowbliss
Location: At the gates of Blackwood, talking to Shane the Knight.

 

[jigglesworth]

Interactions: Riven (GM, Aiken), Birb (Evan), Vermin King (Mûg-Lûg), MysticPainter92 (Eden), P PopcornPie (Double Trouble)
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Mûg-Lûg understood Price's glare and dropped his defensive stance, putting away his weapons, and showing he means no harm. John needs to give the creature a little more credit, as he's more intelligent than he previously assumed. Evan also understood that it's best to calm things down, even though he doesn't seem capable of choking back his sarcasm for a moment. "See? We're all friends here-"

And that's when Price caught Double Trouble shapeshifting again. "Oh no," he whispered to himself. In a gloriously stupid move, they transformed into both the peasants, scaring the living daylights out of them. They finally turned into a small, white cat, and fucked off to god knows where. The woman fainted, being caught by the man, and Price heaved a heavy sigh. He looked back to the two, less apologetic and more annoyed at Double. Just, really? How did that cross their mind as the best option? If they did it because they think it's funny, they better be very careful who they "joke" to. The last thing they need is a lynch mob coming to, well, lynch the group for blasphemy and witchcraft. At least they're done for now.

Price will remember that.

Pinching the bridge of his nose as the man asked about the "freak," he stayed silent as the peasant, Aiken, introduced the two, the wife being Carmela. John looked over at Eden as she approached and asked her question. "Apparently," he started, turning to her, "people around here don't like Double doing their shapeshifting thing. Who knew. If you've got any abilities, I suggest you keep them quiet for now. These two might just be exceptionally religious, but I don't want to test the whole town on that."

John turned back to the peasants as Evan asked his questions. "Don't mind my colleague's... roughness, we're not from around here, I'm sure you've figured out. Just those questions will do fine, and we'll leave you lot alone. Though, if you could tell us what happened here as well, I would appreciate that."

 

[QizPizza]

INTERACTIONS: Riven​

Upon seeing that the building he entered was a bar, John Wick immediately walked up to the counter and took seat next to the adorable Fluffington the Mighty. Now, this wasn't anything close to the accommodations that the Continental could provide, but a drink was always a drink, and seeing as John Wick had just experienced things he never imagined he would be seeing, he probably need a drink. John Wick didn't act like he paid any attention to the other patrons of the bar, but he was certainly always watching his back, metaphorically and literally. He picked up bits and pieces from the conversations around him, and it didn't exactly make him glad to be in this town. There were monsters...a far cry from anything John Wick, the Baba Yaga, was used to dealing with, but he probably knew that to finish this "level" and get relic, he would have to fight some of these monsters. Seriously, why is it that there are always monsters involved? Why can't it just be a simple puzzle or casual chat with the gatekeeper? The organizers of this game must really enjoy bloodshed.

More about this...monster problem was revealed by the barkeep named Abraham...and it wasn't pleasant. These were numerous and dangerous, but as for actual details, there was a short supply. John Wick spoke up and introduced himself before asking the aged man, "John Wick. I guess you could say that we aren't from around here... You have a problem that needs solving though, so I don't think where we come from matters. Where can we find these monsters?"

John Wick reached into his pocket and pulled out an intricately decorated gold coin and set it on the bar counter. On one side was a lion standing in front of a shield bearing the sun with the Latin words "Ens Causa Sui", or "Something generated within itself". The other side of the coin was figure holding a shield with a cross in its center with the words "Ex Unitae Vires", or "Out of unity comes power". This was the currency of the criminal underworld, and as the lettering on the first side implied, the value of the coin was based on the person using it. In the past, John Wick's coins carried a considerable weight, but after being declared Excommunicado, they were worth nothing. However, it wasn't as if the barkeep would know of what this coin symbolized. It was just pure gold, and John Wick was sure that gold was an universally accepted form of payment. "Oh, and before I forget...a glass of your strongest liquor and...something hearty to eat."

 

[Vermin King]

Mûg-Lûg



Choosing to remain silent, for now, Mûg-Lûg observed John Price's method of approach and double's method

One clearly had the more desirable impact, the warlord now understood that he did not have an army to lead but a mere group of being's

Mûg-Lûg knew that he had to make his moves with extreme care and consideration, that being said his knowledge of handling delicate situations is limited

In his mind Mûg-Lûg thought to himself

"This-This is strange indeed, not of sigmar's group of No-Furs, these Man-Things seem to have had little to no experience of skavendom."

"Maybe.. This-This could be valuable opportunity!"

The warlord envisioned new grand horizons with Mûg-Lûg at its peak, a new empire ruled but Mûg-Lûg

These thoughts made Mûg-Lûg happier than when he was slaying the dwarf mining company's back home or slaying the wood elves who killed his rat ogre

But for now the warlord was in a particular spot and so instead of trying anything further, Mûg-Lûg simply stays there with the group and observes how John and co handle these people

As lessons to learn for the future

Riven Birb jigglesworth P PopcornPie MysticPainter92​

 

[PopcornPie]

The bartender had put up the glass he was wiping and cleaning, to notice the sounds of tiny paws and a bar stool nearly toppling over, to which as he turned around, a small grin appeared on his face, "Well hello there little fella!" To upon hearing her ask for food, the bartender grows a soft smirk and rolls his eyes with a laugh, turning around to the shelf as he grabbed a plate of warm buttered bread, placing it on the table in front of the small pokemon. "That's all I can give you free of charge, anything more you're gonna need some pieces to spare, but enjoy little one.", he speaks with a soft tone, reaching over to give the eevee a gentle ruffle of the top of her head before leaning back within his counter.

For John Connor however, the table he tried to approach practically ignored his words as they remained silent, continuing to sip their tankards. "Over here lad!", the bartender waves at John, pointing to a seat besides Fluffington, "Rather it might be best to leave majority of the folks alone, the beasts here have been causing nothing but problems and issues for everyone here. Yet another infestation, third one I recall, no matter how many people we send in after, they just don't stop coming." The aged barkeep nods to John Connor with an open hand. "Name's Abraham, and uh, I'm guessing all of you folks aren't from around here, seeing as you all came about the same time with different dressings and attire?"

As a small bright white kitten and walked in and had taken a seat on the stool as well, hearing what it said, the man let out a hearty laugh, a hand against his chest as he shook his head in response, "You got a big ego and an even bigger mouth for your own body there little one, I don't think you really are sure what monstrosities exist out there, and for all the lives that have already been lost, there really isn't a price we can put down for that one. Any of you folks would like a drink? Or a meal?"

"So they're large beasts! My home planet crawls with them." Double meowed, preening their arm. "We've been sent here by otherworldly beings, yes. I'm assuming that we need to slay those beasts to get the relic we're after. I'm sure we can make short work of them. I alone can give them a rather terrible case of cat scratch fever." They giggled, showing off their claws. "Trust me, darling, tough jobs for pocketfuls of cash has been my whole life up until I turned around and became a part of this game, why should I stop now? I can shapeshift again, my brains haven't been toyed with, there's nothing keeping me from bringing back some exotic meats." They climbed off their stool, secretly bristling in response to Abraham's passing comment about their ego, and snickered through closed, fuzzy lips. These people hadn't seen anything yet.

Suddenly, all the fur fell off, and feathers sprouted in its place. Their dainty little toes transformed into monstrous claws, and their adorable button nose melted into a terrifying, slender snout lined with thorn-like teeth. Small wings developed across their arms, concealing deformed fingers.

"I know my dinosaurs, darling." The Ehterian-turned-kitten-turned-Utahraptor smirked. "Let's see them attack a dromaeosaurid and live to tell the tale."

@Bar

 

[Riven]

The knight had remained unmoved to the words of Valentine and her efforts of flirtation. Shane kept a stoic stare to the path outside instead, until Kara had spoke once more. "Not sellswords but shifty enough to some, huh?", the knight replied with a sigh, shaking his head as he turned back towards the pair, his pike laying against his shoulder blade facing the sky. "Bad time to come here for a vacation or a visit then. Typically, Blackwood, and Veramon are very nice looking places, but, with the ensuing and seemingly endless infestations of monsters, sellswords are all that stop by now." Upon Valentine asking for more information, Shane turned to her once more, "There is really no documents on these things, well, to be precise, more like no accurate representations, since everyone has had described different types and variations from each other's different set of eyes." Shane kept his visor pulled up, staring at the pair before showing a small scar on his cheek within the helmet, "I watched my mother get dragged away as something I thought I saw was a bear, had torn her legs off, the next week later during another attack, I thought and I swore I saw my mother out there, instead, she ran towards me and nearly took off my head." Upon showing his face wound, the knight pulled his visor back down, before turning back towards the path once more, "The monsters are nightmare fuel, and from what I have heard and seen myself from surv-"

Shane was about to speak before the sounds of a rustling bush can be heard from the path outside. The knight returned to his post, holding his pike as both of the pair can notice Shane beginning to shake a bit in his armor. "W-who's out there!", The man yells outside, some of the civilians stopping a second to look in there direction, before returning to their usual business. The bushes that had moved, suddenly show an elderly man, falling out of the bushes onto his stomach.

"PLEASE SIR!" , the old man yells, raising his arms to the three, a wound can be seen on his side as what seems to be a pool of blood is coming from his side. "Help ME! PLEASE!" As the old man continues to yell and scream for help, Shane continues to look to the entry way and the old man, "STAY AWAY! OR I'LL HAVE SOMEONE SHOOT YOU WITH AN ARROW!" The knight continues to keep an eye on the old man, looking genuinely concerned.

"Looks like Shane is unsure of what to do friends."

PolikShadowbliss
thefinalgirl
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As the bartender keeped an eye on Fluffington eating the plate of bread, the man named John Connor had listened and had come to the bar, to which he began to ask him about some questions of where they were, and then some nonsense about a, artifact? Abraham reached over to give Fluffington another ruffle of her head before looking over to John Connor and respond to his words. "Look man, all I can tell you is welcome to the town of Blackwood, first and main supply line town of all of Veramon, this whole nonsense about "artifacts" friend, don't make any sense to me at all." Abraham turns his head over to the well suited individual of John Wick, and notices the white talking cat still on his other stool, this batch of chairs is full of some strange looking and colorful strangers. As John Wick had told his name and mentioned a question of where they can find these monsters, the aged man had prepared an answer of disappointment, not before Wick brought one lone gold coin on the counter, asking for a meal and a glass of the strongest liquor. The gold coin, was unlike Abe has seen before, but, gold, is a universal piece, and since a basic meal was only about a few pieces of copper, the barkeep simply nodded with a sly smile as he took the gold and went to work, holding up a thumb before walking to the kitchen.

It only had taken about ten to fifteen minutes before Abraham had returned, Five glasses of ice and a strange honey colored liquid as he laid them out on to the counter, before placing a steaming hot quiche on the table and removed the lid, revealing the specifically "hearty" meal he had requested.

The quiche had easily enough food for the group of four, Abraham waving his hand to the side with a nod with a smile at the large palate.​

"To be fair, you paid a little too much but, instead of giving change, I'll offer the best service I can", the barkeep replied with a genuinely respectful nod to the group, "That right there, is a hot steaming bit of food for the likes of a family of six, so I think hearty is an understatement, as for the glasses, this is Giant's Sweat." Abraham let out a laugh before waving a finger, "Don't worry, despite the name, the glass isn't really Giant's Sweat of course, the drink is what gives the bar its reputation of a traveler and passerby's dream." The barkeep keeps a grin as he pours himself a glass of the honeydew mixture, smiling as he raised the glass and took it down, shaking his head with a hearty laugh and a cough. The liquor had a strong initial taste of Vanilla, before the after taste becoming a powerful and strong pungent abuse of Vinegar and strangely enough, giving the scent of onions. As the man passed out some smaller plates to the group so you all can get a piece of the large plate, Abraham then spoke to the group once more. "As for the mention of artifacts, now, nothing I know is of for certain, but I heard the usage of a magical item around here, I don't know if its an artifact to be precise, but, what I DO KNOW, is that when those rumors started going around, the monster attacks got more and more consistent." As Double Trouble had transformed into a mix of a feathery avian and reptilian creature, Abraham simply did nothing more then shook his head, being one who has seen way too many adventures of magic. "Just enjoy the meal."

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As Aiken had held his wife close, he stood up and proceeded to walk to a home carrying her into the home, "Give me a moment.." After about thirty seconds, Aiken had stepped back out, returning to the group as he closed the door behind him, "She'll be fine.." The old man looked towards Evan, beginning to answer some questions, "You are in a supply and trade town of Blackwood, of the nation of Veramon. And what do you mean "when"? It's the 21st day of the Summer Solstice." As the man raised an eyebrow at the frog, he couldn't help but notice as this masked character beginning to pat the head of this giant talking rat. As for Captain Price's question of what had happened, the man simply nodded slowly, taking a few breaths. "Monsters have been attacking this town for a very long time now.. days.. one after another.. Killing, and taking people.. Our son.. Alistair.. he had joined the knight guard of Blackwood to help protect the town, and joined an expeditionary force to see how they could end this madness.. His mission should've brought him and his team back about five days ago.. and instead of seeing them return, we awoke to see a massive pile of dismembered and completely torn apart corpses.. all of them were made unrecognizable of who they were alive.. everyone has convinced us that Alistair is long dead.. But.. I don't believe it.." Aiken could be heard stuttering as he dropped to his knees onto the floor, crying, "He can't be dead.. He can't be.. Our son is strong..! The monsters must have taken him.. But I won't believe he's dead.. not until I see his body.. or some kind of proof..!" As Aiken looked up to the group from the ground, reaching a hand to Price's shoe and Mûg-Lûg's feet, he continued to have fresh stains from tears streaming and staining his face. "Please..! Will you help find him if he's alive..!? Or if he's truly dead.. to confirm it..! He wears a gold ring on his right ring finger and he has a tattoo on his left arm of a bird."

The man practically has lost all composition, freaking out, "Please, I'll do anything.. if he is dead.. to bring his ring back.. we just need to know a real answer.."

Birb
jigglesworth
Vermin King
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[Birb]

Evan

John turned back to the peasants as Evan asked his questions. "Don't mind my colleague's... roughness, we're not from around here, I'm sure you've figured out. Just those questions will do fine, and we'll leave you lot alone. Though, if you could tell us what happened here as well, I would appreciate that."

".... hey- my questions are valid!! I'm trying to figure out what the fresh fuck happened!!"

Evan was rather annoyed at John's description of him being 'rough'. He wasn't rough!! Right??

The warlord envisioned new grand horizons with Mûg-Lûg at its peak, a new empire ruled but Mûg-Lûg

These thoughts made Mûg-Lûg happier than when he was slaying the dwarf mining company's back home or slaying the wood elves who killed his rat ogre

But for now the warlord was in a particular spot and so instead of trying anything further, Mûg-Lûg simply stays there with the group and observes how John and co handle these people

As lessons to learn for the future

Evan turned away from John Price, still petting his furry little friend. Though.. he seemed in quite the daze!! He looked at the rat, trying to get his attention..

".... HEY. Lil dude. You alright?? You seem uh... lost.... in the sauce...."

He nudged the rat's little snout with his finger. Dangerous? Yes. Affective? Probably.

As Aiken had held his wife close, he stood up and proceeded to walk to a home carrying her into the home, "Give me a moment.." After about thirty seconds, Aiken had stepped back out, returning to the group as he closed the door behind him, "She'll be fine.." The old man looked towards Evan, beginning to answer some questions, "You are in a supply and trade town of Blackwood, of the nation of Veramon. And what do you mean "when"? It's the 21st day of the Summer Solstice." As the man raised an eyebrow at the frog, he couldn't help but notice as this masked character beginning to pat the head of this giant talking rat. As for Captain Price's question of what had happened, the man simply nodded slowly, taking a few breaths. "Monsters have been attacking this town for a very long time now.. days.. one after another.. Killing, and taking people.. Our son.. Alistair.. he had joined the knight guard of Blackwood to help protect the town, and joined an expeditionary force to see how they could end this madness.. His mission should've brought him and his team back about five days ago.. and instead of seeing them return, we awoke to see a massive pile of dismembered and completely torn apart corpses.. all of them were made unrecognizable of who they were alive.. everyone has convinced us that Alistair is long dead.. But.. I don't believe it.." Aiken could be heard stuttering as he dropped to his knees onto the floor, crying, "He can't be dead.. He can't be.. Our son is strong..! The monsters must have taken him.. But I won't believe he's dead.. not until I see his body.. or some kind of proof..!" As Aiken looked up to the group from the ground, reaching a hand to Price's shoe and Mûg-Lûg's feet, he continued to have fresh stains from tears streaming and staining his face. "Please..! Will you help find him if he's alive..!? Or if he's truly dead.. to confirm it..! He wears a gold ring on his right ring finger and he has a tattoo on his left arm of a bird."

The man practically has lost all composition, freaking out, "Please, I'll do anything.. if he is dead.. to bring his ring back.. we just need to know a real answer.."

As the man rambled on in horror, the frog.. that.. damn little frog, stared at him with its bulbous eyes...

Meanwhile, Evan looked back at Aiken.. and he was a bit shocked. That WAS something rather... well.. shocking, and sorta sad....

He sighed, thinking... if their son HAD been taken by monsters, well, where WAS he??

"... yeah yeah but.. what fuckin year is- nevermind.... Anyways uh.. if he's with these monsters... where would THAT be?? Some sort of den or lair?? Some small monster society??"

Yeah.. Evan should have been more specific...

The frog croaked, a single time, which put Evan a little bit more on edge.. for no specific reason..

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