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Turn 3: Stairway to hell._____________________________________________________________________________
Welcome to the official Tales of Magic RTD thread, here i will post the turns and the players their action/rp. To keep it clean, please ask any questions which can be considered OOC in the following
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New Delirium-
Republic of Var-
Vara-
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I kindly request that every player will post
his first possible action in the color he wants his speech to be. This is to make conversations between each other and NPC's easier to read. There may be only 1 of each color, so no Bolded green while there is a green already. Another note is that your color should be easy readable, because yellow may be easy readable with the dark forum skin, but it's a horror to read with the regular skin.
Finally black and white are not eligible colors that the players may choose.
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Errol (Crisco Diamond) Well - with that out of the way, should really get going to the nicer parts of town. Since I'm already here - let's be touristic!
Touristically do some tourism in the no-doubt touristically interesting central city. Time to see the sights!
(-) You happen to overhear some other tourists that the city centre is nothing compared to the world-class trade freighter which is parked in the harbor. World-class trade freighters are with no doubt the biggest trade ships humanity has ever constructed.
You visit the harbor and are astounded by the size of the ship. You also see that it’s an open museum! Awestruck you enter the museum and spend an entire day sightseeing.
Afterwards you’ve learned a whole lot about the ship itself. The ship is called Prometheus, with an size of 876m long and 125 m wide it’s the smallest of the 4 world-class freighters. However Prometheus is the first world-class freighter ever made and was used for a total of 46 years before it was put out of commission due to structural weakness caused by the numerous mana-storms it survived.
It’s slowly turning into nighttime, tomorrow's the day of the meeting. You have no idea of what to expect so getting a good night’s sleep might prove invaluable before making preparations.
BFEL (Jeremus Springs) Jeremus continues his trek into the secret passage.
((Also I gotta ask....THE TEEN ORDER? WUT?))
(-)“It’s dark” you think. The torch illuminates the pitch black passage, but it would be absolutely terrifying without light. The air is very humid and warm, making breathing somewhat troublesome but bearable.
Time passes and you have no idea for how long, it feels like hours have flown by and yet you are still traversing the endless passage.
“Maybe it was a trick?
What if it was a trap made by them? Will i die a slow and painful death in the darkness?”Grim thoughts cloud your mind until you see a small dim light in the far distance. Finally an exit! You wonder how the guild lives but those thoughts disappeared equally fast as you walk up the stairs. The air becomes dry and the heat increase even more.
Looking around reveals a landscape that you wouldn’t want to imagine, you could describe it as ‘hellish’. Dark red skies with ash-colored clouds, lifeless plains with burnt to char trees and the occasional wildfire in the distance.
Your observing stops as you hear a rumbling sound from behind. Turning around welcomes you to an unpleasant sight,
A horned demon standing on the collapsed entrance, staring at you. The demon has a V shaped head with a small jaw, it’s bulky upper body show that the demon is quite strong, however it has small and thin legs meaning that mobility is not its strongest characteristic.
Further looking at the legs it seems that the beast most likely moves with the help of its arms.
“Human. You have come to the wrong place if you intended to live.”You will have to fight this thing, but there is no way that you can beat it with your current understand of magic. Nervously looking around you see a rather interesting thing.
A runestone and around it grass and a couple of flowers. It seems that whatever magic the runestone is emitting, the demons cannot touch it. That’s your only hope if you intend to live.
The demon is still not attacking but it won’t stay that for long, you have to act…fast.
Pancaek (Roland Murphy) well, time to get me a bigger stick
report to the armory
(-) Link to Conversation between Roland and Alrond VarYou enter the armory. Looking around a giant greets you. Well probably not a giant, but this guy is huge and muscled beyond your comprehension.
“A new judge..Older than those kids?”“Yes, seems like it/”“And now you need some gear.”“That’s right.”“This is how it will go. I will give you your basic outfit and tools. You will then change into your outfit and meet me in the VR-room. There you will try out a variety of weapons and fight some drones, after you finish your trials i will hand over the weapon of your choice. Once you have chosen a weapon type, that will be your weapon type forever in this order.
With that i mean, that i will only supply you Axes if you chose axes as your weapon. You can still use any weapon that you find. Understood?”You nod.
He walks through the alleys of weapon racks, systematically picking the equipment he’s looking for. 12 minutes pass and he comes back with a small heap of equipment.
“Here you go bud”, he says as he hands over the equipment.“Thanks, anyway how are you called?”“Me? Except the Gaint,Quartermaster or Weaponkeeper. I’m called Bago and you judge?.”“I’m Roland, ex-cop. But il go and get changed.”Bago gave you a judge badge,cross necklace, Lighter, small law-book, In-Ear headset, Black leather trench coat, White Dress shirt, Black military boots with steel padding and grip and a pair of Dark blue jeans. Classy.
In your new suit you go back to Bago.
“Why isn’t everybody wearing their suits?”“Some consider it unsafe and some just don’t care. Puts a big target on your head and a warning for local crime lords. You aren’t obliged to wear it at all, however you must have the cross necklace and badge with you at all times.
Follow me, we’re going into the VR.”Bago leads you to a large chamber which is entirely white, he then summons a holographic keyboard and starts the simulation.
The room transforms into a large abandoned warehouse.
“Which weapons would you like to try out.. Roland?” Dwarmin (Gerald Blue) Perhaps long ago, Gerald was afraid of death-but, no longer. He's not sure if he's failing some mystical test already-man who not have Patience crash into cliff top, perhaps? But, he doesn't really care...it sounds fun. And, maybe a small challenge.
"Gliding? Sounds fun." He says with a charming smile.
Action: Take the glider to the village. If possible, modify my body to be generally athletic.
(4+1=5!Success!) You rent a glider with the last of your money, you will have to give it back upon landing near Mt.Shu. If you land anywhere else, do it at your own risk.
To fly a bit more comfortably you morph your body. You do this in a isolated place as it’s rather unpleasant to watch but it also feels horrible for the user. You morph your body and cringe slightly in pain as your figure changes into an professional athlete body.
You perform some stretching exercises to get used to your new body. You come back to the glider rental and fly away. Some people looked at you in a strange way, no wonder.
There is a soft breeze and the weather is clear, the sun occasionally shines through the clouds and in the distance you can see Mt.Shu watching over the clouds. Ideal gliding conditions.
You will arrive at the village in the next turn unless you decide to explore. Exploring will result in a mini-turn,delayed arrival and maybe fun!
Sarzael (Kyne Cainthalsaz ) ´´I have always wanted to visit Delirium, and a rest would do no bad``
Have an walk around the city and search a site to rest during the night, preferably cheap and/or free.
(-) You tour the city for any interesting things. You quickly see that the city is preparing itself for the Clash of steel tournament, a tournament where automatons battle out for prizes. The Arenas are currently open for public view and participants to practice.
You spot a dozen or so shops, but one stands out amongst them all. A potion brewery. The shop is located in a corner and there aren’t many people walking in there but it looks interesting.
You enter the shop and see everything that a regular person would deem as strange and unusual ingredients. Through the window you can see all kinds of goodies like Eldersworn Crickets, Firelizard Tails, potions.
Highly interesting, but unfortunately it’s closed for today. The sky darkens and it’s starts raining, you remember seeing an cheap hotel not far from the arena. You hurry there under the rain which slowly intensifies into heavier rain.
Wet you enter the hotel and rent a room for the night, you freshen yourself up by taking a nice warm shower and making yourself comfy in the bed.
Caellath (Alexei Kessler) ((My intention for renting two rooms was being a reasonably nice guy. Also, to prevent being strangled during the night, just in case.))
"Well, no clues, no nothing. And to top it off I still have a life to attend to." Alexei grumbled as he took Darius to the streets. The young man was frustrated with the situation, having acted as fast as he could but being hindered by a lack of further clues. "Let's walk around the city. Maybe something else will pop on your memories or we'll find that order you mentioned."
Walk around New Delirium with Darius in search of clues.
(-) Your usual morning routine goes unhindered and you leave the hotel earlier than you expected.
“It all changed so much.” Darius says
You kinda listen to him but wait for anything useful, which might help you to find answers.
“Yes, i remember that. A big event. An event where steel clashes. Where the best rise.” Darius mumbles while he watches a poster.
The poster advertises the annual ‘Clash of Steel’, a tournament created for owners with automatons to battle it out for prizes and more. It seems that participation is still open.
“I don’t remember much, but i feel that i will remember more when i fight there. Will you be my lord?”Lord: The name of an automaton owner. They are called lords because automatons are a very high quality product usually unobtainable by the poor and are thus a product fit for the rich or military.
“Yes, i will.” This might turn out fun, you remember cheering for some automatons when you were a bit younger. After all, you also agreed to help Darius.
You both head to New Delirium’s Sporting Hall, refurbished for the amateur tournament specifically there are banners everywhere. The crowd fills up with automatons as you make your way to the entrance.
A quick registration followed by an inspection is something you expected. You are told to wait in the room, however the waiting doesn’t last long.
“I’m Shenyu, junior automaton technician. I will take a look at your automaton and bind you to him specifically for this tournament to prevent any forms of cheating.”“What do you mean with cheating?”“In the past it happened that the person controlling the automaton or influencing, wasn’t the person standing in the arena but someone in the crowd or outside. You can compare it to someone playing under someone’s elses name.”“A pro in a amateur tournament?”“Yeah, something like that. Anyhow how is he/she named?”“Darius and it’s a he.”He scribbles something on his notepad.
“So what kind of magic can Darius use?”You ponder, but you have no idea.
“I..ii don’t know.”“Ah, it happens. Depending on the manufacturer it’s not always easy to discover the element. Let me check.”Shenyu sticks a small paper on Darius and casts a spell. The paper detaches from Darius and floats to the ground. The paper hits the ground and it transforms into a bluish spirit which promptly evaporates.
“This is odd…. This shouldn’t be possible.”What is he talking about?
Shenyu scribbles furiously on his notepad, mumbling occasionally to himself.
“Whats your name?”“Alexei Kessler”“Oh, I remember the name. Your family used to run a gun industry right? Anyhow, Alexei. I don’t know how or why you got this. But this is not an automaton.”“What is it then?”You already kinda realized that Darius wasn’t an automaton, but you had no idea where to put him.
“In Artificial Magic Science, he is something that we’ve been trying to create for a long time. A soul bound to an armor, instead of an Artificially created magic core bound to an armor. Our calculations and theories are all correct, but so far every attempt resulted in an magic overload. He is an Artificial Human.
Who made this? Where did you get him? What was the cost?”“That is fascinating i must say, but i don’t know who made him or how much he costs. What i can say is that i found him in my property in one of my father’s old armor collection armor. He just appeared and it seems that he doesn’t know how he got summoned, because of his vivid memories.
However it seems that he remembers things when he does certain things or visits certain places. So i’m helping him to figure out why he is here, but also to figure out why he appeared in my house.”“That’s an odd story, but ill believe it considering the odd circumstances. Listen Alexei, i will keep in touch with you because of this situation. This is something that must be researched as it may dawn a new era.
But i need to finish bounding you first. ”He gives you a black glove.
“Put it on an touch Darius at the source of his magic.”You take off Darius’s helmet and touch the rune. Magic light carves rune signs onto your glove and Darius’s armor.
At the base of the glove you can read: “Alexei Kessler, lord of Darius the alchemist.”
“But Darius isn’t an alchemist.”“He isn’t, but i need to put something there and a spirit mage will not make the situation better.”“Spirit mage?”“Yes. Spirit magic was a magic type theorized only to be usable by those which souls have traversed death and came back. It’s a summoning type of magic highly comparable to alchemy but without the equivalence part. But that’s all we know about, since there are no recorded spirit mages.”Hmm, a summoner?
“But i’m done here, i have to hurry and research this. You are now free to make use of the training facilities within the arena to strengthen yourselves before the tournament. The tournament begins in 7 days.
Good luck.”_____________________________________________________________________________
Player sheets_____________________________________________________________________________
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Magic choice: Ice
Appearance: A slender young man, with some teen still left in. Dandy, effeminate, a bit vain, playful and rarely serious, enjoys pulling pranks and annoying people, but he can be cold and serious when he needs to be.
As with all Ice mages, he has a rather low body temperature. He typically wears layered clothing - high collared, snowflake patterned turquoise-azure top/jacket with over-long sleeves and matching over-long suspender pants, fixed to his belt, over a warm, tight dark blue sweater and slacks, over a shirt and longjohns, as well as white silk gloves, stylish, sleek ice blue shoes and actually quite fuzzy earmuffs.
He takes great care of his hair, worn in a high ponytail style at the back and over one eye at the front. It's about chin length and icy blue, but that's not his natural hair color (he just feels an ice mage should have appropriate hair). His face is smooth and rather long, with paleish skin, a long nose and narrow chin. He has purple eyes and carefully done eyelashes.
Bio: A mystery, wrapped in an enigma, sealed within a secret... that's what he'd like it to be, anyway. He is, actually, a runaway and a cat burglar with a great passion for fashion. Lately, feeling he had enough money to pay the bills for a good while and tired of the police breathing down his neck, he decided to go legal, changing his look to his current one. All he does right now is taking on odd jobs, working part-time in a boutique, a little tailoring on the side, some sculpturing and practicing his ice magic.
Utility belt with pouches and a waterflask : [The pouches contain lockpicks, his keys, an utility knife, a grappling hook, a comb, clippers, a hand mirror, a portemonnaie with several of his business cards and a bit of money within, two pencils, a rubber and a small sketchbook, as well as a few assorted trinkets.] [/acronym]
20 Kredits
Pair of ice blue shoes : [Inbuilt mini-skids]
Key to appartament.
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Magic choice : Runic
Appearance: A young man with a calm, calculated demeanor, he prefers clothing that is fashionable, but understated. He walks with a decided limp, requiring a cane to keep up pace with other people. He has a fairly scruffy beard that he cannot seem to keep trimmed despite his best efforts
Bio: Jeremus has spent his life in a fair amount of privilege, he isn't a member of the nobility, however both of his parents are money mages, which has given his family quite a bit of influence. However this changed when a group of Mage-haters attacked the family home with advanced weapons and exo-suits. Jeremus mother and father were overwhelmed, as they had no training to use their abilities in combat. Jeremus was nearly killed as well, having taken a shot to his left leg, but he managed to use his powers to set small traps as he fled, assisting his escape. He now is saddled with a very noticeable limp, he can walk on his own, but not at the same speed as other people. Jeremus is now thrust out into the world with only the clothes on his back (which are well-off, but still) and a cane he managed to grab on his way out.
Black cane with a marble grip
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Magic choice : Null
Appearance: A man of average height, he is rather fit and muscled. He has short salt and pepper hair and a well kept beard. His grey eyes are confident and authoritive. He usually wears grey pants, boots, a shirt with rolled up sleeves and a tie. He has some heavy scarring on his right arm that goes all the way up to his chin.
Bio: A cop in a small precinct, Roland had met his fair share of the lowest scum of the earth. Robbers, murderers, you name it and he's locked them away. The worst kind are always those goddamned magic users who do it just for the kick, just because the can. He feels it is his duty to put any lunatic away, even if it costs him his life, which it nearly did on numerous occasions. As such, Roland would like to see more restrictive magic laws and though he'll never openly say it, he resents magic users.
Outwardly, Roland is a decent enough sort. He is usually able to keep his cool, something he learned could come quite in handy when dealing with criminals. He likes doing things by the book, slow and methodically. Underneath it all, though, he's still bitter over the murder of a junior officer under his command. When the stress piles up, the cracks start to show and he'll get more violent and direct. Over the years of his service, he's become disillusioned with the laws. Though they usually serve their purpose, more than once has he been unable to stop a criminal due to the indecisiveness of local magistrates or loopholes in the laws. Really, he's become quite fed up with these paper-pushers and their rules, some days he really just wants to take the precincts heavy riot suit for a spin and blast away some crooks. But even though he feels this way, he is still an officer of the law and the law frowns upon wanton destruction somewhat.
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Magic choice (Optional): Body
Appearance: A handsome man with short blonde hair, pale green eyes and an impressive physique. Tends to wear pressed tan jeans, a blue suit jacket and a garish tie depending his mood. Occasionally sports a panama hat and shades. Though this is merely his favorite form-he's afraid to admit he can't remember what he looks like sometimes.
Bio: Gerald is a skilled body mage firstly-but, most people known him quite indirectly as the magical stunt double of many famous action movie stars-he's learned to master the ability of 'becoming' his roles, even taking on their appearance and mannerisms-using his magic to physically change his body to any human form he needs. He's played almost everything imaginable-gunslinger, spy, serial killer, hardboiled cop, space marine-even going so far as to emulate a woman once in a historical drama.
Being something of a dashing playboy in his off time, Gerald Blue lives the 'ultimate life'. Lots of money and little responsibility, too many exes and a substance abuse problem-mostly alcohol for now-dealing with the pressure of constant performance and the surprising ease at which he can lose himself in a role. In fact, he sometimes feels made of clay-infinitely malleable to the demands of his job, but not a real person any longer...but, such thoughts he keeps buried deep-very deep. One wonder when it will claw its way to the surface.
Voice Changer :[Attached to the neck, can change pitch and tone of voice, is able to recreate any voice as long as it is heard.]
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Magic Choice: Alchemy
Appearance: Gold coloured eyes. Naive and innocent aspect, however there seems to be a shadow of sadness in her face. Blueish hair, which may look like white at first glance, falls to the middle of her back. She has fair skin. She is of average height. She usually wears a well-fitted, vanilla shirt, with short sleeves, and a knee-length, sky blue skirt with tangerine embroidery.
Bio: Both her parents were poor Null, her powers were discovered at the age of four, when she transmutated some ice, milk and fruits onto an icecream in front of her mother.
Her father was an assasin of mages, and would kill her if he discovered she was a mage, thus her mother gave her to some friends.
This saved her life once again when both her parents died due to a fatal plague, she was then taken care by the friends of her mother, who treated her as their daughter until she could go to the magic school and learn.
She has spent quite some time on the school, she is/was very passionate about magic, and learns/t quite fast, however, she still charges up the pain for her mother death.
Mother's amulet: [Ressembles a tiny diamond eye opening inside a small golden heart]
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Magic choice : Metal
Appearance: Alexei is a fit young man with short light brown hair and hazel eyes. Several strands of both lighter and darker tones of brown as well as a few crimson-colored ones run through his short, messy hair. He's fond of wearing black jeans, simple t-shirts and coats or jackets, always decorated with very generous amounts of metallic chains, skulls or studs. His favorite footwear are boots, most likely than not, steel-toed heavy-duty ones. Large headphones with a built-in music player are always either resting around his neck or covering his ears and playing his favorite songs.
Bio: Alexei was born to a fairly peculiar family who lived a rather comfortable life in a good neighborhood. Most of his family's peculiarity came from the fact most of them were arms dealers and terrorists; to be more precise, their business were basically or mostly legal but the oppressive governments fighting the rebels the Kessler family supplied with weaponry hated their guts immensely. To be more His father was a Null, but his mother was a mage and it didn't take long for her to get him registered at the first opportunity when he began showing magical aptitude for bending and twisting metallic objects. From an early age, Alexei was attracted to almost anything made of metal, mechanics and History; of course, much of his interest in those books came from reading the several stories of conflict, toil and war across the ages which reflected his curiosity about war machines and the evolution of metal's usage. His interests grew with him, growing progressively stronger as he began messing with mechanics, becoming a hobbyist metalcrafter and mechanic.
The development of his skills was welcomed by his family, which then began using him to produce both replacement parts for guns under license and their own prototypes in the hopes of being both the source and the middleman in the future. Alexei didn't complain due to his own interest in firearms and in the end he was working - and getting paid - for doing something he enjoyed, while he could devote his free time to different activities, such as adding yet another sword to his collection or repairing the old Barracuda in the garage.
Of course, not everything is roses in the business of weapon dealers, specially of ones who decide to take sides. His parents and a good part of his closest relatives who didn't escape fast enough were arrested on account of several charges, though the young man wasn't connected to the family's business and left behind unscathed by the law enforcement. Now his parents await judgement behind bars and Alexei is living on his own, hoping they will escape with a slap on the wrist.
Additional equipment: Length of chain.
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