First Five Begins Now!

Raising an eyebrow, Chance glances about the room and sees that most of the Royal party looks, well for lack of better terms, defeated. Except Cassie who seems more perplexed and with a smirk on her face.

“Rightful King?” Chance repeats raising an eyebrow to this man. He is well dressed, with a button up shirt, vest combo made of fine material, and dark leather pants that look soft with some comfy looking riding boots. He is very attractive and has a mischief like feel to him.

Glancing to Bozutto, the Champion is a little alarmed. The current King has his head hanging a bit, staring at the ground, crown off his head and it is being held by two of his fingers, almost ready to drop.

Affinity has a worried look on her face looking at her husband and has made her way to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. He doesn’t even react.

Jeramiah walks over to Ransom, and shakes his hand. “You are the son of Colton Brad Arquelone… but we all called him Cobra.” Sighing a little, he continues, “so have you always known you were his son?”

Shaking his head, the Mysterious beguiler continues, “no, not a clue. My parents adopted me when I was just a little tike, raised me as their own but never held back anything. I always knew I was adopted and in many ways, I like that better. They went out of their way to care for me. But anyways, it was quite the shock to them finding this out as well.”

Jeriamiah kind of looks down, sighs. Glances back up, “so how many people have you told of this, revelation?”

“My parents, a few friends back in Clovendale,” he says looking around and then tapping his finger to his chin, “that’s about it, oh and my girlfriend, well, girlfriend being a relative term.”

Chance is watching this unfold and he can’t help but see Cassie trying to hold a smile and a chuckle back. Shaking his head he turns back to Ransom.

“If you didn’t know, your parents didn’t know… then how,” the big man says raising both his eyebrows.

Nodding his head he digs out a piece of parchment from his pocket and looks at it. “Some man came to visit, and he handed this note to me. Said I had a “destiny” to meet up with or some shit…”

Affinity walks to the table and beckons for the note, “may I look at the note?” She says politely, dressed in modest clothing and hiding the fact she is pregnant.

Ransom nods and slides the note across the table giving the Queen quite a look. Glancing up Affinities eyes bulge a little and she blushes. Grabs the note turns around and walks to the throne. Opening up she is reading it.

The Baroness had to turn her body, she was covering her mouth a little. Finally Xavier had enough and walks to his sister with a bit of a huff, where they talk in private.

“Very detailed and exact,” the Queen says turning around holding the note up, “I guess you would be my cousin then?”

He nods his head, looking down almost embarrassed like. Affinity smirks a bit and giggles.

“Can I see that your Grace?” Chance says beckoning for the note, walking closer.

She smiles and slides it across the table where Chance grabs it and with out even opening it, and in a seconds time he slams his fist on the table making it almost topple over. His eyes explode with light, skin rippling with veins of color and a low guttural growl emanates from him.

Ransom, practically shitting himself, backs up wide eyes and looking about the room. “Whoa whoa!”

Affinity with a look of disgust, “Champion, behave yourself!” She says in a scolding manner.

Shaking his head, breathing like a lion growling, all Chance says is “Imryllion…”

The people there all snap their head to the now transformed man who’s eyes are now starting to turn into an endless black, except Ransom who apparently does not know that name.

“Could you not smell it Affinity?” the large man says in a deep voice, “it is her calling card, it smells like Sulfur and Ass…” The tall Quarter Elf finishes while throwing the note back on the table.

After a few tense moments, Ransom steps a little forward, “yeah, the man who handed me the note, he smelt horrible and, well, sulfur and ass is oddly accurate. He also seemed to have this face split in two, half normal half, I don’t know scaly?”

Chance looks over his shoulder to the man, “one black eye, one glowing red, I suppose too?”

Surprised, Ransom nods his head, “yes, it wasn’t easy seeing under the hood, but yes that is how he looked.”

Nodding his head, “that was Drozcon, High Carmelite of that Cast off hag, the Iron Wench.”

Xavier tilts his head a bit, “Chance, you know this, person? How? When?”

“Long story, I can tell you later if you want, but I know too many of these stinky fuckers,” the Champion finishes off taking a deep breath.

The room grows silent as Chance calms down and transforms back into his normal form. Most of the people in the room are unsure how much they want to reveal to this Ransom, so they seem to be staying quiet.

“Well then, when did you want to take the crown, we can have a coronation if you will,” Bozutto says suddenly making a few people jump. He walks down the diaz, throwing his crown on the throne behind him, “this weekend perhaps?”

Everyone a bit floored at Boz, that he went from practically catatonic, to blurting out things and making plans.

Ransom is a little off put right now, but walks to the edge of the table separating him and the current King. “Not sure I even want it, I mean it looks like it is a full time job,” he finishes with a but of a chuckle, but stops abruptly seeing Bozutto’s face, stern, serious and somewhat flushed.

“Full time job, sure, but the best way to put it, it turns into your life,” Cassie says walking a bit closer now more serious look on her face, “this is not a cry to dinner type of career, it is high sun to high moon, being available at a moments notice and you have hundreds of thousands of peoples lives in your hands. Hell you would be hard pressed to get a couple hours of quiet time if you wanted…”

Going to continue, Ransom holds up his hand. “I get it. Let me think this over, if I may,” the Clovendale man says looking at everyone in the room, “Give me a day, I’ll be back tomorrow with my answer.”

The King shrugs his shoulders, without a word he rips off his cape throwing it on the throne, and walks to the royal doors. He quickly goes through them and closes the door.

Ransom looking around, shrugs his shoulders, “was it something I said?”

Cassie walks over to the man, takes him to the doors and no one can really hear what they are talking about.

Meanwhile Affinity walks to chance with a scowl on her face. “Dammit Chance, you almost made me piss myself,” she says in a hushed tone, “you really need to get a hold of this power you have.”

Trying not to laugh, he respectfully bows a little and smirks, “my apologies, but not everyone in here,” he says pointing at himself, “can be civil when they hear or smell Imryllion.”

“What are you talking about?” the blonde woman says confused, but gets interrupted seeing Ransom leaving.

Cassie walks to the group, puts her hand on her hips, “I told him we could barter for this succession, and I think he already knew that. Meaning we can give him something and in return he will officially sign off any claim to the throne. He knows enough to keep this quiet, again even before I said anything… he’s a… player.”

“Player?” Xavier sighs, remembering times long past, “great, hopefully nothing like we were sis…”

She scoffs and chuckles, then looks to everyone. “I am getting the idea it won’t be anything too major.”

Everyone looks around and nods their head.

“Now we have to brace ourselves for what he wants and…” the Baroness says, glances over to the Royal doors, “deal with Bozutto, he is not handling this very well.”

 

Turn Based Starts Here

DMaster: Everyone looks around and nods their heads.
CASS:Now we have to brace ourselves for what he wants and deal with Bozutto, he is not handling this very well. Chance, not a word, we will speak with Black Ward ourselves, hopefully later today
Glancing about the room, seeing the Queen giving you the stink eye

Chance: Nod my head and look at Cassie
Chan: I think the sooner you talk to the Captain the better or she will be all over my shit.
Before looking over towards Affinity

DMaster: CASS: Tell her we will speak with her. Affinity, whats up your butt?
AFF: Your Champion made me pee a little with his antics. I have to go change and find Boz, I’ll see everyone later
She says a bit flustered, heads out the back royal doors
CASS: Oh, you are now “my” Champion, huh.

Chance: Sigh and watch Affinity walk out the royal doors.
Chan: I suppose I should get back to the Dahlia and relay the message

DMaster: Cassie is trying not to giggle at her daughter, before she walks out
CASS: Ok, Chance, now get.
Looks to Jerry
CASS: We have things to talk about huh?
She says to Jerry making him frown and nod.

Chance: Smirk before turning and heading out the doors. Make my way out of the castle and head to the Dahlia entrance, flash the ring and head inside. Open the door, seeing who all is there when I get inside.

DMaster: Everyone is there, going over a few maps. Walking around, gearing up.
EME: Chance? What was happening at the Castle?
He says non-chalant, grabbing for a dagger and putting it in his belt

Chance: Chan: Can’t say really. The royals said they would get with the Captain later to discuss what is going on. I am sorry it took so long Emeric, but you know dealing with the royals nothing is ever short and sweet.

DMaster: Bastian heading over
BAS: That should go over like a brownie in a public bathroom
He nods to you in acknowledgement.
EME: Well… wait, wat? A brownie where?
VER: That is gross Bast!
Giggles about the room

Chance: Shaking head.
Chan: just don’t even ask, am I coming as well?

DMaster: EME: Yes. Of course. We are heading back into the pit. See if we can’t shake anything lose with any of this. Maybe you can see things we missed

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: it’s worth a shot I say, but I am sure you guys didn’t miss anything. But nothing would surprise me if something shows up. Let’s hope no more notes from the royals today, so we can actually get some work done.

DMaster: Emeric nods and everyone starts to head for the doors. The door slams from below and up the stairs comes the Captain
HAR: Chance! Is he back yet?
Emeric glances to you smirks and rolls his eyes. He wanted to chuckle but he didn’t.

Chance: Sigh look down. Give Emeric a look as to say “I will catch up.” Then make my way to the Captain.

DMaster: The leader nods, and guides the rest out the back entrance. Harlow with a head of steam makes it to you.
HAR: Let me guess, you can’t tell me? Or wait, wait, Cassie will come talk to me later?

Chance: Give her a surprised look.
Chan: You, are exactly right. Happen often?
Smile and chuckle.
Chan: So, yes, I am not at liberty to discuss what is going on, it would be better for you to hear it from them.
Standing with my hands behind my back

DMaster: She shakes her head
HAR: Cassie, again. (grrr) She says that every time and never gets back to me until all the world knows. Tell me this at least, is anyone dying or dead?

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: No one is dying or dead. Grumpy maybe, dead, no.

DMaster: She nods grumbling
HAR: Fine… FINE! Catch up with the Dahlia, thank you Chance.
She heads down the stairs

Chance: Nod my head
Chan: as you say Captain
Make my way out of the compound and sprint to catch up with the group

DMaster: When you catch up, they are just about into the slums, down Copper Road. Anyone on this road stops, stiffens up a little (not that way you pervs) and eyes the intimidating group up. Some point, whisper, others after a brief moment of staring, start to walk quickly away. Carver glances back.
CAR: That was quick.

Chance: Give him a frown.
Chan: Spare me the “that’s what she said” joke, ok?
Chuckle a bit and continue.
Chan: I told Captain I was not at liberty to discuss what is going on. Just hopefully the royals get with her or the shit is going to hit the horse tail.
Shaking head and finish catching up.

DMaster: They all kind of nod. You head into the back end of the Merchant district, where the reports happened.
DM: He rolls an investigation check and gets a 17. I was putting it at a challenge rating of 20 because it has been looked over multiple times before.
You guys look over things for some time and you find nothing. The one road is still almost unusable with the collapse. People, down on their luck are watching you scour the streets and alleyways, probably wondering what the hell you doing. Then the last hour you start knocking on a few doors.

Chance: Asking questions and the like I am sure.

DMaster: DM: A double roll, Insight and Perception check. Again, its been done before, so the challenge is much higher at 20. He rolls a 8 and 18 respectively.
High sun comes and goes and you guys are getting nowhere, other than stirring up some people and upsetting them. Emeric, finally says.
EME: Back to the compound. Let’s get some lunch we have an appointment with Helkyr this afternoon.

Chance: Nod head and follow everyone back to the compound.

DMaster: You get back and Bastian grabs some lunch for everyone. DM: I am excited to try and use the new food chart I have been working on. I roll a 83 and it came in with Half Chicken and Veggies. Nice! A bit much for lunch, but I am still working on it.
A servant agent guy comes up the stairs with a half chicken and vegetables on a plate for everyone along with pitchers and mugs of water. Everyone dives in
CAR: So Chance, what exciting thing are you doing Saturday now? Will we expect you Monday or not?
He says playfully

Chance: Stare out, resting bitch face, then give him a look and just shrug shoulders
Chan: You know, the usual. Going into dangerous places, hopefully getting out alive, nabbing some treasure along the way. You know, the usual…
Chuckling

DMaster: Bastian walks by with a chicken drum stick in his mouth
BAS: Mmmrff mrf mrfff
Takes out the drum.
BAS: Ahhh, Warlocks got your tongue I see

Chance: Nod head, take another bite.
Chan: That she does, that she does…

DMaster: He sits back down, CHOMP. You finish lunch, then everyone chit chats for a few. You Carver and Veronna have small talk. Eventually you make it to the College. You can tell they have been working on the aesthetics and such, it is much nicer now, things seem to be more in place. As you recall it will open Early spring for its first semester. Walking in you see some people about, a small group together seemed to have a small make shift meeting. Emeric waves down your buddy and Khamyra’s, Truett, to talk to him about Helkyr and the large auditorium. A familiar face perks up. Khamyra walks over. Hair is perfection, makeup, jewellery all match. A skin tight outfit with stylish buckles, accents of dark red and gold. Go-go boots above the knee and a thin smaller cape following her. As she stops her perfume wafts to everyone, and they all sigh a little seeing, and now smelling her.

Chance: Walk to her, put my arm around her, take my other hand, rub her cheek softly. Look into her eyes.

DMaster: She practically melts.

Chance: Lean in and give her a kiss, nothing to crazy.

DMaster: She reciprocates, and then smiles wide. Pulls back.
KHA: What are you doing here hun?

Chance: Chan: here to train with the Dahlia, love.
Trying to keep the flopper under control, feeling my face flush a bit.

DMaster: Your group is wide eyes looking at her, they are almost hypnotized.
VER: Good to see you again Khamyra
The elf smiles and nods. Then Carver gives her a nod and smile. Khamyra smiles and waves a little. Emeric glances back and double takes
EME: Khamyra? Care to join us in some training? You fight with a sword do you not?

Chance: Chan: She does when the need arises, don’t you love?

DMaster: Marzio mumbles
MAR:I bet she does…
He chuckles to himself

Chance: My head snaps around
Chan: Excuse you. You might wanna watch what you say or at least have the stones to say it for all to hear

DMaster: His eyes light up a little, Khamyra smirks and giggles. Then she glides over to him
KHA: Well, correct on both accounts.
Looks at your crotch,
KHA: More than you will ever have
She rubs her “ball” and the fire assassin blade erupts from her hand, flames dancing around. Smirking the whole time. He jumps back a bit, a bit tense, but he just slowly shakes his head.

Chance: Shaking my head with a big proud smile on my face

DMaster: Truett is giving Khamyra the stink eye. She notices, turns from his view and rolls her eyes. Emeric walks over a bit annoyed but seeing the magical sword he is looking more intense
EME: Whoa…
Clasping her hand, the blade drops back to her wrist with a poof of smoke.
KHA: My apologies Emeric, I did not mean to… interrupt.
EME: No worries, I will have a talk with a few people about this so it doesn’t happen again.

Chance: Thinking to myself at least for once I am not the center of attention. I will stand off to the side a bit

DMaster: EME: Marzio, we’ll talk later.
He sighs and nods his head.
EME: The Warlock is not someone you piss off.
His head snaps to her, and Khamyra looks up to him with wide eyes
KHA: Marzio…
She looks like she is trying to remember something.
MAR: Huh. Warlock. For… how long?
She gives him an odd look back
KHA: Long time.
Then like he wanted to say something but he didn’t.
MAR: My apologies.
He nods his head

Chance: Keeping a close eye on him and watch this unfold

DMaster: She nods back, walks to you, you lean down and you get a nice kiss.
KHA: Be home for dinner?

Chance: Chan: Depends on what comes up, but I hope to be

DMaster: She glances to Emeric and he nods like, probably. She pats your chest and walks off to 10 or so people, huge smiles on their faces that was watching and seeing magic
KHA: Come now, we all have seen magic before, back to it!
She says laughing and walking towards her area

Chance: Can’t help but chuckle as she walks away thinking.
Chan: well, shall we get some training in today or we just going to watch my wife walk away?

DMaster: Everyone clams up and heads down the stairs to the auditorium. Carver is next to you.
CAR: Chance you realize that your wife might be the best looking woman in Camerondale?
He is looking at you wide eyes

Chance: Chan: oh you don’t have to tell me, I already know this. Perks of her being Finster’s warlock, even though she was a babe before too..
Getting a big smile on my face

DMaster: You get to the huge room, it is all but empty except to the far wall is what you think is dummies, and in the middle with a table is your Weapons Master and good friend Helkyr. There is someone struggling pulling out some dummies DM: (not todd) – Todd responds: haha, real funny. DM: I said they were not you! Todd: uh huh. Sure. You notice it is Talia. She is grunting and groaning. Carvers eyes light up. He walks real fast to her.
CAR: Talia! Where have you been? I have been looking all over for you.

Chance: Can’t help but get a big smile on my face seeing Talia. Raise an eyebrow to Carver, say wat?

DMaster: She turns and sees him, her face flushes. It is a look you have seen that face make all too many times

Chance: Raise eyebrow again, get a little worry in my eyes. Mumble “oh shit.”

DMaster: Veronna gives you a quick worried glance hearing you say that.
TAL: Oh you were, were you? Yeah, here I am. Asshole.
Her arm outstretched, fist out with nothing but her middle finger up. He skitters to a halt. Then backs up a little. Emeric sighs loudly
EME: Oh wonderful. A soap opera to wrap our day up nice and tight
Veronna gives him a playful nudge, he smiles and looks back at her with a smirk.

Chance: Chan: Hopefully it will stay a soap opera and not a gladiator fight to the death. Let’s say she has her father’s temper and I have seen it before first hand
Chuckle nervously.

DMaster: EME: Plugr has a temper? Interesting… I didn’t think he did.
CAR: Wat? Talia? Seriously, I have been looking for you!
She is pulling the dummy, red faced shaking her head. She stops and gives him a look.
TAL: You work for Black Ward, and for the most well informed organization in maybe… all Legon.
Then Talia starts to drag the dummy more.
TAL: Yup. Couldn’t find me? Sure thing buddy, sure, fucking, thing.
Helkyrs face says it all, he finishes with a dummy and walks to Emeric. Wide eyed and walking quickly.

Chance: Start to walk for Talia.

DMaster: CAR: Well, Talia, can you at least tell me where have you been for the last week?
She is shaking her head, finishes placing the “Todd,” looks up, face still beat red.
TAL: No where near you, dick guzzler!
You hear Helkyr chuckle and quickly cup his mouth. She has yet to notice you are here

Chance: Thinking to myself, I better save Carver. I will make my way over and put my hand on Talia’s shoulder

DMaster: She glances up with a growl, her eyes bulge and she insta-hugs you.
TAL: Chance! You’re back!

Chance: Chan: of course I am back
Giving her a big hug back.

DMaster: Carver grabs the last dummy, and puts it with the rest of them.

Chance: Chan: you might want to go a little easy on Carver
Saying it quietly

DMaster: TAL: Oh, should I? That asshole is swapping girls like underwear
She says quietly
TAL: We went out on a few dates and well, ummm, yeah. But then I saw him all cozy with some skank at a bar the next day.
Her fist clench and she huffs

Chance: Chan: Sis, do you know this to be true? Maybe it had something to do with the Dahlia
Still talking quietly

DMaster: She shakes her head
TAL: Maybe it had something to do with his wee wee, cuz’ thats where his brains are. Probably sticking it to half of Camerondale, look at him, he’s gorgeous. The pecker wood fuck face turd eater
She stops her rant, face still red, kind of trailing off.

Chance: Chan: you really need to calm down Sis. Find out the facts before exploding maybe?
Patting her shoulder.

DMaster: She gives you a sharp look and heads for her stuff against the wall.

Chance: Shaking my head. I will go over to her quickly
Chan: do you want me to have a talk with him going all glowy eyes and what not? Cause, you know I will
Smirking a bit

DMaster: She nods her head
TAL: Really give it to him, make him shoot out truffles in his drawers

Chance: Smile, laugh.
Chan: Interesting way of putting that, Khamyra would be proud. Not that I am the one he should really be worried about, it’s more like, you, he should be worried about. Remind me never to piss you off sis.

DMaster: She nudges you
TAL: You know better
You two finish and Emeric gathers you all. Talia is standing at the far corner, red faced, arms crossed and staring Carver down
EME: The first formation we will set up is our standard one.
You get handed a wooden sword, a makeshift shield
EME: Will you be with a shield or dagger on the off arm, Chance?

Chance: Chan: I would say dagger on the off arm

DMaster: He nods to Helkyr, then tosses you a dagger and you put the shield down. Emeric has this fake tower shield, large wood sword. Veronna has this somewhat floppy bow and arrow. Carver has two daggers, being goofy he puts them up to his mouth like fangs. Veronna giggles and nudges him, then he turns to see Talia and his eyes bulge, he puts the daggers down and looks the other way. Blushing a bit. Marzio is just standing there without a weapon, looking bored.
HEL: Chance, you will always be to Emeric’s right, Marzio to his left.

Chance: Nod my head in understanding and get into my position to Emeric’s right.

DMaster: HEL: Carver, you are in back with Veronna in the middle. DM: Todd rolls a 20 on performance check
You start going through some situations. You do very well, but since you rolled that good, you took notice:

1. When Emeric starts it up, he will have his sword, like he usually does on the top of the shield, but he leans to the left, this allows Veronna to fire without getting to far in the open.
2. You keep seeing Marzio punch his hands together. Then he runs to the dummies and punches them.
3. Carver literally almost disappears in thin air and reappears elsewhere.
4. Once you finally engage with the dummies, many times Carver is lined up behind you to strike as well.
5. When moving in a tense situation, Emeric keeps pushing 5-7 feet forward, almost like keeping a home base.

Chance: and rinse and repeat

DMaster: That is pretty much all of it. You go over a few things more, try to get a little unique, but it is getting late and every ones attention span was slipping.
EME: Alright everyone, head back, drop off your gear, we are done for the day. Good job.
Everyone walks to the table and drops off the fake weapons and the like.

Chance: Help put stuff away before leaving.

DMaster: Carver is doing the same. Grabbing a few dummies and dragging them to the huge storage closet.

Chance: Once we are alone, I will let my eyes beam and pin Carver to the wall. Nothing to aggressive, just a little show of force.

DMaster: His eyes bulge and backs into the wall.
CAR: Whoa! whoa!

Chance: Chan: Just doing my duty. Talia says she saw you out with another girl, all “cozy” with her at a pub, even called her a skank.

DMaster: He furries his brow looks down and shakes his head.
CAR: Hey, I have not been out with any girl except Talia for.. forever.
Then as though something hit him.
CAR: Wait…

Chance: Let my eyes beam a bit more, lean in a little.

DMaster: in the meantime, Emeric looks over and shakes his head. Helkyr looks over too, a bit perplexed.
CAR: I go out with my family and friends every Thuralay to a local pub. We have a few drinks, roll some knucklebones and forget about the world for a bit. My sister is there, and we are close, but… she is not a skank and I have no intention of, well, yuck… dating my sister.
He finished with a scoff, shaking his head.

Chance: Chan: What pub?

DMaster: CAR: uh, the Running Turtle, why?

Chance: Chuckle. Back up, douse the eyes, Adjust his armor a bit.
Chan: The running turtle? (SMH) Sorry about this. You understand, have to be the protective brother and all.

DMaster: CAR: You. Are her brother?

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: In everything but blood. She means the world to me, but I know enough that she jumps to conclusions way too often.

DMaster: Carver is nodding his head slowly walking, keeping an eye on you.

Chance: Chan: That’s why we had a civil conversation and I didn’t send you through a wall.
Chuckle giving him a quick glance.

DMaster: CAR: I see.
Helkyr is walking towards a door.
HEL: You love birds done now?
Emeric chuckles and the three of you walk back to the compound. He nods and continues on, asking you questions.
CAR: Do you know where she lives? I’d like to explain this. Her last place recorded she lived was in this mansion in the upper district with some rich dude.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: I would love to, but I actually do not know exactly where she lives. Though I do know who she lives… with.

DMaster: He glances over a bit of anticipation on his face.

Chance: Shake head again.
Chan: If I told you, and she found out…
Stop, stare straight out, sigh.
Chan: You think I am scary, you should see her when she gets riled up.

DMaster: Slowly nodding his head, he starts walking again.
CAR: Yeah I am getting that. I kind of like her so, I am not sure what to do.

Chance: Chuckle.
Chan: If it is supposed to be, it’s supposed to be. She is an amazing woman, even with her temper.

DMaster: You guys head into the compound and change out. Marzio eyes you up a few times but when you were done, mostly everyone was gone. Just Emeric and Bastian in the main room talking. Sakine closing up shop too, looking to leave

Chance: Finish ungearing, ready to head for home as well

DMaster: You head out and back to your home, open the door to a wonderful smell. DM: I can use the food chart again! Roll a 60. Beef stew with hardy bread. Walking in further you hear some laughing

Chance: Make my way towards the kitchen hearing the laughing

DMaster: Novalee and Khamyra are playfully bantering back and forth.
NOV: You. umm… maybe beat him up?
Khamyra giggles
KHA: No, I’d fry someone before punching them.
NOV: True. Hmm. Someone you know…
She wiggles her eyebrows, sticks her finger through a circle she made with her other hand. Khamyra’s eyes bulge.
KHA: Novie! No!
She says in a half laugh.
KHA: I have only been with four people in my life, I would remember that!
They both look over to you, smiles and giggles.
KHA: Hey hun!

Chance: Chan: Or, maybe someone I know, perhaps?
Smile at them both.

DMaster: NOV: Chance!
She walks over gives you a hug, almost shoving your wife out of the way making the Warlock smile and giggle.

Chance: Give Novie a big hug, then take Khamyra’s hand bring her to me, give her a nice kiss.

DMaster: She practically melts, kisses back. The two get back to their positions again.
KHA: So this Marzio guy, I know that name. I just can’t place it.
NOV: I was trying to jog her memory

Chance: Scowl a bit.
Chan: My fist will get to know him real quick if he doesn’t show some respect.

DMaster: Both girls eyes bulge and look back to you.

Chance: Shake head, smirk.
Chan: well, he seems to like to use his fists in training. Does that help?

DMaster: KHA: Fists? Hmmm, that doesn’t help.
NOV: Well, Khamyra, maybe he beat “YOU” up?
Looking to the Warlock giving her a raised eyebrow. Khamyra smiles playfully back and shakes her head

Chance: Chan: I could always pump Emeric for more information on him.

DMaster: She shrugs her shoulders, kind of shakes her head.
KHA: No. Just one of those things. On the tip of your tongue.

Chance: Spend some time with Khamyra, Novie and the kids. Once the Kids go up, I will tell Khamyra I will be back in about an hour.

DMaster: She was curious where you were off too, but nods her head. Cleaning up a few things getting ready to either go to bed or read.

Chance: Head to Black Ward, go into the normal entrance. Look into Bastian’s Lab.

DMaster: They let you in. The place is about half full, fairly busy. But nothing unusual. He is there, with a few tables covered in books, maps, papers, etc. McKenna is there looking exhausted and ready to leave.

Chance: Chan: Bastian! Hey quick favor.
As I head into the lab.

DMaster: The witch glances up and smirks, shaking his head. McKenna smiles, waves a little and heads out the door.
BAS: Sure, what do you need?

Chance: Chan: How can I find out where someone lives in the city?

DMaster: Gives you an odd look, then shakes his head a little.
BAS: Head straight out of the lab, keep going straight until you are against the wall. Poppy should be there at the records table, to help you with City Records.

Chance: Nod head. Looking about the tables.
Chan: What are you doing?

DMaster: Shaking his head again
BAS: You don’t want to know.
He chuckles.

Chance: Shrug shoulders, do as he says.

DMaster: At a table sits a woman with some books. She is writing things down in a journal of sorts, as she is leafing through other books. She has dark hair, off brown eyes, chiseled features and seems to be in good shape. She glances up.
POP: Can I help…
Her eyes scan your ring, then up to you. Her eyes bulge a little, and she straightens up.
POP: Oh, Dahlia Division, Yes, Yes. What can I do to help?
She is really looking you over, your size and look. it dawns on you the power that the “dahlia” division gives someone.

Chance: Chuckle a little.
Chan: I am looking for where a woman lives, her name is Genesis. G-E-N-E-S-I-S. Her last name I think is, Lords, L-O-R-D-S.

DMaster: She nods her head.
POP: Yes, Lords, got it.
She stands up scans over a few books and binders on the shelves. Pops out a binder of sorts, plops it open and leafs through it. Genesis. She rents?

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: Pretty sure yes.

DMaster: POP: Yeah, upper apartment, number 4 off of 55 Outer Center Street. A stones throw from the pit.
Giving you another look.
POP: Want me to see if another agent is available?

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: No, it won’t be necessary. But where is it exactly, I don’t want to get lost.

DMaster: She explains where to go, its actually pretty easy.

Chance: Chan: Oh one last thing. Where the hell is a pub called the Running Turtle?

DMaster: She turns, grabs a larger binder that says Inns, Pubs. She rifles through, moving a few loose pieces. Traces her finger, taps. That is on Green Arch Avenue, 121 to be exact. Then proceeds to tell you how to get there, it is a bit more complex but you think you got it. It is not far from Talia’s apartment.

Chance: Give her a smile.
Chan: Thank you.
Stick head in lab.
Chan: Thanks handsome!
Head out to Outer Center Street.

DMaster: Bastian giggles and waves. You make it to the street and apartment. It is a clear sky, pretty chilly in the upper 30’s lower 40’s. Walk up to the door. It is a bit ratty, some debris about. The stairs creek under your weight.

Chance: Knock on the door.

DMaster: Muffled, “Uhh, who is it?”

Chance: Chan: Chance. Chance Axion.

DMaster: The door rips open and there stands Genesis in a comfortable outfit, hair up and an odd look on her face.
GEN: Uhh, Chance, what are you doing here?
Just then inside, someone comes from out of a hallway walking into a living room of sorts, looking on.
TAL: Who the hell is at our… door?
She stutters to a halt, wide eyes and smiling.
TAL: Short tips?
Genesis giggles, glances back and shrugs her shoulders.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Yes, yes, Short tips. Get dressed Talia.

DMaster: TAL: Uh, why?

Chance: Chan: Because I asked you too.
Giving her a look. Smile at Genesis.

DMaster: Talia scoffs, runs back down the hallway. Gen lets you in.
GEN: So, how did you know where I, or we, lived?

Chance: Smirk, and glance to her.
Chan: Black Ward silly. We know a lot of things.

DMaster: She nods her head in understanding. After a few short awkward moments, Talia comes out in a simple outfit, her hair up; bopping about.
TAL: Whats happening Bro? Do I need to gear up? We going to kick some ass?
Talia heads for the corner of this living room where you see her weapon leaning.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Nope. Well, I hope we don’t have too. Just let’s go. I’ll explain along the way.

DMaster: She grabs a coat, and you two head out, down the steps into the streets. You are trying to remember where the pub is and take a wrong turn, and then eventually find your way.
TAL: When I got home tonight I was really hoping that I could wander aimlessly with the almighty Champion of Finster. Chance, it’s not exactly Summer Isles here.
She finishes with a slight shiver and a bit of whip.
TAL: Speaking of that, you are in a shirt and pants aren’t you cold?

Chance: Chuckle a little.
Chan: No, I don’t get cold or warm anymore.

DMaster: TAL: Ahhh, because of the titty demon huh?

Chance: Double take looking at her, smiling wider.
Chan: Yes. The titty demon, she was very proud of those… and well she should.

DMaster: Getting a nudge,
TAL: Chance!
You end up in front of the Running Turtle. Her eyes are big, then looks to you.
TAL: Why are we, here.
She says sternly and suspiciously. Then like something clicked.
TAL: Wait, I never told you what pub I saw him at!
Crossing her arms, red faced tapping her toes.
TAL: How did you… (growl) This is about Carver, isn’t it? Chance?!

Chance: Take her shoulders, look into her eyes.
Chan: You trust me?

DMaster: Gives you a small glance, then looks away. Her chin out, jaw clenched, stiff upper lip.
TAL: Yeah, of course. For now anyways…
Glancing at you from the corner of her eye.

Chance: Raise eyebrows, guide her into the pub.

DMaster: The place is pretty nice, about half full. A bar to the right, tables all about the floor and against the walls to the left. A few patrons drinking, talking and laughing. A sad looking man playing the Lyre in the corner, wenches passing by. Your attention is drawn to some activities against the far wall and to the left, where there is a small group of people that look to be playing knuckle-bones, laughing having a good time. Carver can be seen standing behind a few people watching the game, drink in hand.
TAL: I knew it. Chance, you dick.
Wanting to turn and leave.

Chance: Grab her a bit more forcefully, giving her a stern look.
Chan: Please, for me. Why don’t you head over there.

DMaster: She tries a bit to pull away again but you got her good. Carver glances over and double takes, wide eyes.
CAR: What the hell? Chance? Talia?
Talia finally breaks free, stiff upper lip. Turns her head a bit. The group with Carver all look over.

Chance: Chan: Carver, I was hoping you could introduce Talia here, to your… sister.

DMaster: Talia tenses up, eyes grow big, turning to the thief. Carver is walking to the both of you, biggest smile on his face. He gives her a look you always used to give the ladies.
CAR: Come on, meet my sis. She is a blast. You can meet the rest of my friends and family too!
The Witchblade looks up to you, with a confused and panicked look, but it was a much better look than before, now aided with a smile. Carver takes her hand and walks over to the group. He stops, looks over his shoulder and nods to you in appreciation.
CAR: Come on Champ! Get over here!

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: I have Warlocks and babies to contend with tonight. But, thank you. I will take my leave.

DMaster: A bit disappointed, but understands giving you a nod. You head for the door and pause a moment. Glance back and Talia is wide eyes, big smile and blushing. She is waving shyly to people and giggling. The thief and Witchblade are glued together like they were a couple. Turning back to the door you smile real wide and walk out.

Chance: Chan: Miss Stotz owes me big time now.
Rub hands together and head back home.

DMaster: You get home, head upstairs to get ready for bed.
KHA: So where did you scamper off too tonight?

Chance: Smile, chuckle, finish undressing for bed.
Chan: Playing match maker I guess. Did you know there is a pub called the Running Turtle? What’s next, an Inn called “the friendly Owlbear?”
Laugh. Explain to her about Talia.

DMaster: She has a huge smile on her face, giggles at the names.
KHA: You ol’ softy. Did you explain to Carver her… well, disposition?

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: I think he already knows.
Think of the confrontation in the Auditorium.
Chan: yeah, he definitely knows. Must like woman who are spit fires… like I do!
Giving her wild eyes.

DMaster: KHA: OH! Really?
She responds playfully. Lukan jumps up and cuddles on the foot of the bed. DM: Rolling for sleep. With advantage with Khamyra there and the good fucking before sleep. He rolls a 3, but then a 12. Fell asleep pretty fast

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Freya around 2AM

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DMaster: Khamyra is shaking you
KHA: Chance, someone is at the door.
She is getting up and making her way to the kids room

Chance: Shake my head, grumbling grab some pants and make my way to the door.

DMaster: You find your way to the door, open it and it’s a runner.
RUN: Chance?

Chance: Nod my head

DMaster: RUN: 25 – Bastian – Compound – Red
Once you nod your head, he starts off running. But looking out further you see odd looking clouds, possibly smoke farther into the City.

Chance: Shake my head, close the door. Go running up the stairs and finish getting dressed, making sure to grab Silent Fate and my Dagger

DMaster: Khamyra walks in, closing the door with wide eyes.
KHA: Who was it? What are you doing?

Chance: Chan: a runner from the ward, something is going on, I need to get to the compound as soon as possible.
Pulling her in and give her a hug and a kiss

DMaster: Her eyes bulge, She kisses you back
KHA: Careful!

Chance: Chan: give the kids kisses from me, got to go!
Head out of the house and to the compound

DMaster: She nods her head. You get there and it is alive, you can see people gathered around the compound. Guards, people, some agents. You by pass them and head up to your section. Entering, you see Veronna just showed up, she is racing down to change.
EME: Chance, gear up now, make haste.
Bastian is sprinting through the room and down the stairs. It is a bit crazy in there.

Chance: Nod my head, run to my office and gear up

DMaster: Once you are geared up you get back up top. Everyone is just about ready, Carver is slipping daggers into belts, Veronna is gearing her arrows up and Marzio has these gloves that just crackle with electricity hanging off his hands.

Chance: Making sure all my gear is set as well

DMaster: EME: We have a serious situation going on in the Pit
Loud footsteps head up the stairs
KIL: Story time is over, time to roll people, we got some skulls to crack!
He makes a circle motion in the air and walks back down
EME: Dammit, well… It’s all hands on deck. We have riots, reports of creatures, shadows, who knows what else.
Everyone is looking on wide eyes. Bastian rips back up the stairs,

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: just freaking great

DMaster: BAS: You guys will be sealing off Northern Merchant Way, to protect central Camerondale.
EME: Lets go!
Everyone leaves, down the stairs, then start in with a fast jog, to get there. You can hear it right when you leave the compound some odd cracking noises and yells. After a few minutes, you notice you are taking the back route. By now you can see flames shooting high from farther into the Pit. Then fire bells ringing, other alarms. People running, some yelling and more cracking and odd water sounds.

Chance: Looking around as we keep moving

DMaster: You think you can see things flying around too, but you are trying to keep your feet under you.
EME: Great, we have airborne creatures.

Chance: Glance up, keep moving.
Chan: this is freaking grand, has everything just gone crazy?

DMaster: There are about 20 guards at the entrance, looking a little beat up, one 4 star races over.
4-STAR: Oh thank Animax, we are trying to keep this from flooding out into the main streets of Camerondale.
You hear screams, yells, clashing of steel, rustling, etc. About 200 feet down the street is some guards fighting things.

Chance: Waiting for Emeric to make the call, I pull out Silent Fate and my Dagger

DMaster: Everyone stops in their tracks as this, shadow, this thing with red eyes, some flames shooting off it comes from an alleyway, then starts to lumber towards the group.
EME: In formation now!
He slams his Shield down.
CAR: What the fuck is that?
MAR: I just hope I can hit it!
Marzio looks at his hands, with wide eyes.

Chance: Assume formation and turn over to Full Champion

DMaster: It comes into some light, and it is just laying waste to the guards. Veronna in a panicked voice.
VER: The guards!
EME: I know, I know, but our main priority is to keep this, whatever, in the pit!
You guys move forward slowly and the road looks like its been in a warzone, the farther you move in you see houses with burnt holes, a few dead bodies on the street, still very loud, flames, and warning bells. Battling going on just out of sight.

Chance: Chan: as Emeric said, we must keep it contained here!

DMaster: You are moving forward
EME: Keep your eyes peeled, in case things come from these houses, we need too… (stops, gasps) what is that?
You can now see this light behind all the chaos. DM: Rolled for perception, but with a disadvantage, due to the chaos. He rolled an 8. You can’t tell with the shadow fiend that is in front still laying waste to whoever is in it’s way. But then everyone winces a bit, It’s a bright white light. You are getting close, this creature starts to run towards you.

Chance: Get in a stance. Wish I could just go headlong into this thing, or whatever it is. Hate waiting for them to come to me, bad memories.

DMaster: DM: Chance has to roll for initiative and a wisdom save because it is a Demon. He rolls a 16 for wisdom and 5 for initiative.. You are holding it together fine for now. Initiative goes as follows: Emeric, Marzio, Carver, Veronna, Chance, then the Demon. This light comes from the back, underneath the Demon getting it to stop. You feel like you know this. It’s somewhat familiar.
VER: I have a bad feeling about this…

Chance: Chan: Agreed Veronna, but there is something…

DMaster: Your eyes bulge when you finally recognize, it’s Cescatia, wings spanned out, hovering. She sees you and smile, her face going in and out of transparency, skull visible, then not.
CES: Bearer of Atticus, It’s time. For, blood!
Glancing around, people getting thrown around by creatures you didn’t see before, non-descript, then some of the folk getting ripped in two. One of these people stop and looks directly to you.
PERSON: Chance!

Chance: Looking at this person for a second, shaking my head. My eyes get big and I let out a guttural growl.

DMaster: You are getting really worked up. Everything else is getting drowned out now. You have an unnatural hatred of this angel. Then she speaks.
CES: Champion, you shall be the first to fall.

Chance: Trying to keep my anger in check, I force more of the power to flow between me and Silent Fate
Chan: Then come get me…
Growl again.

DMaster: As she looked to be winding up for one hell of an attack, her eyes burst a blue. The whole world around you shimmers and shifts.
VOICE: Now now Cescatia, that is not nice
In an odd move, like she didn’t even mean to, a light beams from her and it hits you. DM: Roll for dexterity / Acrobats. He rolls a 15 As you tumble back, you end up on your knee, no damage.
CES: Chance!

Chance: Chan: Why are you yelling my name, you white feathered bird brain!

DMaster: Just then The houses around you start to deteriorate. The ground starts to turn colors. You look up and the road is now clearing out, a bit blurry and disorientated, but it is becoming clear. The only person left you can recognize is Cescatia in the sky looking disappointed.

Chance: Looking around to see if everyone is still with me

DMaster: Everyone is disappearing like they are falling apart and this medium sized figure, symbols on his face, glowing eyes with blonde hair comes walking to you. You recognize him as Ikon. He smiles, looks back to Cescatia who looks like she got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

Chance: Chan: Ikon, control your little shit over there…
Gritting my teeth

DMaster: Glancing back to you he frowns.
IKON: Damn, these are new boots too.
A chuckle escapes. He looks down and there is blood just pouring down the road, more and more, like a tidal wave. He lifts his foot and sighs, then chuckles. Looks square into your eyes.
IKON: Having fun yet?
Snaps his finger. You open your eyes, blurry and disorientated.
KHA: Chance! Wake the fuck up!!!

Chance: Shaking head I look around

DMaster: Your wife is at the edge of the bed, looking to you with huge eyes and some dirt on her face. The bed sheets are slightly scorched, your hands are bloody – some blood trickling down the side of your head. You are dizzy

Chance: Chan: I don’t feel so good, must have been a damn nightmare again
Trying to sit up

DMaster: Khamyra’s eyes are huge, holding her arm.
KHA: Nightmare… AGAIN?!
You wobble a bit, bits and pieces of the bed sheet floating around you, a few duck feathers from the pillow. Glancing over to Khamyra, she holds up her arm that is burnt

Chance: My eyes get big

DMaster: KHA: I woke up when you growled, I think the claws tried to come out, and your head was…
She shutters, looks down.
KHA: Your eyes were black as… emptiness, nothing. I think you were literally on fire.
Novalee comes in
NOV: Kids are fine, what the heck is going… on… in here?
Her eyes bulge at the condition of the bed, you and Khamyra.
NOV: Oh my god!

Chance: Chan: I don’t know what is happening to me.
looking down at my hands covered in blood, wipe a bit from my temple.
Mumble: I am not sure I can control this anymore….

DMaster: The Warlock stands at the edge of the bed
KHA: We will go to Vel’s early tomorrow and we will talk about this. She has to deal with crazy dreams all the time, maybe we can figure something out.
Novalee has already grabbed more bed sheets and such, she looks a bit off put. She always starts to work furiously when she gets like that.

Chance: Chan: Why is this happening? I will find an Inn and stay there for the short term. I don’t, I don’t… want…

DMaster: Getting interrupted. The Warlock shakes her head
KHA: No. We will figure this out.
Stress, events and the current situation is just hitting you hard.

Chance: Feeling tears run down my face. I am hurting the people I love.

DMaster: She climbs into the burnt bed sheets and gives you a fierce hug.
KHA: We will figure this out, ok? We will do this together.
Pulls back and she is staring into your eyes.

Chance: Nod head, glancing at her arm. I turn over to champ form and heal her. With tears still in my eyes and running down my face

DMaster: She gives you another big hug and Novie joins in, jumping on the bed, feathers, fabric and some ash fly about.

Chance: Hugging them back just sobbing, trying to get the tears under control. What is happening? Why is this, Ikon playing with me? “having fun yet?” thinking to myself, “no you fat fucker, I am not!”

DMaster: After a few minutes of hugs, Khamyra goes to take a bath. Novalee is changing out the bed for you guys

Chance: Go stand out on our balcony, thinking

DMaster: You are standing in the pouring rain and it feels good. It is surprisingly warm out, but the rain seems to be a perfect fit for your mood and thoughts. Some thunder is rolling in the distance, as just some light starts to form with the sun rising behind the thick clouds.

Chance: Just stand there, staring out. Get my shit straight.

DMaster: Novalee gets the kids, Sisse will probably be late due to weather. Khamyra quickly races out, takes your hand, leads you to the bath. She is helping you wash now.

Chance: Chan: You don’t have to do this. I should of washed “you” after what I put you through.
Glancing back, keeping my emotions under control.

DMaster: DM: A small conversation as to the level of information Todd wants to give Khamyra. He decides to tell her everything and I mean everything. She smiles.
KHA: What was this dream about? You better not tell me it was a sex dream!
She says playfully trying to lighten the mood.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Well, what I can remember…
Tell her the entire dream.

DMaster: It seemed she wanted to stop you a few times, as you finish up cleaning yourself. She stands against the water barrel, leaning against it, in deep thought. Once you are done.
KHA: That is one hell of a dream, but I am guessing this was not really a dream, was it? Questions, I have lots of them, but my main one; This Cescatia talking about blood and she had wings? Why did she have wings?

Chance: Chan: I was sworn not to say a word, but when have I ever kept anything from you?

DMaster: She glances to you, smirks.
KHA: Finster ascending ring a bell?

Chance: Sigh and look down.
Chan: True, this is the same though. The less people that know the better. But…
Sigh loudly, start to dry off.
Chan: She is what they call a harbinger, and apparently one of Ikon’s daughters.

DMaster: She is slowly shaking her head, confused and a bit off-put.
KHA: Ikon’s daughter? I am confused, Ikon wants to destroy Legon too? Harbinger… of what?

Chance: Sigh, finish drying.
Chan: Harbinger of Blood, which is part of… well, it is confusing. The end times I suppose.

DMaster: Now even more confused she stands straight up

Chance: Chan: I am not sure what to think or believe right now. I know she doesn’t belong here that’s all I really know.

DMaster: She grabs your shoulder to have her look at her.
KHA: Don’t do this, this ramble on and say odd random things. Focus please.
Giving you a stern look.

Chance: Sigh again.
Chan: She is the Harbinger of the end times, one of five. She is blood. Not sure how that coordinates, but it does. Ikon created them as far as I know…

DMaster: Khamyra puts her head down, rubbing her chin.
KHA: I have heard this before, I am sure my mother used to talk about it all the time. Though she was into anything and everything history, I bet she would give Cullun a run for his…
She says, mumbling, glances up, blushing a bit

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: I won’t say a word about rambling.
Smile at her.

DMaster: She nods and giggles a little. Then like something snapped in her head. She slowly looks to you with wide eyes.
KHA: You are not talking about Angels, are you?

Chance: Nod head again.
Chan: Yeah Angels, that is what I said.

DMaster: Grabbing for you again.
KHA: That is NOT what you said! You did not tell me she was an Angel Chance, that… that is pretty fucking important!
She backs up, hand covering her mouth.
KHA: My mother had tons of lore on them, she swore that they would show up in our lifetime. She was right…
Her face went through a journey from shock, to confusion, to thoughtful to now a bit of anger. Trailing off, now ending with a worried look on her face.

Chance: Get out, get a towel on. I describe what happened when Cescatia touched my hand as well

DMaster: KHA: That weird metal contraption that looks like a heart and has two glass containers inside them?
Her face is of confusion
KHA: I think I just threw it into my office downstairs.

Chance: Chan: She said that wasn’t suppose to happen and told me to leave, I have no idea what it means
Shake head a bit.
Chan: well, I learned a lot from Saundra and from my dear old friend Velencia and Rawek. I am sure they could explain it better than I can.

DMaster: she nods her head
KHA: Chance, you probably should have told me. I know secrecy and all that, but I could of got a lot of information about them from my mother. We could of sent out a sparrow and had something back by now. In fact I think I’ll do that today.

Chance: Chan: well, I mean, I was told not to say anything. I am sorry that I kept this from you
Looking down

DMaster: Then it almost makes you laugh, she does the same thing you, Velencia and Rawek did a day or two earlier.
KHA: Imryllion… Varrow… and who knows what else, and now fucking angels?!
Her voice getting loud
KHA: We have to stop the end times too? Sure why not?
She whips the soap against the wall
KHA: Fuck!
You guys hug for a bit and get ready for the day. She is stunned, very quiet in deep thought. Novalee is looking you guys over, suspicious but in some understanding. Finally Sisse shows up, drenched to the bone.

Chance: Head into work, grab something to cover my head.

DMaster: You head into work. Up the stairs into the main Dahlia office. As predicted you have an order to the throne room. Emeric smirks a bit, and nods for you to gear up and head in.

Chance: Gear up and head to the castle still kind of distracted, looking at my hand where I burnt Khamyra. Then refocus before I get to the entrance

DMaster: It is in lock down again. You go through 4 guard levels and make it into the throne. Upon entering, the door closes and gets locked. Then in playful tones. An odd sound and scene, but it was nice.
AFF: Boz you scamp, this isn’t my crown, it is yours!
You hear the king laugh a bit he grabs Affinity and gives her a kiss.

Chance: Clear my throat and bow

DMaster: PDA. Cassie is smiling wide and everyone seems in decent cheer
BOZ: Ahh Chance. Here to scare Ransom again, perhaps, maybe?
Affinity shakes her head and gives him a nudge with as smile on her face.

Chance: Chan: not unless you tell me to Sire
Keep a straight face, not really in the mood.

DMaster: His eyes get big, glances to Affinity.
BOZ: Yikes, you look like shit…
Affinity nudges him with a giggle
AFF: Hun!

Chance: Nod head. Keep a blank look.

DMaster: After a few minutes, the doors open

Chance: Look over at the door and straighten up with hands behind my back.

DMaster: Ransom walks in, wearing a leather outfit, that looks to be well made, but is a stark contrast to his girl on his arm who is in a colorful outfit, skin tight, hair a bit of a mess (that is multi-colored) and strong makeup. Bozutto straightens up, as does the entire royal party.
RAN: M’Lord and M’ladies… this is my girlfriend Kaleigh
She is looking around in wonder. Stops, smiles and waves exciting-like.

Chance: Nod my head and smile since I know he really isn’t addressing me

DMaster: She looks around then to you, her eyes get big
KAL: Oh, is that the guy who changes into things, oh you, hello! Can you change into something for me?
She says waving her hands around, starting to walk to you.

Chance: Give her a “soft” disapproving look, not really making any gesture. Just a light head shake.

DMaster: Cassie again is trying not to burst out laughing, Affinity seems to as well.
BOZ: Our Champion has a lot on his plate, Miss Kaleigh.
Bozutto walks to Ransom, shakes his hand. The girl is wide eyes staring at Bozutto, who looks to her forming a big smile.
KAL: Oh shit we have to kneel or something.
She starts to go down to one knee and the King of Camerondale gently grabs her arm, making her look at him.
BOZ: Not today my dear. We are just friends in this chamber, are we not?
Giving Ransom a look. He gets a big smile and nods his head.
RAN: Aye. That we are!

Chance: Roll my eyes a bit, get comfortable for a long boring hour to come.

DMaster: BOZ: So, are we going to need a coronation for you?
The King says with playfulness. It is returned with a soft chuckle and a shake of the head.
RAN: No, I have a hard enough time running a simple Inn, trying to do that for an entire Kingdom, I couldn’t even begin to comprehend…
He trails off, wider eyes and shaking his head. Kaleigh giggles and snuggles up to him. With that being said, Boz walks up the Diaz grabs the crown off of Affinities head much to her surprise and he puts it on his head.
BOZ: Now that part is all figured out, what next?

Chance: Just quietly watching on and listen to what is said

DMaster: He rummages a bit with his chair, grabs from a hidden spot, it was Affinities crown and puts it on her head. She seems surprised at that. She says softly.
AFF: Boz you scamp… (giggle)
Ransom giggles a little and looks to everyone.
RAN: Man, you just destroy the preconception I had about Royalty and you guys.

Chance: Furry my brow.

DMaster: Everyone looks to him curious.
RAN: Being open, honest. Allowing me to make “my” decision. I see the inside jokes, the fun playful banter… makes me want to be part of this Kingdom.
Nodding his head smiling.
RAN: Not to mention that nasty scowl mr. Champion has over there.
Pointing to you.

Chance: Tilt head a bit, give him a “really” look.

DMaster: His playful smile fades real quick and he clears his throat. By then, both Cassie and Affinity are starting to notice you are off. After a few anecdotes, Cassie walks to him
CASS: So we are willing to give compensation for this dismissal, within reason of course. What will it be?
RAN: Right to the point. I would like land, woodworkers and carpenters to build a few things for me and some Druids, if you know any, to help me out.
Everyone looks around, but Bozutto looks like he knows what is going on. He puts his finger in the air.
BOZ: Wait, wait… land? Carpenters? Druids? Maybe to grow trees quickly. A few buildings to store maybe, barrels of, what? Apple cider?
The Kings eyes big, smile on his face. Ransom nods his head
RAN: Actually, yes, that is exactly correct.
Everyone looks around and nods their heads, smiling.
BOZ: I think I speak for us all when I say, offer accepted!

Chance: Keep watching this exchange with hands behind my back remaining quiet

DMaster: Ronnald comes over and they work on an agreement. It is a quiet for a bit, Affinity thought of coming over but stops herself, knowing there is important things afoot.
BOZ: But there is going to be one stipulation
Everyone looks around, a bit worried
BOZ: We get the first barrel of this cider, for free, every year!
Ransom lets out a laugh, giving the King a thoughtful look.

Chance: Looking to Bozutto as well

DMaster: Nodding his head.
RAN: Aye! That, will be my honor. Expect it the beginning of every harvest!
As Ronnald works on the deal with an official scroll like paper.

Chance: Shift a bit, wondering why the hell I am here.

DMaster: RAN: I have lived with Apples, juice & Cider for all my life, why change now. I know how it works, I know how to produce it. So a nice warehouse, lots of barrels, tons of trees and a five star restaurant for people to enjoy it all at.
KAL: ooohhh, this is so exciting!
XAV: 5 star restaurant. Count me in!
She is looking around with wide eyes. Cassie is loving every second, she must be reading this girl

Chance: I straighten up and just keep listening

DMaster: The door opens and a man you recognize comes in. He walks to them talking, Ronnald finishing things up. Dressed in a well tailored outfit, it is Finnegan. A blast from the past.

Chance: my head dips seeing the man, sigh, then I look back up

DMaster: FIN: Ransom Delasora, in witness to The Royal Court of Camerondale, do swear to relinquish the crown and sign off in agreement
Ransom nods, signs off. Then Finnegan turns to the King, says a few things, he nods, signs off and hand shakes all around.
BOZ: Come, we have a fantastic breakfast for us all ready in celebration.

Chance: Still just watching all this unfold with my hands behind my back, being all serious

DMaster: Everyone is walking out, the guards and such letting people through
AFF: Come on Chance, lets go you big grump
She walks over and takes your arm

Chance: Look down and smile. Follow the group with Affinity on my arm, patting her hand.

DMaster: DM: Condensing. The breakfast goes on very well. You learn a bit about Ransom, he is very charismatic, but has a mischievous side to him. In some ways he is similar to you, being adopted by great people and persevering through it all. His girl, Kaleigh seems like a child in comparison. But they seem to make it work. You are not sure he is 100% on board with her, while you can tell she is ready to pop out 10 babies, white picket fence and the whole lot – for him. Eventually, the breakfast ends, you say your goodbyes to Royals and Ransom.
CASS: Hey Champ!

Chance: Turn to her, head over.

DMaster: CASS: Well, you seem to be in a better mood since you ate. A little anyways.
She chuckles.
CASS: Mum’s the word with all this business, ok?

Chance: Lean head back, let out a loud sigh.

DMaster: Chuckling a little Cassie puts her hand on your arm.
CASS: You can talk to Black Ward about it, just let anyone know it stays in house. I am sure it will eventually get out. But let’s not pull out the red carpet for it just yet.

Chance: Making mental note to myself, so when asked when I get back if the ward wants to know what is or was going on.
Chan: Is there anything else, my Baroness?

DMaster: CASS: Now we can get back to normal, (heh heh,) normal, like that is a thing around here
She was turning, stops and looks at you from the corner of her eye.
CASS: Everything alright Chance? You look a little rough around the edges and definitely not in a good mood.

Chance: Frown, and then look down. Shake my head.
Chan: If that will be all?
Giving her a look.

DMaster: She snorts a little, gives you a quick hug, nods her head and walks away. You head back to the compound. When you arrive, only Sakine is there, she is leaning back reading a book sipping on water

Chance: Look around, head over to the redhead.
Chan: where is everyone Sakine?

DMaster: SAK: They are out on a job. Cap wants to see you anyways

Chance: Sigh, looking a bit defeated

DMaster: SAK: Ahhh cheer up, it’s Freya, cheap drinks are flowing tonight!
She smiles, and then goes back to her book

Chance: Chan: I guess I better go face the music with the Captain
make my way down the steps into the main compound and head to the Captain’s office

DMaster: You get there, the place is pretty busy. Like almost rehearsed Captain was making her way out of her office, skitters to a halt.
HAR: Ahhh, just the man I wanted to see. Come in Chance, close the door.

Chance: Nod my head, make my way into her office, close the door and stand with my hands behind my back

DMaster: HAR: Sit, sit. So I got the idea of whats going on but I would like the explicit description if you may.

Chance: Nod my head and take a seat. Go over why I couldn’t explain things earlier.

DMaster: She nods her head
HAR: Makes sense they didn’t want anyone else to know, but it is me and Black Ward.
She sighs heavily, and takes a long gulp of her beanwater. Wrinkling her nose.
HAR: Ack. Cold beanwater.

Chance: Chan: I guess with me being the champion of the court, they wanted me there as well

DMaster: Giving you an odd look.
HAR: You are part of the Royal Court Chance, I think you have to be there.

Chance: Nod my head.

DMaster: She nods
HAR: I was surprised to see Cassie yesterday. She was a bit vague with the details, but she did fill me in for the most part.
You two finish up talking
HAR: Alright, get back to your side of the compound, behave yourself

Chance: Chan: as you say Captain. If I may, any idea of where the rest of the Dahlia is? Unless you want to give me the rest of the day off?
Smirking a bit.

DMaster: She shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head
HAR: I don’t know. You can wait there for them to return I guess

Chance: Shrug shoulders and stand up, head for the door and back to the Dahlia side of the compound.

DMaster: When you get up there it’s filled, they are back talking about those sewers that collapsed.

Chance: Sigh, seeing them all talk about it

DMaster: Emeric looks over, smiles.
EME: Chance you are back. Do you have clearance to talk about what happened?
He says with the idea he already kind of knows

Chance: Nod my head

DMaster: DM: Condensing. Chance tells the group what happened. It was yet another shitty thing Imryllion has done to try and thwart the Kingdom. Then he proceeds to tell them a bit more about Imryllion. They are all kind of shocked at some level, but listen and pay attention

Chance: Chan: welcome to my world dealing with this kind of shit.

DMaster: You guys all talk about things, eat some lunch. Looking over maps and other things. They found more collapsed sewer around and about the same area as before. They think there are “things” making their way into the pit that way. They are doubling the guards there for the time being.

Chance: Chan: so what kind of things are we talking about?

DMaster: EME: Not sure. All we get are half-assed reports from guards who probably been on the sauce most of the night, frightened residents who catch a glimpse, the usual “there is something there but we haven’t seen anything really,” type of thing.
He finishes off with a bit of frustration.

Chance: Nod head, figuring, why not?

DMaster: It’s getting to late afternoon, you are going over the maps to where the collapses are and some older maps of towns and cities long past. Then a guard from outside walks in
GUARD: Chance? There is a, Clara, to see you?

Chance: Look over, nod my head.

DMaster: Everyone exchanges glances, Bastian’s eyes bulge out of his head. Then reels himself in, making sure no one notices.

Chance: Glance to Bastian, then Emeric.
Chan: If you will excuse me, this is very important

DMaster: Everyone nods and Bastian is right behind you

Chance: Giving him a look

DMaster: EME: Uh Bastian? He said Chance.
He nods his head and almost runs into you.
BAS: Well, get going!
He looks excited and his face is flushed.

Chance: Chan: come on you love sick puppy
Saying that softly.

DMaster: You two walk out, down the ramp. The guard stops you and then gives you a look.
GUARD: I am getting a bad vibe from her sir, I don’t think she is who she says she is, please be careful
Bastian giggles, nodding his head. It makes the guard give him an odd look.

Chance: Smile and nod.
Chan: Thank you for telling me. But it is nothing me and Bastian can’t handle

DMaster: You walk to her
CLARA: Mr. sir champion of that place called Camerondale, sir milord
Bastian giggles more

Chance: Shake head just looking at her.
Chan: Really?
Lean in a bit closer, talking quiet.
Chan: You took a big chance, no pun intended, coming here

DMaster: A smirk forms under the hood.
CLA: I did not do any such thing here. I save that for more… special times.
It takes a second then it hits you.

Chance: Scoff, chuckle.
Chan: Well (blush,) I hope you did not come to visit to lay out a few well worded puns, correct?

DMaster: She nods her head
CLARA: I need to speak with you and brown eyes tonight. I’ll have dinner ready.

Chance: Sigh, giving her a look.
Chan: Well, you will save Novalee from making dinner so, I guess. Can I get at least a rough idea why?
Look over to Bastian, shake my head.

DMaster: CLA:Me and Raw… err feather face have come up with some startling conclusions on a few things we spoke about before. We can also go over the gameplan for tomorrow. Plus, that sigil card you showed me, there is something you need to know about it.
BAS: Feather face, ohhh Rawek!
He says that kind of loudly, all eyes bulge.

Chance: Chan: shhhh, Bastian keep your voice down
Giving him a look, glancing back.

DMaster: The guard is giving you a look, but since Bastian is there, he doesn’t seem to concerned.
CLARA: Bast, hun, why don’t you climb on that sad little castle over there and yell that the High Priestess of Finster is standing here with no panties on, from the spires?
A glare from under the hood makes Bastian step back a bit. He shrinks a little, embarrassed, but glances down wondering about her underoos.
CLARA: So I will see you then and Bast, Sundalay come visit me ok? I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll let my guards know you are coming.
Pauses a moment.
CLA: And. That. Was no pun.
A sly sexy smiles forms under the hood. Bastian eyes are like saucers, red faced, smile forming.

Chance: Sigh loudly, chuckle, shaking my head.
Chan: I will make sure we are there, thank you for the message

DMaster: Bastian is all giggly

Chance: Shaking my head at Bastian

DMaster: You two walk back in and finish out your day. Not much else, other than going through old maps trying to align them up. Talking about what could be down there, etc.

Chance: Finish out the day, ungear, and head for home. Making sure to give Bastian a pat on the shoulder before I leave and a smirk

DMaster: Bastian is on a high right now, reading through a book, eating some jerky and still blushing. He smiles at you as you leave. It is a pretty overcast day with milder temps for the time of year, probably around 60. You get home, walk in and its quiet. You can hear a few things upstairs but everything seems dark

Chance: Head up the stairs

DMaster: You now know the sound is coming from another room, you think it is Novalee’s.
NOISE: Uh, ahh, uh, ahh, ohh yeah.

Chance: Eyes get big, shaking head knowing not to go in there, check the kids room and then my bedroom.

DMaster: There does not seem to be anyone in the house except for the love birds.

Chance: Think for a second to knock on the door and see where everyone is at, but shake my head. Head down to the bottom floor. Then see if there is anything in Khamyra’s office to tell me where she may have went.

DMaster: As you walk downstairs, the door opens and in walks Sisse, Khamyra and the two kids. They must of went for a walk

Chance: A smile goes to my face seeing the kiddos and Khamyra
Chan: I hope you haven’t eaten yet, love.

DMaster: She shakes her head, then looks around a bit flushed.
KHA: Are they done yet? I had the idea Novie and you know, wanted to you know, so we went for a walk
Sisse is giggling, she is also red faced.

Chance: Face turns a bit red and chuckle.
Chan: they weren’t quite done when I walked upstairs

DMaster: They shrug their shoulders, and both giggle.
SIS: An hour is plenty of time for that, at least for… well…
She stops wide eyes, clams up and starts to take the kids out of the walker they have.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Anyways, Clara paid me a visit and invited us both to dinner

DMaster: Khamyra looks confused for a second, then as she remembers, she is surprised and nods her head.

Chance: Chan: perhaps we make sure the kids are taken care of first and the house isn’t rocking from upstairs before we go

DMaster: By then Novalee was downstairs with her boy, both looking dreamy eyed. In an overwhelming awkward moment, realizing everyone was around to hear the ending, he just waves quickly, blushing, embarrassed, says bye and heads out.

Chance: covering mouth trying not to laugh, watching him leave. Then making sure the kiddos are taken care of before we leave.

DMaster: After a few short conversations, Sisse is going to feed them and Novalee will put them to bed.

Chance: Thank Sisse and then give Novie a hug before we head out to Velencia’s

DMaster: As you are walking to the stables.
KHA: So she just showed up to your work?

Chance: Nod my head
Chan: Said me and you need to come to dinner. Her and Rawek had something they needed to talk about, probably about Grumble porn or whatever it is called, plus something about the sigil card too.
making sure to say this quietly.
Chan: She is lucky no one recognized her that was one hell of a chance she took

DMaster: KHA: That is our Vel though.
She nods as you make it to the stables. Then head out. Riding to her place, you stop and stable the horses and head in. You walk the 10 minutes or so it takes to get to her compound, realizing if anyone did try to storm the place. They would have to go down a ten foot wide, 10 foot high hallway for 10 minutes to get there. It would be near impossible, and Velencia would have a field day just lighting everything on fire in the hallway. You pause a moment to look around wondering if she doesn’t have things set up for that already… You enter in the better looking hallways, finishings, it becomes wider and the flooring is no longer simple rock. Rawek greets you, then guides you to a smaller room than you expected, but elegant nonetheless. Lady charota and Peenzo are there.

Chance: Nod to the bird.
Chan: good to see you again Rawek
I bow slightly for Lady Charota.
Chan: Lady Charota it is always a pleasure to see you

DMaster: Rawek nods, Charota smiles and nods.
RAW: Same to you Champion, Warlock, good to see you as well.
Khamyra nods to Rawek, knowing your wife still is not fond of him. Lady smiles again and pleasantries were all exchanged. Velencia comes out in a nice dark outfit, walks to you both
VEL: We will have dinner than we need to talk
Khamyra puts her hands on her hips, gives her a look. The two exchange glances.
KHA: Hello to you too, bitch.
Velencia lets out a chuckle and the two exchange hugs. Then the Warlock with another look.
KHA: This couldn’t wait until tomorrow?
The priestess shakes her head, frowns a bit.
VEL: Well, there is a lot to unpack. Doing it half-assed tomorrow did not seem like a prudent thing to do.

Chance: Look around, fake a smile.
Chan: let’s just enjoy the dinner that our Priestess invited us to.

DMaster: DM: Get to use my food chart again! Roasted beef, Toast & Verde Sawse Drizzled, Asparagus. A hidden roll of 19 meaning everyone enjoyed it. You guys finish up, with little conversation and a bit of awkwardness with Charota and Peenzo. Afterwards those two excuse themselves.

Chance: Pat my belly and smile. Watching as the white ones leave before we begin to talk.

DMaster: All of you get up, Rawek meets up with you and heads into the War room. Rawek has a ton of books out, papers strewn about. He jumps on his stool, and sighs looking over everything. Velencia and Rawek talk for a second, she has a book in her hand. They are at a disagreement of sorts, but as usual, Velencia just busts something out much to the head shake of the bird.
VEL: Something that we found. It was the main piece to how we came about to this, conclusion.
Rawek chirps a bit.
RAW: Still unverified. But worthy of discussion.
Velencia rolls her eyes then slides a book to you, upside down.

Chance: Looking down at the book she just slid to me

DMaster: You grab it, flip it and the title hits you like a ton of bricks. “A Chance Encounter”

Chance: Just stare at it with big eyes.

DMaster: VEL: Mean anything to you?
Khamyra was looking around then down at the book
KHA: Holy shit
Her eyes bulge seeing the title.

Chance: Feel my eyes start to well up a bit

DMaster: Velencia seeing your eyes misting up, she nods her head.
VEL: I thought so.
Khamyra is looking at you with a bit of worry, puts her hand on your shoulder.

Chance: After a minute.
Chan: My, (pause) Birth mother, she gave that book to my real mother, Josephine.

DMaster: Velencia’s eyebrow raises. Velencia and Rawek nod to each other
VEL: If you can, just ask your mother how she got the book. Did your birth mother hand it to her directly, or was it, say, just sitting in the bassinet or something.
Looking to Khamyra she nods.
KHA: I told Velencia about your birth mother. I figured she should know.

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: She is my Priestess, so yeah. She should know.

DMaster: A slight smile washes over Velencias face, then quickly goes back to her stoic self.
VEL: Well. Brown eyes also told me of your visit to your birth mothers grave, and I think it was a bit more significant than you realized. I personally didn’t think anything of it until all I dreamed about is this damn book the past two nights
She sighs.

Chance: Just staring at the book still. Not letting go.
Chan: She was also born on the same day as me, her favorite flower is a dahlia, Mom said I have the same eyes as her, brown and haunting…

DMaster: VEL: But, the one part, the most important part… about her

Chance: Looking over at Velencia

DMaster: She looks at you waiting for you to answer

Chance: Clench my jaw, look down again. Face flushes.
Chan: also she died shortly after giving birth to me, I never knew her.
A tear starts down my cheek.
Chan: If. You have a point, Priestess. Can we get to it already?
Say it with a little growl.

DMaster: She gives you a sharp look, then Rawek buts in.
RAW: I don’t think any of us can say we know what you are feeling. But, there is a significance to this discussion, one we can’t ignore.

Chance: Take a deep breath, nod to him.

DMaster: Khamyra already knowing the point of discussion.
KHA: We have it on pretty good authority that she was barren.
Velencia nods and sighs heavily. Khamyra wraps one of her arms around your waist.

Chance: Chan: or so they say.
Looking at myself, then back to them.
Chan: But, here I am!

DMaster: VEL: Yes, there you are. That information did not sit right with me. If she was barren, how? How are you here? But then when we started to really discover that previous Champions couldn’t hold the mantle for even a day…
Glancing over to Rawek.
RAW: (chirp) Something happened on the Isles 20 years ago, and I don’t mean just adultery. Too many things have happened since to pass this off as “just” a coincidence or something.
Khamyra is in deep thought, rubbing her chin

Chance: just give him a look
Chan: Well, what did you come up with, that maybe it was something short of divine?

DMaster: The room grows quiet.
RAW: Yes. Champion. Our idea was that something intervened. Or better yet, someone intervened.
Then blurting out in Velencia fashion.
VEL: Animax is a POS, he wouldn’t have done this, Finster I know wouldn’t, he was just trying to survive at that point.

Chance: Chan: well that leaves one of two other possibilities

DMaster: The two of them glance at each other
RAW: One of two?

Chance: Chan: well, if you think about it the Iron bitch wouldn’t have anything to gain by intervening, not even sure she has the power and if she did, wow, is it backfiring now on her.

DMaster: Velencia chuckles a bit and nods her head.
RAW: Iron, bitch?
VEL: A name that fits, well I might add.
Smile on her face.

Chance: Stand up straight, think of my nightmare, cringe.
Chan: so that leaves us with…
Look at everyone in the room.
Chan: Ikon

DMaster: They again look at each other
VEL: Not sure how he did it, or why for that matter. He might be your mother if he just inserted an egg, or maybe he put in some magic swimmers to that half elf father of yours.

Chance: Realization hitting me.
Chan: So does that mean… I… am an angel?