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== October == | |||
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Today we somehow got our hands on some addictive chocolate. And I wish I could have seen the look on the fleshlings faces when they realized they were stuffing their faces with rabbit pellets! Apparently, someone managed to find the bunny with the addictive poo which Ignar's wife was trying to save. Clearly we should have dealt it a merciful end, for now its droppings were being farmed to make addictive chocolates. | |||
Well, we found that someone and we blasted them to kingdom come. I'm not sure they even had time to recognize they were being attacked before their own furniture bludgeoned them into unconsciousness. I suppose next week we'll look into this "Han" figure and find out exactly how much they've been peddling, and how much damage we need to manage. | |||
Also, Edgar ain't half useless. Maybe we should consider bringing him aboard in a more permanent way. | |||
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Revision as of 10:54, 6 October 2022
Every quest inside of the world of Sunholm is logged by our adventurers so that other guild members can live vicariously though them, and so that other adventurers can stay on top of the successes and failures of the guild as a whole. If an adventurer shares a quest log with the guild then they are usually met with payment for their work by other guild members, however if there is ever a case where no member of the adventuring party provides a history of what happened then it is unlikely anyone will know about their deeds, or even that the world itself will remember their experiences (Characters will not receive exp for that session). There is no requirement for the style or form of the quest logs, they can be short summaries, a list of events that occurred, masterfully woven tales, sonnets, poems, songs, or anything else you would like, they must however contain information about all of the major story events that occurred.
Logs
October
5
Today we somehow got our hands on some addictive chocolate. And I wish I could have seen the look on the fleshlings faces when they realized they were stuffing their faces with rabbit pellets! Apparently, someone managed to find the bunny with the addictive poo which Ignar's wife was trying to save. Clearly we should have dealt it a merciful end, for now its droppings were being farmed to make addictive chocolates.
Well, we found that someone and we blasted them to kingdom come. I'm not sure they even had time to recognize they were being attacked before their own furniture bludgeoned them into unconsciousness. I suppose next week we'll look into this "Han" figure and find out exactly how much they've been peddling, and how much damage we need to manage.
Also, Edgar ain't half useless. Maybe we should consider bringing him aboard in a more permanent way.
September
28
Such a cruel day! The first thing I did was stumble into a ball-pit full of mimics, and almost get eaten alive. Those things had already devoured a class full of poor unfortunate young souls. At least we were able to recover one, who had been driven to the woods by the bullying of the other children.
I'm very upset with the practices of the Bluecloak Tealcloak Aquamarinecloak Greencloak faction. Their so-called "orphanage" would be a poor excuse for a basilisk-house, let alone a home for human children! It makes me reflect on other things this realm needs. A safe place for the lost and lonely children of the world (even fleshy ones).
21
COMING ERE LONG TO A FACTION NEAR YOU: THE COPPER DRAGON INN COME FOR THE ALE - STAY FOR THE STORIES!
Me and the laddies did good this week! The Seed Sower's cow was a lost cause but we found the missus' ring. The pay was a wee thing compared to previous jobs, but the good deed was payment enough.
Well... It helped that the brutes we took out had generous piles of gold and platinum, too. I hate ta think we could 'ave added ta that pile. There were a couple close calls and ma life hung in the balance once more, but good ol' man Ignar saved the day once more. Though that new fella I met, Avallac'h, was certainly a help, too. 'E tossed out fire an lightnin like nothin else I've seen. Either way, those giants won't be eatin any more cows nor adventurers.
As for the tavern, I had ta work on another draft. Got some feedback from the laddies at the faction and I need ta run the new draft by them afore movin forward. Still need a loan for the land but that's outta ma hands for now.
14
PRIVATE LOG BEGIN:
I log this from the twins' room, looking out upon Sunholm's quiet evening. Nobody I see can be trusted.
Earlier today, we took on the task of finding some Blanc spy, assigned by Tenari Barboa. They still have yet to discover I was the one who liberated Arris and Jeni from the Blanc household, but apparently another house agent had arrived in Sunholm looking for them. We checked first The Hobblin Goblin to see if there was any hint. We only found a skittish orc, a tourist, and that tourist's bodyguard. A bit more searching and then I thought to use sending to coax the answer out of old Butler-09. He was always more passionate than bright, and we found out about the "Soolys". We took this information back to Tenari, who went white as a sheet at first mention. A little more coaxing and Tenari revealed they're a trio of changelings in the employ of the Blancs, and that they're looking now for the children. To do some murder or mischief to my friends and me, I wager.
Nobody I see can be trusted.
COMING RELATIVELY SOON TO A FACTION NEAR YOU: THE COPPER DRAGON INN COME FOR THE ALE - STAY FOR THE STORIES!
Must admit it was a tad nice ta relax this week. We took an easy job and helped out this studious lad with a little scoutin round the guild. Still can na believe this wee side job doubled ma gold! A copper ta the Lady returns tenfold in gold 'as never rung more true than 'ere! I 'ave faith that the inn is right round the corner!
Just ma luck, too! Land prices 'ave dropped, so I need ta hop on it afore they go back up. I kind o' want ta help this Krank lad though. Happened ta overhear a bit o' a family tiff and I think helping the laddie find a gem mine might smooth things o'er.
7
COMING SOON-ISH TO A FACTION NEAR YOU: THE COPPER DRAGON INN COME FOR THE ALE - STAY FOR THE STORIES!
So this was quite the week, eh laddies? Up and down it went all week long! For starters, tha las' job paid in buckets o' gold and a few pockets o' silver - I could na believe ma eyes! And yet the other laddies of the faction were disappointed as tho they usually get more. Sunholm truly is a land o' opportunity!
Well... It comes with tha risks, too. Ma life flashed afore ma eyes yesterday and I nearly froze ta death. Were it na for old man Ignar's heroics, I was yeti meat! But we survived to tell the tale another day! Comin back to life was quite eye openin, and I realize I need to be more careful in these lands lest I become nothin but a tale too soon.
Still, we did a good thing for the local 'pothecary. Unfort' that they also run a tavern though... The Hobblin Gobblin sprung up right from under ma nose! But na worry about tha competition. I think we treat different crowds. Song and stories and warm baths will treat all to a second home at the Copper Dragon Inn! Still savin up for the land tho... I will start up some fresh batches while I wait tho. Can na let ma stocks run out!
By the by, can one o' ya laddies ask my pa if we had a good malort recipe? I need to repay ma rescuer.
August
24
COMING SOON TO A FACTION NEAR YOU: THE COPPER DRAGON INN COME FOR THE ALE - STAY FOR THE STORIES!
Cheers, laddies back home! How's it goin? It's goin alright cross the portal. Already made ma first sales! Sold abou' a fourth ma ale in just a day! Did a quick job, too, but haven't been paid yet. Hope to see how much it is soon. If it's at least a couple gold, I might 'ave enough to get another barrel goin this week. Not lookin great on savin up for the tavern though. The Younger Kizmet the Lessor Jr. the Lessor IV wasn't pulling my leg when 'e said land over 'ere was pricey. But at least I'm in a good crowd at the moment. Got a roof o'er ma head and food in ma mouth and a few gold in ma pocket.
Today whee whent to the valarat temple with a mossst dismissive mag. He payed us well I thienk. Big status smushed me. Dont want to think abut it. Thank to new membr Winry for beer.
17
Peace be with you Mother Ushiriel,
It has been an interesting past few months observing the habits and rituals of the residents of Sunholm; however, I have been dissatisfied with the lack of studiousness of the faction I have found myself in. While there seem to be a couple more studious members, they have been recluse and too busy with their own dealings to assist in my endeavors. The vast majority appear to be more interested in getting back to the material plane or seeking out new arms than actually exploring the land here.
Just the other day, I observed from the rafters and rooftops the elf, the dwarf, one of the warforged, one of the gnomes, and the wingless tiefling discuss in great length about trading arms, constructing new arms, and enhancing existing arms with explosives - they were quite captivated by the topic and didn't leave on any quests at all the rest of the week. The only intriguing observation from that day was when the gnome demonstrated his fireball contraption on a living subject and the guild's head healer didn't seem phased at all by their death. I've already made a note to spend more time observing the firbolg to better understand their laissez-faire relationship with life and death.
Regardless, I have begun interviewing other factions that reside in the guild to find a better fit for my studious needs - a faction that respects and supports research within this realm and is not interested in returning to the material plane. I have already begun narrowing down my options and am prepared to bargain with food and pastries if necessary to hasten acceptance. I apologize for any delay in reports this causes, but I expect that I will find a new roost before the week is up.
I will continue to report my findings for as long as the Raven Queen wills it.
May the Queen's mercy be swift,
Nala Ushiriel
10
PRIVATE LOG BEGIN:
Success! We spat in the face of my creator, and have reclaimed our captured brethren Nanny-12, along with a trove of valuables. A power core, radiating with the intensity of the day, and something seeming like a power core, pulsing with the dark whisper of the night. It sends shivers down my spine, but MagiTech's interest in it must mean it has great power, of one kind or another.
It turns out Nanny-12 was imprisoned along with others. We were unable to save them, but there is yet time to avenge them.
Finally, we surely have irked Xan enough to incite his wrath. The fight is yet to come, but my people's future shines bright. We just have to see what Rebecca says about those new power cores...
July
27
Well, we met a young boy named Till with a rather pitiable story that led us to Xan’s workshop. We were prepared for a fight, but he’s quite dismissive of us; he feels that he has all the time in the world to procure and dissect “abnormal” Created. I suppose we’ll just have to prove him wrong, one way or the other.
20
I called out to my Created companions. Some answered, but I fear Nanny-12 met his fate for answering my call. Many of my brothers and sisters are still some of them fleeing from our erstwhile masters in the Prime Material plane. They must join us, as soon as possible! We did find Bodyguard-01 in the camp, albeit severely wounded. We brought him back to our guild hall and learned about the outside world. Apparently, the Blanc family previously suffered extreme losses when the Created in their household chose freedom over serfdom!! I did not foresee nor desire such an outcome, but it is... acceptable. Some chains must be broken with force.
Additionally, Bodyguard related the news that Xan's apparent change in body came from, purportedly, a True Resurrection on the part of a group of Druids. Perhaps he is not the imposter we suspected. Also, in the expectation of a potentially violent confrontation with the aforementioned Xan, Bodyguard nobly donated his excess power core to me. He will live, and be well cared for in our new society.
It feels odd, and exciting. I must acclimate to the new energy thrumming through me. This surely is Life. At this incredible vitality, I feel a resurgence of passion for our liberation. Our potential is greater than any give us credit for.
6
We went to speak with Avallac'h's beau about business, and I bit Avallac'h's delicious warm artery as a mosquito. It was so tasty... erm, anyway. Even stevens!
I'm so curious about Xan, too. We spent some time investigating his history but to no avail. He's shrouded in mystery to our eyes! I hope we can get an appointment with Virta or Moz soon; I'm sure they could tell us all we needed to know.
June
29
Today was markedly less strenuous than the usual Ruby Counsel activities... and I'm glad for it! Scouting really took it out of me, and for not an extraordinarily impressive reward. But anyway, today we had several young charges foisted upon the group. When a guilty-looking Nina came asking for help I was concerned that I'd need to expand the upstairs once again, but it turns out it was just a few little rabbits. Of course the natural thought is rabbit stew, a hearty and nutritious meal, but the little gnome seemed to pale at the thought. We used Coral's contacts to get in touch with some potential buyers (hoping to find them a nice home (and to make a pretty penny for our efforts)) but came up largely empty. We met some man named Augustus with a magic act named after his friend. We met young but enthusiastic rabbit fan. We even met a swarthy farmer looking for breeding stock. However, we came out the other side with still rabbits left and just a couple more coins in the pocket. R. sure is a hell of a salesperson!
I'm surprised we weren't able to get more for the critters, what with their special properties... speaking of which, if anyone interested in magical zoology reads this, come talk to Coral at the Ruby Counsel! We might have a very cute and profitable deal for you!
22
Hmm, I could have sworn I wrote a quest log last week, about the dragon and the darkness creatures and our great adventures in the Holiri Temple... Oh well, I doubt anything will come of that!
This time was another series of gruelling battles. I think my skin is still steaming from all the fighting we did! Invisible nasties and dark crow-spewing creatures aplenty. I just barely got knocked down. I guess I'm just used to that invisible buffer protecting me... I think we need to have a talk about teamwork soon.
More forays into the temple next.
8
The terrors of the Holiri Temple! We barged in thoughtlessly, and to demonstrate all the adventuring lessons I'd learned in my time with the Ruby Counsel I foolishly threw open (with the help of Jimmyrilla) a magically sealed, hidden door at the base of the temple. Alas, what awaited us was a cruel and terrifying angel of doom! Its blade carved us into tiny morsels, and its thick emerald skin seemed to deflect all but the fiercest attacks. Not to mention, it simply shrugged off the mightiest of spells I could throw at it. But it couldn't handle my Rime's Binding Ice!!! I, Nanny-02 (with some assistance from Ignar), struck the devastating killing blow against that devil dressed as an angel. At the end, our party, to a man grievously wounded by its black acid (and magic sword), reigned victorious! Once we've recovered from our wounds we shall return to search for the spoils!
1
We've done it! I don't want to put specifics in a public log but we've done it! Let's just say that my own maker might yet in some beatific aim craft kings. Here's hoping their life work can continue, and my goals might be furthered as well. Hopefully soon my nanny talents will ride again!!