Adventurer's Guild Adventurer's Guild - OOC Room

[GDLiZy]

What could possibly go wrong?

You'll see soon enough. If lucky, maybe Vicious would get to help Luna to suffer!

 

[Leegood]

Feel free to join in if you wanted your OC to get some suffering and pain. This will be hell, literally, of a ride.

Possible life threatening journey where Leti might get a power up and she gets to adventure with somebody?

 

[Nahrenne]

@Nahrenne Why are the rewards for the Fuyu Machi a lot higher than Spire Reef? Shouldn't it be the other way around? Spire Reef is more dangerous to traverse and come back than Fuyu Machi. At least as of now.

I thought that we were intending on having Fuyu Machi becoming a D-rank to C-rank location?
Was I wrong?

The other reason is because there's no fully established guild or merchant presence there and because it's a brand new exotic place to Eugene so he's desperate to see what he imagines is a much more beautiful place than Spire Reef.
I mean, mountains, beastmen and shrine maidens - what's not to be excited about seeing when you have lived in a predominantly human inhabited city surrounded by plains?
Plus, pirates and ruffians are likely to not look as pretty, either.
'-'
I mean...do you expect pirates to keep up with their personal hygiene and appearances?
'-'

I can change the rewards if you have a better suggestion for the various painting quests.
I just thought that I shouldn't make the gold reward too high since prices got revamped for quest rewards and I don't understand the formula provided...
orz

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[Vanus]

I thought that we were intending on having Fuyu Machi becoming a D-rank to C-rank location?
Was I wrong?

The other reason is because there's no fully established guild or merchant presence there and because it's a brand new exotic place to Eugene so he's desperate to see what he imagines is a much more beautiful place than Spire Reef.
I mean, mountains, beastmen and shrine maidens - what's not to be excited about seeing when you have lived in a predominantly human inhabited city surrounded by plains?
Plus, pirates and ruffians are likely to not look as pretty, either.
'-'
I mean...do you expect pirates to keep up with their personal hygiene and appearances?
'-'

I can change the rewards if you have a better suggestion for the various painting quests.
I just thought that I shouldn't make the gold reward too high since prices got revamped for quest rewards and I don't understand the formula provided...
orz

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Fuyu Machi is currently level 1 area from it's appearances and everything about it so any knowledge we have would be low. Plus oceans are the best sceneries~

 

[Nahrenne]

Fuyu Machi is currently level 1 area from it's appearances and everything about it so any knowledge we have would be low. Plus oceans are the best sceneries~

You clearly haven't seen Port Talbot in Wales, then.
'-'

X

 

[Leegood]

Well as per request.... Here it is!... The prologue for her farewell!!... Lol joke!!... Or I'm I?

Previously!!!

Her Encounter part 1 (Close Series)

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somewhere out in the far North side of Scrible city.


Traveling within the darkness of the night, the sun has long already left the sky, leaving the world in the caring hands of the cold dark night. She travelled in a far distance of the northern direction towards a place in the middle of nowhere. Rushing in great cautiousness, as hatred & nervousness ruled her entire being, as she gets close to that certain location.

There is not a single light visible, the night sky is covered by ominous black clouds. As if a heavy rain from above, shall fall anytime soon.

Strong cold wind blows throughout the horizon from the surrounding distance mountains...... As a little black haired girl is standing all alone in this vast grassland in the middle of darkness.

She is looking up ahead the grassland motionlessly, steadily, seriously. Having not a single ounce of emotion reflected in her face, yet Her bright red eyes burns in great ferocity.

A second, A minutes, perhaps an Hour have past... Until finally a person became visible in the dark. Making the little girl very agitated just by its mere silhouette.

Despite the constant cold winds that keep blowing stronger & stronger, as time pass making this already cold night even more colder.

The night wind did nothing to calm the little girl who sweat's continuesly despite the coldness, as she watches the silhouette in front of her, became closer in each steps. Steps that she felt like echoing in hear ears, as her dread grows stronger.

Finally, the silhouette became close enough for anyone to see the individual details and make out what the person appearance is.

A Female, wearing a conservative pure black dress, entirely covering her ample body that achieved the golden ratio. As her pale golden hair reaches her voluminous waist. & Yet despite the female shattering beauty, haft of her face is covered by a metallic mask, Hiding her Eyes denying the world to witness her at her full glory.

An image of complete contrasts to the little girl standing in front of the lady.

Yes... The silhouette in the middle of the night, came from such personage. That anyone who may witness her will be charmed & be brought to their knees, her aura brings reassurance, peace, love, calmness & holiness, even within this darkness were she currently stands... Her mere presence Deny the cold darkness around her.

And Yet,...for the little girl... For Reciful, the appearance of the woman in front of her, is the image personified Dread & Despair. Reciful heart falls in deep fear. As she felt her entire body became numb, she can't move out of nervousness & extreme Fear.


Yet...


Even so Reciful manage to gather some strength to let at least her voice out, despite all of that by the sheer will of her hellish wrath she holds within.


Reciful saids



"..why... Why are you here..... God--"







OCC: to be continued~....and so the countdown for Reciful's Death begins In 3!!..2!...---!

Well.... If anyone is reading this anyway~ XD looooool! Ahahaha

 

[Vanus]

You clearly haven't seen Port Talbot in Wales, then.
'-'

X

Have you seen a paiting of the ramshackle jetty in the storm before?

 

[Nahrenne]

Have you seen a paiting of the ramshackle jetty in the storm before?

*doesn't know what a paiting is*
'-'

No?


Anyway, the other reasons I gave still stand, plus no one has given an suggestions for better G rewards.
'-'

 

[GDLiZy]

Possible life threatening journey where Leti might get a power up and she gets to adventure with somebody?

If it's just life-threatening then that wouldn't be my work... Too easy...

 

[Leegood]

If it's just life-threatening then that wouldn't be my work... Too easy...

Plot armor for leti then~

 

[GDLiZy]

Plot armor for leti then~

... You really wanted to come? Or just play? Because if you wanted then I'll have to find some reason for Luna to take her.

 

[Leegood]

... You really wanted to come? Or just play? Because if you wanted then I'll have to find some reason for Luna to take her.

o.o) I mean sure if you want to, If it feels like a bother Leti would just go back to being a background character again.

 

[Bochi]

... You really wanted to come? Or just play? Because if you wanted then I'll have to find some reason for Luna to take her.

All aboard for Miss Luna's Wild Ride

 

[GDLiZy]

o.o) I mean sure if you want to, If it feels like a bother Leti would just go back to being a background character again.

She can come but she’ll be sort of background character to distract the Court then.

So that she wouldn’t have to experience the cruelty of the world~ Letianna probably wouldn’t want to see her teacher going crazy, right?

 

[Leegood]

She can come but she’ll be sort of background character to distract the Court then.

So that she wouldn’t have to experience the cruelty of the world~ Letianna probably wouldn’t want to see her teacher going crazy, right?

Un~ that's alright~
*leti pours tea for some rich person*
Rich person: "Wow this tea tastes great."
*gets so distracted with the tea everyone forgets about luna*

 

[Nahrenne]

Un~ that's alright~
*leti pours tea for some rich person*
Rich person: "Wow this tea tastes great."
*gets so distracted with the tea everyone forgets about luna*

*watches a fat nobleman come over to Leti while drooling at her young body*
"Hey, little girl~ Want some easy work for lots of rewards~?" He asks while licking his lips.

X

 

[Leegood]

*watches a fat nobleman come over to Leti while drooling at her young body*
"Hey, little girl~ Want some easy work for lots of rewards~?" He asks while licking his lips.

X

"No little girl, I have more treasures." another nobleman of equal standing appeared.
"No I do!" The fat nobleman argued back
*they beat each other up to unconsciousness*

 

[Nahrenne]

"No little girl, I have more treasures." another nobleman of equal standing appeared.
"No I do!" The fat nobleman argued back
*they beat each other up to unconsciousness*

Poor fat nobleman...he just wanted an enthusiastic tea pour-er...
QwQ

X

 

[Vanus]

Quest Report - Not Yet Appraised

Report - Solet' Luna
"Solet' Luna?" Eugene spoke as he frowned, looking over at me. After all, a strong E-ranked would almost always take note of their fellow adventurers.

The news of me being the Slivery Witch would have already come back to here, making the others looked at me in a strange way when they saw me. The blood in my hands was thick, and even more so when the pirates and witches exaggerated my rumours.

Slaughtering the entire fleet because they dared to look at me with their lustful gaze? Single-handedly froze a part of the Black Sea? Killing an entire crew? Well, the last one was real, but that didn't mean that the former two was legit. I wouldn't be here doing this quest if I could really do something like that.

"Let us get this over with." Without any hesitation, I channelled my Ice Magic and began to solidify the air around me. A cold, white mist formed around me, and spread across the arena, making its way to Eugene.

The man chanted something, and speck of lightning flashed past his figure, moving towards my direction. However, once the lightning entered my domain of fog, its direction twisted and turned, moving strangely before finally missing its target.

My domain of fog was under my precise control over Mana, and I could manipulate them so that the lightning would follow my desired direction. As a result, any magic-users that lacked control over their fired spells would never be able to fight against me. Of course, there were exceptions, like those that attack in the area of effect, or too fast and too exotic for me to comprehend their trajectory.

His hand continued to move, despite the previous failed attempt. This was the quality of the magic-user, the pursuers of truth. No matter how they failed, they would never give up, and continued to relentlessly grind their way to their peak. Although Eugene was a little silly to issue a challenge to something as petty as this, deep down, he just wanted to test his skills and pride.

A shiny geometrical shape floated above his head, creating and shooting out lightning continuously. he tried many different tactics, including manually controlling his lightning spells. However, his power paled in comparison to my mastery, which reigned supreme over the domain of fog.

In the end, he conceded as his Mana was running out, and he hadn't been able to move me even once.

"Great Magic-User, please, show me the extent of your power." His voice, although tired and soft, carried a hint of unyielding determination. it reminded me of myself.

"Watch carefully—" My sentence echoed around the fog as they span around me, forming a gigantic whirlpool that disrupted everything within the diameter of the arena.

The sky dimmed as rain manifested and fell around Eugene, creating cold winds and icy snowflakes. Little by little, the aged bricks and building turned bluish in shade, and icicles emerged from the solidified air, forming a frozen maze that trapped Eugene within its majesty.

"Ah— So close, yet so far away..." Overwhelmed and impressed by the display, Eugene finally let go and fainted due to his excessive usage of Mana.

After carrying him up to rest properly, I went to report this completion. I never bothered to humiliate him, as a respect to his determination as a fellow magic-user.

Spoiler: Accidents Happen

It was a rather fine night, and Vicious was taking a walk around Scribel city. Okay, to be honest it was around two in the morning according to her body clock and the city was mostly asleep save the night guards, but she'd decided to get some night air, and passed by the gates earlier to wave hello to the lookouts on duty. She even walked a couple of streets with two of the patrolling guards, engaging in superficial conversation, before splitting up at a junction.

She'd then visited the slums to check up on a few acquaintances, but there was one more objective; she'd checked with some of her homeless contacts regarding a boy with orange-coloured eyes, following what Felicia had told her in a tavern conversation a few days prior. They came up empty, but Vicious was not disappointed and bade farewell after dropping off some things for the kids. She then hummed quietly as she continued with her walk.

At some point, she turned into a sector of the city which she'd never been to before, and her ears picked up on a faint scratching sound. It didn't sound like a stray animal, so she followed the noise and came to a rather large house. Hanging onto one side like a koala bear was a man dressed all in black, a bandanna pulled over his head.

She watched, somewhat bemused, as the man tried to find purchase on the brickwork in order to climb up and reach the window. Which was closed. He was fiddling with it, not really paying attention to his surroundings, so the amused Liberi spoke in a low and even tone, as if she'd met someone taking their pet out for a walk.

"Forgot your keys?"

She didn't think she'd deliberately tried to scare him, but the man lost his grip on the brick instantly and fell onto the ground. He laid there for a few moments, blinking, before jumping back onto his feet. Idly, she noted the thin, bent piece of metal wire in his hand, the way the black-attired man was glaring at her, and Vicious nodded. It started to make sense now.

"Ah. Up to no good, are we? So who's the unfortunate victim being mugged tonight?"

The words seemed to have poked a sore spot for the man. He growled, but not so loudly as to wake the neighbourhood.

"Victim? I'm the victim here! If it were not for him, I would have been living the good life!"

Vicious raised an eyebrow. She'd noticed the man's bloodshot eyes under the faint moonlight.

"Ah, so it's a grudge. Well, have fun then. See you."

She'd turned to leave, taking three steps before ducking down. The bo passed over her head harmlessly. Sighing, she turned back to look at the man, who was now in a fighting stance.

"I can't let you leave, now that you've seen me."

"You should really think twice, you know. I won't bother you if you don't bother me."

Saying thus, she sidestepped another strike. The mysterious man growled as he leapt forward, still talking.

"You'll warn the guards! I know you will! That's all bitches like you know to do! Find the richer bastard, then hide behind them!"

"'Scuse me?"

Vicious frowned, but the man continued, giving a coarse laugh.

"I won't give you the chance, you filthy bitch! You'll come home with me today!"

He brought the striking end of the wooden staff down at Vicious with all the force he could muster---

"You should mind really your words. A loose mouth brings much disaster."

*Crack*

The upper half of the bo fell onto the ground, rolling away slowly. What remained was in the hands of the man, trembling as he brought the broken bo closer to his face to examine it.

"What---"

Then she closed the distance in two steps and her knee found him right in the family jewels at the same time her palm caught him in the temple. The man dropped like a sack of bricks.

"Alright, now it's off to the guards with you...Hmm...?"

Whilst digging through the unconscious man's personal effects, she found some forms of identification on his person. The Liberi racked her brain, trying to remember the requests posted on the board, before going through all of them again just to double check.

"David Fralden...if memory serves, there was a request for this guy, wasn't there? Hmm. Well, I'll go and check. If there isn't, he's going to the guards. If there is...well, he's going to the guards anyway. Assault is a crime after all."

Saying thus she tied him up, left him there, and popped over to the guild.

*****​

There would be a small commotion in the city's markets the next morning. Apparently, the first few stall owners to arrive had discovered---none too delightedly, one might add---that a man had been left tied securely to a tree's trunk wearing nothing but bound ropes and a loincloth. There was a piece of paper nailed into the wood next to him, along with his clothing fluttering in the early breeze.

He was still sneezing in the morning chill and shivering when the a few of the guards on the morning shift arrived to get him down, with a sizeable small crowd looking on, and even when he was finally freed the man stayed sitting on the floor which he'd immediately collapsed onto, rubbing his wrists and ankles which were still sore from being bound for so long. One of the guards was reading the piece of paper ripped off the tree trunk.

"Bring him back. We'll sort this out back in the barracks."

According to the paper, he had attempted to break into a house, which would later be identified as the house of a certain Julrik, and attacked a passer by who witnessed the act. The paper was signed with nothing except the initials V.

Far away, sitting on a rooftop and observing the event with a smile on her face was Vicious, flipping David Fralden's adventurer identification card in her hands. She'd need it to turn in her report, after all.

Alias wanted to know more about this mysterious Guild Master. From the rumours he's heard, the Guild Master is a very lazy and but overworked being, often dumping his paperwork on fellow guild workers or sometimes adventurers. There were even some saying that the Guild Master has eyes all around the city, but was too lazy to do anything about it.

As he was pondering about a reason to stalk shadow the Guild Master, he noticed a quest.

Painting a picture of the Guild Master. Seems like a good enough excuse.

Spoiler: Alia's Quest Report

Finding and Painting the Guild Master was not an easy task. Due to the Guild Master's nature of randomly popping up from random places like out of the floorboard or from a loose ceiling tile, it was very hard to track him. To track him down Alias needed to go to the most likely places he'd be.The places where office work gets done came to mind as they were all places where the Guild Master could easily pawn his work onto others.

Alias decided to loiter around one of those areas, with permission of course. After an hour, there was no sign of the Guild Master. I tried another office, but I couldn't find him. Alias tried the tavern, but I couldn't find him there either. He began to lose hope. However; there was something I could do. A last ditch effort to draw out the Guild Master.

"Hey @GM if you let me shadow you, I'll do all your paperwork for a month.", Alias yelled.
"No take backs.", a voice quickly responded.
Emerging from a nearby sewer grate was a boy with extremely short with a pair of cute curly horns and long ears.
"We've got work to do.", the Guild Master said as he pulled Alias by the hand and dragged him.

It seems that the rumours were true about the Guild Master. He was constantly working, travelling all around Scribel: solving disputes, negotiating with the merchant's guild, and reading all the quest reports. Just from the travelling alone, Alias was deadbeat tired. He was sitting in the corner of an office, and watching the GM happily distribute his workload onto the workers. Suddenly, he remembered the quest. He quickly got out a canvas, some painting tools, and was ready to paint the Guild Master, but he disappeared.

"Painting's going to cost extra. 2 months of paperwork should do.", whispered the Guild Master who suddenly appeared behind Alias.

"AIYA.", Alias screamed.

"Okay I get it, 2 months. Since I'm now painting you, can you get in a pose?"

"Nope", the Guild Master quickly responded.

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Eventually, Alias finished the painting even-though the Guild Master kept moving locations. It wasn't that accurate since he had to use bits of his memory and imagination to create the pose, but it turned out nicely.

He had covered the painting with a blanket, and carried it to Lord Eugene Rosenthal's House. It was in the wealthier district of Scribel. His house was covered in expensive decorations, there was even a water fountain in his house's front garden. He rapped the door, and was greeted by a man in an expensive suit.

A Butler.

"Hello, how may I be of service to you.", the man asked.

"I'm here to deliver this painting for the quest.", Alias responded.

"Ah yes, Lord Eugene's request. Master's a bit busy right now, so please come in and have a seat."

"Oh. Thank you."

Alias was lead through a number of hallways, decorated with various paintings, and trinkets. They all looked very expensive. Eventually he was lead to the living room, and took a seat on a nearby leather couch.

"Can I get you some tea while you wait?", the man asked.

"No thank you."

"Alright. I'll go tell master that you're here."

"Thank you."

Alias was uncomfortable with most of this formal speak, but he'd have to get used to it sooner or later. After-all a private investigator was more likely to get hired by the upper class.

"Why hello there young man.", a loud voice boomed.

A blonde haired man came walking in followed by the butler from before, and sat on the couch opposite to Alias.

"I am Lord Eugene of the Rosenthal house, and you are?"

"I am Alias. An adventurer."

"Nice to meet you Alias, Bertram tells me you have a painting for me."

"Yes, I do. It's of the Guild Master."

"May I see it?", Eugene enthusiastically asked.

"Yes you may.", Alias said, as he took the cloth off of the painting.

Spoiler: Painting of the GM

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"It looks good. Consider this request finished", Eugene commented.

"Thank you."

"Bertram, escort the young man out of here."

"If you will follow me sir."

I quickly left the house afterwards.

When I returned to the Adventurer's Guild to file my report, I was pushed into the offices and sat into a chair and desk.

The GM then appeared with a mountain of paperwork and promptly dropped it all on the table in front of me.

"Have Fun~", the GM said.

Nah are you going to go through these reports? They are under a character of yours and basically need his sign off really?

 

[Drevart]

@AliceShiki, does nene sell good luck charm for exam?

I will need one too I guess >.>