Grunt G'daraka
Timestamp: Brightening 4 of Junctior of the Tenth Year in the Age of the
Darkening
Ooc: I am time-stamping this if that is all right. Also, this is my first
time time-stamping. Any hints, tips, etc. would be greatly appreciated.
IC: Grunt had heard rumors of the Stone Guard. Everything about the Guard
appealed to him; the adventuring, the fighting, the helping…especially the
pay, training and living quarters. Now that he was looking at the building
he began to have some doubts. The place was very dull and was even in need
of some sizable repairs.
Grunt did not let that stop him and walked through the large front doors.
The inside was not much better than the outside. Still, that did not matter
to Grunt. He wants a job. He needs money and training. Where is a better
place than here?
Grunt looks around and calls, ”Hello!? Anyone here?”
ooc: Timestamp and Guard interior updated.
While waiting for a response, Grunt observed the room closer. It actually
did not look that rundown. In fact some places looked newly repaired. Albeit
the repair job was not that well done, as if it was mostly painted over instead
of repaired. But yet, it had a very nice feel to it. A feeling that said
'home'.
Vyoma
ooc: Pardon me for tagging along, Grunt. :D I like this type of time-stamping.
Do choose your own style.
Late Hour on Brightening 4 of Junctior,
Season Autumn of Era I of the Celestine Mandate (Current Pattern)
Era X Post Fractum in the Age of the Darkening, the Mageocracy of Julos the
Mad
Paradigm: Mystique Threatens Rebellious Frigid River
Vyoma was returning from the Dagger Gaude Tattoo Parlour when he saw the
dwarf. It was a hard day working at the parlour for no evident reason even
though he worked for not full hours. He also followed the dwarf for no evident
reason. He had heard that elves and dwarves do not go well together. But
oddly, that prejudice did not seem to effect him. He saw this sort of unclean
looking dwarf just as another being, another entity in existence.
As he followed he saw that he was going towards an unexplored area. But Vyoma
did know where he was going. That was the reason why he hesitated not even
for a moment when he saw the dwarf enter the Stone Gaurd Mercenary Guild
Headquarters. He had heard of this guild as a one with no alignment and that
which completed the job given to it. It entertained no discrimination among
its members based on the race they belonged to. The members were ranked on
the basis of only the tasks they did for the guild. He liked the concept.
As it had crossed his mind earlier to become a spell caster and a druid he
could not point out why he had to join this guild. The closer he came to
the guild, his determination to join it grew strong.
Vyoma entered the guild, right after the dwarf walked past hte large front
doors. He heard the dwarf call out for someone. He did not know if the dwarf
had come here to join or not. But he had now made himself seen in the guild
just to join. He really did not know what the Stone Gaurd Guild required
from its recurits in terms of skill sets. All he was doing these days was
practicing basic tattooing, learning it from Ben the Ratta. Vyoma too called
out once, "Anyone here? I need to know about the guild...", he then turned
to the dwarf and in a much lower voice, "You seem to be new to Medonia. Did
you come here to join the Guild?"
Epicurus D. Vampyler
OOC: Grunt: It was a very good effort on the time stamping, a lot better
than most people do on their first time. Though you will notice at the top
of the boards that the current season is autumn, not winter. Welcome aboard
friend! I am also a Player Advisor so if you have any other questions please
feel free to send me a PM. If you do change your Timestamp to the current
season then you may consider the Guildhall to be painted up nicely and furnished.
I’m going to steal Vyoma’s timestamp, let us know if that timestamp works
for you.
OOC: Rufus, Quix, Everyone: I will soon be posting a meeting thread; everyone
interested please post there. It will be time stamped of course for the current
season. I am going to deduct a calculated amount of crowns to have the inside
of the guild furnished, and assume it has been painted with the assistance
of you both. Please add fifty crowns to your stash and that will be deducted
from my personal crowns. I know it would have been a blast to role-play out
sweeping, painting and moving furniture, but I think we will just pass on
that and assume we finished. Again, the cost of this all will be deducted
from my crowns. (A little info for any GMs that may pop in :). I will also
revise the first post to show that the guildhall is now in decent shape.
IC:
Timestamp: Late Hour on Brightening 4 of Junctior,
Season Autumn of Era I of the Celestine Mandate (Current Pattern)
Era X Post Fractum in the Age of the Darkening, the Mageocracy of Julos the
Mad
Paradigm: Mystique Threatens Rebellious Frigid River
Epic had been at the guildhall for quite a few hours now and was growing
tired from the writing and paperwork that had to be done. The guild meeting
was going to be in two hours and he wanted to make sure that he had all the
information that he needed. Filing away the last paper Epic heard some voices
come from the hall, walking out his office door Epic gave a slight stretch
as he gave the two individuals a nod. It looked as though they were potential
recruits, this was good, and the guild was progressing faster than he had
thought it would.
”Serale gentlemen, my name is Epicurus Vampyler, Constable of the City of
Medonia and Guild Master of the Stone Guard. What is it that I can do for
you today?”
There was a meeting for the guild tonight so Epic had to be dressed in his
finest, a true leader had to set an example for his men. The only real pair
of clothes that Epic owned just happen to be very nice ones, a white tunic
that was covered by a large well made hooded cloak that he seemed to always
wear no matter what the weather. At his side was a sheathed longsword, the
weapon that never left Epic’s side. He was a warrior as well as a leader
and knew the importance of being well equipped, especially with the position
he held within the city. Being a law man for Medonia by day and a guild master
by night had Epic looking very tired this brightening, none-the-less, he
made the effort to look like he was enjoying himself.
Making his way over to the newcomers Epic put out his hand in greeting. Just
like in the old days it looked as though the Stone Guard was going to be
a very diverse group, making the guild that much more powerful. The two had
picked a good day to come see him; they would have an immediate chance to
get involved with the guild due to tonight’s meeting. Perhaps they would
even nail a job on their very first day as member of the Stone Guard.
Grunt G'daraka
Ooc: Thank you, I’ll steal yours if you don’t mind
Late Hour on Brightening 4 of Junctior,
Season Autumn of Era I of the Celestine Mandate (Current Pattern)
Era X Post Fractum in the Age of the Darkening, the Mageocracy of Julos the
Mad
Paradigm: Mystique Threatens Rebellious Frigid River
Vyoma
Grunt jumped when he heard a second voice call from right behind him. He
slowly turned around to a towering elf standing virtually on his heels. This
startled him so that he steped away and began looking for a way to defend
himself. The elf’s question allayed some of his fears, but he still was skeptical
of this overly friendly looking elf and extremely annoyed.
”Yes, elf!! That is why I am here. Did you come to join as well or did something
else SNEAK up on you and bring you here!?” If the elf could sneak up on him
here how long had he been following him? THE GUARD?! Grunt got past the gate
guard without a visa! “This is great!” Grunt thought. “What do I do? What
do I do? Maybe…I have begged for most of my life, I guess I shall keep begging
now.” Grunt looked up at the elf.
”My apologies kind elf. You startled me when you spoke. About that visa,
I am sorry. I know I am supposed to have one, but when I was young I was
abandoned on the streets. I have been begging and roaming from city to city
until recently. I had begun to hate that kind of life and wanted to start
a new one. I took on the name G'daraka, which means in the Dwarven tongue,
“new dwarf.” No dwarf would ever say that to anyone who is not a Dwarf let
alone an Elf, but I tell you. Since taking on that name I have learned to
speak properly, read and even write. While learning I ran across an article
about the Stone Guard. So, here I am to join the Stone Guard, and begin my
first job. Please do not arrest me! Please! Please…
By the end Grunt could no longer control himself and tears began slowly trickling
through his beard and onto the floor.
Grunt G'daraka
Ooc: Thank you! I will timestamp it for Autumn. Appologies for the double
post.
Late Hour on Brightening 4 of Junctior,
Season Autumn of Era I of the Celestine Mandate (Current Pattern)
Era X Post Fractum in the Age of the Darkening, the Mageocracy of Julos the
Mad
Paradigm: Mystique Threatens Rebellious Frigid River
Epic
IC: On hearing Epicurus’ voice, Grunt straightened himself up and does his
best to dry his eyes. Turning he sees a very finely dressed human. Everything
about him, from his manner to his clothing speak to him being the leader
of the Guard. Grunt glances at the elf, then quickly walks to Epic and firmly
grasps his hand. While shaking it he says, ”Serale Constable Vampyler! My
name is Grunt G'daraka. I heard about the Stone Guard while in Arakmat. I
have come to join.” Completely ignoring the elf, Grunt waits for Epic’s response.
Vyoma
OOC: Steal the time stamp as you like fellows!
The dwarf's reaction did make Vyoma rethink of his actions. He did not know
that this would result in such a blunder. And over that this dwarf thought
that he was a Gaurd who had been following him. He still had to develop a
lot on his social skills. The dwarf then straightened himself and to examine
the reason he saw that someone of prominence had come to their calls. Before
anything he had to put the dwarf out of misery. He lowered his torso a bit
and then wispered in his ears, "Do not worry, short one. I am not a dwarf
and no one found about your transgression."
Vyoma looked up at Epicurus Vampyler. He was impressed by the way the man
dressed. The humans did sometimes show the intricacies of the elves.
What an irony! A human has more social intricacies than an elf.
Vyoma tuned his vocal chords to one of the confident ones. "Serale Con...
eh... Guild Master." Epicus Vampyler is a Guild Master at this moment, use
the proper title! "Guild Master Vampyler. I am Vyoma. I live in this city
that you protect and work at the Dagger Gaude Tattoo parlor, as part time
clerk. I am learning some basic tattooing. I do not know how that would help
the guild, but I do have inclination of joining the guild. I have heard that
the guild has no alignment. But then what kind of jobs the guild does. Who
are its clients, if I may ask?
Vyoma took a deep breath before he thought he would continue. Then he refrained
from continuing his words. He felt he had already asked a bit more and it
would be considered rude to utter a word more.
Grunt G'daraka
OOC: Epic, I updated the post to see the place newly finished. I hope that's
a good way to fix that. If not, I'll change it.
While waiting on Epic to respond the elf leaned over and whispered in his
ear. This began Grunt thinking, “Is he trying to be soothing? I bloody well
know that he is no Dwarf! He is a bloody Elf! No one found out about my transgression?
Am I supposed to believe that?” While his thoughts are desperately dwelling
on that he began to hear bits of Vyoma’s introduction.
“What? A tattoo clerk? If that’s true, I…I…oh no!” Grunt is thinking when
his confession appeared in his thoughts. “What have I done?” His whole body
began to sag before he caught himself and looked back at Epic with as much
confidence as he could muster.
Epicurus D. Vampyler
Epic realized that he may not been heard as he watched the very lively dwarf
give his performance. This was probably the first time that Epic had ever
seen a dwarf cry, it was a very interesting sight. The way the dwarf acted
almost made Epic want to laugh, not because the poor creature was crying
but because he seemed so frantic and guilty. The dwarf seemed hysterical
about not having a Visa and was apologizing to what he thought was a guard,
which Epic knew was defiantly not. If the elf the dwarf was speaking to was
part of the Medonian Guard then Epic, being constable, would know who he
was. Epic waited quietly for the dwarf to calm down and acknowledge Epic’s
presence.
In the Stone Guard’s past it had been host to many dwarven members, all who
seemed to make Epic laugh no matter how serious a situation was. Dwarves
made a great addition to the Stone Guard for they were never afraid to take
even the most seemingly impossible jobs, and they would do so with a grin
on their face. This dwarf on the other hand may prove to be quite different,
not in the way of making Epic laugh cause he had already proven his worth
there, but in the way he seemed so sensitive. Epic had known many dwarves
who would have looked upon it with great disgust and dishonor, Epic was very
curious to learn more about this one. Epic approached the dwarf and put his
hand out in greeting, even though he knew that he should take the dwarf down
to the Guard Headquarters for entering the city without a Visa. Epic was
not on duty now, besides, this dwarf seemed as though he had been through
a lot and the last thing he needed was trouble so Epic dismissed the thought.
”It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. G’daraka, welcome to the Stone Guard Mercenary
Guild. I do hope that I can persuade you to join our fine establishment,
though from the travel you have taken to get here I do not think that should
be to hard.” Epic gave a respectable bow to the dwarf after shaking hands
and turned his attention over to the elf.
It pleased Epic to see Grunt and the elf treating each other with respect,
it was known that most dwarves and elves did not get along very well. The
Stone Guard was a place where races could leave their differences behind
them, a place where personal opinions where more than welcome as long as
they were not an attack on any ones ancestry. The situation was made a lot
easier to handle if the members simply did not have such racial grudges;
they were after all going to have to learn to work with one another either
way. Epic put his hand out to the elf in greeting wondering if this one had
any opinions about part breeds, Epic being a quarter elf himself.
”It is a pleasure to meet you as well Vyoma, you have some very important
questions I see. It is always a good trait to know what you are getting into
before you join.” Epic gave the elf the same respectful bow that he gave
the dwarf before he answered the questions. “To name all of the Stone Guard’s
clients would be next to impossible seeing as it could be just about anyone.
In the past we have been hired by commoners, cities and even provinces to
complete a variety of jobs. Just because we are a mercenary guild does not
mean that we have to run off and fight all the time, unless of course that
is what you wish to do. The members of the guild are free to take whatever
jobs they wish, no one would ever be forced to take a job that they do not
want to participate in. Jobs will be based on a first come first serve basis,
I will post the jobs on the bulletin board you see over there.” Epic pointed
over to the far wall where various papers where posted. “There you will also
find information on our rules and regulations, I suggest checking there regularly
if you decide to join us. I do hope that somewhat answered your questions
Vyoma.”
Motioning for the two to follow him Epic led them into his office located
in the back corner of the guildhall. The inside of the office was not maroon
as the rest of the hall but a dark brown, it still had the same warm and
welcoming feel to it though that the main hall did. In the middle of the
small office was a desk that had a quill, ink and a few papers on it. Epic
made his way to the other side of the desk and sat down, he then motioned
for the two to sit at the two chairs that were in front. Epic fished through
the papers on the desk and found what he was looking for sliding a parchment
in front of the potential recruits. Running his fingers through his hair
in thought Epic spoke to the two.
”If you don’t have any other question then please fill this out, it is just
the standard recruitment sign up for my records. If you do have more questions
however, please go ahead, if not then please fill the paper out the best
you can putting “recruit” under your rank. This is only a temporary title,
once you prove yourself to the guild by completing a job then you will gain
the standard rank of Stone Guard. ”
OOC: If you decide that you want to sign up for the guild please go the Stone
Guard Mercenary Guild Boards located in the faction section. The form that
I gave you IC is located in the current members section. Please fill out
that information and post it only once in that thread, once you gain ranks
or when your skills change please simply edit your initial post. It is not
necessary to post the information in this thread. Thanks!
Grunt G'daraka
Now that Grunt had a little time to calm himself down and bring himself back
from the brink of utter despair he was able to listen to what Epic was saying.
Listening and thinking he confidently followed Epic and the elf into the
office.
The office continued to generate that warm feeling Grunt felt in the main
hall. Grunt felt at home here, a feeling he last felt before he was abandoned
many, many brightenings ago. Also everything Epic said made the decision
definite. Grunt knew that this was the right choice. Here in the Stone Guard
he will do well. There was no doubt about it; he will join the Guard.
Grunt carefully filled out his paper and handed it to Epic. ”How soon until
we get our first job? Oh, and where will we be staying?” Grunt looks over
at the Vyoma. Hoping for some time to talk with him later he thought, ‘I
still need to clear up a few things with that elf. Especially that situation
that occurred back in the main hall.’
Vyoma
Vyoma realized that the Guild Master was having fun and amusement out of
the actions of the dwarf. How could anyone belittle anyone else just because
he was a dwarf? Was all that he had heard of the Stone Gaurd wrong? Did they
not belive that all races were the same? It was not that he was deriving
pleasure out of the actions of the dwarf, G'daraka, but out of the situations
and actions of the person. It would not have mattered if G'daraka was a elf
or a dwarf.
Then he came to realize that G'daraka was offended no matter what he did.
The seeds of prejudice were sown deep within their hearts and only the unbiased
could feel the warmth of true friendship. Vyoma could not figure out what
he could do. He could feel the thickness in the air as he accompanied the
other two into Epic's office.
The facts the Guild Master told them about the Stone Guard Mercenary Guild
made his decision of joining the guild strong. It was as hard now as the
amber that would harden from the sap out of a tree over ages. Vyoma took
the quill and dipped it in the ink. He filled the parchment with confident
strokes and as he did he listened to the queries of the dwarf.
Where would the dwarf stay?
It was not a problem for him as he had already acquired a deed for a 3-room
house in the Frailegroove district. He still wondered if the Guild had quarters
for its members. He really doubted that. He let the dwarf complete the queries,
lest he gets more offended, and then he added, "Does the guild not have any
quarters?" , he then turned to the dwarf, "I do not know how to put this
so that you do not feel offended. I know you are a dwarf and I am an elf.
I cannot help that neither can you. Nor can we help as to what our forefathers
did. But I tell you, just as one entity of this dimension would tell another,
if it is a roof over your head that you are worried about, I do not think
it could be a problem. I do have a three roomed shack here in the city. I
do not say it with even with a hint of ego, for it was not earned by my sweat
and blood, it just came as a deed down from a relative I do not even know."
Vyoma just took a deep breath in and remained calm. He did what he could
from his side. If the dwarf wanted to keep bickering over what the cosmos
had thrown at him he could. He just faced his new Guild Master, for now he
thought after signing up the parchment he was the member.
Epicurus D. Vampyler
It was an interesting idea that Grunt had brought up about the guild have
quarters for its members, it was actually not a bad idea at all. The only
problem was that he could not afford that right now; a good portion of Epic’s
crowns had gone into investing in this building and the one next to it for
training purposes. Perhaps he could find some assistance from his friend
Stephan, he seemed to be rolling in the crowns at the moment, and he is a
part of the guild anyway. With the pox abound hundreds upon hundreds of houses
have been abandoned and even more has simply lost its residence to the plague.
Perhaps when all settles down Epic will buy a large portion of the residential
district and offer it at low prices for the poor.
Epic took the papers and looked over them, pleased enough at what he saw.
He figured that in a few eras he would pull them back out again and show
the two just how far they had come since then. He was pleased to hear Vyoma
speak so kindly to Grunt; he had a feeling that they just might make a good
team.
”Good enough for me gentlemen, welcome to the Stone Guard. I will be having
a meeting tonight with all of the members that currently reside in Medonia,
I do hope that you can make it. As for guild quarters Mr. G’daraka, we do
not currently provide any but it seems as though Vyoma here is more than
welcome to help. I for one will certainly not see any members of my guild
sleeping on the streets; my home is open to anyone who needs a place to stay
as well.”
Standing he walked over to the door propped it open and walked out into the
guildhall, taking it the beautiful job done by its members.
”Of course gentleman you are always welcome here in the Stone Guard Headquarters,
I have plans to perhaps include a fireplace. So tell me Grunt, what is it
you are currently doing to improve yourself? Vyoma here is taking tattoo
lessons, it may not be a combat skills or something that helps him in the
Guild, but he is improving himself non-the-less. Oh, which reminds me, I
will also be offering free training in the art of longsword and other closely
related weapons such as rapier or shortsword. If you are interested please
let me know.”
OOC: I’m just waiting on some GM confirmation to get some jobs rolling guys,
hang in there. You will see a sperate thread for the guild meeting soon.
Vyoma
Vyoma followed him out to the hall and then went to the job posting. He did
not join the guild for no purpose. He saw that there were two jobs posted.
One, regarding the protection of a wagon, and the other, regarding the patrolling
during the festival.
He let the two jobs sink into his brain and walked to where the meeting would
be held.
Grunt G'daraka
The elf had offered him a place to stay?! This caught Grunt completely off
guard. Grunt, who had been through a lot and now was beginning to find his
place in life, never expected this surprising turn of fate. A roof over his
head would be wonderful! But then Vyoma was an elf. Grunt had never known
a elf to treat him this kindly. But then, Vyoma was the first elf he has
met since he left his beggar ways. Maybe elves are different than he had
always thought. But then there was something about that elf, there was something
about Vyoma. He seemed so honest and friendly even though he was still a
tad annoying.
”Vyoma, I, I will accept your offer and maybe during our time together I
may learn more about elves, and you about dwarves.”
Grunt turned toward Epic. ”You can see what I am doing to improve myself.
I came here to join the Stone Guard and begin my new life. As for future
plans, hopefully within a few turnings I shall begin some various training.
There is much of the city I wish to explore and find what out there may help
me.
Guild Master Epic, regarding your training in swords, I thank you for that,
but I will never touch such a weak and impracticable weapon. Give me an axe
or a hammer any day.” A sword was the last weapon Grunt would ever touch
beside a bow. However, dwarf weaponry may not always be available. He may
need to defend himself with a sword pulled off a corpse. ”I will take your
training, but only to help the Guild. Swords are still a waste of good steel.”
Grunt followed Epic and Vyoma out to the meeting glancing at the jobs as
he walked past.
OOC: Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply. It’s been a very busy week. Vyoma,
do you want to have a thread for things happening at your house and getting
there from here and such?
Epicurus D. Vampyler
OOC: Don’t worry about it, no hurry here. Sorry for the short post guys,
I have a lot to catch up on.
IC:
Epic was pleased that the dwarf was willing to learn some form of weapon
skill, swordsmanship may not be a dwarven trait but it will keep you alive
in battle. He was pretty sure he had never seen a dwarf use a sword, probably
for good reason though. Dwarves were not very agile and agility and finesse
were necessary for a good swordsman. Learning the longsword had been a blessing
for Epic, it had saved his life many times throughout the eras.
”Very well my dwarven friend, I shall train you in the art of longsword as
soon as we get a few more members who are interested as well. It would be
a lot easier for me timewise if I could have a class.”
Returning his attention back to both of the recruits he a slight bow.
”You are free to stay here until the meeting if you like but I must get some
work done in my office. If you need me just give a knock.”
With that Epic made his way into his office and shut the door. He needed
to get all is information together for the meeting.
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