RE: [Wizard Jail] (mini-battle)
08-14-2017, 01:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-14-2017, 10:02 PM by myw.)
Outside, in the market, there were clear adverts for the day's main wares. Today was a special event, for more rare items it seemed.
Gem of Great Dispel
Assassin Vine Seed Collection
Polymorph Potion X
MYSTERY ITEM
"What's the X about?"
"I just want to see the auction."
"Oh gods, please not Assassin Vines."
"Dispel? Why?"
"I only care about mystery items. Nothing else is worth anything."
"Time to invest in plant poisons..."
"Seriously, what's a Potion X?"
A loud and bustling crowd surrounded the Grand Hall as usual.
However, something was different. While it was normally difficult to get through the crowd, today it was seemingly impossible. Anyone with the sufficient Gold collection (as inspected by the Angels guarding the auction) would be allowed in. While that number of prisoners wasn't high, they simply couldn't get through. Whenever they were close, they were pushed back. As the crowd was outside of Angel jurisdiction, some fighting occurred, but those who tried to enter were ganged up on and thrown outwards.
The reason for this was, the inner section of the crowd was entirely comprised of Vanth Gang members, a complete show of Vanth Gang's numeric dominance. With scattered and few members of the other two major gangs about, along with the unusually high number of Vanth Gang members, nobody could force their way through.
Incidentally and unusually, the Crab King was also in the crowd, at a smaller size than he normally was. His eyes and mouth moved restlessly. Perhaps there was something he wanted today?
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Elsewhere, roughly a little less than two hours ago.
The Intelligence's spill with bad luck left him in unexpected dire straits, pummeled by a minor (yet still very muscular, looks to be some sort of ogre) jail thug. Whether or not he had a plan, an interruption came.
A black ball on the thug's belt began chiming in a rather shrill and annoying way. Sighing, he shook it and stared into it. A message floated inside the black orb and the words floated to the top.
"Fnd Jail Drud. P: 2 F: 1000"
This was a Blang Gang Pager, a testament to the gang's fearsome organizational structure. Unable to display too much text at a time, letters were strategically removed, along with shorthand usage. This message actually meant: Find Jail Druid. Participation, 2gp. Find, 1000gp. The Blang Gang rarely operated in units below gp.
"We'll leave it at that for now. If you don't want to continue later, I accept donations." The Ogre gave an unsightly grin and left The Intelligence on the floor.
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Elsewhere, a little more than two hours ago.
"How long do you think the Druid would be able to evade the Blangs?" Vanth melodically asked Johnny, his small human wizard with a conical hat.
"Erm... lets see... given what we know..." Johnny's eyes went blank, and a unworldly glow appeared. He began floating in mid air, and the lights in the cafeteria went dim. Light streamed out of Johnny's eyes and mouth as he spoke with a voice of a timeless demon.
"The planet of justice foretells serenity. The dragon of the herald of lies will destroy the palace. The village of the plain is given to the army of the south. A time of war will begin."
Vanth sipped his pick drink from his swirling straw, and motioned his head at the Red-eyed Elf on the other side of Johnny. The elf nodded and smacked Johnny on the back of the head. "Wrong channel." She said sharply. Next to her floated a scroll and a quill, recording everything Johnny the Prophet said.
Johnny's lights flickered on and off, and then changed to a slightly different color.
"The traitor of light shall be forgotten. The hunters of greed shall seek and discover, but never find. The peaceful emperor will be forgotten. The guardian of innocence shall fall. The star of darkness foretells blood."
Johnny's lights grow dim, and he falls into the Elf's arms.
"Hmm. The line about the 'hunters of greed' and possibly the guardian of innocence sounds promising. There as quite a bit of probably extraneous information there, however. Maybe he's having an off day." The elf said.
Vanth swayed his head back and forth, considering. "Hmm... HMM... Do it." He concluded. If the druid couldn't last two hours, he had a few other things he could try.
1) Vanth had agents leak the information about James and the Blob about 2 hours ago.
2) The Blang gang is pulling out some money to track him down!
3) The Intelligence is injured. Probably should try to recover. The ogre who beat him up seems to be in the Blang Gang.
4) Johnny is a Prophet.
5) Some of that Prophecy might not be irrelevant after all...
6) Hey guys, Crab King is here!
Gem of Great Dispel
Assassin Vine Seed Collection
Polymorph Potion X
MYSTERY ITEM
"What's the X about?"
"I just want to see the auction."
"Oh gods, please not Assassin Vines."
"Dispel? Why?"
"I only care about mystery items. Nothing else is worth anything."
"Time to invest in plant poisons..."
"Seriously, what's a Potion X?"
A loud and bustling crowd surrounded the Grand Hall as usual.
However, something was different. While it was normally difficult to get through the crowd, today it was seemingly impossible. Anyone with the sufficient Gold collection (as inspected by the Angels guarding the auction) would be allowed in. While that number of prisoners wasn't high, they simply couldn't get through. Whenever they were close, they were pushed back. As the crowd was outside of Angel jurisdiction, some fighting occurred, but those who tried to enter were ganged up on and thrown outwards.
The reason for this was, the inner section of the crowd was entirely comprised of Vanth Gang members, a complete show of Vanth Gang's numeric dominance. With scattered and few members of the other two major gangs about, along with the unusually high number of Vanth Gang members, nobody could force their way through.
Incidentally and unusually, the Crab King was also in the crowd, at a smaller size than he normally was. His eyes and mouth moved restlessly. Perhaps there was something he wanted today?
-------------------------------------------------------------------
Elsewhere, roughly a little less than two hours ago.
The Intelligence's spill with bad luck left him in unexpected dire straits, pummeled by a minor (yet still very muscular, looks to be some sort of ogre) jail thug. Whether or not he had a plan, an interruption came.
A black ball on the thug's belt began chiming in a rather shrill and annoying way. Sighing, he shook it and stared into it. A message floated inside the black orb and the words floated to the top.
"Fnd Jail Drud. P: 2 F: 1000"
This was a Blang Gang Pager, a testament to the gang's fearsome organizational structure. Unable to display too much text at a time, letters were strategically removed, along with shorthand usage. This message actually meant: Find Jail Druid. Participation, 2gp. Find, 1000gp. The Blang Gang rarely operated in units below gp.
"We'll leave it at that for now. If you don't want to continue later, I accept donations." The Ogre gave an unsightly grin and left The Intelligence on the floor.
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Elsewhere, a little more than two hours ago.
"How long do you think the Druid would be able to evade the Blangs?" Vanth melodically asked Johnny, his small human wizard with a conical hat.
"Erm... lets see... given what we know..." Johnny's eyes went blank, and a unworldly glow appeared. He began floating in mid air, and the lights in the cafeteria went dim. Light streamed out of Johnny's eyes and mouth as he spoke with a voice of a timeless demon.
"The planet of justice foretells serenity. The dragon of the herald of lies will destroy the palace. The village of the plain is given to the army of the south. A time of war will begin."
Vanth sipped his pick drink from his swirling straw, and motioned his head at the Red-eyed Elf on the other side of Johnny. The elf nodded and smacked Johnny on the back of the head. "Wrong channel." She said sharply. Next to her floated a scroll and a quill, recording everything Johnny the Prophet said.
Johnny's lights flickered on and off, and then changed to a slightly different color.
"The traitor of light shall be forgotten. The hunters of greed shall seek and discover, but never find. The peaceful emperor will be forgotten. The guardian of innocence shall fall. The star of darkness foretells blood."
Johnny's lights grow dim, and he falls into the Elf's arms.
"Hmm. The line about the 'hunters of greed' and possibly the guardian of innocence sounds promising. There as quite a bit of probably extraneous information there, however. Maybe he's having an off day." The elf said.
Vanth swayed his head back and forth, considering. "Hmm... HMM... Do it." He concluded. If the druid couldn't last two hours, he had a few other things he could try.
1) Vanth had agents leak the information about James and the Blob about 2 hours ago.
2) The Blang gang is pulling out some money to track him down!
3) The Intelligence is injured. Probably should try to recover. The ogre who beat him up seems to be in the Blang Gang.
4) Johnny is a Prophet.
5) Some of that Prophecy might not be irrelevant after all...
6) Hey guys, Crab King is here!