RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
05-20-2013, 05:56 AM
(Just for posterity, this happens before whatever just happened up there. Or during, to be exact.)
Bohw slumps back and stretches out her legs, staying silent for a good while, she winces a little bit when Shanterel mentions "the old days", before glancing over to Myra with a bored expression on her face, deciding not to keep her waiting on a response for much longer.
"Sorry, you could say I've had a lot on my mind lately. But yeah, you're kinda right lady, a break would be nice... ideally, not in the middle of an enemy fortress but... only one way in here, I suppose. Easily defendable."
Bohw takes a look at Mayor to check on him, he holds up the Stardust and Inscription in one hand, the Knee Seeker Bow in the other. He glances over to Bohw for approval, she nods to him and Mayor perks up a bit more in glee, offering to sell the weapon to Shanterel. Bohw glances back to Myra to continue the conversation.
"Myra, was it? Let me tell you what's down there, lots of Naga, lots of Cultists and Demons, both parties seem to be fighting each other for whatever reason, I think, that's a maybe. But that's not important, what's important is that there's some kind of shiny artifact and we need it's power to vanquish the Cultists and whatever things they worship. Plus then there's this 3rd Party lady, Echo her name is, I'm not sure where she stands on the matter but it definitely ain't on our side... needless to say it's a mess. I personally suggest you stay out of it, for your own good."
She sighs dejectedly and keeps an eye on Watson and Nos, she hasn't been paying a lot of attention to those two and she doesn't really enjoy leaving them unsupervised. That is when some horrible black flame engulfs the more dapper of the two.
Bohw does the instinctive thing and starts kicking her feet to move herself back away from the terrifying inferno, then hurriedly standing to her feet and drawing a dagger, but just as quickly as the fire came, it subsides alongside Watson's cries for help, to which he brushes off casually. Bohw slowly and carefully sits back down in silence, looking much more unnerved than ever before. She is never letting her damn eyes off those two ever again.
Bohw slumps back and stretches out her legs, staying silent for a good while, she winces a little bit when Shanterel mentions "the old days", before glancing over to Myra with a bored expression on her face, deciding not to keep her waiting on a response for much longer.
"Sorry, you could say I've had a lot on my mind lately. But yeah, you're kinda right lady, a break would be nice... ideally, not in the middle of an enemy fortress but... only one way in here, I suppose. Easily defendable."
Bohw takes a look at Mayor to check on him, he holds up the Stardust and Inscription in one hand, the Knee Seeker Bow in the other. He glances over to Bohw for approval, she nods to him and Mayor perks up a bit more in glee, offering to sell the weapon to Shanterel. Bohw glances back to Myra to continue the conversation.
"Myra, was it? Let me tell you what's down there, lots of Naga, lots of Cultists and Demons, both parties seem to be fighting each other for whatever reason, I think, that's a maybe. But that's not important, what's important is that there's some kind of shiny artifact and we need it's power to vanquish the Cultists and whatever things they worship. Plus then there's this 3rd Party lady, Echo her name is, I'm not sure where she stands on the matter but it definitely ain't on our side... needless to say it's a mess. I personally suggest you stay out of it, for your own good."
She sighs dejectedly and keeps an eye on Watson and Nos, she hasn't been paying a lot of attention to those two and she doesn't really enjoy leaving them unsupervised. That is when some horrible black flame engulfs the more dapper of the two.
Bohw does the instinctive thing and starts kicking her feet to move herself back away from the terrifying inferno, then hurriedly standing to her feet and drawing a dagger, but just as quickly as the fire came, it subsides alongside Watson's cries for help, to which he brushes off casually. Bohw slowly and carefully sits back down in silence, looking much more unnerved than ever before. She is never letting her damn eyes off those two ever again.