Ambrosia Software Web Board: The Alraeican Tavern - Part VIII - Ambrosia Software Web Board

Cat leapt at the golem, claws out, and landed on its back, hissing furiously. Her weight was enough to knock the golem over, and before it could recover, she quickly cut through some of the bars of Silverfish's cage with her claws. As the golem got to its feet, Cat tried to punch it, but she couldn't make a dent on the (clay? stone?) and almost broke her fingers. She neatly ducked the golem's clumsy blows, and tried again with her claws. All that happened was a row of scratches, showing where her claws cut. Hissing fiercely, she jumped into the rafters, trying to get the benefit of the height.
The golem went back to punching the now empty cage, ignoring Cat.
Somewhat surprised, Cat carefully took off her boots, tied them to her belt, and leapt down on the golem. This time, she hung on to its back with three sets of claws, and scratched the golem with her others. The golem tried to reach her, but its arms weren't made to reach backwards, and it couldn't touch her. After nearly a minute, she leapt back up into the rafters and put her boots back on, letting someone else have a go at fighting the (now badly scratched) golem.

Talryn, somewhat annyoned by the noise while he was trying to a conversation with Wizard and Selax, concentrated on what dark arts he knew and briefly assumed control of the golem and it sat down on the floor. He got up walked over to it, healed it's scratches and then sat back down next to Selax.

"Right, where was i?"

OOC: Ill join in. Assuming its not right after the tavern, if so it depends on the timing. I have finals soon and a couple of projects that will pop up. BIC:

-Dark

Cat considered having another go at the golem, but since Silverfish was safe, she decided against it, but stayed in the rafters for a few more minutes just in case it remembered her.

As Silverfish went hurtling out of his cage, the vial of food coloring hit him in the back, and diverted his vector just enough that he landed in Mort's beer mug. Silverfish instantly absorbed the mug of beer, and purple beer ran over the table.

He stood up and surveyed the damage, "good thing that mug was metal," he muttered to himself, "otherwise it could have been much worse."

Several nearby patrons were looking suspiciously at their suddenly eroded dinnerwere, so Silverfish left the Tavern quickly to find ruffians willing to 'donate' some metal to him.

"Hey! He spoiled my fun!" Rapierian yelled, irritated that Silverfish had taken the dye meant for Mort. Annoyed, he pulled out a random vial of something and, after making sure that none of the ingredients of the potion were rare, threw it at Mort. Then, he noticed the golem still batting at the empty cage and realized that he'd forgotten to maintain control of it, enabling to run wild.

Rapierian shrugged and walked back over to Uzsuy's table and to his pile of bones. In a few moments, Rapierian had raised two or three skeletons to function as his bodyguards.

"Thank you, sir," he told Uzsuy, "I'll have to remember not to pester you as much as everyone else in here."

Spotting Cat in the rafters above the golem, Rapierian had a sudden idea. He lifted his hands and flung a bolt of lightning at the beam that Cat was sitting on. Although Cat was unhurt (as Rapierian had intended), the beam burst into splinters, sending her tumbling down toward the now very angry golem.

{{ That's my third beer gone! }} Mort lamented, throwing his hands in the air in exasperation. A frustrated yowl from above drew his attention to Cat, who was now hovering just out of the golem's reach, the claws of all four extremeties extended and pointed directly at her erstwhile prey. The whole tavern shook each time the golem unsuccessfully tried to jump up and catch her.

"I had 'im! Who stopped me? Lemme at 'im!" Cat hissed.

{{ My goodness, did I do that? }} Mort experimented a little, pointing one bony finger at the levitating cat elf, and flicking it minutely up and down. Cat bobbed up and down with each tiny movement. {{ I think I've got the hang of it, }} Mort commented. His eyes suddenly glowed wickedly, and he began to raise Cat up towards the roof.

Since it seemed Mort was going to push her through the ceiling, Cat braced her feet against it and pushed back as hard as she could. "Hey, Mort, I was only trying to help, you know? Don't hurt me! Please?"

{{ Ready, Cat? }} Mort asked. Cat finally caught on, and grinned ferally at her target, still hopping around down below.

Mort let go, and Cat sprang.

*OoC* OK, I'm on dialup from this evening, so I wanted to get one semi-decent post in before I left. I'll try to keep up with things, but don't count on me. *BiC*

She landed on the golem again, and pinned it to the floor, scratching and hissing. After several minutes, she had succeeded in clawing its head off, and the golem turned back into dirt.
"All right!" she said happily, then noticed Rapierian and his skeleton bodyguards.
"Hmmm...". Cat thought about the chances of Rapierian having the necessary ingredients required to kill her, deliberated about the worst he could do to her, and decided it wasn't really worth trying to claw his head off too. She wandered over to the bar and ordered a drink.

Talryn whinced in a small bit of pain as the golem died. Created by the dark arts it was, but it was made out of dirt which delt with his druidic nature. Seeing that he was not getting any response from Selax or Wizard, he decided to try raising the golem. He piled the dirt into once place then sat down and concentrated. Slowly, the dirt became animated from a mixture of his subconcious (sp?) knowledge of the Dark Arts and druidic magic.

A few moments later the dirt soldified into a golem. Talryn cheered and asked it to go get him a drink, when it returned, Talryn manipulated the golem a bit and it smiled and then sat on the floor near its new master. Woot, i have my own golem now. This might actually come in handy on my next adventure. Talryn glanced over at Rapierian to see his reaction.

-Dark
OOC: Oh, and dont kill my golem BIC:

Meanwhile, Silverfish had acquired a goodly sum of metal from ruffians, and was now trying to get a room at the Two-Tailed Rat.

"Good time of day, fair Apis." he began, "Do you have a vacancy I could fill?"

"I wish I did, but you outlandish folk tend to scare away the regulars. So I'm afraid I don't. Have you asked at the Alraeican Tavern?"

"I was hoping not to be seen there until I took care of something."

"Try the back door, Brianna or Rana would be happy to keep it secret for a bit."

"Thank-you, fair Apis. May your house overflow with good things!" He gave her a brand-new tankard for her trouble, and sneaked off to the Alraeican Tavern.

An hour later, Silverfish was inspecting the deadbolt he had just installed on the inside of his door. He was glad that Brianna had such a small room for him to stay in; although a slightly bigger room would be more reasonable, a full sized room would be a waste of space, and less private. He looked around the cabinet with an air of satisfaction, laid down on the floor, and closed his eyes...

This post has been edited by Jehezekel: 26 December 2006 - 08:31 PM

OOC: Live tavern live! BIC:

After drinking and observing the golem and discovered that it would stay, meaning it wouldn't fall apart because he didn't summon it right, Talryn began to wonder if he could summon a fire golem...

Wizard felt the ends of his thoroughly scorched beard with disgust. "Why that little. . ." he muttered to himself, watching Rapierian from where he sat. "I guess it can be repaired. Though instant hair growth is not one of my specialties, I'll try my hand at it," he looked to Selax for a response but was given none.

Running his hand over his face, Wizard concentrated on lengthening his now considerably-shorter beard. From Talryn's view, it looked as though the hair was being pulled from Wizard's face, following his hand by some unseen force.

Presently, Wizard had finished. "There that's better," he said, his expression now pleased, "Don't you think so, Selax?"

Selax glanced at the old man before asking, "Better than what?"

Wizard sighed and adjusted his position. "Elementals." He then turned to Talryn, "Anyways, you were trying to tell me something, Talryn?"

*OoC*
If anyone wants to distract Selax (i.e. draw him away from Wizard) for Rapierian, just have Rapierian approach your character and ask for help in doing so.
*BiC*


Rapierian stared at Mort in exasperation: the potion in that vial seemed to have done nothing at all. (Rapierian sincerely doubted that Mort's telekiness was tied to it anyway.) Turning, he saw Talryn's golem, stared at it for a moment, and shrugged; it was really no business of him.

Then, something occurred to him.

Rapierian walked over to Talryn and said, "If you are thinking about trying to summon a fire golem, I don't recommend it. Such attempts often end up blowing thing, such as the summoner, up. Of course, I don't really know your abilities, so you might be able to manage it."

Talryn looked startled and stared at Rapierian suspiciously.

"Are you reading my mind or something?" he asked.

"No, it's just that the first thing that most people think of when they first manage to make a golem is 'can I make it out of fire,'" answered Rapierian in a distracted tone. He was staring thoughtfully at Wizard.

Hmm, well, it is Christmas, so we should have a Santa, thought Rapierian to himself. That crazy old man is close to looking like Santa, just needs a few minor changes, but how I can do those changes with that bulldog of an elemental around? I wonder if I could find someone willing to distract him for me...

This post has been edited by Selax: 23 December 2006 - 11:46 PM

Talryn nodded in thanks and went over and attempted to share his enthusiasm with Selax, who then got up and walked outside with Talryn reminding him of the deal and that reanimating things that Rapierian summoned might not be a good idea.

OOC: as of Sunday i will be gone for fourish/threeish days, Happy Holidays! BIC:

-Dark

Mort stared wistfully at his fourth beer, and allowed his mind to wander back to the days before his death. They'd been good times, although he hadn't thought so at the time. Learning magic at the Magisterium, hanging around with (oh, what was his name?), his roommate... playing pranks on the janitor (that animated broomstick got him so worked up)... Best of all, he'd been so alive!

Mort sank deeper and deeper into his memories.

-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-

Alice plucked up the courage to try and strike up a converstaion with Mort, again. He turned, just in time to see the last vestiges of the lich fade away, and a sign fade into existence in his place. The sign read:

"This space is occupied by Mort, and don't you forget it. If you ignore this warning and sit in this spot, there will be consequences. Very icky consequences. You have been warned."

This post has been edited by cache22: 24 December 2006 - 06:42 AM

[ooc] i guess that's a hint for me to post again. [bic]

Alice blinked in surprise at the seat previously occupied by Mort just seconds ago. He looked around quickly, but no one else seemed to have noticed. "Did I do that?" he asked the air, puzzled. "But I didn't do anything! Um... I'm sorry?"

He peered at the sign again. "Icky consequences... what defines icky... and is that only if you try and sit there? This would be so much easier if he just used a mannequin..." Perplexed, Alice put his hand out and attempted to poke the sign.

After Selax had gone outside with Talryn talking his ear off, Wizard was left alone to stare at Rapierian.

"Rapierian. Rapierian, I don't like that smile . . ."

Rapierian got up and came over to sit in front of Wizard. Searching around a little, he found a piece of string and held it up in front of Wizard.

"What are you doing?" Wizard growled.

"Well, it isn't quite a little golden watch, but I'm certain that it will work!" Rapierian answered. He then began to wave the string back and forth in front of Wizard's face.

"You are getting sleepy...very sleepy...any moment now you'll fall asleep—"

At this point, Wizard abruptly that Rapierian's skeletons had sneaked up behind him and surrounded him. He started to turn—too late.

The skeletons threw several vials—and a Santa hat—at him. Some of the vials hit his robe and turned it red. One hit his beard and turned it completely white. The hat fell snugly on his head. Then, Rapierian pulled out a sign that read "Come and see Santa, kids" and put it on the table in front of Wizard.

Rapierian started to howl his mad laughter. Wizard lost his patience and dove across the table on top of Rapierian.

"You aren't acting much like jolly ol' Saint Nick," Rapierian stated in a disappointed tone as they rolled around on the floor.

Violence ensued.

Wizard attempted to telekinetically smash Rapierian with several tables, which were blocked by the necromancers bodyguards. Rapierian and his skeletons attempted to strange Wizard with the Santa hat.

After a few minutes, the other patrons in the Tavern broke the fight up, and they all returned to their original spots.

Rapierian read the sign that Mort had left and smiled as an idea came to him. He turned to several of the other patrons.

"Does anyone here have a bomb? I want to see if I can rig his seat to blow up when he comes back," he asked, although he knew that Mort might hear he didn't really care. Seeing their expressions, he hastily added, "Don't worry! He'll be fine since he's already dead. It'll add excitement to his life! He'll be thrilled!"

For the most part, Moonshadow had been content to sit and watch, prepared to intervene should there be danger of serious harm, even though she didn't understand that latest stun. What was up with dying that man's clothes red, and who was this "Santa" fellow? But overhearing what else Rapieran planned, she knew she couldn't let such an obviously mean-spirited man go on with his actions. She stood, preparing a couple spells in the back of her mind, and approached the man.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Moonshadow remarked disapprovingly, her eyes flashing. "The hallucination stunt was funny, I grant you that, but everything else you've pulled off between then and now was either distasteful or destructive, and almost all of it was obviously meant to cause harm." She raised her hand, pointing it at each skeleton in turn until the magic holding them together faded, never taking her eyes off Rapieran. "I'd very much appreciate if you stop now, as long as I still have some patience left." At that point, the bones littering the floor were dissolving into fine dust. "I've seen and dealt with worse, and I really just want my peace for now." A slight breeze picked up again in the common room, blowing the dust out of the door. Moonshadow dropped her hand to her side, satisfied that at least the skeleton problem was dealt with, though she wasn't sure that she had gotten the message across to the human. In any case, she wasn't about to drop her guard in his presence anytime soon. "Don't think I won't stop you if you try hurting anyone else."


*OoC: Nothing personal Selax. Moonshadow appreciates harmless humor, but she just doesn't find hurting others funny, and her patience is almost at an end now. She will try to stop any more harmful actions from Rapieran, and if any get directed at her, she'll retaliate. Thought someone should finally directly confront Rapieran. ^^*

When Moonshadow turned away a purple teacup fell down infront of Rapierian. he looked up, but nobody was there. On the teacup was a tag, "If it's any consolation, here's your purple back."

In another part of the Tavern, Silverfish was trying to talk to Shi'nayne. He proffered an elegant, thimble sized goblet to her and bowing said, "I am terribly sorry for my earlier inconsiderateness, and beg for your gracious pardon."

OoC: It will probably be Cat who confronts Rapierian. She really doesn't like him. BiC

Cat was watching the show closely, and was about to intervene when Rapierian turned Wizard's robe red, but resided when Moonshadow did instead. She kept one eye on Rapierian for any signs of trouble.

OOC: Heh, i return early (ish)! BIC:

Talryn returned inside after the 'Santa' incident and the skeletons have been dusted, and saw Wizard getting up off of the floor. Talryn helped Wizard back to his table and sat down in scilence.

"Good for you," Brianna endorsed Moonshadow's actions as the latter returned to her seat. "You know, it's times like this that I wish I'd paid more attention when Grandfather tried to teach me magic."

Moonshadow shrugged. "You haven't even reached your fifth decad, yet. You're scarcely out of your infancy, there's time enough if you change your mind."

Brianna laughed. "I couldn't concentrate long enough. Nothing holds my attention for long unless it's wild and free. Come to think of it, it's been too long since I spent any time in the forest. Maybe I need a holiday."

She suddenly frowned, and sniffed delicately. After a moment, she seemed to shrink out of sight below the bar. A large black panther reared up in her place, resting the soft pads of its front paws on the top of the counter. It also tested the air, with a sense of smell far more sensitive than Brianna's. Brianna morphed back to her own form, thought for a moment, and made her way to the back store room. She returned with her longbow and a quiver of arrows, which she leaned in a corner where they would be near at hand.

Moonshadow quizzically cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Something's coming," Brianna responded.

Moonshadow nodded. "Of course, you do have a kind of magic of your own," she commented.

Obviously surprised, Shi just stared for a few moments, gaze wandering from Silverfish to the goblet and back. Then realization hit. "Oh!" She exclaimed, blushing slightly. "Um, thank you." Carefully, she took the goblet from his hand with both of hers, holding it up to look at it more closely. "Wow..." She breathed. "It's beautiful! I haven't seen anything like that since I left home, nobody here ever even thought of making some correct-size dishes and-" She gasped, blushing a little more. "I'm sorry. I'm babbling. Moonshadow says I do that much too often. Um..." She faltered, searching for words. "You're forgiven. I'm sorry I locked you in the cage, I didn't know there would be a golem! And then I couldn't get back down there without being hit and - I'm doing it again. I'm sorry. Thank you a lot!" She bowed slightly in mid-air, smiling. "Can we try it out?" She asked enthusiastically.
---
Moonshadow tilted her head to the side, gazing thoughtfully at Brianna. "I hope it's nothing too nasty." She remarked. "I was hoping to get some quiet today."
Brianna blinked. "Then.. why did you come here in the first place?" She inquired, a smile tugging at her lips.
"Why indeed?" Moonshadow said, and Brianna grinned.
"Because you missed us, of course." She answered Moonshadow's rhetoric question.
The older elf rolled her eyes, but smiled back. "That must be it." She agreed softly.

*OoC: cache, is it possible to catch you on MSN or AIM or somesuch sometime? ^^*

Cat saw Brianna transform to panther and sniff the air, then get her bow. Her eyes widened in fear, and she edged as far as she could away from the door. Moonshadow noticed her terror.
"What's the problem? You look scared."
"It's...I have to hide!" Cat jumped back up into the rafters and pulled her cloak around her. To Moonshadow's astonished eyes, the girl vanished.
The elf focussed her magic, and thought she caught a glimpse of Cat huddled next to a beam, but it might have been imagination.
That's strong magic! Moonshadow thought, impressed. I wonder how she did that?

Moonshadow frowned, looking thoughtfully up at the beam she thought she had seen Cat. Scanning the area underneath it, she spotted a table and chair very near to it. "Keep an eye on things from here," she told Brianna, getting up and collecting her meal and drink.
She crossed the tavern swiftly, keeping a wary eye on Rapierian, and seated herself in the far corner at the table beneath Cat's hiding place. "I don't know what's chasing you," she began quietly, her soft voice pitched to carry to the rafters, "but hiding up there isn't going to make it go away." She paused, thinking on what to say next. "I assume you overheard Brianna and me. I also assume you have an idea of what is coming. If it's chased you all the way, it's not likely to stop now... and I would like to know as much as you can tell me. At least that way, we will be prepared." She tilted her head back, trying to catch a glimpse of the frightened elf. "We can't help you very well, otherwise."