The Braun Brothers stopped simultaneously. They moved in unison, as if choreographed to mirror each others' movements. It didn't quite help with the fact that they even looked identical, minus their weapons of choice. Kven and Sven considered picking identical weapons when creating their characters a few days ago. Perhaps they could have fooled a couple of gaming newbies into thinking that it was a glitch in the game.
"Us?" "Us?"
They spoke at the same time and stared at the approaching duo. They looked friendly enough. One of them, a silvery eyed young man had a grin on his face. The other was dark-haired woman. Somehow she gave off a little more serious attitude but didn't look hostile by any means. The Brauns decided to greet them in kind.
"Well hello-" "There!"
They dusted their clothes a little to make them presentable before doing a courteous self-introduction.
"Sven-" "And Kven." "At your service." "At your service."
"And who-" "-might you be and-." "-what question do you have for us?"
"Woah, woah, woah, stop right there lil' missy." A big man in thick, leather apron reached out with a hairy arm to put his hand on the anvil infront of Alisea. "Communal workshop is 2 Silvers to use for a day. Didn't you see the sign?" He pointed towards sign hanging above the door, where in the most inconvenient of the spots measly mentioned the said information. "You are gonna have to drop off the coins in that small chest over there before I can bring you some ember to light your forge." Next to the entrance was a small chest, on top of a desk, with a tiny slit on top so that coins may fall in. It almost looked like an old fashioned piggy bank... if piggy banks were made out of wood and iron that is.
Your chance of success with creation of dagger / knife is currently 70%
"Eden Hall" actually had a rather spacious area behind the building. Big enough to hold dinner parties for large guests, although Hans haven't quite got around to using it for such purpose. He was planning on it however; as soon as he could figure out how to host it, he was going to hold grand grilling parties filled with roasted meat, dancing music and plenty of alcohol. The recent business boom with these new adventurers was bringing Hans closer to his goal. But until then, it just remained to be an empty area closed off by nearby buildings. The Braun brothers saw an opportunity to use it for themselves. Hans, who was busy savoring his morning omelette, only raised a questioning eyebrow before approving their request before telling them to "don't be breaking nothing". They headed out through the backdoor next to the end of the bar. Hard dirt beneath their boots, they swung their weapons around a few times to get warmed up.
"Kven?" "Yeah Sven?" "It's nice to have a whole body." "Tell me about it." "Ain't so bad that I suggested this game eh?" "Ain't so bad that I paid for this game..." "You are older so its natural that you paid for it. Plus you have a job." "BY 30 SECONDS. And you have that job too idiot."
Sven smirked before pointing his Trident at his brother. Kven did the same with his Glaive. It was a good day. The news of the virtual death game hit the Braun brothers like a tickling feather. If anything, they saw it as a chance to escape from their cruel realities, a possible refuge from the ugly truth. And now their hiding place is no longer temporary. Eternal even perhaps. The Braun brothers were fine with the situation that they were in. Kven was the first to attack, thrusting out before slicing down with the keen edge of his glaive. Sven saw the attack before it even occurred however and dodged it lightly before jabbing out firmly with the three-pronged trident. Kven countered by flicking his wrist to push down his brother's longer polearm, using simple leverage to his advantage.
Check discord announcements regarding date-skipping. In case you don't feel like checking...:
"Here's the new system I'm thinking: date-skipping will occur at the end of the week (Wednes night) exclusively. Meaning we'll chew up 3-4 days per month. I just don't think 3-4 days is enough to post in detail regarding what happens during a full day. Naturally dungeon-runs will be except from this rule as per usual."
Again... my sincere apologies in part of me screwing things up and changing things all the time. The reason for Wednesday instead of Sunday is because there are some of us who are busier during weekends.
So timeskip to day 5 will occur next Wednesday. 12/6/17
None could deny the beauty of the Flower Gardens of Genesis. Even to those who are normally unattracted to such environments, the Flower Gardens was definitely a site to behold. The peaceful and calm nature of the scene, combined with the lack of hostile Monsters saw to it that there were several Players and NPCs already on the scene, attempting to enjoy their days or collect flower items for various needs. It seemed that Dubstepp wasn't the only one who took on the particular quest. Those who weren't partaking in the flower picking were either laying around under the trees or sitting on the meadows, as if to enjoy their imprisonment in-game. It was true; the warm breeze across one's nose was most pleasant. Flower gathering didn't last long. All it required was for the player to pick any 50 good-looking flowers to bring to Needlan the Herbalist. It was really most just the long distance between the Garden and Genesis City that made the quest rather unpopular despite its simplicity.
The waitress seemed to be pleased at seeing Dirk again, smiling brightly as she trotted over to bring the Paladin some breakfast. "Had a nice sleep?" She didn't bother asking Dirk about what he wanted for breakfast; it was the same for everyone. Hans did say how no one should complain about the breakfast menu since it was complementary with the room. True to his words, no one really had complained about the simple meal choice they got served so far. As she set down a plate, she noticed Dirk's wet hair and giggled a little bit. "You know you look so much more handsome when not covered in grit and grimes."
You have succeeded in creating 10 First Aid Kits. You do have enough time to complete 2 Clothes item by the end of the day.
You have completed "Enter the Workforce" quest. You gain the following: 50+D10 EXP, D6 Silver coins.
You must name 10 NPCs you have talked to in order to fulfill your quest. Your chance of creating First Aid kit with current Skill level is 90%. I went ahead and rolled for you, to which all 10 were successful. Your chance of creating Clothes (Common) with current Skill level is 75%.
"Thank you for your business~" The merchant smiled and handed Karma 9 Gold coins. "Excellent kits, these will come in handy." As he closed his purse and put away Karma's sale, the merchant continued on. "You know, we could use a good crafter such as you. But being adventurers, folks of your kind are probably not likely to hold down jobs in places like this..." He tapped on the table for a bit before continuing. "But I did hear from some of my co-workers down in the next district how some of you people have started settling down instead of adventuring. Interesting I think... interesting..."
Next morning. Weather, as it has been for the last few days in-game, is temperate; sunny, warm and touched by the most pleasant light breeze. Breakfast is being served in the dining area downstairs, complementary with the room. Menu isn't anything impressive... just some bread, eggs and a few small sausages. But you take what you get since it comes with the room that's already been paid for. Dining area isn't too busy. You figure that there are most likely hundreds of other locations such as the "Eden Hall" in Genesis City so most of the Players have spread out over the course of last few days. But even with that being thought, there are still a good number of people down to catch some breakfast, both adventurers and NPCs.
"You know, having the tools at hand for the tasks you need to complete is never a bad thing. Trey outstretched his right arm above the spot he was working earlier. "Right-hand. Magnetize. 3 percent." Command was simple, only needing a short voice command. The metal pieces Trey had carved out earlier rose up through the air to attach themselves to Trey's right hand. "Well, to answer your question, this is one of them. Magnetized hand. Fairly useful for keeping metallic objects sticking to your hand. Not that my hands ever get sweaty or anything but... extra traction always helps. Plus... very useful for cleanups like this. Trey deactivated his magnetic field and rolled the shaved metal pieces around in his palm, contemplating where to toss them away. Old man would probably yell at him again if he tossed it out in an odd place. He probably could just throw it into the grass outside where no one should care. "Anyways... yeah that sounds good to me. Do your shopping, I can wait."
Hope everyone had a good break and didn't die from overeating (I did).
First of all, my apologies for being away and therefore not keeping up with the time table previously established. I was away due to unforeseen circumstances. But I'm back (as you can see) so we should be ready to get back into the swing of things once against once yall are good to go. Here's the new time schedule, I've made it intentionally a little laggy to account for people who may still be away.
Day 3 -> Day 4 (irl 28th) Day 4 -> Day 5 (irl 3rd) Day 5 -> Day 6 (irl 8th)
Since it was my fault for us getting off schedule, I'll completely waive over any 2-posts minimum rule violations that has occurred this past week. In hindsight, I probably should have put the RP in pause or something, once again my apologies. But seeing how it is Sunday atm, we'll go back to 2-post week starting tomorrow.
Happy RPing. - GM
EDIT: Poll results are back on narrative enforcements and... I have decided I shall do a "partial" enforcement. Basically I won't be looking over everything 24/7 but if I do catch you "skipping" I will tackle you. But you guys are skilled RPers, I'm sure you guys will be fine...?
Assallya
