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Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Argurios went into the shop, to which the grey man pointed him towards. The shop was not so big, but it was open, and to Argurios that was all that mattered.
“Hello. How may i help you” Said a voice, from a room, behind the counter. Argurios wanted to answer, but quickly changed his mind about it. He decided to trust no one in this town. Andi f he is going to buy from some merchant, and then at least he wants to see the man. After a couple of moments the shopkeeper came. “So what do y-. Oh my apologies i didn’t know you were a foreigner. I might not have everything you need, but i most certainly have the basics. Would you also like to sell something?” The shopkeeper eyed Argurios from top to bottom. Everything about the young orc screamed he was not from this town, and that he spent last days in the wild. Though there was little traveller visits lately. The shop keeper liked them. They brought him pelts of rare animals and herbs that were not wide spread.
Argurios did the same. For a moment he didn’t answer, he just stood there looking at the shopkeeper and the shop itself. After a few moments he was pleased and felt he could partly trust this man. “I have a small list of the items I need.” Argurios said with a low calm voice. He passed the list to the shopkeeper, who took it and gave it a quick look. “Hm… I have most of these. But all of this will cost quite allot. Around twenty silver pieces.” The shopkeeper said and glanced at the younger orc. Knowing the price was too high; he was hoping to swindle the youth. “I’m not dumb. Ill gives you 12 silver pieces and not a copper piece more. Even that is more than enough for what I ask. “Argurios said through his teeth. He could hardly control his temper. Its understandable that a merchant sets a higher price, which is then negotiated, but never twice as high as the appropriate price. Argurios had a strong urge to just leave the shop. But then again he would need to find another and that ill-suited him. His right hand slowly began to move to his side. Where he had a small money pouch, but in front of it was his father’s hunting knife. The shopkeeper noticed the movement, only to him it seemed that the orc was reaching for his knife and not the money pouch. “Ha no need, let’s say ahm… um….. The original price was a joke. 9 silver pieces should be more than enough. Let me just quickly gather the items.” The shopkeeper scurried back into the back room.
Argurios was surprised but the shopkeepers’ reaction, but it didn’t bother him. Now he had to pay even less than before. Dipping his hand into the pouch he felt for the nine silver pieces, and then he sat down and waited for the merchant to come with his order.
After a while the merchant came back, with a big leather sack on his back. Dropping it on the counter, he began to name things from the list while pulling it from the sack and then putting them back inside. After he was done he looked at Argurios with fearful eyes, hoping the orc would pay his part. Argurios was pleased with his order and handed the nine silver pieces to the shopkeeper. Though there was one thing he didn’t understand. In the bag there was everything that was on the list. But little before, the merchant said he didn’t have some of the items. “Is something wrong? Would you like anything else?” The shopkeeper asked. Hoping that the orc would leave as soon as possible. “No nothing more. This is enough. Thank you. May the sun shine upon you.” Argurios said as he turned around to leave the shop. He was still mad at the man, but his father always said that curtesy was important when trading. Just before he stepped through the door the shopkeeper called. “There are certain items in there that you requested, but are banned from our town and shops. So I would be grateful if you would not tell of it to anyone.” Argurios smiled. “Don’t worry the secret is safe with me.” With that said he walked out of the shop.

As he stepped out on the street Argurios noticed Brisa on the other side in an alley, with her were two boys. One he knew the other he did not. For a moment Brisa looked at him then turned away. Argurios found it odd, but soon after he noticed the two priests walking towards him. In that moment he realised what was going on. Just as he was about to dash forward into a sprint fear touched him. He stopped in his movement. For a moment he couldnt move, and Argurios did not understand why. Then he heard one of the priests yell at him. “Halt Orc” The priest rushed at him. The yell freed Argurios from the spell. He looked around, and noticed Brisa and Aiden were still, and full of fear. “Damn” He cursed under his breath. Argurios had a need to run to his companions, but in between them, the two priests stood. Not knowing what to do next adrenalin rushed him, and his orc blood rushed through his body. Grabbing the war axe, he ran forward. Swinging at the first priest he missed. The pries set leaped backwards with surprising speed and agility. Using the force from the swing Argurios rammed into the second priest. They bought fell, but Argurios side rolled and got to his feet. Now bought priests were out of his way. Argurios sprinted forward towards his companions. “RUN!” he shouted at the top of his voice. AS he came closer he grabbed Brisa and put her on his shoulder. Then he grabbed Aiden by his arm and ran into the alley, pulling Aiden behind him.

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Dreknor was on his way towards the church, knowing there would be others. As he was running a silent thought came to his mind, a message of some sort. “Stop youth. Running through town. Half orc. Important artefact. Bring it. Kill everyone.” Though Dreknor didn’t exactly know from where did this thought come from, neither did he understand the strong felling to follow it. But after a few moments this was the only thought he had. He had forgotten about his companions, being broken in an alley. He stopped in his tracks, and for a moment stood completely still. Then ran through the streets towards the small group of children, it seemed like he knew exactly where they were although he didn’t see them. Something in his head was telling him where they are and how to get there.

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The Grey man was moving along the streets. He had already built three fire piles. All inside old deserted house. Now he was rushing to the last one. Setting them all on fire will distract the townsfolk and enforcers will be forced to help. With this he would help the children escape the town and hopefully the priestess would not notice, that the youth has some artefacts of the evil god. On his way through the streets, he noticed that there were lots of fights around town. For some reason the enforcers attacked the foreigners. In most cases the enforcers had little problem. But here and there, there were cases when enforcers were getting pummelled. But to grey man this also meant he was running out of time. No doubt the enforcers had already attacked the young orc as well. Though grey man was sure he would not be easy to capture, he was still a young unexperienced man. Though enforcers had little experience as well, they were grown men who were enchanted. Grey man cursed and used an old spell that would enhance his speed and agility, but he was not sure how long would it last neither the cost he will pay. When young he used such skills and spells with ease, but now when he is old and frail, these skills and spells are harder and more costly to use each time.

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Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Might not be a "juicy" as i had hoped but..... well at least i put it up XD For the expense of my bf being mad XD

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

After the group split up, Argurios went towards, where he thought would be, a market place. After a few minutes Argurios managed to get through the crowd. Once out of the mass of people, he noticed that most shops and stalls have been closed. Even the one shop which seemed to be in a size of his farm had the sign “closed” on it. ‘What is going on here? All the shops are closed in the middle of a day. This is preposterous.’ Argurios whispered to himself. “Depends. If you’re a stranger to this town then your view is understandable. But if you would stay in this town, for… Let’s say two weeks. You would see thing differently.”
Argurios didn’t expect an answer to his question; neither did he notice anyone else around him. Startled he turned towards where the voice came. At first he saw nothing. Only a dark, damp street filled with trash and some used up material. Then he noticed a pile of trash that had a shape of a cone. On it laid an old leather hat. “Good eye, I must say” Said the trash and out of it came an old grey man. His size was far too big to fit into the small trash. Amazed Argurios looked at the man then at the trash, but the trash was gone. “It’s just a simple trick my boy. No need to fry your brains over it. Anyhow, my name is Willang and you are?” For a moment Argurios just stood there, blinking. He never saw someone do that before. And for his entire life, he believed that only a smaller item could be put inside a bigger one, and not the other way around. Grey man nudged Argurios, bringing him back to reality. “Oh right, um…. My name is Argurios. Pleased to meet you. “ Argurios finally managed to introduce himself. He shaked the man’s hand and bowed a little.
“If you know so much about this town, would you be kind enough to show me, just where I can buy supplies?” Though Argurios didn’t know the grey man, he sensed him to be a good natured man. He also hoped that, since he has no idea how thing go in this town, the old man would be willing to show him around. “Yes I will. But be prepared to run or fight. This town is not what it seems. Come, I can see you are a curios man. I will answer your question as we walk. And I would advise you to keep those beast stalkers senses at their peak.” The grey man said and began walking towards the only shop that would be open at the time. Argurios followed him and, as suggested, kept his senses on their peak. “Sir what did you mean by Beast stalker?” Asked Argurios. He never heard of such a phrase before neither did he know its meaning. “I’m amazed you don’t know about it, but I will explain that later. First I must tell you about this town. You see….” The grey man began explaining the history and the strange events taking place in the city. Argurios listened intensely at first, but after some time he listened partly. Most of his energy went to reading his surroundings.

As he walked among the crowd signalling them to go back to their everyday duties, he felt pride and power swell in him. Before everyone laugh at him now he was a man of statue. “Raglor, what are you doing, come back to the farm.” Dreknor turned and found an old man speaking to him. Though the man seemed familiar to him he couldn’t remember from where he would know him. Not knowing the man troubled him. And so Dreknor fast walked in the opposite direction of the speaking man. After turning behind a corner, he saw a group of children hurry away from the hangings. One seemed familiar, but the other two didn’t. “We must make sure that the outsiders do not interfere with our plans. And so try to prevent any kind of socializing between the outsiders and the towns’ folk.” These words hit Dreknor as he thought about it. For him this was clearly a violation to the rules. Draknor looked around to aks another enforcer for help, but he was alone. And so, alone he rushed after the kids. The joy of capturing the offenders, already blooming in his heart.

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

tomorrow morning ill get a good long juicy post XD

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Okay. So.... Astarel i believe its your turn now.
And how about we try to get more people on?

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

sorry for the Waaaaaaaaaaayyy late post. But for some reason shit hit my lifes fan.

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Argurios had little problem moving through the crowd. Being half orc, he was bigger than most, and so people automatically moved from his path. The same thing couldn’t be said for his friend Brisa. And until she grabbed him to break a fall, he didn’t notice she had problems with people bumping into her.
Even though he had little problems while walking through crowds, Argurios hated it. At his farm there was rarely anyone ever this close to him, and even then it was his father. On the road they hardly ever found another person and even then, bought parties kept the distance from the other.
Suddenly Brisa grabbed Argurios hard and pulled his hand. As Argurios turned around to see what happened, he heard a familiar voice.

"A-Agurios? Brisa? Is that you!?" A boy said with a happy and surprised voice.
Argurios looked at the boy. He knew the boy was from the village, but couldn remember what was his name. Aid… something. Even though Argurios couldn’t remember the name he was happy. It was someone he knew, someone that wasn’t foreign. But the joy was short lived. When Brisa hugged the boy, Argurios felt a little spark of jealousy in him. It wasn’t that he was in love. But they had travelled together for couple of days now and yet she never hugged him. What little physical contact they had, was because Argurios initiated it.

He noticed Brisa’s gesture, but as he looked into the crowd he didn’t see anything strange or anything that would catch his attention.
“I'm going to go see what's going on, I think we need to know.” Brisa said and began to move in the same direction as the crowed.
“What? Why? Brisa don’t go n your own like that.” Argurios called after her, but she was already on her marry way. “Damn what could we find here that would be of some importance to us?” Argurios cursed. ”You Aiden, go with her, and make sure you bought get back. We’ll regroup at the eastern church ok. I’m going to go ge the necessary supplies for the journey. “
Argurios was a little surprised that he suddenly remembered the boy’s name. But it didn’t matter. Neither did the future plans of the boy. Argurios disliked this town more and more with each passing moment. The idea of splitting up, and ferreting around seemed bad. All he wished for was to buy the supplies, and get out of this town as soon as possible. Now it seemed he will have to stay here longer.

After the old hags speech. The enforcers checked the noses one last time before, the coming of death. The old hag gave a slight nod, and numerous sounds, of the rope straightening and the nose tightening could be heard. Most died quickly having the knot break their necks. One person though, didn’t have the same luck. The knot was placed behind his head and so the neck didn’t break. People watched in silence, as the dead bodies hung in the air, and the horrible death of the unfortunate soul. Moments later even the unfortunate one was now dead still. The blood coming from his eyes was proof of that.

The old hag turned to the public. “May Eshowdow now claim their soul and punish the unbelievers.” With that the old hag stepped down from the gallows, and walked beneath the corpses. As she did, her shadow covered the shadows of the dead, but once she passed the bodies, there was no shadow of the dead. Now one of the enforcers stepped forward and caught making sure he had all the attention to begin his speech, and so the old hag could do her business.

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Okay... sometime this weekend ill be posting, driving the story onward. if anyone has yet to post. do so before me.

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

I'mhungry now.......