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Escape from the Prison Mine

One of our group has been banned lol damn

Anyone else aside from Expendable and Zora still playing?

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Zell was never the brightest bulb in the box, plus one might even consider himself a little narcissistic, which would explain why he rarely ever considered any negative reaction to him a product of his own doing. Some people, in his position, would've noticed Lillianna's cold non-response to his introduction and joke upon their first meeting. Most would've at least realised something might be amiss when she ignored his call for the team to gather round when he gave them all their first formation, in spite of the life/death importance of it. Or when he greeted her the prior morning and offered a hand to help her up and she ignored it. And now, as she joined them at the table, neglected to respond to his greeting and then proceeded to ignore his question... the average person might realise that maybe, just maybe, the wizard didn't like him.

Wow, she's hungry, the swordsman thought with a grin.

Zell didn't notice a thing.

MacKensie was the one to respond, bouncing back a little banter. "...Let me guess: Late to classes? Late with assignments? Too busy with extra-curricular activites?"

"Ha! Ye know me too well, already." He scratched the back of his head with a cheeky grin. The truth was that he was starting to get his act together in school, the last few months. He'd curtailed any ambitions of scaling up his drug-dealing operation. He was starting to attend all of his lectures without exception. He'd even delegate money-counting, pill-packaging and other duties to more of his boys while he sat in the room and studied for upcoming exams, even yelling for 'quiet' at times when idle conversation was distracting him. Zell was starting to be serious about getting his graduate degree.

After Fenna had sorted plans with MacKensie and Lillianna, Zell nodded. "Sounds like a good time." Then he stood up. "Well, I'll leave you lovely ladies to it, then. Have fun, will ya."

With that, he left them to go to his room and grab ninja's sword. He left his armour pieces and his his own sword in his room, only taking his satchel with his money, then he went back downstairs, throwing a hand up in leui of a wave to his friends as he went across the bar-room floor before exiting the establishment.

As the door shut behind him, he placed his hands on his hips and took a whiff of the air as he looked around. A tour around the city might be a good idea - check out what these Mytherians like to call 'leisure.' He'd also not forgotten MacKensie's warning that; the Witch Queen's war might be hitting the city soon. Information regarding or tangential to that might be worth sniffing out. Lucy Bottrill might be a good source, on that front, was his first thought.

But first; to business. This sword wouldn't appraise itself.

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"...we should probably know our way around better."

"Not a bad plan," Zell said. He looked out towards the nearest window. "Seems a nice day for it too."

When Lillianna appeared, Zell gave a cheer. "Mornin Lily-pad." She asked to join them and he made a friendly gesture to the empty chairs, then laughed loud when he heard her belly grumble. "Sounds like you could eat a horse right about now."

He listened to the women talk, mostly attentive but keeping an eye on the backroom until Frederick appeared, then he grabbed the barman's attention and asked for a cup of tea. When the response was 'what kind of tea?' Zell was perplexed. "Excuse me a moment, ladies," he said before getting up and going to the bar. "You don't have normal tea?" Frederick named a few fruit teas and Zell shook his head. "Nah bruv. Regular tea. I don't know how else to describe it. With tea leaves. In a tea bag."

Frederick said he'd bring him something, so he went back to the table. Not long later he did get his cup of tea but it whatever it was, it wasn't good ol' English tea. And why would it be? Zell grimaced after sipping it. "I guess that'll have to do," he muttered to himself.

Passing conversation with the Wizard and Ranger was a decent morning, and when Fenna appeared, it got even better. "Fenna," Zell greeted with a grin. "You've been out all this time? 'Early bird gets the worm,' n all that. Can you believe this world ain't got no proper tea?"

When MacKensie asked him about university studies, he replied bitterly. "Psycology. You?" Sociology. "Oh, so I study how bonkers a single person is. And you study how bonkers groups of people are. No wonder we make a good team." He grinned, but the smile was wiped off his face after he sipped his tea again. Then he turned his sights onto Lillianna. "What about you, Lily-pad - I'd bet my last silver you were a grade-A student - What was your subject?"

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

@Saiyan@Zool Posted! A mage who has had a wordy and long morning is asking to sit with Zell and MacKensie. If they find that ok at least. :P

@Crusader Lord

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"Slept like a log, doll." He stretched his neck to one side again. "Got a crook in me neck for it, but still..."

He said hello to James and watched the man zoom off out the door. "There goes a man with things to do," he commented. His stomach growled and he looked over at the backroom door, hoping Frederick would manifest in the frame through the Englishman's sheer will and desire. It didn't work, much to Zell's disappointment. MacKensie distracted him, drawing his attention. "Plans for the day? Hmmm..." He interlocked his fingers behind his head. "Well, I need to get that sword appraised. You know, the one I picked up from the prick who killed Clive? I was thinking; it's probably magic or something - powerful - so I'll get it checked out, see what's up with it. It's a katana. Looks of elven craft, but I'm not so sure because of the black steel blade and hand-guard... doesn't seem like the elves to me." He shrugged. "Don't ask me how I know all this about swords and elves... I have no idea myself... but I'm pretty sure it's worth looking into. An arcance blacksmith should know more. I'll look for one in the city."

Frederick came with his breakfast. "Frederick, my mate. I love you," he said as he looked eagerly at the plate set down in front of him. "Cheers boss." Then he continued his conversation with MacKensie. "After that, my schedules empty."

Unlike the ever-prim MacKensie Trydant, graceful in her eating as she was in everything else, Zell did not require a knife and fork. He picked up the toasted sandwich of ham, cheese and egg with both hands and took a massive, audible chomp. It was delightful.

"Good isn't it?"

"I'm in heaven, darlin," he replied, mouth full.

"We French call it 'Croque Madame.' It is commonly served with toasted brioche bread. I am just glad that this world has something resembling our foods, at least."

His eyebrows raised, impressed as he took another massive bite. He thought French food consisted of all crossaints and frogs legs. Thankfully he didn't speak with his mouth full again. "Oh, I bet brioche bread would be perfect with this," he agreed. "Back on campus, we'd buy loads of brioche buns and just live on bacon-egg buns for breakfast. Loved em." He'd nearly finished already, and was tempted to ask Frederick for another. "What are you up to today?" he asked the Ranger.

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"Ugh," Zell groaned as he awoke under the table. "What a night."

The table and nearby chairs scraped the floor as Zell moved furniture aside with his feet and hands, then stood up groggily. The taproom was pretty quiet, only the sizzling sound of cooking coming from the backroom. The accompanying smell of food was quite appealing. He looked around and noticed MacKensie. "Mornin Mac," he greeted with a sleepy face and a raised hand. Then he gingerly took steps toward the stairs to go up to the washroom.

"You've got showers!?" Zell echoed the maid incredulously.

"Of course," she answered. "What kind of no-good cheap'n'dirty establishment do you take us for?"

"Sorry, I just... I dunno... the medieval look of everything, ye know."

"Medi-what?" the maid asked, confused.

"Never mind. Yeah, I'll take a shower. Don't mind about washing the clothes today, I'll get another day out of em. Get back to you on that one, tomorrow, yeah?"

With that, he grabbed some towels and got himself cleaned up. Coming back downstairs, he saw MacKensie getting her breakfast served and quickly asked Frederick to fix him him up the same thing. Plopping himself on a chair, he stretched his neck to one side and ran a hand through his hair, then let out a breath. What a night indeed. He was still tired, but fortunately not hungover.

"Sleep alright?" he asked the Frenchwoman.

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Unable to do much else other than stand there and be silent like the prisoner he was, Titus listened to Kristo go back and forth with the other guard with apparent ease. The bard was an impressive actor, to say the least, playing the part to perfection and manipulating the other man rather effectively. Once the coast was clear, “Time to go in…,” Titus nodded to Kristo and prepared himself with a deep breath.

Hearing the faintest voice of Rizx in the shadows, Titus looked to where the voice came from and shook his head. Unfortunately he'd only had enough materials for one sleep bomb - one canister was all he could procure. Perhaps it would've been more prudent to save the sleep bomb for the guards, but Titus had gambled on throwing it in the prisoner barracks. For one thing, rioting prisoners would've complicated matters, possibly even creating more obstacles. Plus how to guarantee hitting all the guards with the sleep bomb without half of them escaping the smoke? One of their gang might even have been caught in the blast, there were so many variables. Better to rely on stealth and the talents of his accomplices. At least, that was his conclusion.

Titus and Kristo went inside and skirted around the edges of the party until Titus saw the stairs leading to the second floor and and forcibly changed the pair's course leftward towards them. There would be no seeing Vito.

Once upstairs and alone, Titus looked around and sighted the desks at the head of the room. "Alright, unlock my cuffs." Then he went over to them and started checking the drawers, glad to find each drawer already unlocked. One drawer. Two drawers. Nothing. Titus' face hardened as he grew with frustration. But then upon opening a fourth drawer, he saw what he was looking for. "The master map," he pulled it out and showed Kristo, his eyes alight with delight.

If there were no other complications, Titus and Kristo were downstairs and back outside, going to hide in the shadows with the gang. Titus got the map out once more and they all peered at it, hoping to find the location of the key that they needed...

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"I mean..." A flustered MacKensie Trydant was the funniest thing this side of the dimensional rift. Zell threw his head back with a teethy grin after seeing her react to calling it a date, "...you can pay for the drinks and then leave the vicinity so that I might enjoy them without your annoying bravado." but she instantly brought him crashing back to reality with her comeback.

"Come on!" he protested with fake outrage, before breaking into a chuckle with her. With all the struggle and strife that was going on, light-hearted banter was keeping his morale afloat. The prim and proper Frenchwoman was a blessing for the frat boy.

When James turned up and called them all for a meeting, "No problem, bossman," Zell gave his friend a salute, his mirth lingering through the interaction until the Cleric left to gather the others. He turned back to MacKensie, smile still on his face.

"You are incorrigible, Zell Brooks."

He winked. "Naturally."

In James' room, the party leader explained that the Temple had offered Second Chance the services of an experienced Paladin. Zell wouldn't admit it, but he was over the moon to find out they were getting help on the front line. Just him and Joji to cover everyone would've been a tough task, and Zell was determined not to lose any more of his friends. This Barracker guy was more than welcome. Sign him up! was Zell's internal celebration. He was grateful that Fenna and MacKensie were also on board. After the two Ranger's said their piece, Zell shrugged.

"I mean, sure, why not?" he said. His arms were folded as he coolly leaned against the wall. "Not that me and Joji aren't more than enough to handle the job up front. We'll be fine now that we're stronger. But no sense in refusing an extra hand if it's offered. Bring the man aboard."

Once the discussion was settled, Zell went downstairs with the intention of just one last drink before bed. He ended up making friends a random local who taught him a few tavern songs. They were singing and drinking until midnight, with a few other Mended Drum regulars. They all told their best stories of other wild nights of drinking antics, tales of lost loves, shitty employers and more. Before the end, they drunkenly professed brotherhood to one another, arms around eachother's shoulder, Zell giving the man random kisses on the top of his head.

When Frederick was kicking people out to close up the inn for the night, he found Zell asleep at a table in the corner of the room. Because the swordsman had already paid for a room, he tried once to get the Englishman to go up stairs to bed, failed, then promptly ignored the unconcious man. All the lights shut off once the barman finished cleaning up. Zell was left in the silent, empty taproom, snoring until morning.

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

@ZapdosIf you have one last night-time post in the chamber, fire away. It will make me feel better about doing a third post in seven days lol I need to cap the night off before deadline.

Escape from the Prison Mine

I know you just posted Zora, but unless someone does something wild and fun, the story is dependant on you writing us past the guard and into the guard house.