SepticGentleman

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@SepticGentleman

Maybe Saaria can get a nice new skull helmet. That talks.

@luclovers

ANOTHER ADDITION TO THE SKULL THRONE.

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Just updated my places, I have created Joyville!

JoyVille! Come for the great market prices, stay because you learned their secret!

@Cuccoruler

That.

That is good stuff. It gives me a We Happy Few vibe that fits the Continent perfectly.

Do more of that.

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Theresa ot an Bol'hjar, Benedict Kaspin

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Theresa veered her eyes away for a moment. She opened her mouth, and her story began.

"Theresa vir an Bol'hjar." She said, "That used to be my name. Vir an means "born from". Ot an means "cast from". You switch from one to the other when you make a big enough mistake to get banished... or you do something your family resents you for. My old tribe, the Red Hairs, they're big on upholding a code of honor within their families. To be strong. To be brave, to... to be a warrior. At least, that's how it is for the men."

"The old gender roles argument?" Ben commented.

"Pretty much. I saw it in plenty of other places I traveled, Highwall's nothing special in that regard."

"And what's Highwall like, exactly?"

"Well... lives up to its name, for the most part. It's up on a mountain range, and it bars off two lands from each other, one that's nice and civilized, other full of monsters and brigands. Wood and stone for houses, trees all over... I could never lie that the place is beautiful. And the views from high up? Nothing beat them, ever. I've tried finding better ones, really."

She paused again.

"Anyway... Red Hairs are, pretty popular around that area. Folks down the mountain see them as defenders against everything on the other side of the mountain range. And that's just what they always did. Anything tried to make its way over, it'd get pelted with arrows before the swordsmen stepped in. That sense of valor, doing something important... I wanted that, I really did. But..." She sighed, and continued, "The thing is, not a lot of women are born in the Red Hairs. There's always maybe, one girl out of every four or five boys. We're just, rare, for them. So they wanted to keep us as safe as possible. And, as you can guess by present example, I wasn't interested in following that arrangement."

"Why didn't they just... I don't know, bed women from down the mountain?"

"Because all the men in the Red Hairs are better than normal human beings. Bigger, faster, stronger... they don't want to tarnish that with mothers from the outside. Their women don't get what they have, we're the same as normal ones. And growing up, I thought that was bullshit. I wasn't going to let the way I was born dictate how I live my life. But every time I picked up a sword, my mother or father, sometimes even my sister Bessa, snatched it from my hands."

"You had a sister?"

"Yeah. Uncommon, in the Red Hairs. Surprised you caught that. It was me, Bessa, and my five brothers Ferris, Barton, Kelper, and the twins Haymar and Hayman. My father, Storbin, was always regarded as being... the most..." She put on a look of slight disgust as she said, "Virile... in the Red Hairs. Seven kids with just one wife. That's a record, as far as I know. He and my mother, Atula? They loved each other. As bad as I made it out to be at times, that's the truth. There was always love in my family, from each to every other, me included. But I just... I couldn't live with a future there. Just being a wife and... nothing else. Nothing really important to... to people, not just the Red Hairs. So... I left."

"Unannounced?"

"I tried telling my father I wanted out, but he just told me it wasn't going to happen. And no one else supported me, so... one night, I took a bunch of money and equipment from the house, made my way down the mountain, and got on the first boat leaving the region."

"And you ended up here?"

"No, there was a pretty big in-between. I took all these weapons, but I didn't know how to use them properly. I got my ass handed to me the first few fights I was in. Over time, I got better by myself, took some pointers from a few more experienced fighters I met... and I made a life out of it. Hunting man and monster alike. Traveled well over the northern countries... until the wars started. Most of the work became independent guard duty and going after things that ate the corpses on the battlefields. Coin turned terrible. Once that set in... I hopped on Fernheid's Galleon."

"And that is?"

"A very, very famous ship. It's honestly bigger than anything I've ever seen on the water. Bigger than Rockvale, bigger than a leviathan from the Sea of Flames even. It's a merchant vessel, a battleship, a luxury cruise, all rolled into one. Practically it's own little seafaring country. You have enough coin, you can get yourself on board, if they don't hire you instead."

"And I'm guessing they did hire you?"

"No. Bought my way on. Took just about everything I had, but it was worth it to be away from the conflict. After a few months of sailing, I was looking for places to start fresh once we next docked... and I heard about the Continent from an older fighter. Decided the mystery of the place was enough to get me there. When we sailed close to it, I got on a rowboat and came ashore."

She smiled and finished off with, "Rest is history. Our history."

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Gerald Pithers

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Gerald eyed the tall, looming Taken over yonder. While it did occur to him that there wasn't so much present danger they could meet him with, him being a skeleton after all, he still wasn't interested in getting their attention.

And that being the case, he thought this time rather than speak.

OI, BUGGAH. FIENDISH FIGYEHS STALKIN' 'ROUND IN THE NOIGHT. NAHHHHH, NAH, NAH, THIS IS NOT A JOLLY SITUATION, NOT AT ALL. ME AN' JUNGLE-RICHARD GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE, WHAT WITH THE LOCALS ALL BAHMY TEH ADD TO SAID FIENDISH FIGYEHS.

He slowly crept behind a low stone wall, peeking his head over periodically.

OI WONDAH IF THESE SHADOWY BLOKES KNOW A THING EH TWO 'BOUT ME BLEMISH. BUT THEN THAT WHOITE-HAIRED MISTRESS MADE SUCH A COMMENT WOT CONVINCED MY OI'M NOT THE SAME. SO'S PROLL'Y BEST NOT TEH ASK 'EM. NOT LOIKE THEY SEEM MUCH FAH PLEASANT CONVEHSATION ANYWAY.

All the while, he wasn't entirely sure where he was going.

OI JUST REALIZED OI'M NOT ENTOIRELY SURE WHERE OI'M GOIN'.

Didn't matter. He just had to get somewhere safe, with a vantage point high enough to see what was going on.

EHHHHHH.

@luclovers

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Congratulations to @UrbanEvolution for nabbing the 100th IC post. That means he's earned the exclusive "Lucky Fucker" award.

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Gerald Pithers

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"ROIGHT DEN." Gerald said, making his over to the wall of ivy. "OI SHALL VACATE THIS DISPLAY A IMPROPAH GUEST-PLEASIN' AN SURVEY WOT DOTH OCCUR BEYON' THESE WALLS A STONE."

He began climbing his way up the ivy, surprisingly fast actually. Probably had to do with his incredibly light weight compared to the rest of the people here. And none of the ivy got caught between his bones, luckily. Once he reached the top, he turned to Saaria and said, "YOU TAKE CARE FEH THE NOIGHT, JUNGLE-RICHARD. IF ANY A THESE WHACK-JOBS DISPLEASE YEH IN ANY WAY, LEMME' KNOW AN' OI'LL GIVE 'EM A ROIGHT EAR BLASTIN' IN THE MORNIN'."

He positioned himself to leap through the ivy and out of the hole. "GERALD AWAY!" He called out, and leapt.

"HUGGANAAAAA_AAAAAHHHHH-"

@luclovers

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<Snipped quote by SepticGentleman>

Rip

@UrbanEvolution

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Fuck, posted at the same time as you, @luclovers.

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Gerald Pithers

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"FEH PITTY'S SAKE FAIRY-RICHARD, IF YA 'AVE TO USE THE LAVATORY, YA DUN 'AVE TAH MAKE SUCH A FUSS ABOUT IT." Gerald said, watching Cia continue to suddenly transform, not paying as much mind to the issue as he really should be.

He turned to Saaria and said, "EHHH, YA SEE THAT, JUNGLE-RICHARD? MOST UNLADYLOIKE. AN' OI THOUGHT FAIRY-RICHARD KNEW BETTAH. SAME GOES FEH ALL THESE BLOKES." He waved his arm, gesturing to all the nonsense going on. "JUS' LOOK AT THIS CRAZYNESS. NOT A DROP A LIQUAH AN' PEOPLE AH LOSIN' AH THEH MAHBLES ALL OVAH THE FLOOR."

At that moment, Cia was shoved out, and Adam had declared everyone stay put. Smart words, but they probably fell on deaf ears.

Gerald looked around for a bit, eyeing the corners of the room. His mouth hung open as he spotted something of interest. "AH-HA!" He said, pointing. "SEE THERE, JUNGLE-RICHARD?"

There was a spot in one of the higher corners of the stone room. A large clump of ivy flowing in, with a bit of light sneaking through.

"OI SAY YOU AN' ME CLOIMB UP AN' OUT THROUGH THERE." Gerald said, "WE'LL FOIND SOMEWHERE NOICE AN' QUOIET LOIKE TO WAIT FEH THIS SILLINESS TEH BLOW OVAH, THEN COME BACK IN THE MORNIN'. 'OW'S THAT SOUND, THEN?"

@luclovers
@Cuccoruler

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Gerald Pithers

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Gerald looked around at all the people collectively losing their shit.

"WOT IN BLAZES..." He said.

He watched as Adam took Nerissa away and called out, "YOU PEOPLE 'AVE ALL UP AN' GONE ROIGHT BAHMY. THIS IS NOT WHAT OI HAD IN MOIND WHEN WE WERE PROMISED SAFE 'AVEN FROM THE TERRAHS OF THE NOIGHT."

Gerald turned to Saaria and Cia, saying to them, "WHAT YEH RECKON, RICHARDS? STAY AN' WATCH THIS SUDDEN FIT A MADNESS, OR BUGGAH ON OVAH TO SOMEWHEH ELSE?"

@luclovers
@Cuccoruler

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@SepticGentleman
And this one's gonna rip your fucking face off

@luclovers

Dude, what the fuck's he gonna do to Gerald the skeleton? Chew on him?