Defenders of the Pub: A Role Play

Urúvion (US1) · 22.11.2013

This is a role playing thread. Some of my friends and I where roleplaying on a separate thread and a few people got a little annoyed, so we decided to start a new one. Below is a summary of what has gone on so far.

The history of this pub is riddled with woe. Battle after battle has been fought and many noble men lost to defend her and the land surrounding. Even some of our greatest heroes have spent a night on deaths door step. This is the story of the battles, wars and expeditions, (some successful and others……. less successful) that have been carried out to protect and defend the pub and the people of the pub.
It all started the day Erick (one of our brave heroes) heard the sound of an army marching toward the pub, they were to close and marching to fast for us to even hope of escape, so we decided to defend our position. A desperate battle ensued and if we had not had the help of some of the troops belonging to my friends, it would have gone ill. However we were able to defeat the attackers with minimal losses.
After a series of fruitless expeditions we were still in the dark about who was targeting us. About this time a new costumer started to frequent the pub, ladyChar. With her help we found more information regarding the unknown attacker. More meetings where held and we were able to work out that the attacker was sarah1919’s father, who kidnapped ladychar for her healing powers and had been provoking my empire since I was a child. We set out on another expedition, this time to find the source of the attacks and hopefully end this time of war. However, during a raid on a horror camp we were ambushed and are now retreating to safety, riding on Sarah’s eagles and I, riding my griffin………Continue

Main characters in the story,

Sarah1919- Usually known as just Sarah, she is leader of a fighting force that likes to use eagles to do battle.

Sparhawk4- Known as hawk, he is a mercenary who will fight for the right price.

ladychar- Adept in the art of healing, she was kidnapped when young for her healing powers.

NationConqueror- Known as NC. He comes from a long line of warriors who are plagued by a mysterious curs.

Erickblucher- Referred to as Erick, He is the one that started the expeditions and is a valiant warrior who has a habit of falling asleep on the battle field.

Ace10Warrior-Known as Ace, He is also a brave warrior and a friend to us all.

aidan952- Known as Aidan, Is a skilled swordsmen and rides a griffin named Clibis.

Ladychar · 22.11.2013

we are all very tired and hungry as the pub finally comes in to sight ,i know i have my work cut out for me trying to rebuild everyones energy and heal the troops ,NC and i are the first to arrive so i quickly go into the kitchen and start cook for the troops

ace10warrior (US1) · 22.11.2013

Ace goes to the kitchen to help lady char

NationConqueror · 23.11.2013

That was... disastrous. And we don't even know who sent the attacks...
*I slam my fist against the counter, a plate of eggs being knocked over and spilling all over me, but I don't seem to notice.*
I'm sorry. I guess that can count as my rations for tonight.
*With that, I promptly walk up the stairs of the pub and to the room I have been staying in. I lock the door.*

Ladychar · 23.11.2013

i can sense it is more than the battle upsetting NC, i make a new plate of food and a special cup of coffee with herbs to calm the soul * can you keep an eye on things Ace , i need to go talk to NC* i say as i walk up the stairs ,went i get to NC door i gently knock on the door * NC please let me in *

NationConqueror · 23.11.2013

What? I ask. I'm just... tired.

ace10warrior (US1) · 23.11.2013

Ill watch Lady

Unknown · 23.11.2013

aidan952 wrote: »

This is a role playing thread. Some of my friends and I where roleplaying on a separate thread and a few people got a little annoyed, so we decided to start a new one. Below is a summary of what has gone on so far.

The history of this pub is riddled with woe. Battle after battle has been fought and many noble men lost to defend her and the land surrounding. Even some of our greatest heroes have spent a night on deaths door step. This is the story of the battles, wars and expeditions, (some successful and others……. less successful) that have been carried out to protect and defend the pub and the people of the pub.
It all started the day Eric (one of our brave heroes) heard the sound of an army marching toward the pub, they were to close and marching to fast for us to even hope of escape, so we decided to defend our position. A desperate battle ensued and if we had not had the help of some of the troops belonging to my friends, it would have gone ill. However we were able to defeat the attackers with minimal losses. Afterword’s we meet to discuss this seemingly unprovoked attack and came to the conclusion that the unknown enemy was after one (or all) of us.
After a series of fruitless expeditions we were still in the dark about who was targeting us. About this time a new costumer started to frequent the pub, ladyChar. With her help we found more information regarding the unknown attacker. More meetings where held and we were able to work out that the attacker was sarah1919’s father, who kidnapped ladychar for her healing powers and had been provoking my empire since I was a child. We set out on another expedition, this time to find the source of the attacks and hopefully end this time of war. However, during a raid on a horror camp we were ambushed and are now retreating to safety, riding on Sarah’s eagles and I, riding my griffin………Continue

I'm pretty sure i actually started a quest and placed a sign down so people can join the battle against them. We never discussed anything, if my memory doesn't fail me(which i'm pretty sure doesn't).

Sparhawk4 · 23.11.2013

Hawk pushed open the door to the pub. Inside the people all looked to see who he was. Nobody would recognize him. He had been traveling far. *Barkeep an ale and some hot food* Hawk put a coin on the counter. He took a seat and started to scan the room. Always looking for potential enemies.

Urúvion (US1) · 23.11.2013

erickblucher wrote: »

I'm pretty sure i actually started a quest and placed a sign down so people can join the battle against them. We never discussed anything, if my memory doesn't fail me(which i'm pretty sure doesn't).

Sorry, like I said it is a short summery, did not put much detail into it. I'll change it.

After helping Sarah take care of the eagles I walk into the pub, I walk behind the counter and serve sparhawk4 his meal. Then I sit down to clean my sword.

Ladychar · 23.11.2013

*NC, here just take this food it will help you feel better and this coffee with help you also, i fear having that demon in you had some lasting affects this will help get it out *I leave the tray by his door and walk back down stairs , to see Aidan and walk to him * i mixes some special herbs in the food to help the men heal faster and make then stronger ,i fear we will need to recruit some more troops , we lost a lot *

Ladychar · 23.11.2013

Erick , we may need your powers to make new troops , and i will help with what ever i can * i say and i go and grab a plate of food *

Urúvion (US1) · 23.11.2013

*I look up at lady char with sadness in my eyes. "I can't seem to shake the thought that it was all my fault, that if I had just kept watch I would have been able to prevent this disaster." *With a sigh I slide my sword into it's scabbard and stand up. I except the plate of food and turn towards the door, I'm going out to see about Clibis and make sure he is ok." I say as I walk out.

Ladychar · 23.11.2013

I see Aidan walk out , so i follow , i see him talking to Clibis * Aidan * i call out so as not to surprise him * please let me help you , i feel the sadness in your heart ,we are bound now you know *i hand him a cup of coffee with the herbs in it

Urúvion (US1) · 23.11.2013

"Thank you lady char" I take the cup, "I will avenge them all, I will." I look at the ground sadly and then look up to the sky. "Look there" I say while raising my hand and pointing at a small black shape. "is that a crow?"

Sparhawk4 · 23.11.2013

Hawk accepted the food. It tasted funny but at least it was hot and not made by Hawk. He never was known for his skill as a cook. The ale was hot and had a descent head, It went down in a few gulps. Hawk was running low on coin and if he does not get hired soon this might be his last meal. Well then it is back to catching rats and boiled green leaves. He noticed the people leaving. Something is up. His hands moved to the hidden swords at his sides. He had taken the swords of a rich man in a game of cards. The man tried to get them back. His blood was left on the pub floor. Nobody takes what is Hawk's. "Hey can I get another ale" Nobody is paying attention to Hawk. He just slumped lower and pulled his scurfy hat down. All the time scanning the room

Urúvion (US1) · 23.11.2013

The crow flies away and lady char and I head back into the pub, I look over and notice a clocked figure sitting in front of an empty plate. "Can I get you anything sir?"

Sparhawk4 · 23.11.2013

"Fill my ale and do you know if there is any jobs here."

Urúvion (US1) · 23.11.2013

I fill his ale and reply,"ya, we need a scout"

Sparhawk4 · 23.11.2013

"Thanks I will take the job and the ale to go" Getting the ale I picked up my rucksack and move outside. This can be a difficult job. I am more into killing silently like assassin but I need the job. I will not push my luck and ask for a room. Walking outside I survey the land outside. Not much to see. There is evidence of many battles that happened. I take up position in a tree. Far against the mountain to the east I can see light shimmers of a camp fire. I climb down and go inside. Finding Aidan. "I see fires up on the mountain about 12 hour by foot. Do you want me to investigate. If so do you have any clue what you are facing. I don't like to go into a situation with no intel. Are you the boss and what kind of enemy is out there?"

NationConqueror · 23.11.2013

After eating the food, I walk outside silently and head to the fire, catching sparhawk by surprise as he draws swords that I had no idea were on him, but Aidan simply nods. "You alright, NC?"

"Yeah... yeah, I'm fine." I turn to sparhawk. "So you're new here? Scout maybe?"

"That's me" Sparhawk says, and I notice him staring intently at the campfires in the distance.

"Wondering who they are?"

"..."

"Well, that would be a camp of horrors that we attacked yesterday... to no avail. I'm just afraid that they will launch a counterattack once their numbers are back up."

The crackling, sparking, molten orange embers of the fire are the only sound in the night. Even the crickets are silent.

And, unexpectedly, even by me, I begin to sing. Something about the curse of my heritage, the Conquerors of the past overtaking me, has made me know them better than I would want to. The song I sing was woven from harsh battles throughout the earth, victorious flags being held high, defeated flags lying limply on the ground among the death of the armies. From celebrations, feasts, funerals, and mobs, from an empire overtaking nations, and from too many rebellions to count. From the light of the fires vigorously eating away at the capital of a kingdom forged through conquest, as the kingdom fell to outsiders. From the cries of widows, orphans, survivors fleeing from the once mighty nation. From bitter years as nomads, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, nothing to protect them from the cold grip of reality. And to the present, the last remaining children of the Conquerors' ancestors, roaming around the countryside, burdened with a curse that cannot be taken away, a cruel finish to the line of some of the most powerful rulers in history. The story of the Conquerors would soon fade from history, the last pages of text torn out of books, replaced by new knowledge. But not today, for by the light of the fire, the Conquerors fell, and by the light of the fire, their story is remembered again through song. And though their evil outweighs their good, not all of them were bad. I am not evil either. But the books of history, the endless scrolls and yellowing paper, shall insult me until the day comes when they are burned away, their ashes fading away in the wind as the Conquerors fade away from the memory of the earth.

Solemn from reliving such a tale of tragedy, evil, and yet, some good, I turn in for the night without another word.

Defenders of the Pub: A Role Play

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