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The Crimson Lord
« Topic Start: April 17, 2017, 03:27:17 PM »
They say he came out of the Palm Sea. A blind man in a tattered red vest, eyes blackened, the skin around them scorched and somehow smoking. He's seen motionless in the streets of Drowenton sometimes at night, preaching to the air. A scary story for local children, likely.

Yet it was not. More reports began to come through. Monsters found slain where he was seen, merchants who swore they sold him minor goods. The stories built, but most were insignificant. Glances into a hood, seeing that horrid gaze...and he being gone. All reports were typical at first, except one heard in a bar.


Tale from the local adventurer L
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He passed me in the streets of Drowton and grabed my hands as I passed. The eyes seemed to entrance me for just a few seconds, but it was enough for the beggerman to place some old murder dagger in my hand and poise the blade point to his heart. He asked in a husky desert voice,

"Can blood anoint blood?"

Well, I turn towards the stranger and say "Wait, what do you mean with the dagger, and the words.....?"

He goes, in this dry voice "I see highblood in you." Kept on an' on about inheritences and blood. Said "...these eyes see little else than blood."

I lowered the dagger, wasn't sure what to think, so I just looked at him...that same pause came over me after glancing into the star-sky black in his eyes. I think I stuttered "Who are you?".

Creepy fella never moved...said "I have had many names. Wanderer, King, Jester...priest will suffice for now. I would speak with you about the future of our people. All people. The lords may throw us scraps, care little for our plight. They have the key to defeat the monsters besieging Dwilight, they know it not. They would not use it if they had knowledge, for they would fear the price. Come, I would speak with you of humanities hope."

Was the weirdest thing I've seen, I swear. We talked for a bit, then he left me standing there. Said "He'd call."

Tale of M
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So, a desert wind passed in Fissoa Fields. Strange, I thought, so far from the Palm Sea. Peasants said it came from a local cave, along with howling at night. They asked me to investigate. 'Well, seems I have to put some creatures to sleep before I get some myself',  I thought to himself.

Couple of hours of investigating the region revealed an invasion, which hadn't discouraged me at all. I entered the cavern and to the sounds of not one or two but entire packs of gnarling creatures. It quickly became obvious that escape was the only option. The..something happened.

A wind blew from inside the cavern. The ear of every horrible dogman perked, and suddenly a panic. Ignoring me, they scattered through tunnels. A few beasts lingered, just as stunned as I was. A blink, the smell of desert flowers...and then I saw all this blood.

The lingerered beasts dead, scattered across the floor in pieces. A single hooded man standing amid the scatters of blood and viscera. His ruddy crimson vest shines inside a threadbare cloak. He looked and me then nods toward a tunnel where I hear the faintest sound of a woman's cry. Also points to a small scattering of slain undead, in a nearby passage. "Come...come..either way to save her.".

I followed the path shown by the mysterious wanderer, deeper and deeper into the cavern. Led by the sound of woman's cry, sound getting louder with each step but at the same time not seeming any nearer. On my way I bash a few undead skulls, unlike the beastmen horde those ghouls were not a challenge for the young adventurer. Only after the brief struggle with the undead did I notice that the sound of the girl is no longer there.

A cavern near the beggar collapsed somehow. Undead poured from a thin hole in the ceiling...then the light flickered. I blinked....somehow found himself running a tunnel, lending a shoulder to a limping beggarman, him covered in blood!

He said: "The desert, the distance strains me and there are too many. I did what I can, but I can do no more. I would seek your help now, though I only meant to ask for it at a later time. The girl may yet live."
« Last Edit: Yesterday at 04:45:03 PM by Malus »

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Re: The Crimson Lord
« Reply #1: April 17, 2017, 03:47:10 PM »
Reserved for Second Act: where it's less about D&D-style-RPteaparty fun...and me telling an interesting story.
« Last Edit: Yesterday at 04:42:33 PM by Malus »

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Re: The Crimson Lord
« Reply #2: Yesterday at 12:52:50 AM »
Third Act: Something that references a time long ago...and is probably a far, far away from happening.

4/17 Reserving a third post. Gonna try to edit the log down and keep "plot arch 1" to the first post, a doctored snippet about each adventurers first interaction with "the beggarman". Second post the grand reveal and a wall of text, third post=epic conclusion and the reactions. Assuming I don't get jacked by nobles. Got something adventurous planned....

4/24 Ok, gonna keep OOC update in 3rd act post. It'll be awhile. Hell, second act won't be soon either. Gonna cut names and just give juicy bits of interaction (hopefully they don't mind me jacking a bit of their RP, touching it up, and keeping them anon. Send me a personal message if you want the full name (or remove the interaction) on the list. I'll add a wiki-link if you've got one....cause the first post will hopefully get kind of long. First three posts will probably be edited over time, so feel free to post here with chatter.
« Last Edit: Yesterday at 04:42:16 PM by Malus »

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Re: The Crimson Lord
« Reply #3: Yesterday at 04:41:01 PM »
One more reserve, just in case. Try to keep the whole thing together.