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 Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 4:31 pm
The wasteland that is Flagia is covered in sand seas and dessolate terrain make up this once beautiful world. The great gaurdians have done thier best to restore the world but have been unable to accomplish the goal.
People gather in small colonies that are scattered around the land masses to keep from dying in the wild and harsh wasteland. The colonies are not just for closeness and kinship, but they help protect the familes from the monsters that run wild on the dry plains.
There are a few though, a few strong and brave people, that test the wasteland every day. Daring it to swallow them up and erase them from memory. These select members range from simple farm hands that wanted to get away from thier home town, to the most rugged outlaws.
They are called "Drifters".
Bounty Hunters of sorts. Some do odd jobs for merchants and townsfolk for a price, while others are treasure hunters looking for priceless gems and riches beyond thier wildest dreams, or mounds of Gella (money). These hearty Drifters charge head on into the wasteland fighting off monsters and rival Drifters alike with thier trust ARMs at thier side.
ARMs are the weapons of choice for the Drifters. These guns seem to meld with their owner and each one is different for each person.
Arcana (Magic) comes from the guardians as well as the elemental gems that are found throughout the "Sea of Sand".
Along with Wits, common sense, and a thirst for adventure the Drifters travel along the roads less traveled through Flagia.
Our story begins in a small dust bowl of a town called Little Twister. There doesn't seem to be much of any law enforcement, but the saloon is top notch! Boding claims of "The finest serving girls this side of the Sand Sea!" The saloon consists of round wood worked tables, a stage for shows and a bar counter where the Matron of the saloon serves her ale, beer, and other spirits. The name of this Saloon is: Coral's Cove. Named after the owner Coral Gallows.
Coral is font of information and is a favored source for most drifters who pass through the one horse town.
The Saloon is quite this day, save for one man sitting with his feet kicked up on the table. His black boots shine of polished leather, blue jeans and a pair of black leather chaps. His waist is adorned with brown leather holsters carrying two very impressive Rapier Ez Bantorain 93Rs. He wears a green plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up over his bicepes and a brown vest over his chest. His black hat is pulled low over his eyes with a cigarette hanging from his lower lip. The dark blue scarf around his neck looks torn and tattered, but the way it flows in the quiet and still saloon make it seem like something more.
Coral saunters over with her tray balanced perfectly on her hand, two mugs, filled with god knows what, are set down in front of the apparently slumbering man.
"That be all Mr. Maxwell?"
The man looks up and shifts the position of his cigarette to the opposite side of his mouth.
"Come on now Coral, how many times I told ya, Call me Ace." Ace smiled and took the mugs and then placed more than enough Gella on the table. Watching as Coral smiled and sauntered back. "Besides, I'm waitin on a few people I heard were comin through here."
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 11:34 pm
Before you even heard her, you suddenly see a black clothed woman adorned in jewels talking to Coral in the shadows of the saloon. You don't see her face until she turns to look as Coral points to Ace. Her eyes went from mysteriously serious to perky so fast that you're not even sure if she hadn't had a smiling face all along. Her face glowed and there was a charisma about her in the air that was hard to refuse. This was an enchanting bardic woman if there ever was one. She strolled coyly over to Ace's table and sat across from him. Eyes smiling and waiting. Not a word spoken to him. She took the key from her pocket and laid it upon the table with a feeling that he would know what it was for. Coral came over with a tray and served a shot to the lady. "Here we are... Miss," Coral said. "Thank you, and you may call me Charlissa Bliss." "Well met Charlissa," Coral said in reply. Coral glanced briefly to Ace and then went back to work. Charlissa watched Coral and then glanced back to Ace and then to her shot. She grasped the glass and drank swiftly and then set it back down without a flinch. A smirk crossed her face as she looked down into the empty glass.
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Aiyana_of_Limdule Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 11:51 pm
*Ace looked from Charlissa to the shot glass then to the key and back up to Charlissa. He shifted the cigarette again in his lips before pushing the tip of his hat upward so his eyes were visable.*
"If'n that key is to yer room, I'm sorry but I don't pay for things like that." He smirked and placed the un-lit cigarette behind his ear. "But if'n that belongs to a chest, possibly with more than a few fist sized gems in it... I'm yer man."
*He smiled an award winning smile as he sat forward.*
"What can I do fer ya Ms. Bliss?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:05 am
"Now don't you be so harsh to that young girl Ace!"
Vance smirked leaning against the stairway that lead to the rooms for rent. He wore a red bandanna around his forehead and a pair of tanned yellow leather chaps to his his black pants. His chest was bare save for a deer hide vest. His Modified Coyote M17F hanging off his hip. Long brown hair fell just below his shoulders and his tanned complextion showed him to be of the Baskar tribes. Vance strolled over to the table where Ace and Charlissa sat and stood behind Ace.
"Don't let his attitude fool you ma'am. He'd be more than happy to know that key led to your room." Vance laughed and quickly blew a stray piece of hair from his face. "I'm Vance Caradine and this is my friend Ace Maxwell. You have an odd job for us or even a paying one, we'll be more than happy to take it."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:16 am
There is a faint stir in the wind as the door pushes open. The sounds of his shoes scuff across the floor. The man in the brown dusters walks a step into the bar and looks about. His goggles scan the room for any sign of danger. He walks to the bar and softly asks coral for a gin on the rocks. This man looks dangerous.
Coral pours his drink as he turn on his bar stool to survey the scene. Two people. "Wow this place is hopping." he mutters under his breath. He looks first at the drifter his goggles wir and click as the lenses shuffle. "Hmm...looks like the standard drifter." he thinks. Next the woman. They seem to be in a conversation of some sort, and the drifter is layin' on the charm. She is striking. His goggles whiz and spin as the magnification lens snaps into place. He feels something in his heart. Not sure what it is. Of course! He has not seen real beauty in a long, long time. "I must meet this girl!" he thinks. His lenses snap away from his eyes to reveal the mark of snake eyes. Totally red with a small amount of white. He walks toward the table and hears two words that make him more interested "treasure and keys". When he reaches the table he flourishes his hat, gives a short bow and says "Greetings I am Malhavoc. I could not help but overhear your conversation. I too seek treasures from this world."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:28 am
*Thinks* Before I get a word in this fellow Vance shows up and now this odd fellow that is slightly oggling me. "hmmm..." she thinks to herself.
"Well, well, well... this has gotten interesting. I guess I should start with the first thing. I'm not here to be played with behind the scenes as they say. Thanks for the gesture though, it's flattering."
*winks at Vance and then glances around to Ace and then Malhavoc*
"I happened upon this key and I'm not sure what it goes to. I'm assuming treasure. Although I have no idea where. It's very good to meet you all. I am looking for a few persons to travel with me whom share a common interest in helping a woman, such as myself, find a bit of treasure and get in on the deal. What do you say?"
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Aiyana_of_Limdule Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 8:09 pm
"Ok so let me get this straight." Vance took a seat next to Ace and took the cigarette from above his ear and threw it to the ground giving the Drifter an evil eye. "You just happened upon this key? Was it on a dead body? In someone's pocket? On the ground? Or maybe in some type of ruin?"
*Vance looked at the key and narrowed his eyes. he was studying it.*
"You don't even know if it leads to treasure, Gella, or otherwise? How much you gonna pay up front?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 8:22 pm
At first it's faint... but it seems to grow louder at a slow pace, approching the doors of the bar.
"Well it wouldn't be that bad if you would just have killed the thing!"
"Would you shut up? And when is this d@mned antidote supposed to kick in?"
"I should have... I think you're just drowsy and grumpy. And I did say we should have pitched in for those horses."
Through the doors enter a strange pair, both an extreme contrast to the other.
They both pause as they entered and gaze at the assembled group, and then turn to whisper to eachother.
"Drifters?"
"Must be! Can't find anything as fancy as that one around here!"
"... and the guys?"
"Oh yeah... them to."
"Think there's buisness?"
"They have ARMs..."
"And everyone loves a couple Heal Berries!"
With a quick nod between them, they both turn with smiles addressing the group.
The taller man, with a rather stiff smirk bows slightly as he approches thier table. "Gentlemen! And Lady, would you kindly direct me to someone in need of a taveling ARMsmith? I, Jacob Redland, would happily supply them with the position, and I only charge per alteration... and ammo."
The second, and shorter one, steps up and greets them with a welcoming smile. "And let's not forget a traveling member of the Roykman Family Buisness! Andy Roykman! I offer you a rare treat! Heal Berries, Anitdotes, Medicines, and all sorts of useful times! Trust in us! We're a team you'd not want to go Drifting without!"
They stand in silence for a second until Jacob turns to Andy. "That... had to be the corniest sales pitch I've ever heard!"
"So sue me, I'm not a writer! Besides, you're the one who said we needed a sales pitch!"
"That only cuz' you complain about the lack of buisness!"
Andy smiled silently toward the ARMsmith.
"What?! Are you trying to say something?! THEN SAY IT RUNT!"
Andy turned to the group once more. "If you do consider our buisness, please inform us before you leave tomorrow. We'll be happy to meet you all at the Well just at the edge of town." He turned once more to Coral and paid rent for a room and managed to sell a couple of prized Heal Berries.
The two retired to the corner of the bar at one of the tables eating and talking/arguing over things.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 8:46 pm
*Ace cocked an eyebrow at the pair and then looked at Vance.*
"Did he say 'heal berries'?"
*Without waiting for an answer Ace stood up and left his friend to negotiate thier terms with young Ms. Bliss while he shifted his attention to the ARMsmith and the medicine vendor. He didn't wait to be offered a seat, but instead he took the one closest to Andy and plopped down. he placed his hat in front of him and stared hard at them both.*
"You're both joking right?" *he chuckled* "A traveling ARMsmith and a healer. Who sells some of the hardest berries to find like they were an ordinary herb. what makes you think I won't just wait till you're asleep and take those supplies?"
*Ace looked at all the belts covering the ARMsmith and shook his head* "You two don't look like you could stop a Gob let alone a Determined Drifter."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 9:31 pm
Without much of a pause, Jacob is out of his seat with the end of a rifle pointing toward Ace and a pair of bullets just ready to be loaded.
"You know... we can't afford to fix ANOTHER bar." Andy said to Jacob, balancing a set of four darts on his fingertips and a smile slowly spreading across his face, "And as for us joking..." the darts seem to disapper in a flash, "... we're not. You see, we decided that our trades are limited to just two areas... Trainstations and Towns."
"Short commodity." Jacob added gruffly, pulling his rifle reluctantly to the side.
"Exactly." Andy said a smile. "He's a full fledged ARMsmith, and I have Berries to spare, ... two things Drifters like on hand, no matter what the Migrant level. So we get hired and follow Drifters around to satisfy thier needs as they go. Three jobs so far, and three positive reviews!"
"So it's either you think we're a joke, or you're thankful for not. The offer stands." Jacob said, taking another shot of his drink and getting up, followed by Andy with his bag. "By the way Andy..."
"hm?"
"How's that crop comin?"
"Oh you mean the Potion Berries and Mini Carrots? Great! I should have some more by the next town!" Andy said with a smile. "Oh and isn't it odd? Florina wants me to try at Holy Berries..."
A short chuckle is shared between the two as they head upstairs.
"OH!"
"What is it now, runt?"
Andy runs back to the table and plucks out the four darts that were pinning Ace's arms via his shirt to the chair. "Forgot my darts!"
"Stupid kid..." They disapper upstairs, still chatting.
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Aiyana_of_Limdule Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 10:45 pm
*Uncrosses legs and stands up, placing both my hands on the table in fists and drops the smile off my face, bows head toward table and closes eyes*
"I'm not here to join a bunch that plans on arguing and threatening each other with their ARMs. I would like the comfort of that at least. If you are serious in joining me on my travels, I will meet with you one at a time.
Boy you guys are harder than hell to talk to. I will answer you this one question at least..."
*Looks up at the many faces that now surround this table with a casual tone*
"I overheard a pair of men arguing over a treasure key a week ago. It either opens a door to a dungeon leading to treasure or to the actual treasure itself. Anyway, turns out one man happened to have the key on him. When he would not give it up, the other shot him in cold blood. He tried to quickly search the dead body for the key, but had no luck before the Sheriff caught up to him. He was arrested and to be executed the next morn. The dead body was propped up in a coffin for all to see in front of the Sheriff's Office, as the bodies of the two men would find their graves the following day."
"While no one was around I searched the body further and found the key. I hid it and waited to see if I could hear of anyone who knew about the key. Not a word was breathed about it since. Assuming no one else knew about it, I claimed it for my own, as I had already planned."
"There must be an underground cavern or cave around here somewhere that awaits this very key. Well, I'll leave you boys to discuss the matter. I'll be at the bar. If you even think of anything funny and plan on taking this from me, my gun will swiftly take your manhood. I'm not one to be trifled with."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 12:27 am
*Vance frowned as Ms. Bliss stormed off and then watched as the ARMsmith and medicine dealer did the same. he heaved a huge sigh and looked at Ace then to Malhavoc. He shook his head and then ran his fingers through his hair.*
"I'm sorry about that Malhavoc. My friend over there isn't one for company. You would have no idea how hard it is for me to meet new people. I swear, every time i get to meet a new Drifter or even a new anything, he pulls that wannabe badass rutine and they get all pissed off. Do you realize how many heal Berries and Potion berries i have used on him cause of his mouth?" *Vance goes on complaining for a bit longer and then clears his throat.*
*Holds out his hand to Malhavoc.*
"Sorry, I'm bein rude. My name is Vance. I'd be glad to talk over with you, the ARMsmith and his friend as well as Ms. Bliss, the details of what she found in the morning. We're always lookin for jobs, gella has been tight last few months and we need some money."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 11:01 am
Well met Vance. I prefer to let things sort them selves out. I'm sure your friend Ace will come around. If there's one thing in this world I know, money drives everything. I'm willing to go in search of this "huge treasure with Ms. Bliss if no one else is willing. I would go to just be sround this beautiful specimen of femininity. What say you?
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 11:12 am
*looks over shoulder at Ledlin with a curious face and smiles* Mutters to self under breath, "Beautiful specimen of femininity, huh? Hmmm... This could be fun."
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Aiyana_of_Limdule Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 4:22 pm
"Beautiful specimine of femininity.... I don't know about all that, but the term 'Stone cold Fox' does spring to mind."
*Vance stood and wandered over to his friend and looked at his surprise stricken face. he laughed a little as he examined the new holes in his sleeve and held his arm up limply to look right through the dart holes.*
"You know Ace... you really know how to make friends." Vance laughd again.
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