Roll To Dodge Adventures - The Grail

My head hurts when I regain consiousness, and find myself in a dripping and disgusting sewer. Fumbling around in my pockets, I find all my gold gone. All of it. I have no means of buying anything now. I loudly utter a series of strong words and curse myself for being stupid enough to engage in the heated conversation with the salesman.

Apart from the money, nothing else appears to be missing- I have my weapons and other contents of my pockets. He must've been in a hurry to dissapear from the crime scene.

I need my money if I want to be able to prepare properly for the dungeon. As I crawl out of the sewer and walk back to the market square, I find the stand empty. Clever guy.

I decide to ask around at the neighbouring stands, and gather as much information about the salesman as possible- With the ultimate goal of finding out where he lives. I'm quite confident that he would gladly return my gold if my hollow canines got close enough to his wife's or children's neck.

I start at the stand opposite of the armor stand; The fish sellers. I'll need to be charming for this- I have no means of bribing anyone right now. Intimidation is a different story, of course, but I keep that as a plan B.

(P.S. It probably doesn't matter much, but I just want to point out- I didn't say two golden coins, I said two golden coins less.)

I decide to go into the church, with the sole ambition of getting a spell book they most likely have locked away somewhere.

Blech. Now I need to find somewhere to bathe.

I try to find a cheap place to do just that. Perhaps find something useful along the way. :3

I'm sure that possible disease will in no way come to bite me in the ass. >>;

Toru - 6 You step into one of the blacksmith's and see a shocking sight. A man which you can determine is the blacksmith, is lying dead on the floor, it looks like he died a while ago, from having his throat slit. You see the huge broadsword in his hands, covered in blood, and it becomes clear that he killed himself with the weapon. It's a very well carved weapon, with a huge sapphire on the hilt, and wings sprouting from that gem. You pick up the weapon and realize that it is a very well crafted weapon. You got Rogar's Lament, the greatest masterpiece of a famed blacksmith famous for taking his own life after he knew that he crafted the best weapon he would ever build.

And yet you still decided to label it "Foresharn" with black paint. Seriously, 5th Planet Games is going to be pissed.

Belle - 5 You are an Amazonian Warrior great strength. You come from a society where women are the dominating gender, and thus you see most other men in the same way, unless he proves himself in combat. For whatever reason, you have traveled from your isolated home to challenge the deadly dungeon. Perhaps female power is just what is needed to crack this dungeon open. You carry a long spear, that you have the strength to hurl like a javelin should you wish. You wear very unusual armor, made entirely out of thickly woven vines, using a special technique only known in your society. This provides you with protection that is stronger than leather armor, and yet gives you free mobility as if you were just wearing regular clothes. Your pet Hellhound takes on the appearance of a midnight-black dog that exhales fire. He is smaller than most of his kind, which can grow to be twice the size of a human, but that doesn't make him any less fierce and dangerous. You carry 25 gold coins, it seems that Amazonians are very wealthy, as this isn't that much money where you come from.

You start off in a local inn on the town outskirts, where men take the day off to have a good strong drink or two, typical pigs. However, perhaps these worthless males can do something right, like give you information about the dungeon. Or you can decide that they aren't worth your time, and go off to another place in town of your choosing, whether its the market for supplies, the town center for news, or even some other place of your own choosing.

Tunolipede - 3 The man easily opens up and talks to you, even giving you a tip for the dungeon ahead...

Unfortunately, someone else took advantage. And by the time you realize you were pickpocketed and had 3 gold nicked from you, it's far too late. You're still unsure if the man you were talking to was in on the theft or not, but you would certainly have questions if you ever saw him again.

Dark Soul - 3 First off, you're not broke. He only took 12 of your 20 coins, so you still have 8 left. And I know what you suck, I just twisted your wording because you have so many words, I'm certain you wouldn't notice one or a couple twisted around. Speaking of that, did you notice what I did before you got to this. If not, then now you see what I mean.

Anyway, you find no luck with the merchants, probably because they saw you're attempts at bargaining, and decided that you got what you deserved. However, a man in a nearby alleyway says that he can direct you to the man's home, where he probably is now, for the right price. He proposes 7 gold for the directions, deal or no deal?

Blazi - 6 You enter the church, where a small procession is being led by a priest that does not utter a word. After he is done giving various religious gestures, he approaches you and gives you a variety of similar gestures. Knowing the basic elements of yes-and-no in all Pokemon Games, you nod. He smiles and gives you a large heavy book, then points towards the door, signaling you to go. You somehow find yourself outside on a bench before you can even protest. You check out the book and realize that not just is it a religious text on his religion, but also has a chapter dedicated to spells on light-based magic, which produces illumination, hypnosis, and a powerful charm spell that you suspect that he himself used on you in the church just now. Whatever the purposes of this man, you smile as you realize just how big of a find you have. You can now craft runes for these spells with stone and crystal, should you be able to get the crystal in town.

Dwayna Dragonfire - 5
You find a spa near the town center that eagerly welcomes you in. The manager apparently wants to test a new treatment on you thanks to your scaly hide. You somehow end up agreeing, despite the last time you agreed blindly to such things. Thankfully, the treatment of rock salts works well. And with the rest of the spa treatment going on well. You get rid of the smell and are now looking more radiant and beautiful as ever, well as beautiful as one can call a lizard-woman-thing.

Oh, I didn't know you had already posted. XD

Well, it's causing me more trouble than what it's worth, and I don't think I have enough to get a blacksmith to fix it for me. It'll just have to do for now.

I think I'll walk around town and see if there's anything cheap or on sale that I can buy. Besides, the more I walk around in this solid form, the more I could get used to it, right?

... Right?

*Shiny expects to trip over a rock sooner or later

With the power of Roga - FORESHARN by my side, I head out of the blacksmith's, with a note by the side of the man -

"INB4 ZACKY"

What on earth could that mean? I snigger as I exit the blacksmith's - my preparations for the journey towards the grail are almost, almost complete! To finish, I head to the market, and arrive at the general stall, and ask the clerk what basic provisions for a long travel I could purchase with at most, 5 gold coins.

... Two sixes in a row? Lady Luck: Two questions. Would you like a puppy, and will you marry me?

Anyway, onto the game. I decide to walk down to the town, not to buy anything yet, just to see what they have there and assess the situation.

And If I'm going to be attacked, I'll raise an undead or two when I am.

I'm quite happy with this. My scales are shiny and bright. :3

Now that I'm all cleaned up and have some more coin, I will look for some better equipment, or at least start to gather a party to go with me into the dungeon.

Shiny Eevee - 6 The last thing anybody would see out on the streets is a wind spirit, when does the wind itself go shopping anyway? Merchants are happy to pounce on such people, as new species means new business. You eventually several polite merchants who each offers to take all the measly money you have on you, and give you either a huge bag of food, a suit of steel armor, or a bottle of rare elixir that can heal all wounds. All you have to do in return is tell your people about them, as many as you can. Better practice for your advertisement speech.

Toru - 6 You see one merchant who looks troubled. You come over, thinking its because he's a fairly cheap place who would happily sell you something for your 5 gold coins. The case is actually that he is trying to sell a pair of adamantite platelegs, except its not working because his advertisement for it is "Your balls are well cased in these joggers!" You use some bargaining, and convince him to sell you the powerful, yet heavy, pants for your 5 gold. Somebody is going to get one heck of a surprise next time they try kicking you in the nuts.

Blazi - 6 I guess she likes the puppy, and she accepted the proposal. Now you find a stout hunchback that leads you to his little shack in town. You walk in and see a necromancers haven, bones, limbs, organs, and other various body parts hang on the walls. The hunchback necromancer however does not go for them, he instead reaches for a thick jar on the bloody shelf. It is filled with what looks like black liquid, it shakes violently, and you can swear you can hear screaming. He insists that it will aid you in the dungeon ahead, and immediately opens the bottle and presses it into your robes. The bottle drains out in seconds, as if there was nothing in it. You feel nothing, but look down as a face pokes through your robes for just a second, uttering a silent scream before disappearing into the fabric. The man explains that he has harvested souls for years from the damned and wants to test an idea for robe armor. He says he knows of your profession, and that's why he wants no other to be the one to test the protection that a hundred damned souls can give to the living, to atone for their sins before they can move on to the next world. You're worried that one of the souls will start poking out at a bad time, like it did just now, but yet you thank him for the upgrade to your robes, giving you a very unique armor.

Dwayna Dragonfire - 6 You quickly find a man in strange clothes who rambles that he just traveled from 20,000 years into the future, and brought back a token from the far-fledged future, that he says will heal any throat of ailment. He quickly sees your draconic form and gives you a sample for free, telling you that it will be useful. You have no idea what he's rambling on about, and are tempted to throw the strange bottle with a tube away, but curiosity tells you to go to a corner and try the strange thing. You follow the instructions he gave, and breathe in from the bottle from the mouthpiece, and feel a strange air rush through your throat. You almost empty the bottle in one go, and only stop to gasp for air. Usually, your asthma would bring you down to the ground like this, but you feel nothing. You breathe better and stronger than before, as if you have lungs with the strength of cannonballs. Your asthma is cured!

With that out of the way, you scout around the market and see several people that you suspect are adventurers like yourself. Most notably...

[list=]A young Elven Archer
A very young mage
What appears to be a transparent girl
A draconic warrior
A human warrior
A pale man with a belt full of throwing weapons[/list]

Feel free to approach one or two to form your party

All of you got six? Please excuse me now, but I need to check into a mental ward. I think my brain just imploded

(... there is no chance that I'll get a six this time round. Dear god, help me ;; )

I quickly and politely thank the man for his information and scurry out of the bar before any other pickpocketers or just plain trouble-makers could target me.

With somewhat muffled enthusiasm I wander around confidently (or at least I try to look confident) in search of other people looking for the grail. Maybe I'll stumble into someone~

Ahh, lovely~

Much as I loathe to become dependent on the aid of hopelessly grizzled, bumbling male specimens, it wouldn't do to go out into the town knowing anything less than what they can teach me.
I suppose I'll have to charm some valuable information from them.
And, if that doesn't work, charm them better - and this time with sharp things.

I think you put myself on that list of prospective allies. =P I'm happy that my asthma is cured! I'll be able to breathe more easily... in both senses of the word. >3

I see a pale man with throwing weapons and ask him to join my party. I also attempt to gather the assistance of the elven archer. If neither of these folk would like to come with me, I will ask the others.

Oh, and I totally use my draconic charms to do so. Which will in no way make things worse. >>;

.... I think I just lol'd at all the six's. And the fact that Blazi got yet ANOTHER six. Break that streak already, dang it!

I think I'll take the elixirs. I mean, really, I have no need for human food and the armor would be more of a hindrance than help for me.

Hm, what to do now... oh wait, this is a town filled with adventurers, right? I should probably ask somebody why so many people pass through this place, and what is this talk about the "grail" that I hear of so much?

You lucky bastards. I probably would've been the C-C-Combo Breaker in that post anyway :p

I hestitate for a moment, then accept the man's offer- But with the previous happenings in mind, I tell him I will give him four gold pieces when I'm ready to go and the other three later. Oh, and I will be five steps behind him while he guides me to the house, so if this is some form of set-up, there will be no other knocking-out's.

I make plans with him to meet up in front of the church at sundown. Even in this state, as human as I can possibly be- Hell, my heart is almost beating!- I'm a better hunter at night.

Tunolipede - 1 Oh you stumbled into someone alright. Another darn thief! You don't even notice as a man reaches into your pouch and steals what money you had left, that's 3 gold down the drain. If you want more gear, you're going to have to make some more money...

Belle - 3 Looks like one of these men think the same way you do, he call you a filthy skank who belongs in a brothel or some other degraded place! A typical woman stereotype. You prove him wrong In a swift stroke of anger, you grab the man and throw him across the room, knocking over a few tables and everything that was on them. In a flash, you are back over the man, ready to hurt him some more, but he instantly caves, and tells you what you want...

When you're done, you knock the man out, and then turn to see an angry barkeep, clearly because of the damage you did to his inn. You apologize and give him 5 gold, he stops shouting, but still throws you out of the inn. You're not welcome back in there again.

Dwayna Dragonfire - No Roll Guaranteed actions like this one do not require a roll to commence, so there is no gain or loss in acting on them.

You approach the pale man, having just witnessed him talking with a shady figure in the side alley, and start off a conversation, quickly getting to the point about the upcoming dungeon. After you are done explaining, you await for his reply. To continue, you must wait for Dark Soul to reply.

Shiny Eevee - 1 You are, well, largely ignored. Because you're basically semi-solid air, people don't quite realize that there is a living being there. So you constantly get pushed around by the crowds. Ultimately, you end up dropping your weapon rapier, and lose it momentarily under the feet of people. When you pick it up again, the weapon is in two pieces. Now you have to fix it to be able to use it again.

Dark Soul - No Roll He isn't too happy with only getting 4 gold now, but he agrees anyway. As soon as the two separate, you are approached by a female dragonic warrior, who starts off with a brief conversation, before getting to the point. You now have the option to team up with this woman and work together to get to the final treasure. So take it, or leave it.

... ;__________;

I sigh and curse quietly under my breath. So now all I have is myself, some runes, the robes I'm wearing and ... some salty meat? Oh well, I guess it's better than nothing.

Seeing as there's nothing better to do, I attempt to begin street performing, busking; singing. Maybe I'll get money from it. I ... dunno ;;

PFFFFFFF

Well, seeing as all my money's been used up anyways, and I just continuously trip over this stupid thing, I think I'll try to sell its pieces for some money. If not, I'll just throw it all away but keep the blade just in case.

Oh, what's that noise? Ah, it's a little girl who's singing. Perhaps I could talk to her and give her a coin or two if I manage to sell this (broken) rapier.

Whatever that place was a hole anyway.
I'm intrigued by the information he's provided me with, though, and decide the best course of action would be to go shopping for some new weaponry.

Or silverware.

I hope I'm not too late to play this!

I'd be a 22-year-old male Charr Warrior (http://wiki.guildwars.com/images/a/ae/Charr_ranger.jpg), with two fire-element scimtars (http://www.danceofthesacredfire.com/Scimitar.jpg).

After the man dissapears from the back alley, having agreed to the deal- Albeit grudgingly-, someone walks up to me; A member of a race I have never seen before, a dragonoid human (Or maybe a humanoid dragon?), with green scales and tattered wings.

The dragonelle engages in conversation with me, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, she cuts to the chase and starts talking about her Grail quest. I realize she must've recognized a treasure seeker in me as well; Is it really that obvious? Do we just have this aura of 'I'm looking for my ultimate dream' surrounding us? Or is this dragonelle just exceptionally sharp?

She makes an offer that's hard to resist; Partnership and cooperation in our quest for the Grail. I've only just met this woman- How can I be sure if she is trustworthy? But on the other hand, in a mission as dangerous as this one, allies are to be cherished.

I decide to take her offer, and I shake her hand. This can be the start of something very profitable, but I will nevertheless watch my back. You never know in a world like this.

I bend over slightly and whisper something that might be interesting to her. It doesn't seem like I'm going to make it with my new schedule, but if she has some free time tonight, she might find it worth a try.