In the age 4729, the 19th of Gozran Fireday, we find ourselves in the land of Taldor which is rich with history…that is, a history of war, conquest, and then a slow decline in economy in the last few decades. However, with a recent adjustment with how Guilds work around the land of the Inner Sea Region, a new opportunity was revealed; becoming the central hub for most Guilds to have the most freedom that they could have, nearly being independent city-states in of themselves. This change in policy helped them get a plethora of new registration applicants, so many that they had to expand the department and facilities that dealt with them. Of course, other nations soon began adopting some of the policies, allowing them to retain the Guilds within their own borders it became apparent that Taldor, as a nation, was beginning to experience a second golden age.
In these lands is where we find our story of a particular guild with some very interesting members; The Fractional Helix, the unique name was chosen by the Guild Leader as he only allowed mixed breeds of individuals to join. The downtrodden or overlooked would find safe haven and a place to make a name for themselves within these walls and show the world what they can really do. This tale starts with two adventurer’s who had recently join in the last couple of years have really started to shine; Hakuul the Sylvan Rogue,Flidais na Coillte the Aasimar Hunter, Dor the Orc Brawler, Vraxim the Halfing Oracle, and Kiana the Half-elf Magus. It is with them that we pick up, on the day after a completed quest they had a bit of trouble with...
As they came back into the city of Oppara, winding down the wavy roads that would lead them to the eastern side of the citadel, there they would see the symbol of their guild; a jaggedly split double helix was the banner that swayed in the air above the entrance to the guild. It was a rather large structure, not the biggest one in the city by any means but with three floors above ground and two below, she was still a sight to behold. The grand double-wide doors would creak open as Dor would force them open, to let in the sounds of the lively hall echo outwards to the travel weary group. It was a large common area in the center, with the Naoki on the left where the Bounty and Quest Boards were, nonchalantly. On their right was the kitchen area; Brofard and Tufong were the day chefs an Lillytong as the night chef, the three of them would handle the hungry requests of the Guild denizens no matter what the request was. Today it seemed that a traveling minstrel group had taken the stage in the back for their performance. A few young looking elven women dancing, with two of them playing some kind of instrument; like that of a upbeat folksong!
"Welcome back you five; took you long enough to finish off that quest for the hidden glade. The dryad prove too much for you lot?" They would hear a teasing voice of the Guildmarm, Naoki; she was a prime example of the stereotype people have against Catfolk. Beautiful, playful, and mischievous to no end. "You did succeed tho, right? You wouldn't have come all the way back here if you didn't...unless you wanted to be demoted~" She would chuckle under her breath, her tail swaying behind her; she always did enjoy teasing your group more than most.
"Of course we succeeded. Crowe and I tracked it down and those three did a number on it, especially Kiana. I don't know if I'll ever get over how impressive it is to be able to wield a spell in one hand and be as adept with a sword in the other hand as a lot of other fighters I've seen."
Flidais would pet Crowe's head, reminding him he did a great job as he acts like a normal house cat in response, only many times bigger.
"Oh, and we wouldn't have all made it back without Vraxim keeping us alive. He may not be adept at combat, but he is invaluable to us nonetheless."
Kiana would scoff at the comments between Naoki and Flidais. "I haven't failed a mission yet, it wont happen now. Don't know why I'm suddenly getting all this group work. I was doing just fine by myself on solo missions."
Kiana would then look over at Naoki put of the corner of her eye. "What have you accomplished lately other than grooming yourself and spitting up hair balls anyway? I'd hope that if you're checking on us you'd have some interesting story to tell." She'd say mockingly, not in a cold manner as a person would if they hated a person but not exactly playful like Naoki, more monotone.
To improve her mood towards Kiana and the party, Vraxim will attempt a diplomacy check
diplomacy 1d20 +15 = 29ℹ (14 + 15)
Vraxim will look up (I'm assuming he is much shorter than her) and say "Naoki my dear! How are you this lovely day! Forgive my companion here, we are all a little on edge on the moment. It was quite the quest. Damn near broke my wand trying to keep everyone alive!" Vraxim says with a chuckle.
"I think if we get a little food and drink in us, we will all be in a better mood, and raring to go for the next one!"
Walking out of the shadows cast by the architecture of the interior of the Guild, Dor advanced heavily towards the egotistical Kiana. In a deep voice, he expressed his dissatisfaction with Kiana's recent actions.
"Shut your trap, Kiana!" the orc demanded, towering over her, "Your prior achievements mean nothing to this guild, so stop bringing them up. I understand you're proud of yourself but no one cares."
Dor turned around and started heading back to where he was standing moments before, but not before also confronting Naoki.
"And you," Dor muttered with the point of a finger a bend of the knee, "quit acting like a brat."
Dor spoke his mind and stomped back to his original standing place, leaning once again on the pillar, arms crossed, and staring at the wall across the room.
Hakuul glances towards Dor with a big grin on his face, "Don't pop a blood vessel, big guy! We've used enough healing potions as it is on this quest!"
Hakuul smirks to himself as he closes the distance to Naoki, leaning on a nearby table, "Not to worry, Whiskers, we've dealt with the tree lady, per request! I always thought plants were gentle, but wow did she put us through the ringer!"
Naoki would roll her eyes at Flidais comment about how her team worked well, though she didn't have much time to make a retort before hearing Kiana jab at her with the old hairball joke...again. She merely hissed an fake scratched at her in the air for a taunt, though once she heard Vraxim's calming voice she went back to being normal with a smile and her tail swaying happily. Though it didn't last long as Dor walked up and frightened her with his booming voice, she kneeled down to hide behind the counter with just the upper half of her head visible with her ears flat. Thankfully before she sulked off, the voice of the equally mischievous Hakuul brought her back up as she chuckled at his joke and nodded her head at his assessment. "Well, I guess it's all fine and dandy if you made it back in one piece then...The Guildmaster isn't back from his outing yet or whatever he decides to call it, so you won't be able to get your assessment yet for the mission but I will mark it as complete for you. Hopefully he will be back in two days, that's the longest he stays away." She says happily as the big book on the table is opened up an scrolled through an sees the Quest marker for it; quickly stamping it with the Guild's symbol and then closes it once more. "Maybe no more quests that pay in advance then huh? That way you could negotiate better in case there are...complications~" She would giggle before going over to a different group that walked up, just a band of five Silver Ranks wanting to catch up to their group no doubt.
They had just been promoted to Gold a few months back an this was their third quest in that rank; the highest was Adamantine, followed by Mithral, then Gold, Silver and the lowest rank Bronze. Their group is the fastest in guild history to ascend as they have however, since being grouped together since Silver has been a bit slower due to their inability to work well together. They would see that several new postings would have been put up an others taken down, depending on how the group wants to do things they could do another one before the Guildmaster got back perhaps? Otherwise there were many things to entertain someone in the guild or the city of Oparra in general; the minstrels were still performing for a bit, there was the training grounds, or even grab a bite to eat like Vraxim stated! If not that, the Grandbridge district housed many other entertainment venues that anyone could find appealing, with it's salty wind air in the spring many festivities were underway!
Kiana would glare at the Orc. "I don't consider anything an accomplishment until I accomplish my goals, otherwise they are just means to an end or inconveniences...... but I guess it's easy for someone like you to mistake that since you have no accomplishments yourself not to mention I also question your intelligence to comprehend that kind of stuff."
She would then begin walk walk away from the group. "Now if you'd excuse me I'm gonna go find some food and drink. You all do whatever it is you feel the need to do. And try to make sure the next job you guys feel the need to take me on isn't such a lame one."
"Well," Hakuul says as he stretches in his chair, "not that this isn't fun, but I'm going to go get myself a round or two of merriment."
He then stands up, bowing a bit before turning to leave, "If anyone wants to find me, I'll be here rewarding myself or unwinding in a bed somewhere; Someone ought to appreciate these lovely performers!" Hakuul smiles as he saunters off to enjoy his evening.
"Well lads" Vraxim would say in a jovial voice, addressing Dor and Flidais "I dare say the other two have the right idea. I to could go for a stiff drink and a hearty meal! Care to join us?"
out of character: Kinnon, what time of day is it?
Flidais would simply stand there with a pained smile on her face thanks to her companion's constant bickering.
Turning to Vraxim to respond to his question, "I'll pass on the drink, but I'll be happy to join for a bite. Crowe here is probably hungry too, aren't you?"
Dor, still leaning on the pillar, turns his head to look at Vraxim.
“I’ll pass. I’ve had enough of Kiana for one day,” the orc responds, straight-faced as ever, with a slight frown.
Dor straightens his posture and begins to walk towards his room. He stops a moment and turns his head slightly towards Vraxim and Flidais
“I’ll be in my living quarters if you need me,” Dor adds.
He continues to walk away until he is out of sight of the two still standing in the common area.
"Ah, very well then. We shall catch up later" Vraxim says to Dor. "shall we?" Vraxim says to Flidais as he makes his way to the cafeteria (?) and order a halfing sized meal; a meal consisting of greens of some kind, sausage, and nuts. He would also order a halfing sized beer which he drinks with a smile on his face; it has been a long day after all.
Flidais would follow along behind the little halfling as he makes his way into the dining area. She would order enough of whatever the freshest game meat they had for Crowe to fill his belly as well as a bowl of water for him. For herself, she would order some tea as well as a salad topped with whatever fish they had that day.
"I honestly feel bad for you sometimes, Vraxim. Having soo many personalities mixing and clashing in this group is sure to make the role you took on as our main speaker a difficult one. I sincerely hope that those two start getting along more at some point as well as they seem to work in combat. We'll never be able to take on any of the more highly ranked quests if they continue to bicker as much as they do." She says, taking a sip from her tea, enjoying the aroma and taste of it.
Dor remains in his quarters with nothing to say to himself or others. He awaits his next quest.
Time went on as the group dispersed; some went their own way while others sat down and broke bread together. Discussing the time that they had spent together in the last half-year working as a unit rather than as individuals like some of them had in the past. Dialogue was passed back and forth, drinks were had, and some well deserved sleep was acquired on their first day back from their quest. The Guild wasn't always this rambunctious; only when the Guildmaster out of town on important business. By this time tomorrow, things would be back to running like a well-oiled machine!
The Next Day: 20th of Gozran, Starday
The morning that the group would awaken to was the usual sound of mutterings and the thud of quest papers being stamped for those that were accepting the quests in the Commons area. A small piece of parchment was hanging in the front of each of their doors, stating that Arfin Norgeiros had returned and would be awaiting them in his main office to discuss what he has heard about their mission details. All of you would arrive relatively on time, knocking on his grand double-door entry and would be welcomed into the library like office; it was large and circular, with him sitting at his chair with his legs up and smiles brightly at you four. "Welcome crew! Glad to see you returned safely and it seems like your adventure has already spread a bit in the small village you helped with the Dryad. However...it doesn't seem to be all good or bad." A face of solemness spreads upon him as he stands up and walks around his desk an motions for you to line up in front of him for his review. You know this to be the standard as you went through it a few times when you were accomplishing the last few Silver quests before you went up a tier.
An with each time, you would state your name and specialty before receiving it. He awaited whoever decided to volunteer first.
Kiana would step forward arms crossed as normal. "Kiana Kaslana, close range fighter using my sword in combination with magic to eliminate my enemies."
Vraxim would follow suit and step forward next. With a polite bow he would say "Vraxim Uldara; I specialize in healing magics to keep my allies alive."
Hakuul slides up next to Kiana before taking a deep bow. "Hakuul, Scout and Spy for the party, as well as melee combatant."
Dor leisurely walks forward with heavy steps, shaking the ground beneath them.
"Dor; I kill things with my hands," the orc murmured, leaning in and holding out clenched fists.
Flidais would step forward after her companions with Crowe by her side. She would give a polite bow to Arfin in the same manner she would an elder of her village. Her left fist clenched and resting against her chest while her right hand rested by her side.
"Flidais na Coillte and my partner, Crowe. I am a secondary scout, wilderness tactician, tracker, secondary Medic, and ranged support for my comrades. Crowe here is one of our melee combatants as well."
"Kiana, a magic-melee type...with the peculiar blade always at her side, never changing it yet still growing stronger. You've grown over the year or so, especially solo. However, it seems you still have trouble trusting your teammates...there was word with how you and Dor kept distracting each other with infighting while accomplishing the mission." He would say as he paced back an forth between the group, his head lowered and his hands behind his back. "I know you prefer to work alone and I know you want to move up so that you can accomplish a particular goal in mind but if I cannot trust you to trust those who fight by your side...I'm afraid I cannot allow you to gain further access into the archives. Your review," He would stop in front of her an then look her in the eyes before speaking again; the strong yet gentle blue eyes that show years of wisdom beyond hers, he continued. "Report; No substantial progress. Rank stays as is. Suggestion; learn to trust your teammates, even if you don't like them. Once I hear of better success on this front, I may reconsider my opinion." He would nod his head to her before moving on to Vraxim.
"Vraxim; the wayward halfling with a healing touch. You are still quite the talker it seems and I do mean that in an endearing way. The reports of how you try to keep your team under control is well noted, despite the hiccups in it. However, it's because of those consistent hiccups that are preventing further progress of your group...a leader cannot fully get his team's strength to be revealed if he doesn't get to know them better. I know it isn't from a lack of trying but perhaps a change in methodology would behoove you." He said as he looked down to the healer of the group, though not in a demeaning way. "Report: No substantial progress. Rank stays as is. Suggestion; work through yours and your teams problems together. None of you are alone anymore, once I hear of better success I may reconsider my opinion." He would wink to Vraxim with a smile as he then went up to Hakuul.
"Hakuul; the resourceful-rogue with a history he wants secret to keep secret. A special case was made for you on your entry into the guild despite our normal regulations... that will have to change if you want to get any higher within the Guild, regardless of talent or accomplishments mind you. Essentially that is all that is holding you back from advancing, however with our private discussions I know you have yet to resolve certain aspects of that so until you do, my position remains the same. Rank Stays; perhaps helping your comrades will help you confront your past or at least have some able hands to resolve it?" He said as he then reached out with a pat on his shoulder, with a knowing an understanding look in his eyes, he then went over to the towering Dor.
He would slowly look up to the Orc, no fear or hesitation in his face when he uttered the words he did, "Dor...you disappoint me." He said with a stone cold face, his body rigid with resolve as one could hear the cackling energy behind his back from his hands. "As the only full-blooded Orc within my guild I had high expectations that you would be different and show the world what your strong hands are capable of...other than destruction. Holding firm in your beliefs is noble and isn't to be stifled within my walls, however...constant threats to your own comrades with that anger of yours, regardless of actions taken or not, is simply not tolerated within my Guild. Fractional Helix is about showing the best of our own can do...Report; no progress. Rank stays as is. Suggestion and Recommendation; curb your ego and enthusiasm against your fellow squads. Kiana knows she needs to learn to trust and you need to learn to respect others ideals, tolerance so to speak. Again, you don't have to like them but you will get along in a somewhat humble manner. Understood?" Not often would anyone ever see the Guildmaster so upset, though the look in his eyes were not of anger or hate...no, they were eyes of somberness and hurt, as if he was saddened by Dor's actions. Perhaps he took it too much to heart what the Orc did? As he rolled his shoulders and sniffed his nose, he went over to Flidais and Crowe last.
The Guildmaster grabbed something from a bag on his table, which must've been a bag of holding as he pulled something from within it larger than it's own dimensions. A large dried piece of jerky, as he handed it over to the large Crowe who slurped and munched on it on the floor, purring happily at this unexpected treat. "Now that we don't have to worry about him thinking I am threatening you; Flidais na Coillte, hunter with her rare companion. I know you are not quite as used to the large city life we have here an it shows sometimes with shirking of duties to your comrade Vraxim. The speaker may have a tough job trying to get everyone to get along but as I explained with Kiana and Dor before you; everyone can help each other, even if you are already doing your part. The point of a team isn't to be a hunting machine; everyone doing their roles and be expected to always do it. A team in this guild help pick up each other's slack but not to down talk them when we are done." He raises his eyebrows a bit at her, did he somehow get word of her conversation with Vraxim last night when they were breaking bread? He cleared his throat as he stood up in a more professional stance, seeing that Crowe had finished his treat, "Report; no substantial progress. Rank stays as is. Suggestion; If one is too busy seeing the faults in others, they become blind to their own areas of needing growth. You grew up in a tight knit village, use some of that to assist your team in becoming a better unit as a whole. If changes are seen, my opinion may change."
He would then walk back to the seat of his desk, pulling out a ink vial, pen and a journal, ready to write something. "As is customary, you each can ask one question to me each. Nothing too big or long, I have at least ten other squads that need review today as well." This is the time you could speak your peace about what was said or concerns you have with the guild itself. Only Gold Ranks are allowed such an honor since Arfin was quite busy.
Dor remains silent. He stares at the floor, arms crossed and leaning against the wall, with an irritable expression on his face.
Kiana would look directly at the guild leader. "You're wrong about these four you know.... they may not have performed perfectly, but without their abilities we wouldn't be here. Hakuul, even though he can't seem to stop hitting on every girl he comes across, was able to get a general location of the target. Flidais was able to track it and get us directly there. Vraxim may not be the vocal leader this team needs at this time but his healing kept us from being in worse shape than we ended up. And despite Dor being a pain in the ass, he was able to bring down the target. While I still don't completely trust this crew, they are no doubt going to get better. As for me I was unable to deliver the final blow or assist in other ways therefore you're judgment saying they made little to no progress is wrong in my opinion. They're reviews shouldn't be affected by my short comings."
Kiana would then turn and begin to leave the room as the others addressed the guild leader but would pause just before leaving and without turning back to face her team. "Don't think that this means I'm looking for your guys approval. Just because i don't trust you doesn't mean I'm going to let you get cut down like that. You guys by no means performed at your peaks..... but you did do better than he seems to want to acknowledge. Now if you'd excuse me I'm gonna go eat and then relax in a bath for a little while before taking another job. If you need me, I guess you can come find me, not like I have much of a choice anyway." She would then walk out the door.
Hakuul watches as Kiana walks out, a bit surprised by her statement. He then turns to the guild master, saying "I am sorry for my... complicated situation, but thank you for understanding." Hakuul then stands there, smiling despite the situation, and avoiding the topic of Kiana's words. "I will see what I can do for my pals here; if there's anything immediate I should know about, I would very much like to know, though." Hakuul says with a wink before backing up just a bit to signify he was finished speaking.
"I greatly appreciate your wise words, sir. I have been holding myself back from making an active effort to get to know my other comrades more than simply what they are good at when it comes to completing a quest. I most definitely would like to learn more about the local customs and I wholeheartedly believe that my comrades are the key that will unlock the door to that knowledge. I believe that my first order of business will be to try to get along with Kiana!" A very wide smile would be showing on Flidais's face.
"Other than Dor, she seems like she's the toughest nut to crack. She's a lot like that of an alpha female of a pack. Dor is just like a big bull, you just gotta tread lightly around him." She would smile warmly at Dor, showing him that she meant it in the best way possible.
"Well then, I'm off to see what I can do about that shewolf! Come on Crowe, we've got work to do!" Flidais would quickly bow to the Guildmaster, pausing for a second at the bottom of it to show that she meant it, and then run off after Kiana.
"Crowe, stop Kiana, but be nice!" Flidais would tell Crowe as they leave the room. Since he was able to move faster than she could, it would be best to allow for him to cut her off before she got too far ahead!
Handle Animal: d20+15 = 31ℹ (16 + 15)
"Kiana! We most definitely need to get to know each other! The Guildmaster is right, and I need to face my own flaws before I can face any of yours. I've been wanting to really get to know you not only due to us being on the same team, but also since we're the only women on it! A real looker like yourself is bound to draw a lot of attention, and not necessarily the kind that is most desired. What do you say we get some tea and just talk? The more we know about each other, the more cohesively we will be able to work as a team!"
Vraxim would respond next. "Thank you for your advice guildmaster. I believe this team shows promise,I doubt we would have made this far if that weren't the case. but as you have pointed out, we have much room for improvement." Then in a more jovial and optimistic tone he would say. "In fact this is something I shall begin with at once! It appears that Flidais has had a similar idea as myself. If you will excuse me sir, I will make my leave so that I can catch up to those two!"
Vraxim then bows very politely and leaves towards Flidais and Kiana
out of character: my plan is to have a one on one chat with everyone's character at some point. As it happens, the opportunity has presented itself to do so with Kiana and Flidais.
After leaving the room Vraxim will do something resembling a sprint as he tries to catch up to his comrades. As he catches up to Flidais and Kiana he will say "Wait!" After getting their attention, he would take a brief pause to catch his breath. "I think you would agree with me that the gist of what the guildmaster is saying is that we need to get along better. Truthfully, I think he may have point. We know each other's names, our specialty in combat, but as Flidais has said, we know little else beyond that. That said, what would you two say to heading to one of our rooms and having a friendly chat?"
out of character: Timmeh and Topslayer, if that is something your character wouldn't agree to, then ignore the rest of this post and DON'T RESPOND. That way we don't clog up the thread with to many posts. But if that is something they would agree to then read on:
Once they were in the room, Vraxim would close the door behind them, and begin to speak: "Well then, I think a good place to start would be sharing each other's backstory; share a little of our history, how we found our way to the guild, things of that nautre. But if not everyone his so willing devulge such information that is perfectly fine! Anything can be a good starting point. Your favorite foods, favorite color, things like that." Vraxim says speaking to whomever agreed to chat.
"I will break the ice!" he says with his usual enthusiasm "I was abandoned as an infant, but adopted by an Aasmiar couple Aritian and Davina Uldara. They own a small medical practice in Old Sehir. They taught me the ways of the healing arts and I began work at the clinic when I became older. Though i enjoyed the work, and enjoyed helping others, I became bored after a while."
Vraxim says, giving a brief pause. "you see, Halfings by nature, are a race driven by curiosity and wanderlust; I wanted to adventure, see more of the world!" Then Vraxim's smile begins to fade a little and his face takes on a more melancholic expression.
"I also hope to learn more about who I am and where I came from" Vraxim says with a more somber tone. As he says this, he begins peeling off the flesh colored gloves covering his hand and forearms; gloves that you may or may not have noticed before.
You see that both of his hands and forearms are shriveled and blackened, as if he had plunged them into a blazing fire. "I can scarcely hold something as a sturdy as a weapon without some pain; if you have ever wondered why I don't seem to fight much, this is why."
"But let us not forget the mischievous spirits that seem to haunt me" and as he says this, Vraxim drops one of the gloves. The glove then suddenly flies off about 10 feet in a random direction.
"Annoyances like that follow me wherever I go." A brief pause. Vraxim's expression begins to change back to a more smiling one
"But enough of my rambling! What about you?" Vraxim says as he opens the floor to whomever speaks next
out of character: Topslayer and Timmeh; post one reply with whatever you character would share about themselves.
Kiana would be walking down the hallway when suddenly Crowe would jump in front of her blocking her path. Before she could even question why she would hear Flidais calling out to her.
Once Flidals fully caught up she would start to speak with her eyes closed and arms crossed in an annoyed manner. "First of all I don't appreciate being cut off like that when I'm going to do something.... Second, I feel like we have two definitions of flaws Flidais. You not knowing everything about your teammates isn't a flaw. All that really matters is knowing what they can and can't do and making sure there are pieces in place to cover the things certain members can't. Knowing their history doesn't change that no matter what the guild master thinks." She would soften her tone and posture slightly before starting again after a brief pause "However....."
She would then be cut off hearing Vraxims voice coming down the hallway and hear his words before addressing the two of them in her once again what most consider to be her normal, tense, on guard self. "I can understand Flidais wanting to know me more but you chasing both of us down is unexpected. I would of figured you'd want everyone around for your little get together.... I'll accept your invitation this time just so I can get the two of you off my back for a bit..... don't get your hopes up too high though on what you're expecting to hear from me." She would reluctantly accepting the invite and follow the other two to the room.
Once the three were in the room she would listen to the story Vraxims would tell about how he got to where he is now and opening the floor for one of them to start speaking.
"If you must know something about me then all you really need is that I grew up in Kyonin until I was 20, then I traveled the countryside alone for four years, alone, and honing my skills, before ending up here out of necessity to meet my goals. All the other information is stuff that is for me to know and my burdens to bare." She would say once again giving the bare minimum information about her life.
"Plus Vraxim, from the sounds of it, you had it decently easy.... I can think of many other things that would be worse than being left behind, injured, and have some annoying spirits around...." she would then get almost a saddened look on her face for a brief moment before shaking it off and going back to normal. It appears there is still much to learn about the life of the mysterious Kiana perhaps?
"So, what is it you'd like to share with the group Flidais?" She would say almost like she's trying to get the attention off of herself.
The Guildmaster would sigh heavily at Kiana's words; it would seem yet again she took his advice in a different way than he intended them to go. However, it was up to them to progress any futher, he couldn't hold everybody's hands in the guild like newborns. Nothing would get done and no one would learn how to keep themselves safe when the time would come for it. Thankfully, the words of her companions would bring a half-smile to his face, knowing that even if he didn't have the time, someone else in her party would. "Well, seeing as how the other three have already left for their own objectives, I won't stall the two of you any longer either. Just know; I only said those things because I want to see your group to be the next ones to reach Adamantine level in this guild. Your abilities are solid and once you get along...you might even be a match for the Three Marshals!" He would say as he then took to writting down some things in his journal, seeming to check out mentally from the recent encounter.
"Thank you, Guildmaster, I'm sure in time we'll all be much better-suited to each other!" Hakuul bows his head and flourishes his hand before turning to leave. "Oh, and I never had a chance to thank you, big guy. If you hadn't been in the fight, I don't think I would have made it out alive. Now, if you'll both excuse me, I wanna hear what the others have to say!" Hakuul heads out of the room, trying to Vraxim and the others.
Once he rounds the corner towards the rooms, Hakuul lowers his stance, attempting to be as quiet as possible.
Stealth: 1d20+12 = 19ℹ (7 + 12)
Hakuul searches his party mates' rooms to find them. After a bit of time searching, he finally finds them and Hakuul bursts into the room, shouting "Whatcha guys talking about?!"
Kiana would glare at Hakuul after he rudly bardges into the room. "If you must know Vraxim wanted us to share our backstory so we could become stronger as a team..... however now that you're here I suddenly feel less like sharing since some people don't understand manners.... not that I'd expect them from a wannabe playboy spy like yourself who would likely just give out information to any cute girl that gave you a wink and a smile."
She would then decide to walk out of the room but stop briefly. "Sorry Flidais, guess we'll have to get that tea you wanted another time.... I'm gonna go relax in a bath before we head out on another job. And I should also thank you Hakuul, you barging in reminds me that anyone could be listening in at any time so I'll make sure to be on my guard next time."
She would then completely leave the room and head to her room to relax.... or at least try to.
Dor, still standing in the room in which the meeting was held, begins to walk out but not before turning around to face the guild master. The orc nods his head in acceptance, turns around, and continues to walk out of the room. He heads to the local pub for a pint of mead and a slab of game.
"Crowe, stop Kiana from leaving the room."
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"Hakuul, you really need to learn when you should and should not interrupt meetings between your party members. Kiana, come back and sit down. Since he is already here, why don't we include Hakuul in our meeting? It will only benefit everyone if we know more about each other, especially the most elusive member of our party, wouldn't you agree? As abrasive as you are, you are equally as intelligent and know this to be true. Hakuul, the same goes for you. The best spy is the one who knows the most about their target's movements and how they think, correct?"
With a warm smile, Flidais would pat her hand on the closest seat to her, inviting the two of them to come sit.
Hakuul was very surprised by Kiana's response. He was used to her scoffs and groans, but this was another level. "I didn't realize what I was interrupting. I was only trying to lighten the mood, but it seems like this is a time for seriousness."
Hakuul takes a seat next to Flidais.
"Okay, I suppose you're right; it's probably time I told you something about myself. As you know, my name is Hakuul. I'm older than I look, quite a bit older actually, and I've been travelling for a long time. I used to be the son of someone important, but things happened a long time ago that have caused issues and I can't really go back home."
Hakuul sighs, but shortly regains his composure and grins.
"But that's all history, and I'm not one for dwelling on the past, unless there's something to be done about it."
Crowe would quickly but non-threateningly, get in the doorway and plant his large body in front of the door; like a dog waiting for it's master, he sits expectantly a word of praise or approval from Flidais. The tiger was familiar with the group for the better part of the year so he would not growl or make any noise since he figured it was safe for his master to be in the room.
Dor, you make your way out of the Guild and step out onto the busy streets of Oppara; carts and wagons bustling by with a few adventurer's wandering the merchant quarters that Fractional Helix was in. There were many shops in sight from here, along with a single podium that stood in the middle of each crossroads that would server as a divider and a place for flyers for advertisements of goings on in the city if they didn't want to pay a town crier to do it. It was usually cheaper since Oppara is so large in area, rather than just being a closely dense population. "Pit Fight Special at the Ill-tempered Ram, get your tickets here! Pit Fight spectacular still open for last minute entries!" A well-dressed man with a young boy pauper next to him at a makeshift stall; it seemed legit if not just a bit underwhelming of an official stand. Reason probably is that this was in a Tavern rather than the Coliseum, also because they weren't as well as regulated meaning death was sometimes a common occurrence.
Dor would be able to get a good view of all of this not because he was tall but because most of the crowds, even wagons, would avoid getting closer than five feet from the full-blooded orc. Town Guards could be seen taking special interest in following him with their eyes as he moved, probably desiring any instance to arrest him for something. It used to be much worse before he joined the guild and had it's symbol put onto his attire, like a badge or a pin, so it was nothing that he wasn't accustomed to. The closest pub was the Leaky Lad but the one that was more friendly to unusual humanoids was the Trappers Flagon; either was a good choice though Trappers was a bit more pricey even if a better atmosphere.
Kiana would stop for a moment due to the tiger getting in her way and address the group without turning around. "I've already told you my story, it's nothing special so I don't get why you're so interested.... Plus the more information I give out the more Hakuul has to give out to whomever he feels like. And as for you Flidais, you can't expect people to just listen to your orders like Crowe does..... if you keep putting this tiger in my path we're gonna have problems understood? The world I came from, blocking someone's path is a threat and I'd strongly advise you not threaten me. "
Once again, Hakuul's smile fades away, this time being replaced with a stern glare towards Kiana.
"I don't know what's up with you, but I have never, ever given away any of our information. I understand the importance of knowledge, and if you don't like sharing I completely understand. I, for one have my reasons for reserving information, but lashing out against us and making false accusations only causes issues."
Hakuul then stands from his seat.
"If you don't want to talk about yourself, fine, but understand where Flidais and Vraxim are coming from. If we don't know each other we cannot trust each other, and if we cannot trust each other then we are doomed to fail. As impressive as you are, everyone has shortcomings. Everyone has an area they need someone else to cover, especially in higher ranked contracts. You may not like us, but you have to work with us."
Hakuul walks behind his chair and grabs the back of it with both hands.
"Arguing will not solve anything, if you are not willing to share, then we are at an impasse. However, I also do not want to lose you as a party mate, you are far too skilled a combatant to give up so easily. But rather than cutting you off, I will ask you one question: what can I do to prove my trustworthiness?"
Hakuul then sits back in his chair, looking towards Kiana expectantly.
Continuing to not face the room Kiana would speak again in a softer tone, not quite friendly, but not as harsh as it normally is. "As I've said, I already said my backstory before you came into the room. And as I've also said knowing the past of another person doesn't dictate the chemistry of a team, the ability to cover one another in combat does. As far as trusting you goes, trust is an ability I can no longer posses. The only thing I can do now, since I'm not on my own, is believe that you guys will be at the right place, at the right time, and do the right thing. As far as that goes I have no problems with any of you. You've all shown you're more than capable in combat, however that doesn't mean I trust you to not stab me in the back should it benefit you to do so."
She would then turn her head and give a side glance toward the room and gets a more sturn tone. "Trust makes you blind. When you trust someone and they turn on you it leads to terrible fates. I don't trust you guys, I don't expect you to trust me, just believe I'll be in the right place, at the right time, doing what I must, and you'll progress through the ranks of the guild like you so desire."
She then turns back forward toward the tiger and speaks like she's bored with the current situation. "Now if you'd please remove this tiger, I don't have time for my bath so I'm going to go see if there's a quick job I can do while you three have your chat and Dor does whatever it is he does which also seems it doesn't involve this group."
Sighing heavily, Flidais would finally be able to speak up. She would motion to Crowe to return to her side, being sure to give him plenty of praise.
"You're wrong about trust making you blind, but it seems like you have hidden yourself with your shell and you, yourself, are the only one who can coax you out. I assumed you were more akin to an alpha wolf, but it appears that you are moreso akin to that of a lone wolf, cast out from her pack. Trust placed in the right people makes you far stronger while working with them than simply cooperating with them does. You never learn the true extent of the smallest aspects of their abilities and how you can use them to further the entire group, rather than yourself." She would stand up before continuing, making the same salute to Kiana as she did to the Guildmaster.
"I feel like it falls on deaf ears, but I solemnly swear, in the name of Erastil as well as on my father's name, Conall Athair, that I will NEVER betray you. We are a team, we need to act more like one rather than acting like we are a loose group of individuals with similar goals. We will most definitely fail if we were to take on anything more difficult than that Dryad quest if we do not begin working more cohesively. As for Dor, I believed that he was to be far more difficult to pull to our side, but he may turn out to be easier. That is the only reason why he isn't here. I believed that it would take the entire team to bring him into the fold, but it may end up being the opposite between the two of you. I will be sure to approach him myself to test that theory and it may end up being the four of us coming back to you at some point to do this same thing."
With a look of noticeable disappointment on her face and sorrow in her voice,
"Feel free to do what you want, I will not have Crowe get in your way again. Just know that we will continue to make an active effort to get this team to mesh. I sincerely hope that you do come around sooner rather than later. And I hope we can still have that tea at some point, just the TWO of us."
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A low sigh would slowly creep into the back of Kiana's mind as she would get ready to leave the room filled with her comrades, she knew what this would mean an was surprised that he took so long to chime in at this point. "They just won't quit will they? Though, you still aren't the easiest person to get to know...it's fair though. You don't want to end up like your father, can't blame you for that. I keep telling you though that there are some trustworthy people, your father had some you know? You have been with these guys for the longest you have been with anyone, other than that guy who taught you how to use a sword. Don't you think you could give them a bone?" The voice would belong to her sword, Agis the Ebon; truly the one thing that she could count on in this world. He would stir in his sheath as he would sigh again before speaking.
"Truth be told, they could've gone about this better too so I don't have much an opinion either way other than that eventually, if you really want justice or revenge for your father...You will need strong allies and like you keep telling this group, they fit that bill...just food for thought for you Kiana, I'm going to just rest some more...something that Dryad did just exhausted me the last few days but say the word an I'll cut down any foe before us, especially if it is a Urgothoa creep!" The voice and presence would slowly go back to being still like before, though she knew that he was still there if she needed him.
Sensing that their conversation with one another has gone as far as it could for now, Vraxim will clear his throat and say "Well that was a very...passionate discussion. I think we all learned something about one another today. What say you call it good for today?" Vraxim says addressing everyone in the room
"It is getting to be lunch time and I for one am so hungry I could a Trox!" Vraxim says as he chuckles at his own lame joke
He wobbles his way to the door, gives small polite bow and says "lady and gentlemen, if you will excuse I think I will find a bite to eat" Vraxim says as he looks around the room adressing everyone.
He will then leave the room.
Kiana would first address Agis in her head "Dad's trust is what blinded him, you should know this better than anyone. He's dead now and where are these trustworthy people now that he's dead? No where to be found..... but you make a somewhat valid point I guess.... I unfortunately need these people on my side.... however I don't think they are prepared to hear about my blood soaked past let alone accept it. Nor are they prepared to assist in what I feel needs to be done..... they don't have the hate or desire to kill those that I need to kill..... accept one..... Now get whatever rest you need, we'll be leaving soon."
She would then address her comrades in the room in a much more calm and less aggressive tone. "We'll get that tea someday. Maybe after we get back from our next job." She would pause for a moment before continuing in a slightly more serious voice. "I'll warn you now, if and when the day comes that you do finally discover the depths of my past, you're opinion will change, so I wouldn't say you'll never betray me quite yet. It is a path stained red with blood and the stench of death after all. I'll see you all when it's time for another job."
She would then begin to leave to room in search for food..... and maybe their absent companion.
Hakuul waits for Kiana to leave before letting his shoulders droop and letting out a heavy sigh. He stands up, turning his attention towards Flidais, "I'm sorry if I ruined your chance to get closer to her by barging in. I thought it would be funny, possibly lightening the mood; it seems like everyone is so sour."
Hakuul begins heading towards the door. "I certainly hope we can find a way to trust each other, and I am sorry that I myself don't share much, but it seems soon I will have to. If you would like to grab tea sometime, as well, maybe I will finally be ready."
Hakuul then lets a big grin spread across his face, "Alright, that's enough melancholy for this evening, let's go get ourselves some food! You too, Furball." Hakuul winks at Crowe before leaving the room, gesturing for them to follow.
After a brief pause, Dor reluctantly decided to have his lunch at the Leaky Lad. As much as he hated the often insults and threats, he could not afford the Trappers Flagon at the time. Dor pushed the door open, ducked just slightly below the frame, and entered the rectangular room. He quickly examined everyone in the pub and made his way to the counter.
"One pint of mead," the orc murmured, pausing to take another glance at everyone around him, "and uhh...some game."
The orc sat on the stool in front of him and set some of the money left in his pockets on the counter.
"Well, since you're inviting us, we would be happy to join you! Crowe, let's go get something to eat!" Flidais would follow Hakuul out of the room wherever they decide to get something to eat, being sure to address his concerns from earlier along the way.
"Do not fret about jumping in on us earlier. You had no real way of knowing how Kiana would react, and we didn't think that she would react in that way either. Vraxim and I simply want this team to become more akin to that of a loose-knit family. There's much more assurance that someone you know well has your back compared to someone who you simply know is capable of having your back. I believe it would be especially advantageous for you and I to develop some sort of non-verbal communication for when we are scouting. We had various methods back in my village and being able to remain silent while also getting the message across to your companions sure helps when you're in unknown territory."
The bartender would reluctantly sigh and grab the coin from the counter that Dor had put on it. The Leaky Lad had it's usual patrons, mostly just humans with either a few dwarves here an there with the occasional halfling...nothing but human looking ones it seems again. He would feel the bar sudden;y get a little quieter as he came into the room though no one made any advances to say anything to him. Any who would do so wouldn't dare without either a Guild member on their side or some brigands at least since he was an Orc after all.
The bartender would come back an place a pint of ale in front of him, with a plate of what would be considered almost raw deer meat on it. You couldn't even tell if it was cooked with the blood coming from it. "Here ya go..." He would leave with a bit of a uncomfortable look on his face; you get what you came here for that's for sure. Cheap available food an drink.
The rest of the group that did decide to go to the commons area would see a less chaotic mess of a Guild to be welcoming them. There was an orderly line at the Guild Posting board an Naoki being a bit more polite,as much as she could muster without teasing people, the tables near the cafeteria getting their orders in and out without a fuss about the price even though they know that Brofard and Tufong were more than worth the price. An it seemed the minstrel group was able to make their performance without any bystanders trying to heckle them or join in their dance; today's performance seemed to the that of a light play of a heroic fight between an adventurer and villain!
Since they didn't received their review they were no longer held back with Quest options; it could be international or local ones they could partake in now! They would just need to make sure that they pick one that they could all agree on next.
As Kiana would leave the room before the others she would have already seen the situation at the Commons area but see no sign of the large brutish Orc of theirs. If he wasn't eating or sleeping, he was sometimes drinking though if not here where? There were a few local pubs he could've gone to, if she truly desired to find him and ask him the question she needed to. Just depends if she wanted to put in the effort to track him down.
Kiana would decide that it wasn't something she needed to address immediately and figured she would just wait until a later time. She would then go sit at a table in the corner of the room and wait for the waitress to arrive and take her order for tea and a rack of ribs.
Hakuul would lead Flidais and Crowe to the kitchen section of the guild hall. "I appreciate hearing that, I know she views my playfulness as immaturity, but I'm simply trying to raise spirits. I agree that we should be closer, family is hard to come by in these times."
Hakuul would order some mutton and fish as well as a pint of ale, giving the fish to Flidais for Crowe. "Here, he likes seafood right?" Hakuul would take a seat at a table, being sure to keep a good distance from Kiana, "I don't want to disturb Kiana, I think there's been enough squabbling. Speaking of squabbling, I don't see Dor in here, must be out and about."
Hakuul would take a bit out of his mutton before continuing, "I agree we should have some sort of way of communication. I'm not very arcane savvy, but we could make hand gestures if we know where each other are. Unless you know of a better way, of course."
Dor finished his food, wiped the grease and alcohol off his lips, and stood up. He walked out of the pub without saying a thing to anyone and began to walk back to his living quarters for some training, and then some shut-eye.
"Ah, yes, of course! He loves pretty much any meat as well as the occasional berries here and there. He'll let you know if he won't eat it pretty much immediately though."
Flidais replies happily, seeing that Hakuul actually meant what he said about becoming more cohesive as a team. She would order whatever their freshest game meat or fish was along with some fresh greens and vegetables for a small salad. She would, again, get some tea to drink.
"Vraxim and I understand what you're trying to do and we do appreciate it. Things do get too serious between us all a lot, so a break in the tension here and there is good. Every family or team will have some sort of argument at some point, but it helps us grow closer if everyone shares their own opinions rather than just agreeing with the majority all the time."
After sitting down and praying to Erastil in thanks for her meal, she would continue.
"As for Dor, he'd be easy to track down. That's one of the nice things about orks. You usually can smell them out. As for the communication idea, I agree with hand gestures and maybe animal calls. I became quite proficient with a handful of them back in my village and they would be easier to use at long distances, especially with Crowe here. I too am not familiar with the ways of the arcane. Erastil grants me the ability to cast spells, and I believe there are a few that could help us. I definitely think we should get Vraxim in on at least some of the basic signals, that way we can communicate with the rest of the group, presuming they remain with him to protect him."
As Vraxim eats his food and drink he looks around the room and sees no sign of Dor. Perhaps he ventured off into the city somewhere, or maybe he is in is room? He figures he shouldn't be hard to find when the time comes. He would then notice Hakuul and Flidais talking. Ever the social type, Vraxim would takes his halfing-sized food and drink and make his way over to their table. "Lady and genntelmen! Hope I'm not interupting. Mind if I sit here?" He says adressing Hakuul and Flidais.
Dor would return back to the guild without incident, as the case usually was when he wpuld return. He would see that his party was in the commons partaking in some late breakfast as he went back to his room to train by himself. The quest board still having the same ones up as yesterday.
Kiana would be approached by one of the waitresses, asking for her order and then quickly hurrying off to deliver it. She would see that Dor had made his way back by the time her meal was delivered. Perhaps she would get the chance later today or tomorrow to ask him the question she needed an answer for?
The trio in the middle of the commons would discuss things amongst themselves while they got their meals whilst letting their two loner type have their own time. The meal was scrumptious as was expected of Fractional Helix cafe. Once they were done, they had a feeling they should finally take a look at the quest board since the meeting was a bust an any other forced talks would pribably end in the same manner.
Dor waited in the Guild for his companions, eager to start his next quest and make more money considering he was running low.
Just as they finished their meal, Hakuul would have noticed Dor entering the guild hall. "Ah, the big guy is back! We should probably pick a quest now that we're all in the same room"
Hakuul would stand up, gesturing for his companions to follow. "Come on, let's go get Kiana and pick out a new quest. Hopefully something less plant-like."
Hakuul would begin walking towards the quest board and gesture for Kiana to come over, awaiting the entire group before directly approaching the board.
Kiana would see her group getting together, stand up from her table, and walk over to them so they could pick a job.