The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Jargin.
A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Want color back? Turn Color Back ON!!
Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a large tome gilt in gold on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Jargin' scribed in black ink.
Author: Jargin
Date: Sun Feb 28 00:42:55 2010
Subject A Knight, A Gnome, And An Assface. (PT 1)
The inn was full that night, standing room only, and when
the gnome entered he was almost trampled a few times.
However he was used to this sort of thing, and side
stepped and dodged out of the way. The tall people never
considered his kind, nor the dwarves or kender for that
matter, and it was second nature by now to move clear.
He made his way to the back, towards a room clearly
marked PRIVATE, and was about to enter when a goon
grabbed him by his hair. "And where do you think YOU
are going you little dung heap? If you cannot read I will
spell it out for you. NO GNOMES ALLOWED! In fact, get
the abyss out of here period." The gnome sniffed and
feigned sadness before speaking.
"Ihavebusinessheremygoodman,andifyouwouldjustletmepass,
thepeopleIammeetingwillvouchforme.Ireallydonothavetimefor
gamesatthemomentsoIwouldaskthatyouletgoofmyhairnow."
The man only pulled tighter, causing the tiny fellow to
shriek in pain as he began to pull him towards the
entrance to throw him out. But it seemed the gnome had
other plans because he pulled some dried flowers from a
pouch at his side and blew them up into the man's face.
"Ithinkweshouldbefriends.Youknowyoucanneverreallyhaveto
omanyofthose,wellthatiswhatmygrandfatherusedtosay.Of
coursehewouldn'thavehadtodealwithanassfacelikeyou,but....
Whatdoyousay?Doyouwantobemyfriend?"
The goon suddenly became more relaxed as the gnome asked
the question, pausing for a long moment as the magic took
effect. "Why yes little guy, You seem alright to me
after all. You said you were meeting some people in back
right? Let me escort you there myself."The gnome smiled
and reached up his hand"Thanksassface.Iappreciateit."
Hand in hand the two made thier way to the room marked
PRIVATE, and upon reaching the threshhold, a gruffled
voice came from one of the dark corners of the room.
"Jargin Breeblebrox, get your behind in here. You are
over an hour late!" The gnome let go of the goon's
hand, and retorted,"Seeyouhavemademelateassface.Itold
youIhadbusinessinherebutIwillforgiveyouifyougoandbuymean
ale,anddonotbecheap,wearefriendsafterallright?" The
charmed man smiled widely "Ass face, that makes me
laugh. No wonder I like you so much. I'll bring you and
your friends a round of the inn's finest."
Jargin walked to the table in the dark corner, and after
a few tries hopped up onto a vacant chair. The gruff
voice was now accompained by a face, a Knight of Solamnia
to be exact, and a Knight of the Crown to be....exacter?
"What was that all about? Why was that man leading you
about and buying us ale?" The gnome grinned evilly,
then put up his hands over his head making a halo with
his fingers."YouknowmeDavian.Iamalwaysmakingfriends
whereverIgo.Thatnicemanjustwantedtodosomethingniceforme.
AndIameversosorrythatIamlate.Iwasdetainedbytheguard.
Apparantlytheydonotknowagnomefromakender,whichisreallyfru
stratingtosaytheleast...." Davian slammed his fist down
on the table jarring several empty mugs in an
interruption. "ENOUGH! Must you needlessly chatter
endlessly? And must I remind you to SLOW down your
speech one more time? How long have we known each other
Breeblebrox? I fear sometimes it has been too long."
Again the gnome feigned sadness, but quickly became
lively again. "I....am.....sorry.......sir....knight. I
will...attempt...to....sink...to....your....level. It
amazes...my....kind...that...you...humans...ever...get
anything...done...in...your...slow...motion...world."
The gnome slurred the words, over extending the pauses on
purpose, hoping to get a rise out of the knight, but to
no avail.
A wench came to the table with a pitcher of ale and some
mugs, and set them down, pouring up two frothy mugs.
Jargin handed her a gold coin, and as she was leaving,
slapped her on her behind, and this finally got a rise
out of the Solamnic. "Mind your hands Beeblebrox. May
Paladine forgive you for your lust." However, the wench
really didn't seem to mind, because she turned back and
gave the little gnome a wink before her exit.
Jargin took the mug in hand, and Davian did in kind. The
gnome lifted it up, straining to reach across the table
as he made a toast. "Toyouandme.....and if we
everdisagree?.....Youwill probably killme." At this a
slight smile came across the knight's face, and he tapped
his mug to the gnomes, before taking a healthy swill.
The gnome tilted back the oversized mug and began gulping
steadily, knocking back the entire mug, and not spilling
a drop. The knight looked incredulously at the tiny
humanoid as he took another sip of the ale before resting
it on the table.
"Shallwe get downto businessDavian? Ihate to
drinkandrun, but Ido have afewmore 'clients' Imust see
thisevening. Time ismoney youknow. Notthat I donot enjoy
your company andall." Jargin stretched across the
table, barely grasping the handle of the pitcher of ale,
and pulled it towards him, pouring another mug. Davian
again looked slightly amused at the gnome's antics.
"You have it with you?" The knight's eyes brightened
as the gnome nodded yes to his question. "Ofcourse
silly. Withmostof my clients Iwould haverecieved
mypayment and hadthem gotoa securelocation. But I
trustyou Davian, withyour codeofhonor and highideals. And
I believeinyour cause. There willnotbe anyroom for
someone likeme in a world ruledby..you know....her."
The gnome began to reach to the floor, but lost his
balance then, and fell with a crash but was quickly up
again, hopping back to the human sized chair. Reaching
into the bag he procured, he fumbled his hand around for
a moment, then pulled a very long sword from inside. The
knight looked amazed because it was just not possible for
such a long sword to fit inside the bag, but somehow it
had. Jargin set the sword across the table and began to
fumble inside the strange bag again, this time producing
a small silk pouch.
The sword was of the finest steel, double edged, and two
handed even for a human, and in the handle was some sort
of clasp, perhaps for a jewel of some sort, however empty
at the moment. Jargin began to whisper his tone becoming
more serious. "Itworks onthe big onesandthe littleones.
Itis simpleto changeout, andthe stones arein thepouch.
Rubyforred, Sapphireforblue, emeraldforgreen,
diamondforwhite, and obsidianforblack. Asforthe smallones
thereisa mithril talisman toplace insteadof astone.
Itwill be effective againstallofthem. Davian nodded as
he placed a large pouch on the table, and slid it over to
the gnome. "Good work Jargin, this will definitely help
the cause. Here is the payment we discussed, and worth
every steel."
Jargin took the pouch and placed it in the same bag,
nodding as he took the mug of ale and slammed it back,
emptyting the contents, burping loudly after. "Just
remember Davian, youare rentingthis. Itisnotforsale.
Ihave takengreat risk bringingthis toyou, and ifandwhen
theothers findout Ireplaced itwith a fake, Iam in very
serioustrouble indeed. Mygreatgreatgrandfather
discovered thisartifact andit tookhis sonand myfather
thier whole lifequest tofind the stones. And ithas been
partof mine to havethe mithriltalisman constructed. I
musthave itback whenthis is allover, because I cannot go
back to the mountain untilthat time."
CONTINUED
Author: Jargin
Date: Sun Feb 28 00:47:49 2010
Subject A Knight, A Gnome, And An Assface (Pt 2)
Sir Davian looked shocked, "Beeblebrox are you telling
me this is stolen? You know I could never..." And
this time the gnome was the one to cut him off. "This
hasbeeninmyfamilyhundredsofyears Davian. Itiscertainly
NOT stolen. Itwas donatedtothedepartmentofcuriousgoods
andartifacts, anditwas BORROWEDfromthe departmentof
curiousgoodsandartifacts. Andafteryouhavewonyourwar, it
willbereturned to...." The interruption game continued.
"I reluctantly see your point Jargin. We have a deal.
It is my duty to see you get this back, and I swear to
Paladine you will be able to go home again."
The gnome began to reach for the pitcher again, but the
knight pulled it back towards himself, wagging his finger
at Jargin. "Youare nofun Davian. IknowIknow everything
within moderation. And thisgivesme sometime to
goexploring anyway. I couldnot complete mylifequest
sitting inthat mountain. Magicalitems donot
findthemselves, well unlesstheywant tobefound, sometimes
theywant tobefound youknow. AndI wasnot the mostwell
likedcollector anyway. Youknowwith the stigmaattached to
myfamily. Theyconsiderus madyouknow. Justbecause ofour
lifequest and thesimplicity ofourdesigns. Amachine does
nothave tohave tenswitches when fourwill do...."
The knight once again slammed his fist on the table in an
interruption. "Kiri-Joleth grant me patience with this
infinite chatterbox! You do not need another ale, you are
already beginning to slur and ramble on....endlessly.
The gnome eyed the pitcher of ale wantingly but knew
better than to try and grab it from the knight, and
mumbled under his breath.Iwilljustgetmynewfriend
assfacetobuymeanotherround.Thatiswhatfriendsarefor."
Davian did not hear him or he pretended not to notice.
"AndIdo hopethat sometimeaway fromthevault might givemy
hair achance toturnback to it'snormalcolor. Notthatthe
blueissobad. Iwonderifthisonly happens to gnomesor if
ambient magicalenergy couldaffect otherraces inthe same
way." The gnome again belched loudly, drawing attention
even from some of the other patrons. "Youknow itisnot
badmanners ifitis goodale!" The knight covered his
mouth and feigned a cough, but Jargin could tell he had
finally made the rigid man laugh. Davian stood and
gathered the sword and the pouch of stones. "Shall we
meet here again in one months time?" The gnome also
gathered his things, wobbling a little on the stool, the
alcohol he had slammed down doing it's job. "Iwill
try. Ihave tojourney tothe mazeforest. Thereis something
there Imustdo. IfIamunable to behere, Iwill sendword.
Pray forme SirKnightDavian, forwhat Ido nextwillbe
perilous."
The knight nodded to the gnome. "May the Gods of Light
protect you on your journey Jargin Breeblebrox. You have
done us a great service this night. Even though you are
contacerous and grating, I am happy to call you my
friend. Stay out of trouble old man." The gnome slid
from the chair and plopped to the floor. "May thered
moon shinedown infavor uponyou, andthewhiteone."
And with goodbyes said the knight departed and the gnome,
quite intoxicated, left the table and made his way back
to the common room.
AssfaceAssfaceWheredidmynewfriendgo? Itisrudetoleave
afriendbehindAssface!" And through the crowd the goon
pushed his way to the gnome. "Is your business
concluded my little friend? Anything I might do for
you?" And Jargin Beeblebrox just laughed and said.
"LetushaveanotherroundAssface.Thenightisyoung."
And the two "new friends" drank and conversed until
the sunrise.
FINE
Author: Jargin
Date: Fri Mar 12 01:25:46 2010
Subject (RP) Small Talk. (PT 1)
Jargin runs into the Smiling Mug to escape the rain that
came suddenly over Palanthas. Finding a room in the back
of the bar, he hops a couple of times, finally reaching
a human sized chair.
Gnorm frustrated shuffles down the street head down in
the rain thinking. Walking in front of a large building
with laughter pouring out and windows that are lit with
warm light. He sighs and enters the building. Quickly
scanning the room he sees something that he hasn't seen
since he has been in Palanthas, there is another gnome
sitting at the bar.
Jargin waves his hand several times, as he tries to get a
wench's attention, but as usual no one pays the gnome any
mind. At the entrance of another of his race, he smiles
widely, and gestures for him to join him.
As he sees the other gnome guesturing for him to come
over and join him, Gnorm shakes the water of his
Waterproofrainjacket v.12.2 and momentarily slips in the
large puddle it creates on the ground. He quickly dodges
in between a combination or larger humans, minotaurs and
halfelves to greet the newfound gnome
'Well.Iwillbejustdamned.Icannotbelievemyeyesbrother.
IfiguredIwastheonlyoneoutandaboutawayfromthatcursed
mountain.IcannottellyouhowhappyIamtoseeanother.'
Gnorm exlaims 'PleasetomeetyouIamalsohappytoseeanother
gnome. Ithoughtmaybeineverwouldagain.Butletmetell
youthisisawonderoussight.'
Jargin reaches over to a chair beside him, almost falling
over in the process, but he manages to pull it out. He
again waves his hand at a wench, and is ignored once
again.
'Haveaseat.Ifyouhoprealhardyoucanmakeitup.Ithinkitisso
rudetheydonotEVERhavechairsforussmalltypes.Iwonderif
thisbotherstheKenderaswell?'
Gnorm hops as hard as he can grabs onto the chair but
starts to fall off, arms flailing wildly but he manages
to get a firm hold on the chair and pull himself up.
'Whythanks.IcannotimaginetheywouldletKenderinhereto
thatendanyways,butyesitisveryinconsiderate.'
Jargin sighs, as he is ignored a third time. He pulls a
paper cone from a satchel at his side, and quietly
chants, closing his eyes a moment. He puts the cone to
his mouth, and screams. The cone vanishes, and is
replaced with a deafening roar, that shakes well.....
everything. Everyone stops, now paying full attention.
'Myfriend andI wouldlike around ofaleplease.'
'IngeniousThatwasquiteeffecitiveimustsay.Didyouinvent
that? Coulditakealooklatermaybemakesomeadjustments?'
{h'Itisnotreallyaninventionperse.JustacantripIlearnedfrom
averyimpatientmentor.Simple....buteffectiveforsure.'
'Verywell.butthatdoesgivemesuchawonderousidea..thiscoul
dmakelongdisancecommunicationpossibleifwemakeitloudenough
maybepeoplecouldtalkoverhundredsofmilesyouthink?'
Jargin smiles as a wench promptly returns with mugs of
ale. She looks somewhat scared as she places them down.
He nods to the other gnome and his words, and pulls some
coins from a change purse, handing them to the woman, and
thanks her.
'Thatwastried.Howeverthespellhadanadverseeffectandcauseda
nearthquakeatgroundzero.Forittotravelhundredsofmiles,
thesoundwouldshatterbones.'
Gnorm claps the other gnome in the back in thanks and
pulls mud of ale close to him.
'OhmygoshhowrudeofmeIquitesimplyforgottointrouduce
myself.IamGnorm,monkofMajerefromtheDepartmentofReligion
andMartialArts!'
At the mention of the gnome's name, Jargin nods
thoughtfully a moment, pausing, which is very unusal,
especially between two gnomes.
Gnorm raises his mud to his mouth and takes a few big
gulps to deal with that is sure to come.
'JarginBreeblebrox.sonofMathias.sonofJanussonofChark.You
knowweareawayfromthatmountainsowecanskiptheformality
thistimearound.AndIknowyourname.Itisashamewhathappenedto
you...........andyourassistant.'
'AmostunfortunateACCIDENT.Ikepttryingtotellthemthatitwas
justandaccident.Noonecouldofpredictedafullsystemfailure
suchasthatandthesafteyharnessbroke.Iprobablyshouldof
testedthemonseperateoccasions'
Gnorm sucks in a deep breath and continues.
'Butitwasonlyaslighterrorinjudgementonmypart.Myassistant
suggestedwekilltwokenderswithonestoneandwell...itwas
terrible.NowI'mnotallowedbackbutwhatever.Nowthereareno
rulestowhatIcanandcannotdo'
Gnorm Sucks in even more air his face returning to its
normal hue from red.
'Myonlyissuenowisitgetslonely,andgoodhelpishardtofind.
Reallyhard.'
Jargin takes the large human sized mug of ale by the
handle, and swills it down in one breath, never spilling
on drop. When he reaches up his hand this time, the
wench is instantly there. He hands her some more coins
for another round.
'AccidentshappenGnorm.AndIamsorryforwhathappenedtoyou.
IamnotascientistnorreallyaninventorsoIcannotsay.Myfamily
hasadifferentlifequestthanmost.'
Gnorm looks up from his feet that he was shuffling in
discomfort, and smiles at the friendliness Jargin has
given him.
'Thanksandyoumusttellmeallaboutyourlifequestandmaybewecan
getsomeinventingintoyou.Ineedhelpwithmyinventionsand
anotherassistantorfriendIshouldsaywouldmeantheworldtome'
CONTINUED
Author: Jargin
Date: Fri Mar 12 01:28:41 2010
Subject (RP) Small Talk. (Pt 2)
Jargin looks a little panicked at the mention of being an
"assistant", but the look is quickly gone. The wench
brings another round, and again, he takes his mug and
gulps it down. Looking to Gnorm's still half full first
one, he takes the third in hand.
'YouwillnotgetmenearthatsuitGnorm.ButIdoknowaspellthatcan
protectyournewvolunteersfromsomeoftheheat.Iwouldbehappyto
helpinthatregard.'
'Aspell!Thatmustmeanyouknowmagic.Thatisintrestingandvery
useful.Maybeyoucouldenchantthesuittoo.Thereisanendless
listofpossibilitesnowAndasforsuittestingiusallytestit
myselfnow.Ifeellikeitsonlyright!'
'Thatismyfamily'scurseandblessingIsuppose.Alonglineof
magicusers.Mylifequestistocollectunsualandmagicalrelics.
IamwiththeDepartmentofCuriousGoodandArtifacts.Thiskeepsme
awayfromNevermind.Againthisisablessingandacurse.'
'I'vheardofgnomesinthatdepartment.Theytendtobevery
differntfromothergnomes,beingmoreexposedtotheoutside
world.Letmetellyouitisacursenotbeingunderthemountain!
Youknowhowharditistogetmagmaonaregularbasis?'
Gnorm looks down at his drink, swirls it a few times, and
takes another gulp as the strong alchohol burns his
throat.
Jargin wobbles on the human sized chair now, getting a
very bright red glow on his face, his eyes becoming a
little blood shot. He raises his glass in a toast to
Gnorm and his words.
'TognomesrunningfreeonAnsalonAndifyouwantmagma,thereis
plentyofitinSanction.Howevertherearealsoalotofreally
creepythingstheretoo.Iremainedquiteinvisibleinmyravels
there.'
Gnorm raises his mug and crashes it against Jargins,
spilling some as he gulps the rest of it down, coughing
loudly.
'Goodstuff...andSanctionyousay.Imusttravelthere.I'msureit
wouldn'tbetoobad.'
'Itbelongstoyouknow........her.Iwouldtreadtherecarefully.
Butitisthepremiumplaceforfireandbrimstoneandallofthat.
Thereisashipinportthatwilltakeyouthereforaminimumfee.I
havefoundsomeveryuniqueartifactsthere.'
'Ahwell,Iwillhavetoexploreit.CanIcountonyoutocomewithme
andperhapswatchmyback,beaguide,orevenjustafriendtotalkto?
Jargin begins to slur a little now, but gulps down the
rest of the third large mug. All of a sudden he burps
very loudly, drawing more attention to the two tiny
humanoids.
Gnorm sways slightly in his stool, using all his gnomly
strength to stay on it and not to a new seat on the
ground.
'IthinkI'vehadquiteenoughdrinkingforonenightthough.Doyou
haveaplacetostayIhaveanextraroominthefactoryImrentingout.
'IThinkthisisthebeginningofa.....productiveandinteresting
relationshipGnorm.Yeswecoulddosometravelling.Iwouldenjoy
thecompany.Everyonetalkstoslowly.andtheyarerudeandallof
thefurnitureistoobig.'
'OhideasareracingthroughmyheadIcantthinkstraightwiththis
alebefuddlingme.Imustsayweshouldleaveforthenight.'
Jargin wobbles and this time falls with a crash from the
chair to the floor, but is quickly up, and nods to Gnorm,
motioning for him to lead the way.
'Yhesh.That'dbeeeaguudIdea.Leadshtehwayyfiernd.'
Gnorm carefully steps down but misses his landing, his
feet getting tangled in the stool. He trips and
faceplants into the ground knocking over a couple chairs.
Then a large bouncer grabs him and Jargin by thier
collars and tosses them out the door.
Gnorm stands and shakes his hand in anger at the door but
loses his balance and crashes to the ground. And Jargin
smiles at his antics. And the two new friends walk to
the wharehouse and into a new future.
FINE
Author: Jargin
Date: Tue Mar 16 20:00:38 2010
Subject (RP) A Day And Two Knights. (PT 1)
In the distance a chattering little voice can be heard, speaking a mile a
minute. At first the words cannot be made out but as it gets closer, it
obvious it is a gnome. Jargin is talking with one of the newer knights.
"DavianDoIhaveTO!"
Railen notices the gnome and walks over to him and Devian. "Sir Davian,
is this the gnome you've told me about?" He asks the knight, who nods and
says quietly "Yes sir, this is Jargin."
Jargin looks a little terrified, as he clings to Davians arm. He looks up
to the new knight, and tries to look innocent.
"IwasonlylookingaroundtheplaceIswear! DavianpleasetellhimI'mnotaKender!"
Railen chuckles gently. "Of course master Gnome. Young Davian here has
told me much about you." He nods at Davian.
"I must go, Jargin. I have things I must attend." Davian says to the
gnome, then salutes Railen and walks away.
The gnome becomes a little more relaxed, and looks over the Knight a
moment, even though Jargin still chatters away nervously.
"Davianhasbeenagoodfriendandbusinessassociate.Anyfriendofhiscouldbea
friendofmine."
A handsome man stands before you, his blond hair long and worn in tight
braids under his helmet. He wares a suit full plate armor that was inlaid
with gold and a brilliant Golden Battle Crown encircling his helmet The
helmet has a heavy nose and cheek guards and is also inlaid with gold. His
right eye is as blue as the summer sky looks almost devoid of emotion. His
left eye, however, is covered by a black eye patch that has a small golden
crown on it and a scar decorates the left side of his face, from his hair
line to his jawbone, going through his eye. He wears an ankle length, white
robe under his armor that is embroidered in gold. A long brown leather
swordsmen belt wraps around his waist, holding a broad bladed hand and a
half sword. On his back, he wears a pristine white cloak that has a Golden
Crown embroidered on it, under a round shield that has the Revon crest on
it, as well as a beautifully crafted elven Longsword.
Railen says 'I see. So tell me Jargin, what brings you here?'
'WellsillyDavianbroughtmeherewhenhefoundmenearthosecavesbythesea.Therewas
arumourthereweresomeniftytrinketsyouknow......forgotteninthere.SoIthoughtI
wouldtakealook.Ididnotknowyourpeoplewerealreadyinvestigating.'
Railen nods gently. "I see." He rubs the side of his face."What kind
of trinkets were you looking for?"
Jargin draws in a deep breath before he continues.
"Thisandthat.Youcanneverknowwhatisfactfromfictionwhenitcomestothehunt.
ButIspecializeinthearcane.Weaponsandarmorbeingthemostinteresting."
Railen says 'Aye, Davian showed me the sword you had given him. Does it
really do what he said it does?'
Jargin pauses for a moment. "Iforget toslow downaround you guys.
Forgiveme. Iwill attemptit. However youseem tobe ableto keepup with me.
As for thesword, yesit provides alimited protectionandoffence againstthem.
Iam researchingthe possibilityof augmentingthe sword'spower. Butsuch
researchcould takeyears.'
Railen smiles gently. "You, my friend are not the first gnome I've met. I
thank you though, for slowing down. It is much easier." He nods. "Aye,
but nothing worth while is easy."
Jargin becomes totally relaxed, the nervious expression gone, replaced by
an infectious smile. All of a sudden a hose in the back of his strange
armor hisses, and belts out alot of steam, and a gurgle of water is heard.
He turns a switch on the golden plate, and nods to Railen's words
Railen steps back from the strange noises, his eyebrow raised.
'Don'tworry It hasn't blowup or sentme intothe heavensin quiteawhile.
Ithink Ihave workedout allofthedesign flaws. Ijusthave toadjustthe
pressurefrom timetotime. When itis finished and freeofflaws, itcan
bemassproduced.'
Railen asks 'And, what may I ask are the advantages of this..strange
armor?'
Jargin smiles to the knight and his taking interest.
"Itcanbesettohigherpressure.Wheninthismode,thearmoraugmentsthewearer's
strength. Innormal modeit negatesecomberance."
Railen falls silent and nods, pondering the possibilities.
'Itried tocreate humansized, butit createdseveral unforseen
complications. Somethingabout thesize matters. When Igoback to
NevermindIplan ondoing furtherexperimentation.'
Railen says 'I see.'
Jargin looks horrifed a moment, as if remembering something terrible, and
then continues chattering. "Myhumannameis Jargin. Donotaskmefor myGnome
namefor, as you knowaboutgnomes thiscantake sometime? Whatisyourname
SirKnight?"
Railen chuckles gently and bows slightly. "Forgive me for my bad manners.
I am Lord High Warrior, Railen Revon."
Jargin bows to Lord Railen in respect. "AsI havetold Davian, Iadmireyour
organization. Youstandforsomething important. Andalthough Irevere
Lunitari, because ofmymagic, I believethat theGod'soflight shallprevail
inthe timesto come."
Railen says 'The Triumvate will lead us through this dark time. We will
Triumph over the Darkness.'
Jargin begins to chatter more quickly at the mention of Darkness.
"Isurelyhope soLordRevon. TheDarkQueen hasnever norwill never
support thebalance. Shewould enlsave allofus. The God's oflight see the
wisdom of the balance and believeinfairness."
Railen nods. "Aye. That is true, my small friend."
'AfriendandI areplanning atrip west. Wewillbe leavingsoon toSanction.
HeneedsLavaforhis lifequest, andthere areMANY interestingthings there that
I wouldlike tofind. MyGrandfather's research looksmost promising.
Togothere is totake GREAT care.'
Railen nods. "Sanction you say? That is where the dragonarmies started
from."
Jargin nods solemnly, again looking quite disturbed as if remembering
something horrible. "Ifound thelast stonefor the swordthere. Theruby.
Ibelieve therewill bemore. Itis overrunwith thosesmallones. Idonotknow
whatto callthem. They looklike dragonsandhumans combined.'
"Draconian scum!" Railen says and spits hatefully.
Jargin giggles at Railen, but stops suddenly, knowing to laugh is
innapropriate. "Clevername forthem. Bestoaviodthem. Iplanon
remainingquite cloakedwhilewe gatherour supplies. Aquick inandout jobonthis
one."
Railen says 'They die just as well as any man.'
'Buthave youseenthem die? Someturntostone. Someexplode. Notthat I have
engagedthem. Butsometimes theyfight amongst themselves, andyou
wouldn'tbelieve howvicious theyare. Iknew Iwouldneed tohelp Davianafter
that trip. SothatiswhyI procuredthesword'
CONTINUED
Author: Jargin
Date: Tue Mar 16 20:02:49 2010
Subject (RP) A Day And Two Knights. (PT 2)
Railen says 'I've killed many of them.'
Jargin again bows in respect to Railen. "Iforget sometimeswho Iamtalkging
with. Ofcourse you have. Youare brave KnightsofSolamnia. My
grandfatherwouldtellus greattales of you. Helivedbefore thecataclysm."
Railen nods. "Sometimes i wish the Cataclysm didnt happen. Things would
be a lot different."
'Thereisastoryyouknow. Adarkrumour. Itissaid that oneofyour order
couldhave preventedit. Buthe chosetobe selfish, anddid not liveupto his
obligation. He wascursed to liveforever bythe Gods in retribution.
WellsoI wastold.'
Railen nods solemnly. "So its said..So its said."
Jargin pauses a long moment before he continues, again sucking in a great
deal of air into his lungs. "Ialready toldDavian, but ifwefind anything
useful toyour cause inSaction. I willpass italong toyou. Ijustwant itback
after this is allover. Itismy lifequest tocollect thesethings. Butthey
shouldbe used forwhat theywere intended, duringtimes they areneeded.
Theother peoplein thedepartment donot understandthis."
Railen bows softly. "My thanks to you, Master Gnome. Anything you give to
us will indeed be given back. You have my oath."
"ItrustyouandDavianisafineman.Hedeservesapromotion.DonottellhimIsaidthat.
HeandI have rocky relationship, andIwould liketo keepit that way. He isso
easilyriledup. Itmakes me laughsometimes."
Railen says 'Most young knights are easy to be riled up. Even more so
when you consider the losses we've all suffered.'
Jargin nods sagely at the Lord Knight, his demeanor becoming quite serious.
"Thosethat havegiventhier lives, restin thebosom ofPaladine. Theyare
rewarded forthier sacrifice, andwill be remembered."
Railen says 'Aye.'
The knight Davian returns, quite surprised Jargin is still in one piece.
Railen nods to him. "Davian, please escort Jargin out of camp. Do have a
safe journey master gnome. I look forward to your return."
And Jargin takes Davian's hand, looking up to his fierce demeanor.
"YouliedtomeDavian. Heisn'tahorsesass. Heis actually quitenice, knows
aboutgnome waysandeverything."
And Davian looking quite horrified and angry, pulls the gnome harshly from
the tent. "Jargin Breeblebrox, I think I'll have you horsewhipped on your
way out! Infernal gnome!"
And Jargin turns and winks to Lord Railen, grinning evilly.
"So easily riled."
FINE
Author: Jargin
Date: Sat Mar 20 10:43:51 2010
Subject Quickened Steps To A Mission.
The summon could not have come at such a bad time but Jargin knew he would
have to get there as soon as he could. When your Master calls, you drop
everything, even plans for a long journey. With a few apologizes to Gnorm
he set out from Palanthas that very night.
The trip was so long. Aways weeks, buy ship, horse, and foot, but at least
now the little gnome could drop some of this time, because he had finally
mastered a small spell just for travelling. Most human wizards avoided this
one, because it had the most unfortunate side effect of aging the caster.
But for a gnome this wasn't nearly the same problem. And so when he
finally made it Solace, he knew the time was right
He journed south from the city of trees, and sat down before a brook,
taking in the sunrise for a half an hour. Then pulled the component from a
satchel. It was a dried up paw of some kind, but had shrivled and become
mummified. The gnome took it and with his hand ground it into a dust, and
upon speaking the correct incantation, be blew sprinkled it over the top of
his head.
The magic hit him instantly, and he could tell, because his entire body
began to race. His heart began to beat quicker, he began to take more
rapid breaths, and his mind seemed to be so much more alert. And so the
enchanted gnome stood, and began to...........run.
He ran as quickly as a panther, and with as much grace, dodging obstacles,
and with supernatural reflexes and agility, he jumped streams and small
chasms that he whized by. He ran without tiring, his little legs, a whirl
of motion, and the miles to the tower evaporated behind him. And in one
afternoon, he had covered the terrain that would have normally taken him
two days.
And as he expected, the spell faded as he neared the Tower of Wayreth. The
gnome stopped finally, and fell to the ground in exhaustion, as he began
now to gasp for breath, his muscles tightening, with his heart pounding in
his head. This went on for what seemed to be an eternity, and he began to
understand why few magi ever performed this spell. The cost was high.
The gnome managed to get himself up from the ground, and walked into the
courtyard, taking a moment to rinse the grime he had collected on his
mystical run, and then took off towards the red tower, where his master
would be waiting.
And after finally making it to the top, her strode in, trying to hide the
fatigue from his demanor. His master was there sitting at a table, and
Jargin sat across from him, giving Ciskei his full attention.
Ciskei says 'Alright my apprentice. It's now time to for you to prove
your worth to the Conclave. Do you believe you are ready for the task that
I am about to give you?'
'IlivetoserveourGoddessinanywayIcanmymaster.TellmewhatImustdo.'
Ciskei grins and says 'I like your enthusiasim, alright then.'
Jargin grins back, a hiss coming from his behind, and and a gurgling of
water coming from his unusal armor.
"Youbringupmyenthusiasmmaster.Ibecomeabettermagefromyourdirection."
Ciskei says 'Your first task my little apprentice, is to bring me the
fangs of a great dragon. There are many which roam the plains of Krynn my
little friend. Lunitari lets only those cunning and powerful get close to
her. Then show me the your worth by bringing me a glimmering diamond in
which is embedded a star. These are very rare, and i would need one to show
you the true power of the staff.'
As Ciskei speaks, the little gnome's eyes sparkle with....joy. Jargin
dances up and down, as if having to go the bathroom, looking up to his
master with such glee. "I havealways wantedtokilla dragon!"
'AndIhavesomeSolamnicKnightfriends. CanIhavethemhelpme?'
And at the mention of the stone and a staff, Jargin looks perplexed,
looking to his sword and shield. "I havelearned manyskills master, a
staffreally? Tellmemoreaboutthis......stone. Aswordorwhipormace
itdoesmore damage."
Ciskei says 'You may use whomever you'd like, though bring with you only
those whom you trust. Never show your back to anyone, Solamnic or anyone.
Some of the people of this world despise our gift, and will do what they
can to destroy it. Do you understand?'
Jargin nods to him. "People dismiss us small people. They think we are
weak. And in a way this is.........anadvantagemaster!"
'Wesurprisethem.Evenyou!Youneverbotheredtoask, butIhavemuchtogive.
Jargin bows to the High mage, and demurs, knowing he overspoke.
Ciskei stares intently as his apprentice speaks, then shakes his robed head
as understanding. 'Maybe then, the next task i give you will be twice as
hard gnome! Do you know to whom you speak?'
Jargin bows to the High mage, and demurs, knowing he overspoke.
"Mylifequest..........isto find, artifacts, thingsofpower.
Formost.....humans, they do not understand. Andforeven mostgnomes,
theydonotunderstand. Iwishtofulfillmyquestand to servethe redrobes.
I talk toomuchasusual'
Jargin backs away from Ciskei, looking quite........frightened.
Ciskei removes his cowl to revealing the lithe face of an elf, sad and dark
though radiating power. 'Then do this for me apprentice Jargin, and do
not speak of my lineage ever again or I will make your next task twice as
difficult and something you will not survive, or kill you there on the
spot.'
Ciskei's eyes flare as he grins down at his apprentice.
As his master reveals himself to be an elf, the gnome backs further away
looking, quite.......scared. Jargin 's eyes do not meet his masters.
"The othersthinkyou........bloodthirsty. Youhavea........reputation."
Ciskei says 'What better way to keep the balance of good and evil, soon
you will find your own way in which to represent the balance...whether it
be my way or some other calling.'
Ciskei's eyes cool down but his expression remains hard.
Ciskei says 'And now, if you have no further questions I would ask you to
leave and be hasty with this chore apprentice.'
Jargin meets the elf's for the first time since they were joined and simply
nods.
"Idonotcriticize. Youhavebeena.......goodexampleCiskei. Wewillnever quite
see eyetoeye oncertain things. ButIservethe magic, andsodoyou. I will
complete what youask."
Jargin backs away from his master, his scared expression still quite upon
his face.
Ciskei sneers as his apprentice speaks those last words. He turns to his
desk and sits down over an ancient looking tome. "Then go, and do not
disturb me until the task is done."
Jargin nods, and on his way out, places something upon his desk. It is a
jade stone inscribed with magical symbols. He does not say a word, but
smiles as he leaves, muttering under his breath. "Something I found. It
might help."
And the gnome walks down the staircase, still looking quite exhausted, and
frightened, from the trip and his master respectively. And he pulls another
of the dried up paws from a pouch. He studies it a moment, and puts it
back. "This time I think I'll just walks."
FINE
Author: Jargin
Date: Wed Mar 24 16:22:38 2010
Subject (RP) A Gnome, A Gnome, And An Assface. (PT 1)
Jargin walks into the warehouse, his look.....disheveled. His unnatural
blue hair is in tatters, and his expression is one of unmediated...chaos.
A large toned, and handsome man walks behind him, a dull look in his eyes,
and upon spotting Gnorm, Jargin quickens his steps.
Gnorm hears the door of the warehouse creek and a couple of people enter
the room. With the sounds of footsteps he puts down his hammer and sets
aside the cogs and wheels he had been working with. He asks 'Whoisthis?
Anothertestsubject?'
'DEFINITELYnotGnorm. Thisis..Assface! Averygoodfriendofmine.
Hehasvolunteered......tohelpus sincewewereOBVIOUSLYrippedoffby....the
lastroundofpeople.' Jargin looks angry and upset, almost sneering at
Gnorm. "Youtrustedthatcaptian, andhejust......tookourmoney!
IT doesn'tgrowon treesyouknow."
Gnorm blinks innocently.
Okar grumbles about lilly livered sea captains.
Jargin looks deep into Assface's eyes, and winks, smiling evilly.
"Mydearfiend. Youshouldrelax. Noreasontobecome upset. Wearefriends
afterall. Youhave beensuch a goodfriend, especiallyafterescorting me
here."
Okar noticably relaxes, and says 'Aye that is what friends are for after
all.'
Jargin grins to Gnorm and back to the human. "Indeed Assface. Gnorm,
haveyoumetmyfriendAssface? Hewantedtogiveme problems butthen....wefound
wehadmuch in common. I'm soglad I met assface, he'sbeen a realpal!"
'Iampleasedtomeetyouassface...apeciluarname....butnonethelessnicetomeetyo
u.Wouldyoubeintrestedhelpingmeexperimentwithmyunderlavasurvivalsuitv.343.4'
Jargin looks deeply into the humans eyes, and shakes his head.
"Just saynoassface. Trustmeon this."
Okar says 'Ummm, sounds rather dangerous.'
Gnorm says 'Thatismostunfortunate!!butohwellimsuretherewillbeothers.'
Jargin glares at Gnorm, obviously quite upset. He takes the human by the
hand and leads him to a bench in the warehouse, again looking deep into his
eyes. Jargin smiles as he sits next to his friend.
Gnorm whispers 'JarginIhaveafeelinghiskindnessisnotvoluntaryisthere
something youshouldtellme?'
Clearly having trouble with the rapidity of gnome speech, Okar stares
blankly at Gnorm for a moment before insisting that he volunteered
willingly, and as a friend.
Jargin turns to Gnorm and whispers into his ear, "Youknow Iwieldmagic,
and since youcannot getusto ourdestination, Icalledupon someone who can.
Humanstrusthumans, andtheyignoreus. SoIprocuredsomehelp. Aproblem?"
'Thatismostunfortunateforhimbutmostconvientforus...ofcoursenoproblemjust
dontdoittome!!!Maybeyoucouldhelpmefindmorevolenteers.'
Jargin points to the human with a finger, and giggles, speaking "Dance
Assface DANCE! A jig to amuse us ASSFACE!"
Okar dances with fervor and delight.
'Welostwhat? overaplatimum withthese unscrupulious humans? Theydonot
takeusatallseriously. Withahumanasournegotior wehaveachance Gnorm.Andif
Iwas to charmyou? Whatwouldyoudo?' Jargin turns his gaze to Gnorm, and
lifts his staff, winking, laughing and chanting in the Gnomish language.
"Boogha Boogha GNORMY!"
Gnorm dives under a table in sheer terror and bafflement.
He yells 'Stopthatmindyou thatwasjustunsettling! Butthiswasratheringenius
ofyou! HaHa sowewillsail to Sanctionsoon?'
Okar asks 'So, friend Jargin, where are these people that I should
negotiate with for passage?'
Jargin turns back to the human, and look quite......sad. He turns back to
Gnorm hiding under the table. "Iwould neverbetray youbuyclouding your
mind. Ineverwanted todoit topoorAssface. Butit wasneccesary atthetime."
'I understandwemustfinishourlifequests.Humanswouldneverunderstand!But
itisgoodtohavemorecompanions.'
Happy to be needed, Okar smiles. He then begins to rummage in his pack for
a small wedge of cheese, a bit of dried meat and his wineskin. He passes
his skin to Jargin after a long swig.
Jargin takes the wineskin and takes a long swig from the human sized
container. "EvenAssface, knowsI lovemy spirits." Jargin passes the
wineskin to Gnorm, his expression expecting him to take a swig as well.
'Wedrankinto themorninghours thefirsttime wemet. Isn'that right ass..'
Jargin stops himself, and looks very sad. "Gnorm, I just......cantdothis
anymore. It's notfair."
Gnorm snifs the skin and grimaces as the strong scent of the ale hits his
nostrils and our of politeness takes a small swig.
Okar brightens slightly and says, 'Oh yes and spiced as well.'
Gnorm says 'Dowhatmyfriend? Hedoesntseemtobeinanyharmandseemsto
enjoyinghimself. Heevendanced! Weneedhimmindyou.Nopointinstoppingnow.'
Jargin turns from the human but continues to speak to Gnorm.
"Icantjustmakehim. Ithastobehischoicetohelpus. Ipunished himfor abusing
meandall, butIcannot putthishuman indanger foroursakes. Itisjust..wrong."
'Dearfriendyouarethinkinginextremes.Feforethishewassomesimpletohuman!
Nowheisgoingonanadventure!Withusnonetheless. Therecanbeno wrongshere!'
Jargin turns to the human known as Assface, and he looks directly into his
eyes. He speak slowly, as if born to speak common as a human, and blows
some sand into his face as he did the flower petals weeks earlier.
'Ass.....I mean actually human? Whatis........your name?'
'Umm.... ummm... My name?' He slowly states 'My name is Okar.'
The human looks at himself.
Jargin turns to Gnorm, giving his word. "To takeadvantageofhim
istobecomelikethosewhohavetakenadvantageofus. Ifhewilnothelp onhis
ownfreewill. Wewilfindanotherway."
'Iguessitsyourdecisionbutscientificallythiscouldbegreat...butifyoumust.
ButIbetheisgoingtobeatyou.'
Seriously considering violence, Okar takes a moment to ponder the situation
before asking. 'Ok, so what is so important that you get to that
justifies spelling me? '
'Youpulledme bymyhair. Ishouldhave letitgo, but peopletheytreatusso
badlyOkar. WhenIknew Ineeded to cometo Palanthas...I needed a travelling
companion. Thenafter wetried tobook toSanction.' Jargin looks very sad,
and looks to Gnorm. "You finishitbrother."
'well...don'tstrikeme, butweneedtogettherewithmosturgencyandyou're
ouronlyhope. IknowJargincharmedyouperse! Butmaybethisisgood. Youcouldbe
a hero!not somesilly... I mean normal human.'
Okar admits to himself that this supposed mistreatment of Jargin is fact,
including that he perpetrated. 'Very well, though I am not happy as to
being spelled, I can understand the reason. Tell me what would you have of
me? If it isnt too dificult i will see it done.'
As the human turns and looks to the two gnomes with compasion, Jargin
begins to weep, and talking through sobs says, "Thewholeworldisnotagainst
us. Gnorm wewilgetyourLAVA!"
Gnorm comforts Jargin and looks up at Okar exclaiming,
'Iamsorryforhisoutburst...heisgoodman but justometimeshas aconcience!'
'Butwewouldreallyneedyourhelpandwilldoanythingforyoutohelpus!
Maybewhenmyunderlavasurvialsuitev.344.43 is done youcanhaveone!!!?'
Okar thanks Gnorm for his wonderrful offer but insists, 'I fully hope to
never have use for anything which sounds so dangerous to use.'
Okar doesnt fully trust gnomish inventions. Heck he doesnt even trust
them a little!!!!!
CONTINUED
Author: Jargin
Date: Wed Mar 24 16:24:25 2010
Subject (RP) A Gnome, A Gnome, And An Assface (PT 2)
Okar says 'I have said that I understand why you would do such a thing
and I apprecate that you found your conscience. I would like your word to
not do it again however, assuming that we will be traveling together.'
Jargin turns from his sorrow and back to Okar and then to Gnorm.
"Okar.........we need passage to....Sanction. Dark forcescontrol it.
Andeveryone hastaken advantage. Weturnedtoyouas alastrestort, andIpromise,
nomore tricks."
Okar says 'To handle the matter of booking passage on a ship is simple. I
can do this. If you need a body guard durring the trip or beyond I will
need some sort of shall we say?....Compensation. A man has got to eat after
all.'
'Eating...notaproblemIaminthemiddleofaninventionthatallowsyoutorecycleold
foodandreuseit...thetasteisntgreatbutitsverynutritious!!'
Jargin looks to his fellow gnome and back to the human, and.........sides
with the human on this one. "Gnorm.........wewillPAY! Andthistime wewill
getourmoney'sworth!" Jargin pulls several diamonds from a change purse.
Gnorm says 'Jargin!Notthediamondsweneedthose!!!Wehavecoin! Willyou
acceptcoin?' He looks quickly at Okar in hope.
'Takethis Okar. Andpay myfriend nomind. Getus toSanction. And
don'tmindGnorm. Hewillbe happy whenhe gets hislava.'
Okar says 'Certainly I do not mean to break you, I am not a man of
enourmous needs.' He takes just over half of the offered diamonds from
Jargins hand, still more than he would have gotten in months working in a
tavern. 'Very well gnomes, I hope whatever it is that you seek in
Sanction is worth this expense.'
Jargin rests on a chair, and places his staff across his lap before he
continues. "Gnorm goes to Sanction to procure lava for his lifequest,
and I go to fulfill mine. I search for magical relics."
Okar ponders the situation carefully before stating, 'I am happy to help
with your lifequests, as life as a tavern guard was becoming too boring.
Some of the captains of such a journey use the inn when thay are in town, I
will ask around and see of any that I am familiar with are in port
currently.'
Okar salutes Jargin and Gnorm and hurries out of the warehouse and down the
street. And the two gnomes begin to bicker as one tweaks his lava suit and
the other taps his staff on the ground, grinning widely to the other.
FINE
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