We have been upgraded!
The layout is new to me,
so bear with me as I explore.
In the meantime ...
We have a shout box!
Since we haven't gotten very far,
we're still limited to non-magical humans only.
The spot where their magic is hidden hasn't been found yet,
but a new race HAS been spotted in the forest!
A town has been flooded with large/giant spiders
And a chest has appeared at the bottom of the Forbidden Cavern
Post by Orga the Strange on Feb 13, 2013 17:32:37 GMT -5
Sam walked along the path, a little uneasy, torwards the cave. 'Easy guy, you can do this' Earlier today he had taken the what little gold he had managed to save up for the past week and his meager possessions, and left the farm. The pouch of money hung tight to his waist. 'You have to do this...' He stopped when he could see the man standing there by the entrance, a brief moment of hesitation, maybe he could just go back and get his job... before he steeled his resolve. He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes, puffing up his chest and doing his best to look as brave courageous as any knight and walked torwards the man with (what he hoped was) a powerful stride. "HAIL!" he shouted to the man. Now was the time. The time to prove his worth to everyone who had ever doubted him. To Mr. Gregor, who thought him just some worthless illegitimate son. To every smug ass that had looked down on him just because he was a simple stable boy. To every knight that had laughed at his desire to be one of them. To himself.
Post by NPC_Account on Feb 13, 2013 21:53:26 GMT -5
A wry smile took to his features as he watched the young man approach.
"Good Morn," he greeted and he lifted the pack of supplies up so that they may be taken from him. "Here are your supplies, as I have promised. Bread and dried rations, a couple flasks of water, a source of fire, two small torches, a lantern and oil, a mining pick, and a few bags to hold what you find." he paused and looked him in the eyes.
Post by Orga the Strange on Feb 13, 2013 23:17:11 GMT -5
OOC:Pick? Torches? Bread and rations? flint and steel?! GREAT SCOT, IT'S MINECRAFT! I better be on guard for creepers!)
Sam met his gaze. "Yes. Yes, I'm ready" He said, nodding. He untied the small pouch and handed it to the man. "I trust this is enough?" As he said that he looked back into the cave, curious as to what he might see from here, if anything.
Post by NPC_Account on Feb 14, 2013 0:24:17 GMT -5
The man nodded. "Yes, as agreed upon."
With that he took the money and handed the man the pack of prepared gear. The trade was complete. Even so, the man watched Sam as he gazed down, and humored the idea of watching until he was actually down in the pit.
Sam would see a large gaping hole, and a somewhat rusted ladder that had built into the rocky ground. On the other side was a somewhat new edition- a knotted rope to serve the same purpose.
He would see some minor gleaming from the dark depths coming back up to tempt him, some cobwebs on the way down, and a barely see-able (but large) pile of dirt on the bottom.
"Better be careful..." the man spoke up again, but this time directly next to him and looking down as well. "there's a bit of slick ice on the ladder this morn, lad."
Post by Orga the Strange on Feb 14, 2013 9:04:10 GMT -5
"Heh, yeah. Careful. Right" He took the bag of gear and slung it over his shoulder and walked torwards the hole. He got down on the ground and lowered himself on the ladder, doing his best to keep a tight hold on the rungs, and began to slowly descend into the darkness...
Post by NPC_Account on Feb 14, 2013 11:53:51 GMT -5
As he descended down into the dark cavern, the young man would hit large cobwebs.
His climb down would otherwise be uneventful. Once he reached the bottom, the light from above would barely feed his eyes. Just within his sight range would be the large dirt pile, a couple smaller dirt piles, some more cobwebs, and a place to put a torch conveniently located on the stone wall.
"Young man..." called down the hooded figure one last time, "let me know if I can go home now."
Post by Orga the Strange on Feb 14, 2013 22:34:00 GMT -5
He looked up. "Oh, uh, yeah!" He set the pack down on the ground, pulling out the flint and torches, and tried to light one. If it lit he would hold it up and take a good look around the area he was in currently before placing it in the holder he had seen.
Post by Orga the Strange on Feb 14, 2013 23:11:54 GMT -5
He looked around warly before standing back up to his full height. "hahaha!" he laughed weakly. "It would seem my wolf-like crouch scared away the blood-sucking beasts!" he said to no one in particular. He sighed. "Who you talkin' to, Sammy? You goin' crazy?" he shook his head and put the torch in the holder before going back and grabbing the sack of stuff, taking the pick out and getting to work looking for gold.
Post by Orga the Strange on Mar 18, 2013 23:15:47 GMT -5
(Sa'll good, I FOUND GOLD)
Sam jumped back a bit as the wall collapsed. He covered his face with his arm, trying to keep the sand and dust out of his eyes. When everything settled back down and he could see what had happened he could do little more stare, his mouth agape. After a few moments he jumped in the air, a look of pure joy on his face. "I found gold! Haaaaaahahahahahaaaa!" He began dancing "Gold, Matron fornicators, GOOOOOLD!" After a few more whoops of joy he regained himself and began digging at the gold, doing his best to get as much as he could.