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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: The scam.
Varis practically stared at DHarem for a few seconds, before raising his eyebrows in understanding.
"You're right...I didn't recognise that. What's all this about a 'right arm', though? It seems to just be one suprise after another in this taver-"
"Excuse me, I have an important business propostion for you….”
DHarem blinked at the rambling interruption of Varis’s comments on the issues they recently faced. He looked up at the man at started to frown at the talk of another proposition; then he listened and studied the young man and saw he was just a man selling his wares.
The Seeker smiled and remained silent as he glanced over at Varis leaving this one to him. He turned his attention back to the bar wondering where his refill had gotten too.
He raised an eyebrow as Varis dug out some coin and bought what appeared to be just Burnwood sticks, he smirked slightly but remained silent. The young man was trying to make a living and he had nothing against charity towards those in need.
Posted on 2011-03-17 at 21:31:10.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Revelation.
DHarem watched the man leave, his open threats for all to hear. He could have struck the man down right then and there, but that was not his way. It was not the way of his order. As the man left his veiled anger dissipated like dust in the wind.
"Well DHarem..." Varis began, grinning, "The triple-R, eh? Seems we have a fanclub already."
The Seeker smirked at Varis’s offhand comment and returned to his seat.
“As if we needed any more ‘fans’,” he said before picking up his glass and draining the last of his drink. He raised the glass up and looking towards the bar he called for another drink.
“So,” he asked Varis while he waited for a refill, “what now?”
He figured that Varis would want to warn the Councillors, especially An’Jantar. Suddenly he slammed his hand down on the table as something occurred to him.
“The masked figure in the alley,” he said quickly, “the Equilibrate, he gave a warning. He said, ‘The councillor you must defend. When Red attacks, aim for the right arm.’”
He looked at Varis a moment before continuing, “He knew they would come to proposition us to kill the Councillors.”
Posted on 2011-03-16 at 18:26:03.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Silent Rage
DHarem was silent for a moment, he turned his head slightly to look at Varis and saw the stone face and nodded. He knew Varis probably better than the other companions and though the man remained a mask of stone he knew how the diplomat of the group would react. Varis’s silence told DHarem that he was letting the Seeker handle this one; so be it.
“Sir,” DHarem began with his anger in check as usual, “you mistake us for assassins. You insult me.” The pitch of his voice rose as he continued until he would be heard throughout the room. “I am a Seeker of the Great Library. I search for knowledge and embrace reason and logic. I am not a Killer!” The last was almost a shout though his face still showed no sign of his anger.
“If you seek killers for your dastardly plot against the Councillors of this town,” he said as he rose to his feet, his hands at his side, his legs apart in a ready stance, “you will have to seek it elsewhere.”
His voice loud enough to be clearly heard by everyone in this establishment as he paused to look at the man for a moment before continuing.
“I suggest you leave now,” DHarem said firmly looking like he would give the man some help out of the place if the man didn’t decide to move on his own.
Posted on 2011-03-15 at 21:51:53.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: oops
I have edited my last post to correct my error. 
Posted on 2011-03-15 at 13:50:40.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: ok
DHarem listened to the man as he spoke and pondered until Varis came in and made a joke about the last time. He released the stranger slowly and allowed the man to get up.
“Yeah but you deserved it for not listening when I am trying to teach you proper techniques," he chuckled and watched the stranger get up, “we have yet to see what this man deserves.”
The Seeker stepped back to let him rise fully yet he kept on guard.
“So what it is you have to tell us.” He gestured to an empty chair at their table as he took his own seat once more.
(Edit to fix my mistake)
Posted on 2011-03-15 at 10:49:58.
Edited on 2011-03-15 at 13:48:32 by Mysterion
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Not surprised.
The tap on his shoulder was not unexpected, DHarem had heard the man's approach. What happened next was probably a surprise for the man.
Reaching up DHarem grabbed the man's wrist and twisted and put the man's arm into a painful armbar as he stood up. He turned and quickly brought the man down across the table to lay face up. Looking down into the man's face.
"It is not wise to slip up on a seeker." He said with a grin. Holding the armbar still he asked, "what is it you want?"
Posted on 2011-03-14 at 19:27:42.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: Good Post
Ok, hope to see your friend soon. I think we can slow the posting down a little till you get back. We dont have to post ever day. Though it is has been fun! 
Posted on 2011-03-11 at 12:18:54.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute Q&A : Where everybody knows your name
Subject: Dead?
Has this open RP thread died before coming to life? Come on people. Lets have some fun! 
Posted on 2011-03-11 at 12:16:44.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: Good news indeed.
Yes it would be nice to have a couple more players who are equally enthusiastic posters as we. They are, aren't they?
Posted on 2011-03-10 at 11:54:54.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Equality
"I am a member of the Equilibriates, a secret organization here in Tithuana. As you have probably understood, we seek balance. The state of the city is perfect at the moment, and we don't want this to change."
A pause.
"The other councilors seek to upset this balance and make Tithuana rise up to military and economic glory. There are many reasons that this must not happen, but they are of little importance to you.
"What you must know is this piece of advice, intentionally cryptic. Listen carefully: The councilor you must defend. When Red attacks, aim for the right arm."
DHarem had turned to listen to the exchange between Varis and this strange brown cloaked figure; though his attention to the sounds and things around him did not waver. He raised a brow at the figures words and watched in silence as the person snatched up his things and disappeared. He looked back to Varis and shrugged faintly then nodded his head towards the item that was left behind indicating that Varis should take it.
Without waiting, DHarem turned and walked back into the Tavern; he looked to see if Thomas was still unconscious as he walked back to their table and checked on the items they had left there. Though they had been gone only a minute, and he had asked the bartender to watch the things for them, he checked to make sure everything looked undisturbed before sitting again and returning to his meal and drink.
He knew that they would discuss this in time; for now he ran what had happened through his mind and pondered the possibilities of things to come.
Posted on 2011-03-10 at 11:53:41.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Interesting turn of effects.
Suddenly he races, without stopping to think, to the table where the rest of the group is sitting, grabbing his sheathed sword where it lay conviniently on the table with a hand and hooking underneath DHarem's arm, dragging him up from his seat with the other hand.
A frenzied whisper escapes his lips to Bon and DHarem, "Come ON! Now!", before the bard, heedless of his pack, drink or armor, dashes to the exit of the tavern , drawing his sword with a *rrriinng* as he does so.
DHarem looked up and raised an eyebrow as he saw the look on Varis’s face, he immediately got up and followed leaving his things there, including the bag of pebbles that Bon had slide over to him. On his way to the door he kicked the foot of Thomas hoping to awaken him from his induced slumber.
“Wake up Thomas!” he said loud enough, “be alert!”
He withdrew a electrum piece and tosses it through the air to the bartender who deftly plucked it out of the air with precision.
“We will be right back,” he said as he followed Varis out, “watch our things and make sure nothing happens to them.”
Whatever Varis had seen had surely put him on alert; it was not like their leader to draw his sword unless he thought he needed to use it. He preferred to talk before fighting when possible.
Outside he looked around for danger and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary until Bon pointed to the nearby alleyway.
“There!”
Looking into the alley he took a couple of steps in that direction and studied the figure he saw there; a brown cloaked person leaning nonchalantly against the wall beckoning to them to approach. As they cautiously approached the figure removed the hood revealing a face covered with a painted glass mask.
This instantly sparked a memory, but he couldn’t quite recall at the moment. As they drew closer, he looked around them for other signs of danger. He didn’t want to be looking at this figure and be jumped from behind. He stayed alert and let Varis handle the questioning; though he still wondered if this person was what caused their Leader’s sudden actions.
Posted on 2011-03-09 at 00:31:07.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Jobs
Bon turned to to DHarem, "What're these then?"
DHarem’s eye lifted from his meal and looked at the items that Bon had removed from the pouch. His eyebrow lifted when he seen it and he reached out carefully and prodded the tiny ‘pebbles’ with the tip of one finger.
“Fascinating,” he said and smiled slightly, “If I am not mistaken, this appears to be Centralium; an alloy of Centrum and Catalium. These two rare materials which in themselves have special properties; but mixed..”
Dharem shakes his head at the thought of who would be crazy enough to mix to these two materials.
“.. it could be quite .. unstable.” DHarem continued and gently slide the items towards Bon. “You might not want to drop or throw them they will probably explode.”
He went back to eating and sipping his wine wondering what Bon would do with them and where a simple man like the one that had given them to Bon was doing with them.
He heard a clink of coins and looked over to the table where Varis was and saw a sack exchanged between the well dressed man and their leader. It seemed a job had been given and excepted; DHarem was glad of that. He hated sitting around and working at something while he did his chosen profession helped to pass the time. Besides, their ‘adventures’ were often learning experiences as well.
He watched as their ‘employer’ left the Tavern and turned to look at Varis waiting for him to come and lay the assignment on them. He gestured with his head towards the unconscious companion and spoke to Bon.
“You might want to wake him up for this,” he said with a nod, “I think Varis has a job for us.”
Posted on 2011-03-08 at 12:13:23.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: a little liberty
Ok I took a little liberty there with our Cs meeting Celtia... I hope you dont mind. I tried not to portray your character in a bad way, and hope I succeeded. Just thought it would be a nice touch.
If you dont like it let me know and I can remove it.
Posted on 2011-03-07 at 12:52:28.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: A bit of the past.
THUNK
DHarem turned his head and watched as the tankard that Bon threw connected and rendered the fighter unconscious and he shook his head as the bar patron used the lull to extricate himself from the talkative man.
"Was that necessary?" He asked Bon in between bites, "I know he often talks to excess but perhaps he is just making up for those that do not talk enough."
He was of course referring to Bon himself who didnt do alot of talking normally. He didnt blame the man really, often people talked without need. DHarem himself tried to remain silent and observe; you were often able to glean more information that way.
He glanced back over at Varis and the man to whom he was speaking; it almost looked like Varis was ready to return to their table. Perhaps their business was concluded; he wondered what trouble Varis was getting them into this time. Oh he didnt mind the work; it carried him places and allowed him to practice his trade of gathering information, but sometimes it resulted in violence and though he could handle himself he abhorred having to hurt people even though he was so good at it.
It brought to mind the first time he and Varis had met each other; it was here on the streets of Tithuana itself.
He had been walking along and seen a man being accosted by some young street toughs who were bent on doing harm and possibly even robbery. The man had looked capable of handling himself but there were 8 of them and the man seemed more into talking them out of their ill intent then in defending himself.
While the man did talk very eloquently and he was sure it would sway a lot of learned people; these young men were hungry and only interested in the coins in this man’s pocket. When they began to push the man around and it looked like it would come to violence, then DHarem had stepped forth.
“Excuse me gentlemen,” he said stepped up behind the men holding his staff before him, “I do believe this fellow is a friend of mine.”
The toughs whirled as if struck at his sudden appearance; he did tend to move silently and often snuck up on people even when it wasn’t his intent. They looked at him in wonder for a second and then seeing no sword or weapons in sight, other than a wooden staff, the toughs laughed and then moved to encircle him as well.
“Well then,” the one ugliest looking one, obviously their leader, said, “you can pay the fee for passage that he seems unwilling to pay.”
DHarem knew that he could offer to pay them but in so doing he would expose his coins and then they would want it all so he would offer nothing. As they moved behind him he moved over closer to the previous object of their violence and stood next to him.
“I’m afraid I am as broke as he is after all,” he said with a shrug moving to turn and face those on his side.
“Well then we will have to take the fee out of your hides,” the leader said gesturing to the toughs who drew out makeshift clubs.
“I thank you for your assistance,” whispered the man to DHarem as they stood shoulder to shoulder now preparing to defend themselves, “but I could handle myself.” DHarem thought the man sounded more confident than he appeared. Perhaps he could have but the Seeker couldn’t see a man being beaten without stepping in and helping.
“I am sure you can,” he replied as he turned to face those on his side, “but you see I can’t fight.” As he said this is lowered the staff in his hands down to the ground to rest at his feet.
“Cant fight?” the man said incredulously, “then perhaps you should have stayed out of it. Now I have to defend the both of us.”
Just then the leader gave the signal and the toughs rushed them with cries upon their lips. DHarem slipped his toe under the staff where it rested on the ground and flipped it towards two of his attackers. The hardwood caught them horizontally across their faces and then when they recovered they found the Seeker in their faces.
With swift blows almost too fast to follow both of them were down, pains suddenly in their arms and leg joints. They attempted to move but found only pain as their response. One more rushed the seeker from the side to find the man no longer there when his club fell; instead he felt something hard strike the back of his right heel and his feet when out from under him. His head hit the hard ground and he groaned as unconsciousness claimed him.
The man proved to be able to handle himself well against the others and he was able to fend off his attackers so far without any injuries to himself. DHarem moved then to the leader who suddenly realized that the robed man was no simple target. He back pedaled away and waved his hands in front of him.
“No, Wait!” He cried and swung clumsily at him but DHarem simply let the club go by then he grabbed the man’s wrist and locking it in an arm bar the relieved the boy of his club. He then twisted the man’s immobilized arm behind his back into a painful joint lock and grabbed him by the throat.
“Enough!” DHarem said to all of them.
Seeing their leader held so effectively, the others stopped trying to attack the man and backed away. They were stunned as they outnumbered them 4 to 1 and they had been so effectively neutralized so quickly.
“Ok now,” DHarem said, “Off with you! If I catch you accosting poor people again I will break some bones next time. Now OFF!”
Giving the leader a shove into the others he reached down and grabbed up his staff and then made as if he would chase after them with it.
“GET I said!” The boys got, taking with them their wounded companions.
The man laughed at the Seeker as the boys fled and turned to DHarem with a smile.
“I thought you said you couldn’t fight?” He asked.
“It’s not so much that I can’t,” he said with a growing smile, “I’m not supposed to fight. It’s against my religion … sort of.”
They both laughed.
“Well let me buy you a drink then,” the man said, “by the way my name is Varis ... Varis Caese.”
“I am DHarem.” He replied as the two of them went off to have a drink and to forge a friendship.
Violence was not the answer; Knowledge was the answer. When would people learn that immutable fact? As he sat eating and drinking his wine; he feared that they never would learn.
Posted on 2011-03-07 at 12:49:15.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: LOL
No worries as long as you two don't take off and leave me behind in the posting. I may be slow but I try and check the site each day. I will try to keep up.
Posted on 2011-03-07 at 12:03:19.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: hmm
No problem with Varis advancing the story, that is what the leader if for right?
Will try to keep all this info about this strange world in mind for posts later but if I make a mistake let me know and I will amend.
Posted on 2011-03-06 at 15:16:22.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Breaking Fast while we wait.
DHarem raised an eyebrow when Varis, their selected leader, didn’t seat himself but instead walked over and spoke to the well-dressed man at the corner table. He watched them and saw the handshake and then Varis sitting down and talking. The Seeker didn’t eavesdrop but he did cast a glance every once in a while to check up on Varis.
He assumed this might be the reason that Varis had brought them here; he had learned to trust their leader. The man had a talent with people and was a natural born leader and negotiator.
“Please bring us some meats, cheese, bread, and whatever else you have on hand,” DHarem told the person who brought their drinks, “We wish to break fast and are sure your fine establishment will have far better than our meager trail rations we have enjoyed these last few days.”
He laid 10 Electrum pieces on the table to cover the drinks and the food. As he sipped the wine and nodded his approval he glanced once more over at Varis and the man who to him appeared to be some type of noble or perhaps a city leader. DHarem admitted that he didn’t know all of the Councillor’s on site; and if it was a leader he wondered what business they might have for them.
When the food arrived he partook of some of the repast and sipped his wine, he glanced at Bon who had joined him at the table, he shrugged slightly at the situation signifying that they would know shortly what was going on. For now he invited the man to join him in breaking their fast and enjoying something other than simple rations.
Posted on 2011-03-06 at 15:13:31.
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Topic: Happy B-day Tann
Subject: Well
Happy Birthday! I dont think we have meet really, but no reason I cant wish you a Happy Birthday!
Posted on 2011-03-06 at 00:49:25.
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Topic: Footprints Discussion
Subject: First post in
Well I posted my intro for DHarem. Hope it is suitable. I tried to describe him and give a little bit of his mannerisms but more will come in time.
I did take a liberty with the 'wine'. I am referring to a wine made in the Deckie Community here of course and not from Deckie itself. If this is inappropriate then let me know and I can alter my post.
To all you other people out there, come on still have room for some players here. Join up now! This promises to be a fun game.
Posted on 2011-03-06 at 00:46:54.
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Topic: Footprints: Part One, Chapter Five
Subject: Enter DHarem the Seeker
With the sun just starting to lighten the sky, a group enters through the Main gates in the lower part of the city of Tithuana. One man, wearing a long cloak with a hood raised to protect him from the chill of the departing night, pauses before entering the Tavern before which he stood.
The man pulls back the hood of his long cloak and glances about at the quiet city; a town just starting to awaken on this fourth day of a great event. The Knowledge Festival of Tithuana; the man smiled as he thought of how he had made it back to town before it was all over. He had his doubts that they would return in time; he hated to miss such an important event in which he loved to participate.
He let his companions proceed him into the tavern as he unclasped the long cloak from his shoulders and removed it; draping the garment over his left arm. The man was of average height (5’10”),with sandy brown closely cropped hair and clean shaven.
His clothing was as drab as his looks; a simple brown robe of loose fit hung from his frame cinched at the waist by a simple braided rope, leather sandals that laced half way up his calves adorned his feet. No weapons were visible on his person unless you considered the plain oaken staff in his left hand as a weapon.
With one last look about the street the man turned and with a smile he entered the establishment they had chosen in which to stay. Being the last of his group to enter; he closed the door behind him and paused to take in the ambiance of the room. His steel gray eyes took in everything in the room as they passed over it; being a ‘gather’ of information he was adept at ‘noticing’ things. He was a trained observer and seldom did anything miss his attention.
He memorized the layout, the locations of all the patrons, the apparent professions of those gathered here was also filed away somewhere in his mind. Most appeared to be simple folks just here to enjoy their drink perhaps before starting their days; one well-dressed patron sat alone at a corner table distant from the others. That lone patron commanded the newcomer’s attention for a few seconds longer before he moved his gaze on to the bar tender who greeted them.
"Welcome to the Giant Dwarf tavern, the only greater paradox being just how good our home-brewed ale is! What can I get you all?"
“Good Morning Tavern Keep,” the man returned the greeting with a smile as he approached the bar and gestured to a nearby empty table, “We would love some drinks if you don’t mind over at that table. I would like a glass of Deckian Wine if you have it.”
After placing his order, DHarem, Seeker for the Great Library moved to the table as his companions placed their orders for drink. After the drinks were brought they could order some food, but for now he just wanted to get off his tired feet. He laid the long cloak over the back of his chair and slipped the extra long drawstring of a large carry sack over his head and sat the sack on the floor next to his chair. He sat down and rested the staff atop the sack as he let out a long sigh of relaxation and glanced once more about the room as he waited on his drink.
(Ok, there is my first post. Hope it is satisfactory. )
Posted on 2011-03-06 at 00:35:41.
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Topic: 2012 Recruitment-REVIVED!
Subject: hmmmm
Pyro I have to say I dont understand your post about your game. It seems a bit disjointed. You might want to take your post and expand on it a bit. It seems to jump around and not contain enough information on the adventure itself. Maybe if you filled in some info and gave more details you might get some people to commit to playing.
Just my 2¢.
Posted on 2011-03-04 at 01:48:13.
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Topic: Happy Birthday Flirt!
Subject: Belated Birthday!
Happy Birthday! By the time you get to see this it probably wont be your birthday any more. Hope you had a fun filled day and got everything you wanted.
Posted on 2011-03-04 at 01:44:28.
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Topic: EXCITED!!!
Subject: Josh
Of course you got good seats Flirty, there cant be more than 100-200 people in the world that would actually PAY to see him sing 
Posted on 2011-03-04 at 01:42:54.
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Topic: Footprints Recruitment
Subject: Bump
Yeah we could probably start with just us, but more would be nice.
Come on people. Check out the thread the game sounds interesting and the system is real easy. We need more games going on here. So join now! 
Posted on 2011-03-01 at 22:36:09.
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Topic: Footprints Recruitment
Subject: Bump.
Another player or two would be nice in this adventure. Come on join; some of you must have some free time.
Posted on 2011-02-28 at 12:20:05.
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