Thread 30 - Mining but Very Little Crafting (part 3)

Logan Faust!ReIheBaff. 14 Mar 2016 12:04:36 PM No.41289266>>41289331>>41289406


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>>41284051
You know, I honestly couldn't tell you. Nostalgia's telling me they're amazing, but it's been 10 years. Given what my food palette used to be like back then, though, I'd say these are gonna be pretty great.

>They felt a lot better than the weird shit the cook would serve him, anyway. Couldn't go wrong with being able to pick and choose what you wanted, and thankfully his father was more forgiving about that sort of stuff than his mother was.

Ah, speaking of-

>Instead of the woman, a young man wandered across with a tray, seemingly working as an attendant. From what he remembered it used to be the woman and her husband, perhaps he didn't work there anymore? Perhaps he'd even passed on in the time between his leaving and returning.

So I've got... one Turkey Special-
Yep, that's me.
>The sandwich was placed down on the table as Logan raised his hand.
Then one Bacon and Sausage.
That guy.
And then the pin tuna fillet for you, and three Rifts.
>With everyone having been dished out their sandwiches and sodas, Logan nodded in thanks to the teen-aged server, flipping him a small 10c silver coin.
Ah, thank you very much!

>It was almost like the poor kid hadn't seen a tip in his life, and the smile on the young guy's face as he walked back to the shop gave Logan a genuine reason to grin a little. It felt good to help the slightly downtrodden in this city, even if only a little bit here and there.

Right, here goes nothing then.

>Using a pocket bottle-opener to crack the lid from the glass container, the sound of the purple drink openly fizzing was matched only by the sweet, slightly tangy smell of the various berry flavours that made up the popular soft drink. Taking a brief swig to help manage the build-up of thirst over the course it the day, the chilled fluid couldn't be more refreshing.

Aaah, that's the stuff. I feel like a little kid all over again drinking this. Shame the guildhall doesn't stock it.

Leopon-dji 14 Mar 2016 5:05:53 PM No.41289406>>41290159

>>41289266
>>41289331
>Being served was, she had to admit, kind of weird. She nodded her thanks to the young man and turned her attention to the food.

So this is not... alcoholic?

>Leo picked up the bottle out of curiosity. She had seen things like it before, but never actually drank one; they were too expensive to get on a bandit's budget. She placed her gloves aside and wedged a claw underneath the cap. It popped off with ease. The drink fizzing in response put Leo off for now. She gingerly set it down and tended to her sandwich instead.

??!ReIheBaff. 15 Mar 2016 11:05:53 AM No.41290206>>41290612


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>>41290159
>The crystal lights flickered as the energy being released fluctuated, being kept on a low, steady output to give the room a somewhat shady feel as the sunlight shifted towards the evening. Among the shifting shadows was a lone figure slightly shrouded by the dark, striding through the room at a slow but steady pace as she continued to converse with her guest by the entryway.

I'm pleased you were able to make it, General. It would be a shame if the Church had managed to limit your movements even within the Capital.

>Refined and steeped in both authority and grace, the woman's voice seemed to resound through the hall even though she spoke at an ordinary volume. The quiet in the halls was slightly eerie, as it tended to be when she was the sole person occupying the household, yet she seemed quite at home in the low light of the foyer.

I hear your position has been quite stressful of late. It's quite alright, of course, the pain of those closest to us disappearing is something I can empathise with quite well. As far as I am concerned, you have continued to serve the Terminian Nobility as aptly as you are able, and that is far from something to be ashamed of.

Princess Sarilla Kingsguard!pR.BaFF/uk 15 Mar 2016 5:17:54 PM No.41290622>>41290664


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>>41290612
That much I can expect, I'm sure.

>Though it felt natural for her to continue pacing, the long flowing gown came to a halt at the main stairway as the woman turned to make a sideways glance toward the General, her eyes narrowing slightly as she once again went over what she had heard of the incident.

It's a folly, that the Church would hold you here under the pretense of your emotional state being compromised. Of course you would be hurting, but I would argue that kind of passion fuels miracles rather than flatten performance. It's that very feeling that caused me to summon you here, this eve.

>Her tone was stern, common for the highest of nobility and particularly for those that valued their stature in society, but the hints of frustration and strain in her voice betrayed something far more meaningful, something beyond any care for Victoria or her sister. Indeed, were it any other day most of the high nobility would have simply let the situation be, as the Church was a hassle to deal with at the best of times. For Sarilla Kingsguard to have called on Victoria personally like this, something more was at work.

You wish to pour your powers into the search for your sister, do you not? Ordinarily the will of the Holy Flame is law - if they have confined you and your personal forces to Empyrean then there is little anyone can do. However...

>Once more, the tall woman began to pace around the large, empty space, her face lit by the gentle glow of the crystals when she approached each scattered piece, carefully braided hair flowing with each step.

... the full endorsement of a crusade, from any member from the Royal Nobility, is more than enough to at least put a hold on such a small barrier. I am prepared to give that support, provided that you perform the task that I am about to ask of you.

Princess Sarilla Kingsguard!ReIheBaff. 16 Mar 2016 10:48:02 AM No.41291228>>41291924


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>>41290664
Excellent, I had a feeling you'd take up my request.

>Pausing in her route around the open space for a moment, she looked towards a small nearby table, holding several picture frames bearing photos of a number of people, both old and young. Her gaze was fixated on one in particular for a good few seconds before she finally turned, looking to Victoria with a seriousness in her eyes that seemed to surpass any measure of restraint within her.

I have heard rumours in the past few weeks that seem to indicate that my... my son has re-appeared among us.

>There's a tremble of emotion that seeps through her visage of nobility as she speaks. It seemed as though she were barely able to contain herself over the thought, but quickly reels herself back under control. For a noble to lose their composure in front of those who served them was incredibly inelegant.

Ten long years... if it's truly possible, I ask you to investigate. It might not even be him, I still find it hard to believe, but if there is any chance..

>Though even as she tried her best, it was difficult to contain her various measures of hope, desperation and the degradation of the barriers she had put up so long ago. So, instead of simply letting it all pour out, she twisted it into the commands she was to give to Victoria, her voice seeped in a mixture of anger and worry.

Someone out there is at least giving off the impression that they are someone long gone from this world. Regardless of whether they are who many seem to think, I'm putting forward an order to you to retrieve this boy and bring him before me. Whether he is my son or not, I will know once I lay eyes upon him.

Do this for me, and I swear to you upon my heritage that I will free you of the Church's burdens, and allow you whatever force you require in order to retrieve your sister and put an end to the criminal who has taken her.

Princess Sarilla Kingsguard!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Mar 2016 8:42:26 PM No.41291979>>41294753


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>>41291924
Details? This is my son we are talking about, here! Did you not pay attention to current events when you were younge-

>In a brief flare of anger, Sarilla spoke out against the very idea that someone wouldn't be familiar with the event itself - a high noble vanishing? It was unheard of! Even the legendary traitor Damian Kant grew to be an adult before he rose to rebellion, but a young teenaged boy suddenly missing without a trace? It had wounded her so deeply that she thought she wouldn't recover, until her daughter and husband managed to at least somewhat fill the void.

>However, being a high noble meant being in the know, and that meant understanding those around you, even their most hidden of secrets if possible. When she remembered who she was talking to specifically, Victoria's lack of knowledge suddenly made sense.

Ah, that's right... you were locked away in the frosts of the north at that age. Given that you rose to your position in recent years, I suppose it's not surprising you wouldn't know about a long-closed missing person's case.

>Even if it was her son. It was difficult to drudge up the memories, but recent rumours had already done a good enough job at that anyway.

He was 12 when it happened. I'll admit he had suddenly started something of a rebellious phase, but all young boys do around then... I just never imagined...

>She paused for a moment, doing her best to collect herself. For all of the importance she placed on keeping up appearances, talk of this subject always seemed to make that difficult, even though the years had already passed.

He was Prince Raziel Kingsguard. He shared my raven hair, and as much as I asked our stylist to keep it respectable it always ended up being very unkempt. I suppose he'd be a young man now, after all this time... to think that of him, my little... ahem, I suppose his most striking feature of all would be the red eyes he was born with. At first I thought them defective, but according to some of our scholars he had been born with what they called a 'gift'. As unfortunate as it was for us, for some reason this conflicted with the possibilities of magic, so you wouldn't be looking for a mage. Aside from that... I have no idea how different he might have become, assuming the rumours are true.

Supposedly you're looking for someone with a brutishly large sword who looks an absolute mess. Honestly, I couldn't believe even the thought that someone like that was my child, so I initially dismissed any notion of it. But he began to visit similar places... ask for similar things. Too many small rumours have appeared for it to simply be coincidence, and honestly I'm not sure whether I'd rather they be true or not if the young man is as he sounds.

But I cannot rest until I know for certain...