Sword of Sacrifice

zak having blacked out after being stabed awoke too find him self in the elfs arms.

"i knew elfs were a strange lot, but this is strange even for them...what are yo"

then the pain kicked in and zak blacked out agian

In town, you can buy the following items...


Healing draught = 100 bolsa
Field kit = 200 bolsa
Iron weapons = 50 bolsa
Iron shield = 100 bolsa
Iron armour = 150 bolsa
Iron arrows = 5 bolsa each
Steel arrows = 10 bolsa each
Mithril arrows = 25 bolsa each
Steel weapons = 100 bolsa
Steel shield = 200 bolsa
Steel armour = 300 bolsa
Healing HP = 1 bolsa per point (50 bolsa to get from 24HP to 25HP)
Scroll = Misery (High level fire magic ) = 1000 bolsa
Scroll = Decapitation (High level warrior skill) = 1000 bolsa
Scroll = Bombardment (High level ranger skill) = 1000 bolsa


Items can be sold for half their price and scrolls are 1-use attacks


Before terribly long, Braavos had arrived at the town of Waynesbrook. It wasn't much to look at, but if was still a step up from Wessenridge.

The shop was easy enough to find by the large read sign that read, "Shit for sale!!"

Inside was a cuddly looking old woman with a slightly humpbacked posture. She resembled the innocent old grandma from "Little Red Riding Hood" which surprised Braavos even more when she yelled, "WHAT YOU WANT?!! Get your shit and get out!!"

After narrowly avoiding jumping out of his skin, he quickly requested two steel swords. "That'll be 200 bolsa!" the old lady shouted, holding out her hand. Relinquishing the money, Braavos grabbed his two shiny swords and looked them over. "Good condition." he said, testing the blade with his thumb. "I'll give you my iron armour and my two old iron swords for a set of steel armour." Braavos offered, taking out his old swords and putting the new ones in the scabbards.

the old lady stood there for a minute before shouting "Fuck off with your swindlin' arse!!"

Braavos sighed and immediately fucked off.

Leaving the store, beat a path the nearest nude bar, where he awaited the arrival of his companions.

Dathdr arrives in town 15 minutes later, and drops Zak off at a healers, saying that Zak will pay for it when he is conscious. Dathdr then departs to partake in the market. He sells his iron bow and all 10 of his iron arrows, and buys a steel bow and 22 steel arrows. With only 8 bolsa left, Dathdr feels quite poor, and seeks out Braavos. Looking around, he sees a pub called "Barmaid Dancers".
Hmm... It must be a dance hall! Maybe Braavos will be in there!

Dathdr walks in to find human women, apparently without clothing, dancing on iron polls, with bolsa coins littering the floor. He find Braavos tossing coins at a women, who dances even more. Dathdr, shutting his eyes, grabs Braavos and runs away, hoping never to see such a horrifying site again.

"My nekkid ladies!" Shouted Braavos, horrified. It was then he noticed that the one responsible for the lack of nudity in his environment was his elven friend.

"Glad to see you got my note!" He said, pleasantly

"... Wait a minute, where's the others?"

"Well, you see..." Dathdr explained, washing his hands in a fountain, "After you had left, we got attacked by some bandits. Zak was wounded, so I had to take him and run here. I left Lock and Hector in the woods. I also got a new bow!"

Put Skill Point into Agility
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Zay was about to bite into Wolf, when the smell of him washed over her again. She shuddered, and kicked his body.

"Useless....annoying....rotten....dog...." she muttered, complaining as she walked closer and closer to Jerdy.

She started into a painful run, which was probably opening her wound wider, but she didn't care.

Eventually, she could see a small town at the edge of the forest (about halfway between Jerdy and Waynesbrook, at the point of the forest). She quickly ran up to it, and saw the guards eye her suspiciously, but let her in. She quickly stopped, and turned around, going up to one of the guards, who put his hand on his hilt. He was carrying a steel sword, and was wearing iron armour.

"Excuse me, but what town is this? It doesn't look familiar...I don't recall ever being here before..." she asked him politely.

The guard relaxed, and answered politely, "We're Echilthrelt Reserve. We basically make sure no one burns down this forest seperating the three towns south from the orcs of Gohrv."

Zey looked confused, as she had never heard of a 'reserve' before. She quickly shook her head, and smiled at him.

"Is there anywhere I could buy supplies? Just something simple..." she said sweetly and smoothly.

The guard looked at her, and smiled. Zey smiled back. The guard blushed and quickly answered, "There's a store in town. If you need anywhere to stay..."

Zey answered, "That would be appreciated."

The guard nodded at the other one, who gave him a thumbs up. Zey rolled her eyes when they weren't looking, and followed the guard into a back alley.

"This is a shortcut we use. People aren't supposed to come back here, you never know when someone could leap at you and try and steal your stuff or assa-"

Zey lept for his neck with her teeth bared, ready to bite.

Lock could barely stomach the sight of Hector's exposed face. The man had been so badly burned that his skin looked like melted candle wax. His lips were permanently stuck in a frown. Scorch marks where his eyebrows should have been were still red.
Lock had to turn away.
He did not want to know how a man could receive such serious burns and still survive.
"There's something wrong with him." Lock whispered to Crixus. "I do not trust that man at all."

"I will accompany you, Hector." Lock said. "Since I do not know the way, you can lead."

Lock could easily track the footsteps of the elf and the red haired man who left before, but he would not risk having Hector following behind him, where he couldn't be seen.

Crixus flew ahead, scouting the area as Lock and Hector traveled onwards.

zak regaining concnous noticed at first that someone was going throu his coin bag, and second that he felt much better.

he slid his hand to his dager that was under his robes pulled it out and press it against the mans neck.

"easy friend, i am just taking payment for the healing, too tell you the truth it looked like you wouldent make it."

zak still not sure, but a feeling better he asumed it must be true. he sheathed his dagger and asked how much the healing cost him.

"100 hundread bolsa good sir."

zak would have hagled the price but knowing how bad his wounds were he thoght it fair enouth.

"is there a place were a i can get suplias" zak said geting up "and also how did i get here".

"why as it happens an elf brought you here, infact you may catch him around the shop down a few streets"

"thank you i will be off now"

zak then made his way to the market were he saw a decent enouth looking place. there he sold his iron dagger (25) his iron spell book (25) and his iron amor (75) (125 total sold, 375 total bolsa) he then bought a steel dager and a steel spell book. (total price 200) he also grabed 1 helath drought (100) leaving him with 75

he then decided to wait for the other on a bench new the store.

Zay vs. Corporal

___COMMENCE___

What at first seemed like a simple battle quickly turned out to be hell. As luck (or lack thereof) would have it, the man Zay intended to kill was no fresh recruit, nor was he apt to let his guard down, especially for a woman. As soon as he heard her lunge, he unsheathed his sword and spun around backwards, slicing her from her left shoulder to her right hip.

She fell to the ground, bleeding and unconscious.

The guard spit and said, "I knew there was something funny about yeh. You're right lucky that I don't kill no girls."

Within ten minutes, Zay was bandaged up, asleep in a prison cell

___CONCLUDE___

You were damaged to 3 health, but luckily you were blessed with a competent prison nurse. You're still pretty badly wounded, though.

zak had been sitting at the bench for dam near 30 min before he caught site of the other two. he walked across the street to greet them when a crack split the sky.

every thing stoped

"what the hell was that"

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Braavos said, heading Northwest towards the Settlement of Jerdy.

"If there's one thing Momma Claire taught me before she died, it's that loud scary noises are best left ignored."

Dathdr hears the loud cracking, and Braavos mumbling something about ignoring it and walking away. Dathdr decides that he would be at risk if he tries to investigate it, so he follows Braavos.

zak though intreasted by the noise thought it best not to go towards the place with town gaurds swarming it, they my be wanted.

he will follow Braavos

Stepping beyond the city gates, Braavos pulled out his map and compass.

"Hmm... This way." Braavos said to his traveling companions, making a slight change in his direction.

Gurog and Angelo had taken the courtesy to travel with Tinie directly south to a small unmarked village on the coast. Whether they would join him on the voyage he was not certain, but they might not be allowed back in Wessenridge for awhile.

"Once at the coast, we must look for another old wizard.", Tinie said. "It is he who can call upon the Evenfier."

A faint cloud could be seen in the distance.

"Smoke!?", Tinie exclaimed. "That village only has four people in it. We need to get over there!"

"If we hurry, we can make it by nightfall."

Gurog saw the smoke cloud a second before Tinie pointed at it and started talking. He sounded very alarmed.
He caught Tinie saying the village only has four people in it.

"Big place" thought Gurog, chuckling slightly at his own wittiness as he continued walking towards the village.

Hector and Lock's journey was a quiet one; the only noise that could be heard was Hector plucking random plants and leaves as they walked and putting them in his bag.

The two had been traveling for 3 days now and Hector's satchel was full of random ingredients. In the distance Hector spotted a few buildings and when they walked closer they noticed it was actually a town.

"Excuse me young fellow," said Hector to a random passer by, "might you tell me what town I am in?"

"You be in Jerdy my friend," said the young man.

"Many thanks to you comrade," said Hector bowing, "and were might I go to sell my weapons?"

At this the man pointed and Hector walked in the direction until he saw a building named "Tools of Stabbing".

"What I delightful name!" said Hector optimistically as they walked into the building.

An old man sat behind a desk and watched them as they entered.

"A thousand greetings," said Hector, "I would like to trade in both of my Iron swords here and then purchase two of those steel swords you have."

Purchase: sold: 2 iron swords sold for total 100 balsa total Bought: 2 steel swords bought for 200 balsa total. Total balsa left: 42 balsa

Random joke: 2 Iron swords- 100 dollars. 2 Steel swords- 200 Dollars. Stabbing a person in the brain and killing them violently- priceless

"Thank you," said Hector who turned to Lock after buying his weapons, "I am going to scout around outside to see what other stores may be in the proximity."

Hector waved and then headed for the door waiting outside until Lock had finished his purchases.

zak will fight by the side of his comrades in arms

Dathdr draws his bow, ready to defend himself.

Braavos readied his swords, emboldened by the fact that his companions would be sticking around for the brawl. With a distinctive battle cry, they all ran forward

Braavos, Dathdr, and Zak vs. 6 thieves armed with iron daggers

___COMMENCE___

The first bandit fell quickly to a slice from Braavos, whilst the second and third fell to a couple of arrow shots from Dathdr. As he fell never to rise again, one of the thieves threw is dagger with the last of his strength, which slashed semi-harmlessly against Dathdr's thigh. Meanwhile, Zak electrocute two more thieves to death while Braavos cut the last one down, suffering a slight cut across the chest int he process.

___CONCLUDE___

All participants are now LEVEL 4

29 bolsa obtained

iron daggers obtained

add point to str

zak sits down for sec to catch his breath.

"to think will probly run into a few more groups like this

"Undoubtedly." Braavos said, cleaning his blades. "Nobenos has never been know for its safety."

(add point to luck)

Dathdr clutches at the cut on his thigh, not deep enough to cause problems, but deep enough to sting when he walked. Dathdr looks at his companions, then says "Well, as it seems we hav ea long journey ahead of us, what do you suggest we talk about?"