RPG event - Quest NPC Contact

[thalassino]

◣ Quest NPC Contact ◢

Below is a place to thread out quick little conversations with the NPCs that aren't worth an entire log. Vatheon's staple NPCs will have postings here, and all the other new quest NPCs will simply be listed under the "Quest NPCs" comment header. Please put in the subject line which quest you're talking with an NPC about!

Comments

[replicatedcourage]

i dont know your inn is very good already! maybe a rag to clean my sword and shield? i feel bad getting your nice towels dirty oh or maybe somewhere to do laundry

[He's... been washing his clothes in the bathtub. He cleans up after! Just the towels get kinda gross and he does feel bad.]

[thalassino]

[Woah. There's something kind of scary about Bro. The kid lowers his makeshift drumsticks, looking up at Bro with wide eyes.

His mother doesn't seem worried in the least. She's out of there in a flash to catch her precious naptime while she can.]

[replicatedcourage]

Oops!

[Out come the earplugs. He looks sheepish.]

Sorry. These are good against the mandrakes though!

[He chats a bit with her as she makes his potion for the day and thanks her warmly.

The next day he's back with even more, but this time he remembers to take the earplugs out before showing up. There's no mandrake roots this time.]

Your garden really grows fast.

[thalassino]

Yeah, it's...

[DAMMIT there's the casino manager again, here to catch him! The light-fingered man glances back and forth, then tosses his weighted dice at Bro. Sorry, Bro, you're up! With a wink and a wave, he vanishes.

Thankfully for Bro this a tutorial and he won't find the skill all that difficult to use this time.]

[thalassino]

...why didn't I think of that?!

[He wishes he had something to give her to express his appreciation. maybe this... plastic heart? Oh, well. It'll have to do.]

Uhh, here, you can have this too!

[replicatedcourage]

Uh. Yeah.

[Sola blinks. Why is that concept hard? Oh well, maybe he'll just be back again to clean instead. Or...]

Or you could throw away your trash in the dumpster so when they knock it over there won't be anything to clean up!

[He's trying to help here.]

[aim_exorable]

[Gosh darned NPCs.]

Don't worry, we won't. Arty, when you're done cleaning, could you come and help me?

[And off they go. Don't worry if they start bringing in weird... things, baker. It's go big or go home when you're an engineer.]

[replicatedcourage]

[Sola heads after him and shares a nice afternoon of cake and family time! Yay, peace is restored! He misses Link something fierce though.]

[thalassino]

[Equius, you understand her like no one else has so far. Well, there was Karkat, but he took a little convincing.]

Exactly! Thankfully, whatever twisted god made clerics gave us a little something to help out in those situations. When you're totally spent and your whole group is running around like chickens with their heads cut off, when you're absolutely certain you don't have one more heal left in you... you look deep inside yourself and you pull your shit together anyway, because you know for sure no one ELSE will. That's faith. Faith in yourself.

[Equius has learned "Faith"!]

[thalassino]

[She'll just leave Equius to oversee this and start in on lunch, then. Good job, Equius.

Here's to hoping the boys don't get in another fight after this, because they'll know how to build a proper wall now.]

[thalassino]

[Of course he's listening, he's compelled to listen to any player character! The boy's all snuggled up on his bed now, treating this like a bedtime story.]

[thalassino]

Hohoho. Well, you adventurers are a busy lot! I wouldn't want to waste your time with years of theory when a little desperation will do the trick, too.

[He doesn't have years. He's only got two weeks!]

[behind_my_smile]

wah! Excellent~ I'd love to help out. There is nothing more fun the baking cookies.

[thalassino]

[The rags he asks for are in the room in the morning, as well as a wash tub and laundry soap! It's all very old timey, but that's the state of Vatheon right now. If Sola cleans all his gear up, he'll do slightly more damage for the day.]

[behind_my_smile]

Well I'm used to waiting years to perfecting spells but I suppose time really is of the essence right now. Good to know I've still got a sharp enough mind to learn something new so fast.

[thalassino]

This isn't my garden. It's just the park! I used to like to eat lunch here, but now it's full of mean plants...

[She peers at him curiously. No roots? Weird.]

[thalassino]

Hey, yeah, I could do that! Thanks, kid.

[Of course, the hooligans will just grab the trash out of the dumpster and spread it around. The quest must go on!]

[thalassino]

[He continues his job, strangely unimpeded by any work Darkleer is doing. It seems that only the mess outside stops him from doing his job. NPCs are a strange lot.]

[behind_my_smile]

After many many years of playing alone in the tower, the boys started to grow lonely. Playing alone wasn't much fun after all! They had even started to forget why they had fought at all. But they were both too proud to admit they were wrong or forgive the other. So they stayed.

Then one day the older boy came down with a strange illness. He grew very sick. So sick that he couldn't play with his toys or shout at his brother. The younger twin wondered what was wrong since the tower was so quiet. He shouted for his brother but there was no response. Then suddenly a white note floated to the ground. It read..

I'm sorry we have been apart for all these years. I missed being able to play with you, dear brother. But it seems my time is at an end. I wish I could have seen you one last time but we were both too proud.

The younger boy cried out for his twin but it was too late. Suddenly all the anger he had felt because of that fight years ago no longer seemed so important. All he wanted was to see his brother, and that was a wish that could not be granted. He lost all that time that he could have spent making memories with a brother he would never see again.

[thalassino]

How come the nurses didn't bring the brother back?

[His concept of death is a little lacking. It seems like he doesn't realize it can be a permanent thing...]

[aim_exorable]

So you constructed a wall? That seems to be something of an overreaction.

[He just kind of... taps on it, idly wondering how much force he would have to exert to ruin it.]

That's the only reason?

[thalassino]

[The wall is pretty rickety. Darkleer could take it down easily, especially with Arty to help.]

I stepped on one of his legos.

[The boy pauses dramatically, looking up at Darkleer for effect.]

BAREFOOT.

[That was the last straw, okay?]

[dualbladewarrior]

... oh.

[He probably would have gotten that easier if Asbel was still around, but he would have easily been a warrior and done exactly that. For all of Pascal's impulsive nature, she's not nearly as reckless or would-be hero driven as Hubert's brother.

But it does make sense now that he's had it explained more.]

I see.

[He might actually be smiling, even as he gives a polite bow in gratitude.]

Thank you for imparting this knowledge to me.

[parasolspinning]

[Trial by fire indeed. If there was one thing dealing with HOMURA taught him, it was the effectiveness of a good dodge and roll, which is exactly what he does the second he sees the minotaur that's bearing down on him.

But just like he said - Shiro, or rather Adolf, is far too used to simply using his power without thought or the need for an incantation, and it puts him in a bit of a bad spot when he can't seem to get far enough away to utter out said incantations before the minotaur comes swinging at him again.

It takes a few dodges before he realizes he's suddenly alone, too. Damn! Deserted by the mage who was supposed to help him?! That's cold!

But effective, because he actually gets angry at being left behind like that, and it's enough to push him in to wanting to fight back instead of running away at every turn.

And it clicks. Suddenly it's all there in his head, and he gets on his feet again as he feels time seem to stretch and pull around him. He spins the long silver staff in his hands around and slams the end down on the ground hard.]

Enough! This ends now! ARCANE BLAST!

[booyaka_boom]

*Selphie giggles at that - she can be quite inventive when she wants to be. And she looks more than appreciative of the plastic heart - her first prize!*

Oh wow! Really? Thanks!