Forgotten Heroes IC

[Voadam]

"First lets look at our situation and what we can figure out." Voadam starts ticking off items.

"First, my memory is lost dating back a minimum of a few months and possibly to a time when I was on a different world. My spellbook has significant additions in my own hand that would have at the very least taken months to learn and scribe.

Second, the magics I had prepared are all of a combat nature, very little utility or investigatory magic. Everyone seems accoutred for martial activities with armor and weapons.

Third, though I do not have a memory of the past months, I have knowledge of each of your names, and a feeling that I know you and have worked with you.

Fourth, we all seem to share a memory of the blue gas.

Fifth, we ended up in that field with varying levels of memory loss."

Voadam looks around to his companions.

"So we must figure out who each of you are, what we can each do, what is the world we find ourselves in, what we were doing, and what happened to us."

 

[hafrogman]

Chester seats himself calmly at the table with the others and listens to their conversation.

"Perhaps some research is in order. We have one heraldic symbol, one name of a god. Perhaps those would be good places to start. We can see if they are known in these parts, and who knows, perhaps we have been to this town before. Simply getting out and being seen may lead to us be recognized."

 

[Shayuri]

"Being recognized could be bad too," Lily notes darkly. "We're just as likely to have enemies or rivals we don't recognize as friends."

"Just saying, we should be careful of strangers. And right now, everyone's a stranger."

 

[Rayex]

Grokkun - Dwarven Cleric of Johan

"I will try to seek out a temple, or perhaps a shrine, dedicated to Johan. I might get some answers there." With warm ale and food-crumbs enjoying their new-found home in Grokkuns beard, the cleric smiles happily. "but for now, I am content with enjoying this great breakfast!"

 

[hafrogman]

Chester shrugs heavily at Lily's comment.

"Even an enemy might inadvertently give us clues as to our identities. Our worst enemy might be whoever put us in this situation, but if such a person wanted us dead, they could have done it while we were all asleep in that field."

 

[Voadam]

"I agree with . . . Lily." Voadam says, a slight hesitation as he wrests her name out of the blue mists "We could have enemies, we are certainly equipped to fight and I would say we were ready to engage enemies. We did not awake at the mercy of an enemy but we could easily have escaped through the use of a teleport scroll. Or our memory and dislocation could have been the result of our disrupting a magical ritual that ate our memory but put us temporarily beyond our enemy's reach. We do not know and it would make sense not to make ourselves more vulnerable while we ferret out the truth."

 

[Lot]

Seifer wakes up out of a fitful sleep, the memory of woman's face surrounded by a blue vapor haunting him even now. With a groan, he stretches and starts the laborious process of donning his armor. Once worn, Seifer throws on the tabard with the unknown symbol. Cradling his helm in his arm, he proceeds down to breakfast, his bastard sword slapping against his leg. He looks a little overdressed for breakfast.

"Good morning. After we eat, I was thinking of seeking out this smith; this Gerald fellow. Also, maybe we can find some answers in the Adventurer's Registry. Perhaps someone close to one of us has posted us as missing."

Seifer finishes speaking and sits in a chair next to Chester, reaching for a piece of bread and a knife for butter.

 

[Scotley]

Eglath Goliath Fighter 5

Eglath thinks of his dark dreams and joins the conversation, "All the magical aspects of what the blue smoke and such might have been are far beyond me, but as others have said, if an enemy did this wouldn't it have been easier to just kill us? Have you considered the posibility that we choose this path. A fresh start with friends and no memories of past troubles? The gear that most of us carry would suggest that we are persons of some means. What of the case of our sodden companion? Would any deny that she has a desire to forget something?" He pauses to take a drink of water, "we might not want to find out our past."

 

[JonnyFive]

Zzerki wole early, proped against the door to the room he shared with his companions. making his way out of the room in almost perfict silence felt natural to him and upon approching the barkeep, he had to call out to the man as he seemed to look right through him. getting a bit of the food that was appatizing to him he took it to a back corner and proceded to eat there, alone and in silence. as each person filtered down the stairs, Zzerki racked his mind for information on them. mostly he was just getting back names to go with the faces, but giant seemed to hold a special place in his mind. Drifting over to the group, Zzerki managed to catch the giants last comment. "Eglath, as much as that is a possibility, i believe it is wrong. each of us may be good with gear but if you look at it, it seems that we were geared for battle. also, i have the feeling that we were great friends, and fearsome on the battlefield togeather. i just don't know why." as he speaks, thouse who look at zzerki can see his skin change colors every so slightly, blending to his general backround.

 

[Amazing Triangle]

Drackus shuffles over to your general area with a book in hand, "Well ladies and gentlemen, I heard from Dirk that you were lookin' for some work, the church of Johan, and Gallopin' Garry. Well ol' Gerald is only about half a block up to the right and should be to work within a short time, he usually starts just after me. As for the church,” He pauses thinking for a second, “It is out here and to the left about three blocks down, they have already started.”

“Now on to what I love to do, this,” He opens the book, “Is this towns Adventurer’s Registry. It just so happens that I have just the job for a group as large as you, but I will never force another to do something I won’t do. There is a large sized bandit troupe just in the woods to the north. If you want to take this ticket, you will have to each chip in 100gp only so I can take care of your funeral rites. If you decide to go this route I will write up your funeral arrangements and then we will discuss the pay and intelligence on this job. If ya wanna do this just come by here later. If ya can’t find me my daughter,” he points a grubby finger at the little girl who woke you this morning, “Isabelle will know where to find me. I will leave you to talk to yourself.”