Complete Eastern Brisshal A Lover of History

[Matilda]

In and around Eastern Brisshal, rumors of an eccentric but kind bard looking for individuals that fought with the grand raid against the monstrous, demon insect weeks ago. Apparently, the man is looking for people to interview, and when asked why he simply says he's a bard and it's his duty to record glorious deeds for the sake of history. On the plus side, the bard has said that anyone who chooses to be interviewed will have their names written down in one of the most important epics of our time.

The Bard:

Having set up shop in a popular and comfortable tavern in Honeyhome, the bard has been singing each night to the delight of many (he's quite good). If you choose to be interviewed you will find the Bard performing every night in Honeyhome.

OOC: The bard is actually Alecto in disguise. This is a social thread meant to discuss the raid event. Extremely high willpower or hypersense may feel like something is slightly off about this person. Open to anyone who was a part of the site raid event.

 

[Cynna]

Hmmmm~? This should be the place.

Walking through the night air of Honeyhome, Cynna spied the tavern she was looking for. It shouldn't have been a hard place to find but finding this specific bard in the haystack had still taken some time. He was mobile and he wasn't particularly well known. Vexing as it might have been, this was the entire point in the first place. Even so, Cynna had been left with quite the amount of legwork. She tried not to mind too much; she'd been goofing off quite a bit along the way.

"Oh barperson~! Yes~ yes~ over here~ I'll have something cool~ mead~? I've never had that~ it seems interesting~ give me a lot of it~ lots and lots of mead please~ I'm going to be waiting for quite a while~ one glass anytime mine is empty~ you don't even have to ask~ hmhm~ thank you~"

It was a strange order that made it clear she wasn't to be bothered. All questions the tender might have had evaporated when Cynna made a deposit. Her mark, the bard was currently playing as Cynna ran her finger down the cool glass enjoying the sensation of the condensation. Cynna was hardly an expert on musical arts, so she couldn't tell if the man was good or not, but the songs seemed pleasant enough, and it gave her an excuse to sit without being bothered.

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Later, when the bard had finished, Cynna waved him over to where she was sitting at a corner of the tavern bar.

"Oh hello Mr. Bard~ I enjoyed your concert very much~ I'm a little new to the area so I thought I might be able to occupy your time for a little while~ you said you were conducting interviews~ yes~? Maybe we could trade stories~ I'm on a little excursion you see, and I would hate to miss seeing anything interesting on my way through~ Is that a fair trade~? I didn't do very much during the expedition as I was only there to help with a little gathering~ but it did give me a pretty wide view~ it's a bit of a shame that I wasn't able to make much of a name for myself~ but such is the plight of we lower rank adventurers~ hmhm~"

Cynna sipped her mead. The glass was heavy, but the taste suited her. She smiled.

(You certainly don't hold back on your performances, do you? Is that part of the job or are you just having a little fun on the side? I don't mind either way, it's important to have fun on the job. Anywho~ here I am, I've finally tracked you down at last~)

(Shall we start the report compilation? Hmmmm~ It certainly is a little strange talking to the same person with a different face every time though~ I don't think I'll ever get used to it~)

@Alecto

 

[Matilda]

"Ah ha! Finally, a hero has come to be interviewed. This is a wonderful treat for me as you are the first to visit! Bartender another drink for her and one for me, both on my tab hoho!"

Taking out a coin purse, the bard placed a few coins on the bar as he wiped the sweat from his performance off his brow. Moments later the bartender brought the two drinks and placed them in front of the pair. The bard, grabbing his drink quickly took a long swig.

"Ah, much better. All of these performances have really done a number on my throat, still, I wouldn't have it any other way! What's better than providing others smiles and entertainment? Hoho!"

(Well, if I'm going to wait here I might as well make some gold while I'm at it. Waiting for others to show up isn't the most exciting thing after all. Why not have a little fun?)

Taking another sip, the bard, or really Alecto smiled warmly.

"Yes, yes of course! I'm dying to conduct the interview! I want to know all the details! All of the ins and outs! I wish to feel as though I'm standing next to you as we confront every enemy and plight, hohoho!"

(What's the point of using one face one you have many? Besides, it's more fun this way. At least for me... anyway, yes let's get to the report. Playing the bard is getting a bit tiring, though hiding in plain sight has its small pleasures from time to time. People are so very stupid after all. You go first, my voice is still a bit sore from all the singing.)

@Cynna

 

[Cynna]

(Fair. Fair. What's fun is fun after all. Right, so sharing notes... hm... where do I even begin...)

"There was a big robot."

Cynna said taking a sip of Alecto's round. She made a gesture, and fresh glass of mead was brought for Alecto as well. Cynna occupied her thoughts and hands between the two different drinks.

"Yeah, pretty wild, newbies like me have no business getting in the way of that. Honestly I'm a little miffed that the group had destroy it, but it was coming after us pretty seriously. Ah, but maybe you're unfamiliar with the term, being a bard and all, how can I parse it... hrm... a big golem of epic proportions. Does that track? Think say... about the size of a castle. Like I said, no way I was approaching that."

Cynna continued to talk going over whatever came to her mind until, perhaps, a clearer picture was starting to form of the event.

"So anyway, I was talking with slimes and that was pretty strange but apparently they were being used as a power source by the golem and they didn't like that so they helped us out... yeah I don't know either... I'm just happy to still be in one piece. Guess that's why not just anyone can just be an adventurer, I just focused on the gathering and got the heck out. I can toast to the slimes, though, they're pretty fun~"

Cynna adjusted her hair and sighed.

"It's my fault, but still, I feel overworked. Definitely not my sort of program. Maybe it's time for a vacation."

Cynna sighed into her drink.

"Variety is the spice of life and all that~ Ah~ right~ but then there was that other part, some kind of demon? Surely you've heard the stories. What do you make of it?"

@Alecto

 

[Matilda]

"Hoho! A robot! Now that is interesting! Never heard of that before but you say it's something like a golem then... hm... let me take some notes. Rhymes and song must be put on paper after all!"

Reaching into her bag, the disguised Alecto pulled out a notebook.

"So utilizing slimes as power, but the slimes were... sentient, fascinating!"

(Are you being serious or is this all bullshit? Well, you're not one to lie still this is all a little much.)

"Ah, a demon you say? One of those mythical beings? How horrendous! Yes, yes! The tale the epic is coming together now!"

(Hard to say. Maybe something that could be of use to us as long as we can control it, or at least protect ourselves from it. I'm sure we could figure out something. Still, any remaining pieces of that demon are useless if we go crazy from just being near them.

Alecto took a sip of her drink.

"How you heroes survived a battle with such a monstrosity I'll never know! The Gods must surely have been smiling down on the expedition! Ah! A smiling God, such a line must be written down! Hoho!"

(Though if those morons at MIT could figure out a way to innoculate themselves from it, there's no reason we couldn't do the same, or even build something to store any specimens we might come across.)

 

[Cynna]

(Now~ now~ If you can fight a pissed off brain ape like I've heard, I doubt my little fever dream should be anymore surprising of a stretch. Slimes think. Makes you wonder what else might think right~? Oh dear~ I'm getting a little excited.)

A long sip. "Yes, the Gods must surely have lent us their favor that day, the horrors I could describe of the swarming insects which captured my compatriots, those heroes among heroes who apparently sacrificed themselves so others could escape... ah it'll be keeping me up at night for a long, long time. I'm relieved for the victory and may peace yet return to these lands."

(I don't like trying to leave things to abstract principals, thing a should always perform task a, so yeah~ shucks but I think the demon's a dead end. It is dead after all~ makes you wonder what killed it~ I digress~ But what you're saying about the inoculation tracks. If we're adapted to that environment then we can use that environment and that might earn us a little privacy. I've been wanting to cut loose for awhile you know~ but I've been good and patient. Better to let sleeping demons lie, whether they be the literal corpses of one, or a certain fair adventurers' nation that is one good excuse away from swarming on to their next little war. Long story short, I'd rather watch those sorts of things from a distance.)

 

[Matilda]

(I prefer to watch when they're dancing to the tune I'm playing.)

"Swarming insects?! Gadzooks, I hadn't heard about that. I thought there was only one monster bug, but it controlled swarms you say! How horrific!"

(Still, a place of operations is a good idea. Meeting in plain sight like this is fun, but it's hard to discuss anything too in-depth here. We never know who could be listening in after all. In fact, I've had an idea. Something that could benefit us both and prove our superiority over the plebians, lackeys, and trash of this world. But we can discuss that later.)

"Self-sacrifice you say. How horrific and yet horrific! A bittersweet victory it was then? Much loss, but yet the loss gave way to victory. It's as if one of the great tales of eld has been retold in our world! I can scarcely believe the things your group has had to go through!"

The bard began to write again and stopped.

"I say I do believe I need some time to let all of this sink in. An epic tale like this must be handled with grace and care. Would you join me for a walk? I always think better when on my feet and how to put this tale into words and song must be exemplary. I do say as we walk I could give you a tour of the village if you've never been around these parts before. Yes, yes, that's a wonderful idea. Up and at them as they say!"

(Let's get out of here and find some place we can talk more privately).

Alecto, still disguised as the bard leaves.

[EXIT THREAD]