[Mingle Post] Adventure Classic

[passingmod]

Who: Everyone! Open to All
What: Adventure classic mingle logs
When: Any time. Most probably fantasy middle ages.
Where: Cities, castles, caves, towns, dungeons, forests, temples, lairs, camps... Your classic fantasy setting.

Some of you might be familiar with these dreams. Castles set upon hills watching over towns and kingdoms, dragons soaring the skies; and you, of course, as an adventurer armed with sword, spellbook, or cape, and exploring all of these places. There are towns to save, hills and forests to explore, bands of orcs and goblins to stop, and evil to be fought.

With all of these adventures? There is treasure. There is always treasure.

Caution goes to the the unwary adventurer that wanders around the woods, or the one that dwells deep within the caves and dungeons of kings and tyrants still sleeping. In these caverns and palaces left long gone for centuries lies gold, just as well as beasts and monsters that will guard these places, and don't think for a moment these places will not be filled with traps or undead just as well.

(ooc: This is a post to keep threads together for the Adventure Classic theme. Separate posts are also fine, and this one is optional. Feel free to have your characters retain their role, or assume new ones, for the adventures you will toss them at.)

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Lethe and the Quest for the Golden Bracelet

[drinkandforget]

She is nothing more than a traveler, to first appearances, clad in a concealing cloak that shelters her visage, dark colored to shield her from the unseasonable, cloying heat. She poles a shallow boat down the curves of a long, winding river, sparing only an occasional glance to the people she passes by. They all seem concentrated on one side, staring across to the opposite bank, blankly unaware of their surroundings.

As a weapon, she has only the pole of her ferry. As provisions, she has only a very small amount of food tucked away in a cloth bundle. There is nothing of privilege or ostentation here; but that is what she hopes to find. There are rumors, rumors of a golden bracelet that may even have magical properties...

[connectedsky]

In this story, there was a kidnapped princess, a missing friend, and a lost treasure. All very simple things, really, to any seasoned veteran of fantasy or fairy tales. But the hero of this story is not a dashing prince, or a wayward hero - it's a little boy, with a sword that looked almost like a toy (though it wasn't wooden, at least - it was real, or at least what a small boy would imagine a real sword to be), ready to travel the monster-filled forests all alone.

After all, how else will he find the people who should be with him?

He doesn't know why, but he knows this - before he can find his friend, he must find the princess. Before he can find the princess, he must find the treasure. Before he can open the treasure, he must have a key.

That's what he's searching for here. Still, surely this task is far too dangerous for a small boy working alone...

[braidstobows]

Somehow, again, Homura has found herself at the side of an innocent who knows far too little about his own journey. She carries a bow; a wandering ranger who has traveled far and wide, all over the country and beyond, in pursuit of her own quest.

She is patient with the boy, surprisingly so. Perhaps it is that very innocence that makes her willing to protect him, to keep him from harm. She would like to find his way to a bright future.

Cautious always, she speaks rarely unless spoken to, but she is skilled at finding hidden paths and seems to know the territory better than one might expect. Finally, at the close of the day, as the sun begins to dip, she turns to her companion.

"It is growing dark. Do you wish to make camp shortly? We can eat our provisions, and rest early. You have walked far today."

[one_one_se7en]

Indeed. It is something John learned quickly enough.

But he also learned from Chief Mendez, was that cleverness counted a whole lot more than power. Equipped with a bow, the child looks at Sora, then turning to the hills and forests. He bumps his back.

"Are you ready?"

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[bedofgold]

A behemoth of golden-red scales stirs uneasy when it feels something from below its mountain. It heard all that approached his kingdoms. It soared settlers that dared creating a town in his lands that rightfully belonged to it. It tore treasure seekers with claws and fire that thought they could kill this one.

And yet he has remained.

For dozens of years, he has remained whereas many of its brethren had not. All gold from those that approached it, all he could find or rob from kings, lords, and traders, he took it from their blackened corpses and drove it to his lair, sleeping atop a bed of gold, gems, and many treasures he was jealously guarded for many years.

And it hears more still insisting to take it from him.

One eye opens. From above his mountain, the giant creature looks below, at the hills and forests that turn more and more silent the closer it turns to his lair. It would soon be time to defend it.

[drinkandforget]

There was one thing Lethe was seeking above all: The magical golden bracelet that would grant her the power to survive the devastation that was coming to her village. With it, she would live. She would be granted power of her own, and she would escape the horrors she knew must be coming.

That her quest would lead her to this mountain, to the lair of this dragon, she had never guessed. But she had known it would not be safe.

She kept to the river, at first. She poled a small craft towards the mountain, and disembarked as close as she dared without, she hoped, giving the beast warning. Already, she had the unquiet sense that it knew more of the goings-on around it than she would prefer.