BMW0 Test Run

[golemsbane]

1. Meet Tarkus

[Before you stands Black Iron Tarkus, a warrior some renown and fame. His massive weaponry rests upon his back, and at his side is a small wooden box affixed to his waist. While it's hard to tell, you can see a smile under that helmet. His voice is somewhat muffled by it, but you can hear it well enough.]

Greetings. I am known as Black

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[martini_manjuu]

[OOC - sorry, couldn't help but reply to two of them]

[ 1 ]

[Mokona is eyeing your little wooden box]

Mokona want to know what in box.

[ 2 ]

Mokona might know where you can get Titanite. But it would cost.

[golemsbane]

[OOC - To quote Robotnik. . . 'You know what they say, the more the merrier!' ]

[1]

[Tarkus raises an eyebrow. He's never seen something like this before, nor has he heard someone refer to themselves by their full name.]

Hm. . .quite a strange thing, you are. But this box? Well, there's quite a lot in it. . .

[He detaches it from his waist and slides off the cover, and reaches inside. His whole arm seems to fit in there, despite it not being very large. He pulls out a green blossom and smiles. The creatures reaction would be interesting. Most people wanted to know more about the box rather than the contents once he fit his whole arm in it.]

Ah, only have a feel of these left. I wonder if there's aught like it in these lands. . .

[2]

[Tarkus seems to perk up when the strange creature mentions this.]

Really? Pray, tell me what I might need to offer. I've some coin, if that's what you need. I'm willing to do almost anything to get ahold of even a small shard of the stuff.

[martini_manjuu]

[Actually, Mokona met Robotnik in a game. Robotnik gave him "toys" to get rid of him. Mokona enjoyed his robot buddies]

[ 1 ]

[Mokona's eyes lit up (not that you could see it)]

Tarkus' box like Mokona!

[Hey, where'd that apple come from... surely not out of his mouth?]

[ 2 ]

Mokona not sure. Tarkus would have to talk to Yuuko. Yuuko always charge exactly what wish is worth.

[golemsbane]

[1]

[Tarkus blinked, jumping a bit when that apple appeared from no where. There was a creature that mimicked the properties of the Bottomless Box? Incredible. . .That can hardly be sanitary, though.]

You are quite peculiar. . .pray, what exactly are you?

[2]

[Tarkus makes a bit of a sour expression. The mention of the word wish reminded him of magic, and he was always wary around those magician types.]

Hmm. 'Tis an interesting offer to be sure. I'll have to consider it carefully. . .

[sunshine_maiden]

[@1: The girl in front of Tarkus, previously distracted, looks to the voice's source, and finding a set of plate mail, looks up. And up... and up. She can detect the smile, sure, but...]

...you're huge... That's some armor. [She sounds shaken for a moment, before she shakes her head, smiling faintly.] I am Sora Myoudouin. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Tarkus. I'm well... a little less well after seeing all this metal sitting right in front of me, but I'll be okay in a moment. Yourself? [Tarkus should probably be glad she hasn't noticed his weapon yet.]

[golemsbane]

[Tarkus laughs a bit at the girls reaction. It sounds somewhat uncanny as it is muffled by his headgear.]

Ha ha, worry not. I am quite used to people being rather surprised at my apperance. 'Tis not often you see one striding. . .

[He pauses, shaking his head]

. . .moving, albeit slowly, in a set of Black Iron. 'Tis my namesake though, and it is one I wear proudly.
For the record, however, I am standing, and not sitting.

[sunshine_maiden]

[Sora listens calmly, though she's still a bit jittery... right up until the last remark. Then she can't help herself, and lets out a giggle, which turns into laughing for a bit.] I- I'm sorry, I shouldn't be laughing, but... that was a really horrible joke! [The laughing fit continues for a few moments longer, before she gets herself back under control. Her smile's much more firm now.]

Humor aside, that's definitely an impressive set of armor. I can see why you're known for it. Looks really heavy, though.

[golemsbane]

[Tarkus waits until she is done laughing, and nods to her comment about his armor.]

Aye, 'tis heavier than even some of the most hearty warriors armor. Though there are tales of those who wear even heavier armor, carved from the bones of the ancient Stone Dragons themselves. Tis a ruse that they rely on their own strength, though, as I've heard tell of such warrior wearing enchanted rings that allows them to carry cumbersome loads. I've not love for those who rely on spells and sorcery to strengthen themselves, yet I envy how freely they move with such burdens.

[wolf_stargazer]

[ 2 ]

[Skywise thinks for a moment.]

Well I've never heard of it... the trolls might know, though.

[golemsbane]

Hmmm. Trolls, you say? I've heard naught of such creatures before. What are they like? T'would not be a problem if they are a violent kind. Many a problem has been solved by steel and iron where words and coin have failed.

[wolf_stargazer]

Trolls? Big and ugly and stupid, of course. Usually we trade them meat and berries and furs for their metal stuff, but they might take coin.

[golemsbane]

[Tarkus nods. While it was a shame he wouldn't be able to test his mettle against these trolls, it was good to avoid unneeded bloodshed.]

Tis odd that they have naught a use for metal. Mayhap we could trouble them for some other materials as well. T'would be a gaffe if our arms were in disrepair and we had naught to fix them with.

[blkarmddeathgod]

1

(Gamma shrugs.)

Not too bad I guess. Couldn't find what I was looking for but no ones tried to kill me recently, so that is a plus.

(Why does this man look familiar to Tarkus? Well, that question is answered as Gamma is conveniently stand right next to his own wanted poster.)

[last_of_avalon]

3

They should have known better.

[Legions of Undead? That's something worrisome if you don't have the proper equipment. And when you're a member of a kick-butt dynasty of hero killers, something like a bunch of skeletons is something you already know how to deal with.]

Then worry about the Necromancers. Leave their armies to me.

[And yes, Renais was being dead -no pun intended- serious as she drew not her iconic axe, but a curved sword going back do the days of Emperor Gerard.]

Whether one or one thousand stand in my way, they will all fall to the power of the Tatsumitsu!