The Tail of Beranwald Raegendar Von Grimburn III (Greebo)
Jun 24, 2019 12:56:03 GMT
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Post by Greebo on Jun 24, 2019 12:56:03 GMT
After a long and tiresome day, the Seashank is looking surprisingly empty for once. The usual riff raff and drunkards are around, of course, but the loud and rambunctious adventurers that make up most of its clientele seem to be away on other business tonight.
In a darkened corner of the shank however, a figure sits leaning back at a table, his face and features hidden in the dark shadows cast by the few lights actually lit tonight. On the table in front of him sits a cat, also mostly hidden in the shadow as it sits with righteous self importance, leaving only a black tail and white feet visible. This figure, sitting motionless in the shadows, seems to be halfway through telling the story of his arrival in Kantas to the few drunkards who had gathered around his table.
".... for years we travelled together. Me and that beautiful maiden with the golden hair. Years.... and the sights we saw, oh... many a brave soul could not attest to the deeds we did. Those I've told you so far are but half of the great legacy I have carved out in my name but she.... she was my one true prize through it all.... BARKEEP! Bring me some milk for my friend here"
A few faces around the shank turn to see the commotion, Jedd himself a little annoyed at being barked at in his own bar but nonetheless goes about fetching some milk, casting a disapproving look to the cat on the table. First there's a pup running about the place, now cats as well....
"But alas, as the great tales are wont to go, mine was fraught with tragedy as well. For you see I was betrayed and lost the things I held most dear...."
Jedd strolls over and dumps a chipped saucer of lumpy looking milk on the table, which the cat immediately begins drinking from. The stranger, however sits in silence for an awkward amount of time....
"Well? Out wit it mate, ya cant leaf a story 'alf done!" One of the drunks shouts from the assembled people, stunning a few in the process from the awkward silence....
"TWAS A SIMPLE TASK! One the likes my station should hardly have bothered with but one we nonetheless set upon. For truly it is my great duty to be the bearer of light in these dark times for all people!
Passing through a small township, we were hired to rid them of some local bandits said to be hiding out in a nearby cave. A simple task! We even had a guide from the town show us the way. But this was to be my undoing. For upon arrival at the cave, they did spring a trap! The town was not being accosted by these brigands but were indeed in league with them! They surrounded us and before I knew it... my dear Maylin was cut down before my eyes. As so too was mine own honour cut down, for seeing her fall I did relinquish the sacred duty bestowed to me from the Heavens and set about undoing them with extreme malice, the likes of which have left that place scarred and devoid of life..."
There is another tense pause
"Tis not a soul alive today who can claim to be birthed of that wretched town. And that is my great sin. No more did the heavens send their guiding Angel's to speak to me. Worse still, on my return home, they saw fit to take the life of Bermund too...
And now I am cursed to wander the land in this abhorrent form while I seek redemption and a means to return to my former glory. I may be but a discarded relic of the Gods but let it be known that I, BERANWALD RAEGENDAR VON GRIMBURN, THIRD OF HIS NAME, SON OF BRITHNOTH VON GRIMBURN AND DIRECT DESCENDANT OF THE GREAT FIRE MAGE BEORNFRITH GRIM, CHOSEN OF THE GODS, WILL RISE AGAIN!!!"
As the story finishes in a triumphant cry, the cat on the table jumps down and bolts out into the night, leaving the group of rapt listeners staring at this shadowy figure, still eerily still in the shadows throughout this entire encounter. A few moments pass before one of the group speaks up:
"What are you gonna do now mister.... Brian... summint?..... hello? Oi, you alright?"
The drunk stands and steps closer, finally seeing the figures face...
"..... Dave? What the fuck man, you had us going there! OI, WAKE UP!"
"Umph, ow, wot's dat for?
"What ya playin at, telling us a story like that? Ev'ryone knows your just an odd job at the docks, what's all this shite about names and adventures. And what's with the fucking cat?"
"Wossat? What cat? Wot you going on about?"
In a darkened corner of the shank however, a figure sits leaning back at a table, his face and features hidden in the dark shadows cast by the few lights actually lit tonight. On the table in front of him sits a cat, also mostly hidden in the shadow as it sits with righteous self importance, leaving only a black tail and white feet visible. This figure, sitting motionless in the shadows, seems to be halfway through telling the story of his arrival in Kantas to the few drunkards who had gathered around his table.
".... for years we travelled together. Me and that beautiful maiden with the golden hair. Years.... and the sights we saw, oh... many a brave soul could not attest to the deeds we did. Those I've told you so far are but half of the great legacy I have carved out in my name but she.... she was my one true prize through it all.... BARKEEP! Bring me some milk for my friend here"
A few faces around the shank turn to see the commotion, Jedd himself a little annoyed at being barked at in his own bar but nonetheless goes about fetching some milk, casting a disapproving look to the cat on the table. First there's a pup running about the place, now cats as well....
"But alas, as the great tales are wont to go, mine was fraught with tragedy as well. For you see I was betrayed and lost the things I held most dear...."
Jedd strolls over and dumps a chipped saucer of lumpy looking milk on the table, which the cat immediately begins drinking from. The stranger, however sits in silence for an awkward amount of time....
"Well? Out wit it mate, ya cant leaf a story 'alf done!" One of the drunks shouts from the assembled people, stunning a few in the process from the awkward silence....
"TWAS A SIMPLE TASK! One the likes my station should hardly have bothered with but one we nonetheless set upon. For truly it is my great duty to be the bearer of light in these dark times for all people!
Passing through a small township, we were hired to rid them of some local bandits said to be hiding out in a nearby cave. A simple task! We even had a guide from the town show us the way. But this was to be my undoing. For upon arrival at the cave, they did spring a trap! The town was not being accosted by these brigands but were indeed in league with them! They surrounded us and before I knew it... my dear Maylin was cut down before my eyes. As so too was mine own honour cut down, for seeing her fall I did relinquish the sacred duty bestowed to me from the Heavens and set about undoing them with extreme malice, the likes of which have left that place scarred and devoid of life..."
There is another tense pause
"Tis not a soul alive today who can claim to be birthed of that wretched town. And that is my great sin. No more did the heavens send their guiding Angel's to speak to me. Worse still, on my return home, they saw fit to take the life of Bermund too...
And now I am cursed to wander the land in this abhorrent form while I seek redemption and a means to return to my former glory. I may be but a discarded relic of the Gods but let it be known that I, BERANWALD RAEGENDAR VON GRIMBURN, THIRD OF HIS NAME, SON OF BRITHNOTH VON GRIMBURN AND DIRECT DESCENDANT OF THE GREAT FIRE MAGE BEORNFRITH GRIM, CHOSEN OF THE GODS, WILL RISE AGAIN!!!"
As the story finishes in a triumphant cry, the cat on the table jumps down and bolts out into the night, leaving the group of rapt listeners staring at this shadowy figure, still eerily still in the shadows throughout this entire encounter. A few moments pass before one of the group speaks up:
"What are you gonna do now mister.... Brian... summint?..... hello? Oi, you alright?"
The drunk stands and steps closer, finally seeing the figures face...
"..... Dave? What the fuck man, you had us going there! OI, WAKE UP!"
"Umph, ow, wot's dat for?
"What ya playin at, telling us a story like that? Ev'ryone knows your just an odd job at the docks, what's all this shite about names and adventures. And what's with the fucking cat?"
"Wossat? What cat? Wot you going on about?"
