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Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

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“I was born to my big strong sturdy father, and equally as impressive mother. We live good life in humble dwelling. Mama would wake very early, preparing breakfast for me and Pappa before we were awake. The food was simple, but the simplicity made it all the better. A large slice of bread, slathered in butter with syrup on the side with whatever Pappa hunted the days before for meat. Sometimes the water was all frozen, so was all the milk… so we had the one liquid that did*’t freeze with our breakfast, vodka.”

“That does explain a lot.” Ko said grinning.

“I would drink to that, but…” she placed the broken, slightly bloodied bottle on the table. “Anyway. Pappa and Mama’s fingers often were too numb in the early morning to light fires, but his father had passed down to him a glorious item indeed. It was a ruby necklace, worn though still shimmering and beautiful. It was embed with some type of amazing power, which with the correct words would cause anything the necklace was pointed at to combust into a healthy fire.”

“That sounds dangerous.” Ko commented.

“It was! According to family stories, our great, great, great… great? Some where, far down the line one of the powerful men in my bloodline used it in glorious combat. “Fraszki Firestarter.” Was his supposed title, men would cower in fear before bursting into agonizing flames and being literally reduced to ash in his furious wake. He was not surprisingly said to be mentally unstable… and eventually killed himself by leaping into a fire he created. Truly a man to be proud of, yes?” she laughed.

Ko was interested. Enchantments and spells were his cup of tea “Does your father still have it?”

“No. He is no longer alive.”

“I’m sorry to hear that..”


“He die doing what he love, no need for tears.”

09-Jan-2010 07:28:23 - Last edited on 28-May-2010 08:25:12 by Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

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“What exactly was that?”

“He said he did not feel well, he said his liver hurt. He stood up from table and told us he loved us very much. He took one more large drink before collapsing dead into the ground. We held funeral, was big glorious event; lots of drinking. Mama even brought out special wine for just such events.” Ko did*’t have any idea what to say, but he knew that her culture was worlds apart from his own.

“So… what happened to the necklace?” He asked in an attempt to get back to a semi normal story.

“I have it right here.” She said pulling it out of her pocket. “I don’t wear it, since if it somehow manages to get activated, the worse it’ll do is burn my leg. Better a burned leg than a scorched child… I guess.” He placed a rolled up note on the table.

“Let’s see it.” She shrugged and point the necklace at the paper destined for destruction. She whispered too quietly for him to hear, and a surge of heat rippled through the room, the paper combusted and was burned up before it could damage the table.

“Amazing!” he said in astonishment.

“It never get old playing with it. Also good for long camping trips and the such…”

“So if you don’t mind, could you fast forward to why you came here?”

“Same reason you plotted your escape, oppression, lack of control in your own home, and so on. It wasn’t always like that though… when I was growing up there was parties for everything. We drank for birth, we drank for death, we drank for weddings, we drank for divorces, we drank for victory and defeat. It was good times. But good times…they don’t last forever and I wasn’t going to stick around when there was nothing left of the old home I loved. “

09-Jan-2010 07:28:37

Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

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“How did you make your escape?” She did*’t reply immediately, but twirled the necklace around her fingers with an almost devious smile. “I see**

*With the chaotic fires raging, and me putting a few arrows where they needed to be it wasn’t that difficult.”

“You manned the vessel you…” Ko thought carefully about word choice for a moment. “Unlawfully obtained by yourself?”

“I thought I could do it. It was guess work for long time, and more the winds guiding the boat being kind than my own skill. I eventually ended up on the coast, and kept walking. Following a map to a city called Varrock. Only had a few coins put away, decided instead of buying food, I could buy more arrows to hunt food with. Met a man named Lowe who own archery shop, he explained how to hunt the critters around here, and showed me some bows that were most effective for the job.” Ko smiled, he liked happy endings. He thought it was almost odd how the two weren’t in a relationship of some sort, but figured it did*’t matter much.

“Fantastic story.” He laughed “I only wish my daring escape had better end results. Here I am, a fish out of water with nothing but kind friends to my name.” she smiled warmly.

“Give it time, before long you can buy yourself a shack in the slums and get to listen to the street fights all night long.” He laughed.

“Sounds great.” He smirked. “Street fighting…” he mumbled quietly under his breath.

“Vhat was that?” she asked.

“Just talking to myself, it’s a bad habit.” He replied with a shrug. Upstairs…

“I just kept stabbing.” Dief said enthusiastically “And he just, he just did*’t move anymore.” His compact machete like blade was laying on the small table in Lowe’s kitchen.

*So you actually killed someone, congratulations.” Lowe said with a lack of emotion behind his words.

“Oh come on I bet you were all pumped up the first time you killed some dumb ass street thug. All the emotion, all the action, it was like spending time with a nice girl… but better.”

09-Jan-2010 07:29:11

Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

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“All I felt was the recoil from my bow.” Lowe’s expression did*’t change. He was thinking more about how he needed to shave, and thinking less about how his young friend just stabbed a man to death.

“Well I’m a member of The Vial now! C’mon, that’s pretty cool and you know it.”

“It might, what kind of perks come with it? Do you get a goofy armband and a catch phrase, or is there an actual point to it?” Dief slowly slid the armband into his small bag of items.

“Well, I also get help with people… if you know what I mean.” He looked around “Anyone look at me funny? I can call in a favor. Plus I get access to the supply of drugs and crap they got laying around. It’s not a bad set up.”

“You could be a doctor.” Lowe said raising a eyebrow.

“Damn you’re a buzz kill! I don’t even know why I hang out with you.”

“Since you like my brutal honesty, now c’mon let’s get back down stairs and stop acting like anti social freaks.” Dief followed loyally behind what he thought of as a role model. Dief liked Lowe since he was laid back, and consistent. Unlike some of his fellow gang members, Lowe wouldn’t randomly go into fits of rage and hysteria after hitting up a drug they couldn’t handle well. Lowe never pulled a knife on him when money disappeared, and Lowe also never talked him into stabbing people in the street. Dief wasn’t stupid, he was aware gang life was dangerous and not worth it, but he had an addiction to the excitement it brought with it. After rejoining their friends downstairs, the evening continued as normal. Simple conversations and a few games were played before everyone went their separate ways for the night.

09-Jan-2010 07:29:22

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