Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

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(The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[smilingarmor]

Exploring!

Sylvando walked down main street with a spring in his step and an ice cream cone in his hand, looking at everything around him with obvious delight. Really, this place was wonderful! If this mysterious creator who designed the place ever turned up, he would be first in line to shake the man's hand, and probably give him a big hug. Yes, there was still work to be done and there was that whole nasty 'Corrosion' business they'd been called here to deal with, but really this was just the sort of place he'd always dreamed of building himself back home; a venue from which he could make the whole world smile.

He would need to hit up the weapons shop a little later, but right now? It was far too lovely a day to be wasted thinking about such things. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the ice cream was positively delicious, and... ooh, were those souvenir hats? They looked so adorable!

Apprentice Class!

Well now, didn't this bring back memories? All that was missing was his Papi standing off to one side with a serious expression directing things. Hopefully in a place that was all about imagination, though, the practice sessions would be a little less dull.

He drew the slim, elegant sword from the scabbard on his belt, standing ready to begin. "Well then, darling, let's begin," he said. "What will it be first, hmm?"

Look out!

Well there was an all too familiar sight; people fleeing from a monster that was threatening them. True, it wasn't quite the same as the sorts of beasties they got back home, but he suspected that the method of dealing with it would be much the same. He drew his sword, jumping up on a convenient barrel to call out to the monster. "Oh no you don't, honey," he said. "Unless you want to be carrying those claws home in a bag, I suggest you go home and stop bothering these nice people."

Look out

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"I hope you have the strength to back that up, Miss... er..." he looks briefly at the fleeing people, wanting to help them or help her but not altogether sure how to help anyone.

"Look can I... do anything? Fetch anyone? I'm not terribly useful, I'm afraid."

Re: Look out

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando quirked an eyebrow at the stranger calling him 'Miss', but then smiled a bit, more amused than anything else. He'd probably correct him after this business was settled if he didn't realize his mistake on his own, but for now it was more amusing to let him go on thinking what he'd like.

"Oh don't worry, darling," he said. "Fighting monsters and defending the innocent is all in a day's work for the Great Sylvando. Though if you could help make sure the residents get to safety and maybe round up another apprentice or two, that would be a big help."

Rofl oops I have no idea where that assumption came from

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh well, when things are this chaotic it's sometimes difficult to stop and check.

"Right. Safety. Rounding up...." He's not very good at this sort of thing, even if he really should be. "Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself."

TBF it *is* a possible mistake to make with Sylvando if one is distracted. XD

[smilingarmor]

Well given the earrings and the jester's outfit somewhat resembling a skirt, he could be forgiven for making the mistake under the circumstances. Though it was still amusing either way.

"I may be without my usual entourage, but it'll take more than this one hairy beastie to do me in," Sylvando said. Now if it called for help, then he might have a problem, since he didn't have a whip handy to let him hit multiple targets at once, but just the one? He could handle it. Probably.

The feline-looking beast, meanwhile, seemed to have noticed them and snarled, beginning to stalk in their direction. "Oh-oh, looks like someone's grumpy," he said. "Best get to it then, darling; I'll handle things here, hmm?"

Apprentice Class!

[serpentinthegarden]

Sitting on a nearby stone, which might have been a statue - he really hadn't paid it much attention, Crowley frowned and looked over at the loon with the sword.

"You could start by not calling me, darling."

He lifted a dark wing, regarding the man with cool shade cloaked eyes before, glancing towards the drawn weapon.

"So you're a adventurer or... hero, what ever they call it. Are you actually an good with a sword?"

Crowley bopped his head towards a nearby shrub.

"Why not try your blade on that? See if you can cleave it in two."

Re: Apprentice Class!

[smilingarmor]

"Well alright, if you want to be a party pooper," Sylvando said. "But what should I call you then, Mr. Grumpy?" He wasn't really doing anything yet to dispel the notion of him being a loon, but he almost preferred it that way. Seeing the surprise on people's faces when he showed his real skills was always fun.

He glanced to where the winged being had indicated where a pathway that led into the training courtyard was bounded by a pair of relatively thin, semi-conical shrubs. Sylvando felt it likely he was referring to the one nearer to him, but he eyed them critically, mentally gauging the thickness and flexibility of the shrubs and the strength and sharpness of his blade. Yes, that could certainly work.

"A sword is hardly a tool for gardening," he said. "But if you insist..." Stepping forward toward the shrubs, he took up a stance, then gave a quick slash of the sword, neatly lopping off top of the first shrub at about his waist level. But he wasn't done; almost before the top of the first shrub had finished falling, he spun gracefully on his heel and sliced the top off of the second shrub in an identical manner.

Both shrubs now flat-topped, he relaxed his stance, turning back to face the winged being. "There," he said. "At least that will give the gardener something to work with. And you may want to watch sitting on statues like that, by the by; where I'm from, certain ones have a tendency to come to life, and when they do, they're very unhappy".

[serpentinthegarden]

Living statues? Crowley gave that only a moments consideration as he looked to the stone head he had perched on, but as it seemed in no danger of moving or otherwise being offended at being a seat he didn't bother to leave it.

"That was too easy. I had thought getting you to deface private property might have been a little more challenging."

[smilingarmor]

Living statues with unpleasantly big, stompy feet, yes. Among a great many other types of monsters in his world.

"'Defacing'?", Sylvando said. "No, no, no. If it was just the one, it might have been 'defacing', but this way they still match, so it still looks like it was intentionally that way, you see? If the gardener really doesn't like it, I suppose I could help him plant some new ones, though really, it's likely only a matter of time til they're damaged again; there's a reason we didn't train in the gardens back home, after all."

Look out!

[strangeandunusual]

Despite the gravity of the situation, Lydia laughed. "I'm glad at least one of us looks like they know how to fight! You must be pretty good if you can make a threat like that. I ... can at least try to cover you if you want to get close. Distract it, maybe?"

Re: Look out!

[smilingarmor]

Slyvando grinned. Laughter; exactly what he liked to hear! "Fighting nasty monsters is almost old hat to me by now, darling," he said. "But as I'm without my usual entourage here, your assistance would be greatly appreciated."

[strangeandunusual]

"A fighter with an entourage, huh?" It sounded like something out of a book, but then again, they were all supposed to be using their imaginations, here, so why not?

"Well, then, consider me Lady Lydia of Maitland Keep, at your service." She rolled up the sleeves of her long black dress, tulle and webbing trailing everywhere as though her Goth Fairy Godmother had gone a bit overboard, and produced her wand from the camera bag at her side.

"What's the plan?"

[smilingarmor]

"Oh yes, I've been part of more than one merry band of adventurers back home," Sylvando said. "But they'll be time to discuss that later."

"For now, my dear Lady Lydia, if you could come up with a distraction for our big hairy friend here, it will be much appreciated," he said. "Normally, that's a bit more my area, but The Great Sylvando is nothing if not versatile."

At any rate they seem to have drawn the attention of the vaguely feline monster, so whatever they planned to do, it would likely be a good idea to do it quickly.

Apprentice Class!

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm fights the urge to glare as he pulls his own blade. He is no one's darling but he isn't going to argue the point now. "You set the tone," he replies his black blade pulled from his own scabbard and held out. "lets see if you can put your boasts where your weapon is."

Re: Apprentice Class!

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando, on the other hand, grinned. "Ooh, you're a feisty one!", he said. "This should be fun."

"Now then... en garde!", he said. Taking up a combat stance, he made the first move, striking out at the other man. It wouldn't be that difficult a blow to block, but Sylvando wanted to get a feel for the other's skill level before he decided how much he needed to step it up.

Re: Apprentice Class!

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm rolls his eyes and blocks the blade with ease using his own momentum to try and spin his opponent. "Do you think I'm a child," he said with a snarky bite in his voice. "Please I was fighting children younger than you twenty years ago. Give me a challenge."

Re: Apprentice Class!

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando did spin, but it was a bit too nimble of a move to have been really forced. "Well I didn't want to overdo it if you were new at this," he said. "But since you insist..."

Sylvando struck again, much quicker and much more precisely this time, and with a surprising amount of strength for his build. Though he was still smiling, he was clearly no longer simply playing. Malcolm wanted to see what someone trained by Don Rodrigo could do? He would get his wish.

Re: (The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[mal_contented]

LOOK OUT

Mal's brows went up into her now very blond hair. Not that one could easily tell, with how pale she was. But still. That was an almost impressive show of bravery there. Well, never one to be out done, Mal hopped up onto a barrel of her own. Never mind that she didn't have her spell book and hadn't started apprentice training here. She was an Isle kid. She grew up most of her life being the biggest and baddest without magic, and she hadn't grown so soft that she couldn't stand up to a monster or two here. Especially given her bag was currently loaded with apples.

She opened a compartment in the side to grab out two, tossing one to her other hand. Apples were great. They were wonderful. They were food. They were also... projectiles. Let the other guy make a big speech. Mal was throwing an apple right at the thing's face. She aimed to be, well, the cause of the apple in its eye.

Re: (The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[smilingarmor]

And then there was a girl throwing apples at the creature. Not likely to be a very effective weapon on their own, but as a distraction? They could be very useful indeed.

"That's the spirit, darling!", he called out as her apple struck the vaguely feline monster right in the eye, making it yowl in mingled pain and anger and paw at its face. "An apple a day keeps the monsters away!"

Though a sword certainly didn't hurt either, and he took advantage of the situation to leap into the fray. Literally. He leaped from the top of the barrel, bringing down his sword in a long slash across the monster's back and giving it a whole new reason to yowl, before ducking nimbly away from its claws as it lashed out at him.

"Another one, if you please, Miss?", he called. Best to distract the beastie again before it had a chance to focus too much on him...

Re: (The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[mal_contented]

"The name isn't darling, it's MAL!" she growled as she readied another apple, waiting for the perfect moment. Specifically when it opened its mouth to take a bite out of him. She smirked and threw her apple right at the back of the creature's throat. "Choke on this," she muttered as her hit scored. She grabbed out two more apples, tossing one up and down in here hand. Odd how this was more satisfying to thrown than a rotten tomato....

Re: (The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando ducked away as the creature moved to take a bite out of him, but then saw another apple whizz by and fly right into the creature's mouth. It was slightly off target this time and didn't get stuck in the creature's throat as she'd perhaps hoped, but its impact against the back of the monsters throat triggered a gag reflex.

And the brief fit of gagging and coughing gave Sylvando just the opening he needed. With the creature thoroughly distracted, he slashed out with his sword, cutting deeply into its right front leg. Combined with the force of its coughing, the now off-balance creature staggered, trying to rebalance itself on three legs.

"Good shot!," he called out to her. "A few more like that, and we've got this in the bag!"

Re: (The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[idiotic_bard]

Exploring!

Elan might have forgotten his desperate mission at the sight of an adorable little lute. His own lute was back with the rest of his loot. Wherever that was. Probably Haley had it all. That was fine. Except that he really wanted this lute, and didn't seem to have any copper or silver coins. Again, probably his girlfriend took them. Which was fine. Except he really really wanted that lute. And stealing it would be wrong. Probably. But he's a Bard, and when all else failed there was one way to earn money! He asked to borrow one of the novelty hats, then put it on the ground, open side up and began singing.

[smilingarmor]

Now there was something of an odd-looking fellow. Appearances aside though, he seemed to be a boy after Sylvando's own heart. Having caught on to the purpose behind the impromptu performance, he decided to help the young man out a little, joining in with a little improvised dance routine to go along with his song, hoping to attract more of an audience, and thus a bit more money.

[idiotic_bard]

Elan beamed happily, and got the vendor to let him borrow the lute he wanted to buy and he handed music to the singing and dancing. Nothing like bonuses to a performance check!

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando grinned as the young man joined in on the lute, stepping up his dance routine to go along with it. By now they'd attracted a decent sized audience, and a few of them were even clapping in time to the song. "Keep it up, darling! You've got this!", he said.