Quest for the lost gold (open)

CanadianWolf · **Posted:** Sat Jun 07, 2014 11:15 pm

James stood on the edge of two country's, the one in front of him was called Achaos. Once a place where no one ever wanted to go, now a place where everyone wanted to be. For somewhere in this country covered in big pin and other like trees, and mountains, even a tundra. Lay a huge amount of gold, beyond anyone's wildest dreams. The gold that save his family ever having t worry about anything, he smiled and took a step on to the same hard ground that he was just on.

James was now in why many call the great country, since so many had forgotten the name of this once great country. His knee high boats standing side by side, as he looked around. He saw the many flags of the different country's plated in the ground, telling everyone that this place was not owned by anyone. Norn would anyone own it, it would remain a country that no one could clam. James liked that thought, maybe he could move his family here one day, they could buy sheep and cows before they got there. But then again he could just get te gold and give it to his family, which he is just going todo.

James started to walk, his pistol on his hip, his hair pushed out of his face. He could already see people had been here, try's had be cut down. Remains of camps were around, along with cups and plates. All he ha was the clothes on his back. The things in his bag, and his bed roll.

Jack Spade · **Posted:** Sat Jun 07, 2014 11:28 pm

A couple of miles away there was a town right on the edge of he border to the Great Country. This town was know as the last civilization before the Great Country, and of such, it attracted all sorts of people seeking gold.

In the only bar in town, there were many adventures all huddled around their tables, discussing there next move, and preparing. Moving among the tables was a sixteen year old boy, with copper hair and brown eyes, handing out drinks and listening to everyone there. He didn't live in town, he was also passing by into the Great Country. But he needed money to buy the supplies he would need to get in. And of such, he was gathering what information he could from the men there, those entering, and those returning beaten and dreary.

He was taking the place of the tavern owners son, who was sick. But the son was getting better, and soon this boy would have to find new work, or take what he had and head out. As he worked he kept coming back to a certain man, a man who stood out from the rest of the men there.

The_weird_guy · **Posted:** Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:27 pm

After shining enough shoes for the richer/ not bankrupt people he decided to go to his parents house when they were gone and got in with the house key he had always had, he searched through boxes and crates and found some things he would need, an automatic pistol from the civil war in the unclaimed land, a pickaxe, food in cans, a pickaxe, a miners helmet and 20 sticks of TNT with a lighter. As he walked to the unclaimed land he pick pocketed a few people and got some good cash, but it wasn't near the amount of his debt. And when he arrived he took a deep breath and stepped in this land of gold.

TheLostNavigator · **Posted:** Sun Jun 08, 2014 1:22 pm

Richmond sat at one of the many tables in the busy bar, feeling grimly out of place in his fine tailored waistcoat. This was not the adventurous beginning he had in mind, but remembering "The Adventures of Graymore's" opening chapter was set in a seedy bar filled with desperate men, he rallied his scattered thoughts and brought them to bare on the task at hand. A youthful lad with bright hair and brown eyes had delivered his third beer and was eyeing him as he made his rounds. "Hoping for a hearty tip," thought Richmond. With a last sip from the foaming brew he stood, stumbling slightly.

"Ladi... well, Gentlemen," he announced, his face flushed with the intoxication, "I, Richmond Henry Du Bois, propose to you, the good people of... this town... a quest!" The sudden boisterousness of the wealthy chap had caught the attention of most of the patrons. "Undoubtedly you've all heard of the mythical treasure in Archaos. I am recruiting a crew of fine fellows to accompany me on its aquisition." Richmond stood in the growing silence, expecting an out-roar of applicants. His speech, more slurred than intended, had failed to rouse the spirits of these citizens. A few shouts of "Go 'ome, ye ponce," and "you and everyone else," was all the reply he received. He collapsed into his seat, flummoxed at the absolute rejection of his expedition. "A collection of unadventurous louts," he thought. "Unadventurous, uninspired, louts content with the meek livelihood of mediocrity."

Jack Spade · **Posted:** Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:28 pm

"Don't mind them sir," the young man said to Richmond "they all just think you're a pansy cause you dress nice. Also, you are much to drunk to be going on any adventure today." The young man sat down on the chair across the table. "But between you and me, if you want to get a crew for an adventure you need to prove you can hold your own, then they'll respect you enough to follow you. But don't do it till you've sobered up a bit. Names Jonathan Herald by the way, but people I like call me John Harry, you can count me in on your adventure when you head out."

Across the room, a girl cried out. "Get way from me you freak!" It appears that some of the patrons had gotten a bit to drunk and were now looking for a little adventure of their own. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go keep the peace" John said as he got up.

John walked over to the ruckus and tapped on the main trouble maker's shoulder. "Please stop harassing the nice lady or I'll have to ask you to leave". Rather than respond the man punched John square in the jaw. "In that case I'll escort you out myself." John punched the man in the gut and then grabbed the mans head and rammed it into his knee. Out cold. "Who else!" John yelled. A small group of the mans friends got up. "Well great. Hey! Richmond, come help me out here would ya!" John shouted out as he settled into a fighting stance.

Vagrant-Soul · **Posted:** Sun Jun 08, 2014 5:21 pm

Dunivan was exhausted and weary from traveling the road since dawn, but his efforts had finally payed off, he'd reached the border town. The level of activity was shocking, he'd heard the place was bustling day and night with aspiring adventurers coming and going as they please, but he was surprised nonetheless. His back was starting to ache, no doubt due to lugging his surplus of equipment with him, he'd probably have to drop some of it off. But more than anything else, Dunivan just wanted a cold drink and a place to relax for a few before setting out, and the local bar was the perfect place.

"Oi, give me a break, will ya..." Dunivan couldn't help but mutter to himself. His hopes of relaxing all but faded away when he walked in to a straight-up brawl. He should have expected it really, anywhere with a lot of people and alcohol is a good place to watch someone get trounced. Dunivan didn't want to interfere and cause any trouble, but he might as well enjoy the free entertainment. He set his stuff down at a table near the back of the room and kicked his legs up, watching in anticipation. It was sure to be a good fight.

TheLostNavigator · **Posted:** Mon Jun 09, 2014 8:11 am

Spurred of by the shouts of John and the alcohol induced bravery, Richmond leapt shakily to his feet, brandishing his cane in as heroic a stance as he could manage. The unconscious man's companions paid no heed to the drunken noble and continued their advance towards John. He surged forward, intent on laying waste to the ruffians alone. Swinging the cane by its leg, the metal tipped handle cut an arc through the air and connected with the temple of an unsuspecting assailant. Richmond stumbled forward, failing to correct his balance, he tumbled into a table and rolled over it in a tangle of bodily appendages. Landing on his hands and knees he quickly shot-up once more, wielding the mahogany cane like Excalibur.

Jack Spade · **Posted:** Mon Jun 09, 2014 2:02 pm

As the fight continued, a thought came to John's mind. "I'm getting much to good this." Then a few punches, dodges, and counters later another thought came to mind. "Is it just me, or is this getting easier the more bar fights I get in?" Then a little later another thought came "It's over already?" Looking down at the floor full of unconscious men, he saw Richman laying with two large black eyes and a very broken nose. Around him laid about 8 guys with fairly large welts on their heads. "Well he certainly did pretty good for the first time." John picked up a glass of bear and poured it on Richmond face. "That's one way to earn there respect, I'll give ya that Richy. You wield that stick like you were a trained to. At this rate we'll be leading an army into the country." John said as Richmond woke up.

Vagrant-Soul · **Posted:** Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:08 pm

He'd watched bar fights before, he's even been in a few, but this one had to be seen to be believed. The pure unbridled rage that the two demonstrated was commendable. Part of it had to be drunken rage for sure, but that only made the feat even more impressive. Dunnivan clapped and cheered along with the rest of the crowd, though he wasn't sure if he should have. He had no idea what even happened really, he only knew that he was thoroughly impressed. Whats more, it sounded like they were looking for a crew to venture out with, and having a friend or two along would at least triple his chance of finding the gold. When the clapping stopped, Dunnivan was the first to confront them.

"An army, eh? Well it looks like you just found yerself your first soldier. Name's Dunnivan." He approached them, stepping over the bodies on his way. " For a second there, I was afraid ye just put 'em six feet under!" he chuckled, offering his hand to the man laying groggily on the floor. "Didn't expect to see so much fight come outta a lad dressed like yerself!"

CanadianWolf · **Posted:** Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:16 pm

James walked off to the side of the road, he started to set up camp for the night. He went aroud and got some twigs and some logs people left behind, he then seat up a small fire for him self. He put flat rock just above the fire and put a can on it. "Dinner for one, great!" He laughed softly as the can slowly started to get warm, he rolled his sleeping roll out and seat down. Looking around at the forest he was in, the trees jetting high into the sky.

The sky was slowly starting to get dark, but for now. It was bright organ with some pink in it, the clouds small smooth lines in the air. He laughed softly as he picked up the can from the rock. He grabbed a spoon and started to eat.

The smoke from the fire could be seen aboe the tree tops, anyone around could easily see it.

TheLostNavigator · **Posted:** Tue Jun 10, 2014 6:52 am

Richmond awoke with the face of a large bearded man offering to join the expedition. The memories of the fight slammed into his head like the meaty fist that had laid him flat. Climbing to his feet with the aid of the man's assistance Richmond replied, "Uh... Welcome to our merry band of... well, the three of us for now." He gingerly wiped the beer from his face so as to not antagonize the swelling mounds of pain on his face and retrieved his cane. "We can discuss the details." He sauntered out the bar with as much dignity as a man with two blackened eyes and a broken nose could muster adding, "on the way to the apothecary."

Jack Spade · **Posted:** Tue Jun 10, 2014 10:20 am

"Well Richy, that was some good fighting for a first timer." John said as he followed the two out the door and to the apothecary. "Do you think you can get me something for my bruised jaw and bleeding hands at the shop." As he walked down the street he noticed a trail of smoke off into the distance. "I can't tell if they'er idiots or is trying to lure people in, but which ever it is, I think they'll need help soon." John thought to himself as he headed into the shop.

Vagrant-Soul · **Posted:** Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:37 pm

Dunnivan started counting his money on the way apothecary. He had just enough saved for the essentials, but they'd probably need medicine on their trip anyway. "Ya don't have to worry about payin'. Wouldn't feel right making you two with the state you're in." The air smelled of smoke, and as quick glance to the left revealed why. A huge cloud of smoke billowed out from the treetops. For a second, Dunnivan feared it was a forest fire, but with all the hustle going on around the town, it had to be manmade. He paid it no more mind, turning back to the others, and hoping ignoring it wouldn't come back to bite him.

TheLostNavigator · **Posted:** Wed Jun 11, 2014 7:12 pm

"Well, as the matters of finance has reared it's head," declared Richmond, "I will finance the venture." With a flourish he produced a rolled-up page, as well as a flare of pain evident by the grimace he wore. "Upon this document the terms of the division of wealth are stipulated. Once the initial investment of my fortunes have been reimbursed the remaining spoils can be divided equally amongst ourselves." Arriving at their destination, he presented the script to his companions. "If you wouldst but place your signatures on the page, our adventure may commence."

After receiving adequate treatment from the wizened practitioner, who Richmond was convince was attempting to remove his nose rather than bandage it, a roll of currency was allocated to each member to acquire supplies as they saw fit. Before the motley crew scattered to find essentials, Richmond asked, "Now... Does anyone actually know where this treasure is?"

Jack Spade · **Posted:** Wed Jun 11, 2014 7:29 pm

"That's a lot of words." John said when he saw Richmond's contract. "Couldn't we just agree to split it all evenly as each member requires?" But when Richmond gave John the was of cash, he changed his toon. "Well if you're putting down that much cash then I can see why you'd want paper proof." This was more money than John had ever held in his life, the things he could buy! Maybe even a horse. "Get your self together John, you can't ride a horse and other things take priority". After the apothecary, John replied to Richmond's question. "Well, that's a simple answer. Most of the gold his holed up in what used to be the capital of the country. The problem being that no one has made it there and told the tale, so all we need to do is find it, fight whatever is stopping others, and we're rich! So now that that's settled, we should head to the general store to get the essentials for the trip, it's over this way, follow me."

CanadianWolf · **Posted:** Fri Jun 20, 2014 9:41 pm

After he ate and everything, James relaxed a bit. He was proped up against a rock as he just watched the clouds go by. There was a sudden russling of the small brushes and trees around him, he grabbe hi pistol and brough it up. "Who is ever out there, Im armed and I'll shoot you if you try anything!" He yelled into the brush, three hooded mean stepped into the small clearing. They looked at James and smiled "hello there, I see that you are cooking up some food... Would you mind if we took some?" He asked with a srought of hiss at the end of it, James shook his head. "You can't have any, everything I have is mine. Now go back to wherever you came from." He said, pointing from man to the next. They all shook there heads and started to walk towards him.

James aimed at the ground just infront of the men and shot, the sound was louder then you would expect of that gun. But maybe cause it had been ticker with at some point. The men stopped moving and hissed at him, that gave James a bit of scar, since when do humans hiss? But he didn't have time to think it over, cause one of the men jumped at him. James did the only think he could, well beside be frozen in fear, he aimed and shot the man through the chest.

The other two men started to cricle him, he pointed the gun from one to the other. "Back off! Or I'll shoot you just like I shot your friend there!"

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