Manta Stingers and other Contradictions [Renown][Private]
Apr 26, 2023 16:43:05 GMT -5
Post by Vail on Apr 26, 2023 16:43:05 GMT -5
The Luna sea is a truly wondrous place. Vail stood at the bow of the merchant ship, letting the crash of the waves send driblets of sea water onto his face.
To someone born in the ash-stained streets of Darkveil, the bright glow of the sun on the water's surface was a beautiful sight. While it held great beauty, it also held many a mystery just out of the range of human vision. Vail envied the sea elves and other waterborne races; it must be truly freeing to be able to traverse the world without any restrictions. As a child, he would occasionally stare out across the sea while he walked through Darkveil's port district, wondering what lands awaited outside of Charon.
His destination was the Crescent isle, a land he had never actually visited before. The various adventurers he had met from the isles had peaked his curiosity and he had jumped at the opportunity to explore the region.
As the vessel pulled onto the beach, Vail thanked the captain and gave his payment. He wasn't looking for trouble during his time on the isles, so acting like an innocent adventurer was in his best interest.
The small coastal village was bustling as he headed to the local tavern. Apparently some form of panic was sweeping the isle, not that Vail cared much.
Opening the door to the tavern, he was immediately met with the sound of gossiping townsfolk.
"What are we going to do? Without Irwinington, what are we going to do about the mantas?" One panicked moon elf exclaimed.
"He was my favorite researcher." A male sun elf solemnly muttered.
"They should be called sting gliders instead." A particularly scholarly human woman added.
Vail approached the three, seeing an opportunity for quick payout.
"What seems to be the matter?"
The three look to the darkly clad ash lander with cautious eyes, before the woman begins speaking hastily. "A couple of Mantagliders got trapped ashore. The research commission sent one of their best men to free them but he got stung."
"Is the commission paying for assistance?" Vail asked.
"Yes, there isn't much time so they will take any help they can get."
Vail smiled and headed back out the door, he had no experience with mantas, but how hard could this be?
He headed to the beach, where he spotted a crowd gathered. The group seemed to be mostly foreigners, like adventurers like himself. Perhaps he could find some help, assuming they weren't afraid of an ashlander.
To someone born in the ash-stained streets of Darkveil, the bright glow of the sun on the water's surface was a beautiful sight. While it held great beauty, it also held many a mystery just out of the range of human vision. Vail envied the sea elves and other waterborne races; it must be truly freeing to be able to traverse the world without any restrictions. As a child, he would occasionally stare out across the sea while he walked through Darkveil's port district, wondering what lands awaited outside of Charon.
His destination was the Crescent isle, a land he had never actually visited before. The various adventurers he had met from the isles had peaked his curiosity and he had jumped at the opportunity to explore the region.
As the vessel pulled onto the beach, Vail thanked the captain and gave his payment. He wasn't looking for trouble during his time on the isles, so acting like an innocent adventurer was in his best interest.
The small coastal village was bustling as he headed to the local tavern. Apparently some form of panic was sweeping the isle, not that Vail cared much.
Opening the door to the tavern, he was immediately met with the sound of gossiping townsfolk.
"What are we going to do? Without Irwinington, what are we going to do about the mantas?" One panicked moon elf exclaimed.
"He was my favorite researcher." A male sun elf solemnly muttered.
"They should be called sting gliders instead." A particularly scholarly human woman added.
Vail approached the three, seeing an opportunity for quick payout.
"What seems to be the matter?"
The three look to the darkly clad ash lander with cautious eyes, before the woman begins speaking hastily. "A couple of Mantagliders got trapped ashore. The research commission sent one of their best men to free them but he got stung."
"Is the commission paying for assistance?" Vail asked.
"Yes, there isn't much time so they will take any help they can get."
Vail smiled and headed back out the door, he had no experience with mantas, but how hard could this be?
He headed to the beach, where he spotted a crowd gathered. The group seemed to be mostly foreigners, like adventurers like himself. Perhaps he could find some help, assuming they weren't afraid of an ashlander.
Quest Name: Glide Over the Moon
Participants: Two or more
Location: Crescent Isle (Coast)
Post Requirements: 6 post per person, 200 words per post
Reward: +1 Renown, +1 Hide, +1 Water Catalyst
Description: A huge wave flooded the beach, filling up large pools further up the beach with water. Now that the sea has receded, two Manta Gliders have become trapped, stuck in a pool and unable to return to the ocean. While normally docile, these creatures are now angry, lashing out and attacking anyone who even tries to get close, let alone help. The pool will begin to dry up over the next few days, leaving these creatures to die. We need to find a way to get them off the beach and back into the Luna Sea.
Participants: Two or more
Location: Crescent Isle (Coast)
Post Requirements: 6 post per person, 200 words per post
Reward: +1 Renown, +1 Hide, +1 Water Catalyst
Description: A huge wave flooded the beach, filling up large pools further up the beach with water. Now that the sea has receded, two Manta Gliders have become trapped, stuck in a pool and unable to return to the ocean. While normally docile, these creatures are now angry, lashing out and attacking anyone who even tries to get close, let alone help. The pool will begin to dry up over the next few days, leaving these creatures to die. We need to find a way to get them off the beach and back into the Luna Sea.