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Ezreal got off his chair with a low jump, straightening his vest and goggles as he usually did, before saluting the man with a tab of his fingers to his forehead. Well, I guess with that horn of yours we will be seeing you around atleast once then Mr. No-name. Maybe when we do you will grace us with an identity? Untill then. Then he strolled after Trundle, half running to catch up the the troll.
Ezreal accepted the horn, studying it with interest for a few moments before handing it to Kayle. You should probably be in charge of this. He nodded at the man. Yeah, we tried the guards before coming here to wait. Apparently they were to busy to see us...even when we mentioned it was League business they still wouldnt let us in. Kinda strange really. Turning to Shyvana. So, see the guards first or follow up on your lead?
Whatever you feel is appropriate
Ezreal sat down on a chair, pointing over his shoulder at Shyvana with his thumb. Well, that one is Shyvana, and she pretty much just gave our reason for being here, search and potentially rescue. I dont suppose you know anything on the subject?
Any life signs?
"Partner"? Also, remember how I commented on thinking Kayle was Jarvan because he was playing a male, and he said well Kayle can be a mans name too...I didnt really think so, but went with it. Today I rewatched the Sinbad movie, and wouldnt you know it, Sinbads first mate, a brawny black man, is named Kayle. Shows what I know, lol :)
Ezreal shrugged. Seems pretty clear cut to me really. Your story makes sense, and she didnt try to argue against it. As much of an admittance as any ive ever seen.
Ezreal leaned out from behind Kayle, eyes angry, mouth smiling. Bag? What bag? Did we say anything about a bag Kayle? I didnt, did you? He turned back towards the large man. Or you? No noone said anything about a bag. He started striding towards the till.
Ezreal glanced at the bar maid, eyes squinting, mouth pursed. And if whatever is "under"... He looked back at the large man ...the till. If it proves to be nothing of any consequence, will you honor the debt claimed by this woman?
Ezreal raised an eyebrow. Dont you mean "in" the till?
Ezreal looked at the man, clearly offended. Pfff, listen here buddy, the way the world works, you cant fault us for assuming the woman to be in the right. The world is full of scum, just look at Noxus. I for one prefer to keep assuming, and apoligice afterwards, than potentially getting killed while interrogating the claims of the people asking for help. He frowned. And for all we know, you are just a good liar. Its your story against hers, and im inclined to stick to my assumptions untill some evidence is presented.
Ezreal left the bag lying in the middle of the room, content that it "had been brought downstairs". As kayle finished his long speech, Ezreal leaned on the table with both hands, looking at Kayle. Lets not forget the tab he owes the tavern, it may just be me missunderstanding you, but sounds to me like you are letting him off that hook... He looked at the large man. ...Which ofcourse we arent. He crossed his arms expectantly. Kayle and I have already given you a drink and... He looked back at the large bag. ...Bell service. Totally free. Now do the right thing, or we will be forced to do a right thing of our own.
The sounds of the tavern are interupted as Ezreal can be heard howling in surprise at the top of the stair. Wha! aaaah, nonononoooo! The sound of something heavy falling down the stairs follows, punctuated by Ezreal crying out in pain. Aaah...uuh...iiih....aaah A large bag of luggage comes crashing to a halt at the base of the stair, followed by Ezreal practically bouncing through the air before landing on top of it. Oblivious to the people in the bar room, he springs to his feet and kicks the bag repeatedly. Take that! And that! And this! You stupid bag! Trying his best to ignore the looks, he straightens his goggles and smooths down his jacket before walking up to stand next to Kayle, pouting and fuming.
As Kayle left with his new "friend", Ezreal quickly tagged him with a Message spell. When they were far enough down the hall that his whisper couldnt be overheard by the large man he whispered. Hey, you are the one with the muscles, im not some bell boy damn it! But yeah ill get right on it, blah. Turning to the bags, he wondered how he was supposed to get something that weighed more than himself down the stairs.
For once, Ezreal is quiet, following the conversation with great interest, a barely contained smirk cresting the corners of his mouth.
GM: Ezreal wrinkled his nose at the smell of the room. Not quite as foul as Trundle, but potent none the less. He looked at Kayle. Judging by all the tankards in here, we got ourselves a drunkard on our hands. Maybe we should invite him downstairs for a pint, then bring up the matter once we are there? He marched over to the giant man, lightly pressing a finger into his side. It got no responce. Well, ill let you decide what to do, you are the talker, like Shyvana said. Just dont think on it for too long. He grinned a devilish smile at Kayle, before poking the sleeping oaf with such force, his hand nearly dissapeared into the mans side. Hey, you big oaf, get up! Then he ran past Kayle, out of the room, standing at the doorway and peering inside.
GM: Ezreal nods in agreeance.
Cant have thugs trying to live by their own rules. Just wait till he gets a load of me, he will be shaking in his boots!
Ezreal bows before the barmaid with a flurrish of his gauntleted hand. Nothing for me thank you, im just following along, but my friends here would like... He looks up at Kayle ...Wine was it?
Overhearing Kayles request and the subsequent rebuttal, Ezreal turned and called to Kayle. Man, you sure like to drink dont you big fella? Cmon ill show you to a tavern, I think I see one down the street.
Ezreal frowned a bit at the two guards. Cant even make time for the League. Then he shrugged and looked at Kayle. I guess I can wait an hour, although I hate to just sit around. Lets tour the market while we wait? He started walking down the street, then he turned around with an excited look on his face. Hey, with all this time on our hands, I cant tell you about that one time with the cave-in, oooooh and the time I got lost, oh thats a good one. He turned to walk again, his mouth in constant motion.
Walking to the guard house, Ezreal didnt stop talking for even a moment, running his mouth to Kayle. It was small talk mostly, about his favorite adventures and where he was from from. Approactiong their destination he finally relented. ...So thats Piltover in a nutshell really. Ah, here we are. Striding towards the two guards he announced his presence to them. Wonderful day we are having isnt it gentlemen? I was wondering if you might have a detailed map of the city me and my companion could look at? We are new here you see... Then he continued, this time in a whisper to the two men. Official League business, just play along and show us inside please.
Setting off into a full blown sprint at Kayles words, Ezreal flew through the manor, easily overtaking the armored man. As Kayle reached the door, Ezreal was stood there waiting, panting lightly and smiling. Winner, Yes! But really, you cant honestly say you were expecting anything else wearing all that. As for your wager, I didnt have the gold to bet, so you can keep it. Turning to walk alongside Kayle he added; Oh and thats a rotten Noxian, not egg.
Ezreal leapt from his chair, pausing a moment to straighten his vest and adjust his goggles. Wow, look at him go! Hes not the type to sit around and collect dust...Definately doesnt belong in a museum!
With that he look at the others with a grin, before setting off in a light jog to catch up to Kayle. Last one outside is a rotten Noxian!
Exreal returns just as Riera begins her tale, handing Kayle a glass of water before taking a seat. After listening to what she has to say he emideatly speaks his mind, Sounds like quite the mystery. I cant wait to get started. Normally id probably sit and plan for a while, but seems to me like this is rather straightforward. Would you know where we should go first to find someone who might know something? After hearing Rieras answer he adds. The only thing I can think of that needs considering is who we will claim to be? Any ideas?
Ezreals voice echos into the room from the hallway, just as the door swings shut behind him. HAH!, good one. There might be hope for you yet!
The only thing they managed to wound was my pride, although the little blighters did manage a few weak hits on these two. He pointed back at Shyvana and Trundle. Whether they want your healing is up to them though...as is the giving of their names. Then he smiled widely again. As for the water, ill go get some. Then he skipped out of the room, pausing briefly to let Riera and Fiora know they could begin telling of their plans while he was gone, he would be back in no time.
Noone mocks Ezreal and get away with it!!! This will not be the last of it, MARK MY WORDS!!!
Ezreal beamed a smile at the overly serious walking fortress. Discourteous? Heh, I can only speak for myself, but I doubt any of us picked up on that untill you said it, and as for being late, I would too if I had to haul... He paused, pursing his lips and tilting his head to one side, weighing Kayle with his eyes ...60 pounds of steel around. He stood up from his crouched position near the box, moving towards Kayle with an exaggerated march before stopping in front of him, slamming his heels into the ground and saluting, an incrediblely serious look on his face. Then he burst out laughing, putting his hands on his hips and shaking his head, before grabbing Kayles massive hand in his own rather tiny one, giving it a vigorous shake. Hehe, dont be so serious, relax. Its good to meet you Kayle, im Ezreal. Looking past Kayle at Riera and Fiora, he nodded his consent at Kayles question. So yeah, what IS the plan?
But...Kayle is a woman... I mean you could be a character who just emulates the champion (as per the recruitment) but you named yourself Kayle so im inclined to think you thought Kayle was a man. But then again, Kayles voice is pretty clearly female ingame, so somehow I doubt you made that mistake... Damn, so confused : /
A tall muscular man in gold armor? I dont think he needs to introduce himself either to the players or the characters...I mean, who in the LoL setting doesnt know who Jarvan is :)
Ezreal picked himself off the floor, looking at his companions sheepishly. See, they make everyone around them unlucky...this fight in no way reflects my capacity as a warrior. He glanced at the others for a few seconds. ...In no way. Then to take his mind off things he hurried over to the box to see if anything but troublesome gremlins had been hidden inside.
Im still baffled that the solution wasnt the one I thought up...I mean choosing to add, subtract or multiply to make the numbers match asside, how the numbers worked out so well without it being the intended solution is just, wow.
Deciding that these creatures had almost no chance of being worth more alive than dead, Ezreal raised his gauntlet and let fly a bolt of incandescent light. Dont try anything too fancy, these critters alter chance in their favour. Take your time and strike true!
What the... Ezreal gasped as the critters went about their business. Since they had not attacked him or his companions, his first instict was curiosity instead of fear, and he took a moment to try to identify the things
I hate having to use trial and error but im drawing a blank. Luckily, a code like this one only has 120 possible solutions so it shouldnt take me too long. With that Ezreal started trying different sequences, writing them on his note paper as he went. It would be tedious but eventually one of them would work.
Maybe the C needs to be first and not last? CERUL?
Could you elaborate? Im not sure im understanding you correctly.
Ezreal stared for a while at the notes he had hastily scribbled during his first attempt. Then he suddenly looked surprised, and then excited. Hold on a second. Everyone look at this W R A T H 23 18 1 20 8 C R U E L 3 18 21 5 12 23-18 is 5, thats E. He scribbled E on his note. 18 times 1 is 18, thats R. He wrote R. 1+20 is 21, thats U. U was added. 20-8 is 12, thats L, and finally, we add C which is the last one left. Grabbing the box again, Ezreal arranged the letters untill they spelled: ERULC
That was my first thought as well, but it doesnt look like those letters can spell any useful words...atleast not any that meaningfully interact with Fioras notes. More importantly, with only 5 different runes, theres not that many different configurations. Seems awfully easy. Anyone with pen and paper could sit down and open it with trial and error in as little as an hour. Assuming it opens once the first "code" is used. Im not sure of the significance of the box being associated with evocation magic. Could mean alot of things really. Ezreal scratched his head, a look of displeasure on his face. He didnt like it when puzzles twarted his attempts at solving them, especially because the answer, more often than not, was all too simple. Which was probably why he had trouble with them to begin with. Hmmm, I dont REALLY think this is the answer but its all I got for the moment. Suppose the orientation of the alphabet is significant. Like for eksample, W is the 23rd letter and the highest numbered letter in Wrath. U is number 21 and the number in Cruel that is closest...so they should be in the same spot? Ezreal grabbed the box, lightly waving away Shyvanas hands. Talking about the different letters and numbers as he went, he rearranged the letters. When he was done Cruel had become: URCLE??
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