Quest A Monumental Task

A twist of fate sees two diminutive pycons on the same quest.

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This shining population center is considered the jewel of The Sylira Region. Home of the vast majority of Mizahar's population, Syliras is nestled in a quiet, sprawling valley on the shores of the Suvan Sea. [Lore]

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A Monumental Task

Postby Ball on January 29th, 2017, 2:52 pm

NoteAfter speaking with Prophet, Edited this reply to better fit the circumstances. Thank you Prophet for pointing out my errors.
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Ball heard the squire cry out, turning his eye in the direction Ball started to move towards the wall of... Something, Ball didn't take the time to wait to find out what it was going to become “Squire move!”. After the climb from the tree and the battle before, Ball tried his best to leap at the squire's ankles to knock him down away from what he expected was going to be a fiery explosion. In midair though the pycon was bombarded by a concussive sound of someone breaking stone. Flung from the squire Ball rolled as best as he could to protect himself, raising a hand to protect his singular eye the Pycon realized then that it wasn't a blasted of fiery death but a sheet of curved ice. A rather short person with light colored hair was clouded in the blurry thickness of the wall, a bulkier blur of a shadow behind it, silhouetted against the massive hole in the wall. The Warden had wasted no time, ordering the city's lock down and the authority to Ball to go in search. There was no reason to wait any longer and Ball wasted no time to listen to the rest of the words, he heard everything he needed to. He huffed off towards the door, just as the door's barricade was released by two larger squires this time and the door was yanked open to allow some of the knights to go on the hunt as well.

Ball wasted no time in determining his next step, he turned in the direction of the blown out wall, it was pretty obvious once he saw it and the dust was disturbed by debris and footprints. Squires were lined against the far wall, hit by falling debris. Medics were checking them for damages and the likes, “Direction of the culprit.” A squire with enough strength to point in a direction did so and Ball nodded and ran off, prints in the dust did show that general direction, so Ball took to it. It took Ball only a few more ticks to see that he was were heading in the direction of the stables. Ball stopped in his tracks. Even if he could call his trusty steed from this location there was no way in Hai Ball and Imass could mount a search for the two.

They have fled far faster than his little body could possibly keep up with. He sank to his knees before leaning forward and placing his hands on the floor before him. Sobs echoed from his body and he felt the failure sink in. He had failed the tree in finding the perpetrator. The schemer had fooled his family, betrayed their loyalty. Made a fool of him. Ball turned his gaze towards the stables. Ball felt the tree was saved from the disfigured man beneath it, he knew it with all his exhaustion that the threat beneath the tree was no more.

His body ached, but he wasn't not finished. Ball stood on aching limbs and turned back towards the Dining Hall to speak with the Warden Knight and his superiors. It was time Ball told them of his quest, of the traitor, and of the traitor's escape. Word would come out eventually, at least among the squires and knights, of who the traitors were... But right now not even Ball knew.

I will find you, and I will bring justice upon you traitor.

The doors were still open and the noises within were far quieter than before, still loud however, but subdued... Probably talks of the events that just occurred.

“I could not catch him. He is far taller and his legs stretch farther than my own. I need to speak with your superiors Warden. On this most urgent and monumental task I have endeavored.” Ball spoke aloud before pitching forward and landing with a thud against the ground. Exhaustion overtook the little clay man entirely as he just lay there, recalling the fight, the climb out... The chase.


Credit :
Created goes to Raus for aiding in the photo manipulation, Myself for color and transparency manipulation as well as box code. Character is accredited below
Avatar CreditsMy lovely Avatar was drawn and created by the most awesome Nivel

Graders Please Note :
As Ball is getting closer and closer to maxing out Pyken as a skill, I would like to request that in places where Ball is not doing enough to constitute Pyken XP if Pyken technique lores could be issued instead.

Examples of proper XP level for Pyken would be: Ball developing or refining his technique by adding new thing against an actual moving target, not a dummy.

The use of basic skills alone are not enough to accomplish XP at Ball's current level of Pyken.

Thank you.

I will be handling all Ball related posts on Mondays @ 1800 my time *
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A Monumental Task

Postby Prophet on February 1st, 2017, 10:03 pm

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Percival disappeared into the room and executed his plan for escape flawlessly. After a thorough search of the floor, the two senior knights came out alone and soon found they had been betrayed. They reported their findings to the Lord Knight.

The Warden organized inquiries and interviews of those in the mess hall. He played with the eyeball like a stress stone as he fielded intel and reports for the remainder of the day. When the little clay squire returned, the older man watched for a moment before realizing what had taken place. When Ball confessed his failure, the man felt a twinge of sadness. There was no pleasure to be had in watching a dedicated individual face adversity in this way. However, he did what was asked and led the Pycon to the office of Lord Petri, Lord Knight of the order. The discussion took place behind closed doors and when it was all over with, Ball was escorted to the Windoak. He was stripped of his possessions and left alone; sealed in for the entire night and following day.

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82nd of Spring
7th Bell

Outside the courtyard of the Windoak, a gathering of knights and squires quietly came together in neat lines that formed three sides of a box. Lord Petri walked forward and stood in the middle and a small knight stepped forth to present him with the sword of Lawrence Dyres. Once the blade was in hand, he nodded and a trio of knights, one bearing each of the three symbols of the order opened the heavy doors. The knight of the shield entered the chamber and retrieved Ball who was without any possessions. When the Pycon was escorted into the open, the door to the Windoak’s courtyard was closed and the original guard resumed their duties.

The two knights flanked Ball on either side while one stood behind the tiny figure. Ball is marched to the head of the line and the small assembly falls into rank and file behind the honor guard. The processional is short as they wind their way with practiced turns and formational awareness into Stormhold Castle. In one of the large training rooms, more squires and knights are assembled in neat lines and rows. The processional leads Ball up to the front where he waits for several ticks as Lord Petri ascends a platform to a podium. Over the next half bell, knights and squires alike are called to step out and verify the rigorous training demanded by the order. Ball’s record, albeit a touch violent, is above the standard required for admission to the knighthood so Lord Petri moves the ceremony along.

Next, he questions the Pycon on his quest and the outcome of the task handed down by the Windoak. After all had heard the tale, a slew of whispers rose within the cold, stone room. Lord Petri banged his mailed fist against the podium three times and simply looked around as if daring anyone to speak –none were so foolish. He cleared his throat then lowered his gaze to the clay man.

“Ball, Squire of Syliras, you were tasked with removing the stain from the Windoak, the channel to our divine lord. In this matter, you have succeeded.” The Lord Knight smiled slightly. “Concerning the matter of the traitors who escaped, this conspiracy was not part of your initial quest and therefore you shall not be judged on their escape.” A hiss brought on by pain as the assembled mass of men and women all felt the sting of betrayal. Lord Petri raised his hand as a call for silence. “Rest assured, brothers and sisters, that these insolent individuals will pay for their treachery but that is for another time.”

Lord Petri came down and moved over to stand before Ball. “Kneel and repeat after me.” The squire does as he is told then repeats the vows. The lord places the tip of his blade down upon his subordinate. As Ball’s right shoulder is touched by the blade, he repeats the words "May Tyveth guide me in a pathway of Honor and Justice." As the Pycon’s forehead is touched, he repeats after the Grandmaster "May Yahal help me keep my heart pure and my faith strong." When the blade rests upon his clay head, he repeats "May Eyris keep my mind filled with knowledge and the wisdom that knowledge can bring." Lord Petri sheathes the blade then beckons the clay person to stand.

“I present to you, Ser Ball, knight of Syliras.” There is applause and the honor guard comes forward bearing unusual gifts. The first is a Py-pole that is almost a foot long. The weapon seems too large for the three inch being but the bladed tip is immaculately forged and the resin is smoothed and formed so well that it seems to be made of flexible glass. Next, a riding saddle made for a small dog is produced. This saddle is crafted of high quality leather, bears a thick blanket sewn into the bottom for padding which is embroidered with the seal of the Syrilan Knights and also has a tiny bracket attached. Closer inspection will reveal that the bracket can hold the py-pole like a lance or in a vertical position which would convert the weapon into a pole vault.

Finally, the clapping crowd parts as a deep growl is heard. A fox terrier, mostly black with brown paws and a few patches on his chest and face is led forward on a choke chain. The animal handler gets the creature to sit though the canine looks unhappy about being told what to do. The dark eyes of the dog peer at the tiny clay thing. Lord Petri announces that the ceremony has concluded and the crowd begins to disperse. Many congratulate the Pycon on his promotion while others simply go about their day until there is no one left but the Pycon and his new mount.


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A Monumental Task

Postby Dove Brown on May 6th, 2017, 1:37 pm

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  • Observation 5
  • Climbing 1
  • Rhetoric 4
  • Philosophy 1
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  • Endurance 1
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