Post by The Sheriff of Piltover on Jun 5, 2013 15:53:33 GMT -5
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6th of May, 23CLE The Steampunk Tavern Evening
The Steampunk Tavern. One of Piltover's best places for drinking and renting rooms for the night, at reasonable costs. The tavern exists right next to The Steampunk Restaurant, one of Piltover's finest restaurants.
An uncommon rain was spreading upon the streets of Piltover, strange for this warm time of the year. A small lightning storm echoed in the distance. Drops of rain danced on the paving stones of Piltover, the hextech lanterns projected dancing yellow colors on the puddles in the rain. The cloudy skies shown no sign of calm for miles away, meaning it may rain all night long.
Men and women alike were returning to their homes, to their families. A child's laughter could be heard from the building nearby and a shadow of a father placing a blanket on his son in the window above.
A far lightning cracked and a cat meowed on a trash can nearby, starved from a day without food he cried. The street was getting empty so no one could notice him.
Inside the tavern, a fair looking bar-maiden prepared drinks for the thirsty and food for the hungry, mixing with perfection. 2 large Hextech screens shown the evening news and young men and women alike came for their nightly drinking and fun. Several people asked for rooms and were accepted. There were still many rooms open for those who wished to stay for the night.
Those that cause crime in Piltover, beware. I shall hunt you down and end you, one way or another. You can come with me to the station, or you can have a bullet between your eyes.
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 5, 2013 16:19:39 GMT -5
The door opened, and another guest, clad in plate armor, walked in, and asked the barmaid for a free spot. It was easy to spot out that he didn't visit piltover often. His arms were loosely tangled up in chains which didn't seem to restrict much more than the armor itself did.
When the barmaid returned, he formally asked: "Excuse me miss, who do I talk to to rent a room?"
When the barmaid answered, Adeptis stood and went to negotiate for a room. Surprised at the rather reasonable price, Adeptis went back to his seat at the bar, and asked the bartender to give him anything that isn't to intoxicating.
Last Edit: Jun 5, 2013 16:24:55 GMT -5 by Adeptis Lune
Post by The Sheriff of Piltover on Jun 5, 2013 17:04:49 GMT -5
The barmaid thought for a moment and chose something that was reasonable priced and favorite of the locals. She took a few blueberries, added in what seems like fresh lemon juice, mint leaves, a lot of ice cubes and some fresh mountain water. She added 2 spoons of sugar for the sweet taste and served it to Adeptis.
"You're new here in town, aren't you? My name is Rose. I'm the barkeeper here. This is my famous blueberries lemonade. It has no alcohol for the softies and the mages."
Those that cause crime in Piltover, beware. I shall hunt you down and end you, one way or another. You can come with me to the station, or you can have a bullet between your eyes.
Post by Zabii and Gorrister on Jun 5, 2013 17:14:20 GMT -5
A large troll carrying a smaller troll, sulked through the streets of Piltover after having travelled for days in their endless trip for fortune. The large troll didn't heed mind to the many eyes that turned over to them, surprised at what trolls were doing here, as he was more worried about the sun. He passed his arm through his forehead, wiping off some sweat and shaking his head, not used to rather warm climates. The smaller troll however, wasn't suffering that much, as he was using a paper fan on himself, and wearing some shades. The small troll turned his head and noticed a bar, and he got a devious grin. He leaned over to knock the head of the larger one and then point at the bar. The large troll blinked and nodded, making his way now towards the bar. However, as he was about to pass the double doors, the smaller troll started to yell at him.
"Keep your head down... Keep your head down! KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN!"
BONK!
As the large troll passed inside the bar, he looked around, feeling something was missing. He turned around and noticed the smaller one, getting up, holding a red nose and with somewhat broken and twisted shades. The small troll grumbled and raised a finger, pointing it down and then swirling it around. The large troll blinked and sighed, lowering his head and turning around. He placed his hands on his knees and leaned forwards. The smaller troll took some steps back and took a deep breath, just to run quickly towards the larger one and punting him hard on the butt. The large troll yelped and jumped once, now rubbing his bottoms.
The small troll turned to the bar, in case someone were watching at them, and raised a brow. "What are ya' all looking at? Never seen someone educating youngsters?" He shook his head and whistled at the larger one, so they would make their way to a table. The small one was doing his best to climb up a chair, while the bigger one just sat back on the floor next to the table.
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 6, 2013 3:12:22 GMT -5
"Thanks miss, Yes, I arrived recently." Adeptis took his drink, looked at the prices, took a generous amount of money, and start sipping his drink, while counting the gold needed for the drink and making sure to leave 5 extra gold coins. "I suppose you want to know why I went into Piltover?"
Post by Garth Marxian on Jun 7, 2013 1:42:16 GMT -5
A young man with a beret and a rifle on his back entered the bar. He had a rather depressed look on his face, as he had recently failed his first solo mission. He was ordered to capture a rather clever thief who robbed, bakeries or pawn stores. He managed to catch the thief red-handed and went to pursue him through a part of Piltover he did not know so well. The detective in training had chased the thief into an old warehouse, and lost sight of him there. He tried to use his augmented eye's special heat tracking ability, but there were too many recent footsteps. Thus he could not tell which trail was his target's, so instead he relied on his ears. Garth went up a floor because he swore that he heard footsteps going up the stairs, when suddenly there was a sound in a nearby room. The young detective rushed into the room yelling, "Put your hands up! Piltover Police!
However, to the young man's disappointment, the thief had used thrown a object and it hit an exposed metal pipe which generated the sound. Two rooms away he heard the window open and the sound of feet landing the metal of a fire escape. A sound that also acted as the sound of failure, as when Garth got to the window, the thief was gone. Caitlyn told him not to be too hard on himself, and to drop the case.
However, the hormonal part of Garth did not want to let it go! No, he wanted a second chance to make up his mistake. The more rational part on the other hand won out in the end, by simply pointing out that going against his mentor's orders would not help his development as a detective. After that Garth made his way to The Steampunk Tavern for a meal and drink, non-alcoholic of course, to help get over his depression.
The detective in training sat down at a table, near a man in plate armor, and ordered his food and drink. He asked for the local favorite, with a spoon of extra sugar. Garth was sure to note the customers in the tavern in order to prevent any sort of crime from occurring. The first was the pair of trolls, and the second customer was the man in plate, who was going to give his reason for being in Piltover.
Garth was intrigued by this, but to help maintain his cover he took out a book and pretended to read. However, in reality he was listening to the man in plate armor, while occasionally glancing over at the man. For now Garth would observe, he was not sure of the man's intention. Perhaps he was Noxian or Demacian? He had encountered both on his journey, and to say the least both individuals were less than pleasant.
Zaun science is killing far more than its saving. I want to put a stop to that!
Post by The Sheriff of Piltover on Jun 7, 2013 5:55:13 GMT -5
Rose placed the coins in the register and threw the 5 extra coins in the tip jar. She continued. "Well, its not my business to ask why you're here but sure if you want to share. By the way, what's your name? Of course, if you prefer not to say I'll understand."
Those that cause crime in Piltover, beware. I shall hunt you down and end you, one way or another. You can come with me to the station, or you can have a bullet between your eyes.
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 7, 2013 7:09:57 GMT -5
Adeptis put up a grin, which didn't exactly look like one at first. "Well, I suppose the easyest way to get used is to strike a conversation with the owners of the local watering hole. So, I came to piltover for the same reason some other people come to piltover, I'm going to try to..." Adeptis cut himself off when the trolls came in. "What in the night moon are trolls doing so far from Freljord?"
"Oh, and where are my manners? My name is Lune, Adeptis Lune, pleased to meet you." Adeptis seemingly forgot he was going to explain his intentions.
Post by The Sheriff of Piltover on Jun 7, 2013 15:13:45 GMT -5
Rose sighed. What are trolls here about?! They let anyone into Piltover these day, anyone!
"Same here, Adeptis. As I said, just call me Rose." Rose looked at the waitress waiting for the trolls and added. "Oh, poor Jayne. That girl is so delicate you can snap her in two with just your little finger." She returning to cleaning some glasses.
Those that cause crime in Piltover, beware. I shall hunt you down and end you, one way or another. You can come with me to the station, or you can have a bullet between your eyes.
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 15, 2013 12:44:48 GMT -5
After taking a swig of his drink, Adeptis did the thing every adventurer does in a tavern. "So, you must hear this a lot, Miss Rose, but has anything shocking happened in Piltover?" Adeptis asked, while watching the trolls. Sure, there are crazy things in Zaun, but trolls in Piltover trump anything. "I wonder why they are here, really. "
Post by The Sheriff of Piltover on Jun 23, 2013 8:28:13 GMT -5
"Well... You heard about the enforcer? Vi? Talk said that she committed murder and fled to Zaun, accompanied by Twisted Fate. Jayce has also been missing since the incident till now. I sure wonder what's going on these days. Otherwise, the police is recruiting. The most talk about it is Caitlyn's new student. A guy named Gnath or something like that."
Rose turned to another customer, returning to Adeptis a few minutes later. "Anything else?"
Those that cause crime in Piltover, beware. I shall hunt you down and end you, one way or another. You can come with me to the station, or you can have a bullet between your eyes.
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 23, 2013 9:26:54 GMT -5
"Vi? Murder? By the Night Moon, that came out of nowhere... Was it actual murder, or did she overdo one of her enforcements too much?" Adeptis looked genuinely shocked. He had heard of the Enforcer, and her violent aproach, but to actually murder someone... "Well, most things I'm better off asking tomorrow, but I do hope the gap your Enforcer left can be filled. As for the rest, just point me to where I can find my room, I think I'm going to sleep soon."
Post by Garth Marxian on Jun 25, 2013 23:58:15 GMT -5
Garth blushed a bit at the waitress' wink, clearly not expecting it much. Before turning to his meal and he began to eat it quietly, though he was focused on something else entirely. That was Adeptis' conversation. Which means he heard the waitress fail to recall his name...apparently he wasn't a big hit like Caitlyn yet. This didn't really help the young detective in training's mood. Fortunately the trolls had yet to stir up any trouble, and perhaps Garth should make his presence known before they decide to.
Garth stood and made his way to Adeptis, "Excuse me sir, I'm Garth Marxian an officer from the Police Department of Piltover. I have only a couple questions for you. The most important one is, do you have a weapon license? If not, I can quickly issue you one, I have the paper work on me. Secondly, what is your business here in Piltover?"
Zaun science is killing far more than its saving. I want to put a stop to that!
Post by Adeptis Lune on Jun 27, 2013 5:37:16 GMT -5
"Good Night sir Marxian. No, I don't believe I have a license yet, nobody brought up the need of one to me yet. These chains, the ones forged into the gauntlets, are my weapons. Oh, do you need a license to be able to control magic, too?" Adeptis drank the rest of his glass, swallowed a ice cube, and answered Garth's second question. "About why I'm here. Why do most people come to Piltover? I wish to further my knowledge of the world. Specifically in my case, I'm particularly interested in your knowledge of electricity."
Post by Garth Marxian on Jul 2, 2013 0:55:45 GMT -5
Garth nodded, "Well you're in luck sir, I am certified to distribute such licenses to those who need them, and we do offer certification for magic too, but do be warned that this will not allow you to be a vigilante like Vi was. These will just stop you from being arrested if you are seen using magic or demonstrating how your weapons work." However, the detective made a mental to note to remind the officers stationed at the entrances to Piltover to distribute licenses at the gate instead of being lazy.
The aspiring detective retrieved some papers from a bag he had brought in with him. He began to fill out some of the paper work, namely what the license was for, but he was still missing some information. "I will be happy to answer questions about electricity if you do me a favor and remove your helmet and tell me your name and date of birth, Mr....." Garth's voice trailed off waiting for Adeptis to fill in the blanks for him.
Zaun science is killing far more than its saving. I want to put a stop to that!
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