h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Vomar grins at Sea*

Perfectly all right, my fault. I just couldn't stay out of the "Nearby Tavern" for long. By the way, based on your reaction, I'd say that I know you from somewhere, but my memory fails me. Could you remind me?

*Vomar begins pulling out a strange cube that he was once given as payment, known as an Althian Telekinetic Cube*

*Meanwhile, in dark castle many leagues away across a mountain range and several lakes and rivers, GL wakes up with a start. For a few moments, all he can remember are shreds of the dream he was dreaming. He concentrates and the images become clearer. He sees a fire and two evil figures conversing. He sees a blue image of another figure in the fire. He sees the inside of a tavern where several of the figures are glowing to indicate some sort of significance. In his dream, he sees the blue figure from the fire enter and collide with one of the glowing figures. The dream then slowly zooms in on the blue figures pocket, and continues inside the pocket where a star-shaped amulet of some sort comes into focus. This is the point where GL had awoken, and it now causes him to sharply intake his breath.*

The Star of Skara Brae, *GL murmurs to himself*. If I had that, together with my ...

*His voice trails off as he fingers the diamond-shaped pendant, hanging by a chain around his neck.

He is shaken from his reverie by the sound of metal scraping on stone.*

Ah, there is my gruel.

*He walks over to the dungeon door and picks up the metal bowl that had been slid through the slot at the bottom of the door. As he eats the thin gruel, he again ponders the Star. With the two pendants together, two thirds of the imortal trimvirate would be complete. Whoever held those two would be the most powerful being in existence.*

I must escape. Now that I know the Star still exists, I cannot let it rest with evil persons.

*Suddenly another thought crosses his mind: What if the third pendant also still exists.*

Siun: *balefully sipping at her water, sha looks down the bar and notices a man (Quoth) bullying a drunk*

Canaru: *steps closer to Siun, resting hand on the holstered blaster on his belt. He raises an eyebrow at Quoth in a decidedly menacing manner*

Siun: *looks up at Canaru* I can handle him, if he comes near me, Canaru.

Canaru: Yes, Miss Siun. *glares reproachfully in Quoth's general direction* *sighs*

Siun: What is it?

Canaru: I do not like this town, Miss Siun. There are too many riffraff.

Siun: Aren't they everywhere, Canaru, more or less?

Vanaru: I supose so. But still. That one is not trustworthy. *tosses his head in the direction of Quoth*

Siun: You worry too much. Perhaps you need an adjustment... Come here, give me your wrist.

*Canaru gives her his wrist. Siun flips open a patch of skin on his wrist, revealing a mishmash of computer ships and bits of wire. She takes a pin out of her hair and piddles with one of the chips.*

Siun: Is that any better?

Canaru: Yes, Miss Siun. I feel more at ease.

Siun: *She snaps the bit of skin down, it makes a fairly audible click.* Good then. No more worries for now... *She gives a minute glance to Quoth once more, and then once again turns her attentions to her glass of water.*

*Vomar examines the surroundings, and decides to let it pass. It was probably just his imagination. Looking around, no trace of his previous client is visible*

Just as well. No telling what Tall-Dark-And-Gruesome would've done if he'd figured out what I did with the Star.

*Vomar orders a small pitcher of water, just to avoid the two drink minimum, and pulls out the Star to do initiate the next phase of his plan. He sits in a shadowy corner of the Nearby Tavern*


If those runes I found by your pedestal were worth the time it took me to translate them, there should be two more of you. Now, tell me where your fellow siblings are....


*Vomar watches a movie play silently in his head. One movie portrays a distant, faraway castle, within which is trapped a poor looking soul, who wears an interesting looking amulet. The person is eating gruel*

Hmmm, interesting. This one must not know of the tremendous powers these things contain, else he would've used 'em to escape. Unless he has a reason not to escape....

*Another movie plays in his head. This time, it shows a distant, underground cavern, lit by a stream of flowing magma. The third stone sits on a pedestal, directly in front of some kind of throne carved out of the rock. The mean and nasty looking monsters slink about, obviously guarding the area, but staying well away from the throne and the pedestal*

There are always monsters....why are there always monsters....

*Vomar stuffs the Star back into his pocket, knowing that it is still invisible to magical seekers and other forms of sensing, but a human eye could still pick it up. And the last thing he needs is some mage catching site of it, engaging him in a duel to a death for it, and getting kicked out of the tavern for a week after he made a big mess*

I'll activate the communication ability later on, and talk to this person in the dungeon. If someone managed to get all of these stones....it would be bad. So, I'd better look out for number one, as the saying goes, and see if I can track 'em down first.

*Vomar quietly sips his water, wondering why he always forgets to ask for a lemon wedge to go with it*

*sea figures that the bounty hunter had fallen for her deer-in-the-headlights act and tries to sneak away without having to answer his question. she somehow manages to trip over a table and cause everyone in the tavern to look at her*

[sea] eep.

*she blushes profusely and heads for the door*

*Within the study of a rather large castle a portal blinks open and a raven and a dragonfly pop into existance. The study is rather large and holds a very big ornate fireplace, many many many many many many books and several plush chairs. Ice reverts to human form and snaps his fingers, causing the fireplace to erupt into a silently roaring fire*
Make yourself at home sweetheart would you care for some wine? water? blood of a virgin?
*sits down and pours himself a glass of a viscous red fluid*

*Quoth looks behind his shoulder. He notices Siun eying him warily. His eyes narrow*
Thinks: why is she watching me? what does she know? is she after me too? or is it my name? my home? my title? my inheritance - the third amulet? well, she can't have it. hehe, she's too late. stolen by the mages. And who is that big guy with her?
*he looks at Siun, and laughs ominously*

OOC - I am a good guy

*laughs again but underneath her joking was dark mindspeak*

blood of a virgin? I can't believe you still have that stuff in this time. bloody hell! Can't get that stuff for love nor brutally murdering some kid in my time. go on then babe let's have some.

craftysneaky, wantingwhatyouwant? mygoodself crafty sneak also.

*she gently tries to probe his mind, in no rush, just slighly inquisitive*

so what is there to get upto round here? any antient artifacts to push into the wrong hands? I get bored rediculously easily you know *she lets a sly grin slip*

(and on a completely unrelated note) Everyone does know that Mr. Douglas Adams has passed on, of a heart attack, at age 49, right?
*toasting his memory with a chilled hazlenut frappucinno*
Bob bless 'im!


Siun: *notices Quoth looking at her, grins amusedly* I believe I'll buy that man a drink.

Canaru: Miss Siun, I do not think that is wise.

Siun: Canaru, dear?

Canaru: Yes, Miss SIun?

Siun: When have you /ever/ known me to be wise? *laughs one of those decidedly frightening high-pitched anime laughs, walks over to Qouth* You seem to be making my companion feel quite a bit undeasy. May I buy you a drink, sir? I do so love to make him worry. *giggles*

*Vomar finishes his water, leaves a tip, and heads away from Nearby Tavern, and goes to his room at the local YBHA (Young Bounty Hunters Association), so that he can use his artifact in secret*

Okay, now. Let's see how this works....

*The Star of Skara Brae begins glowing, and Vomar replays the movie showing the man in the dungeon. Locking onto that image, Vomar sends a holographic image of himself to communicate. He happens upon the person as they are about halfway through a rather sumptuous looking bowl of gruel*

Hello there, sir. May I kindly inquire as to your name, location, and how you came upon that peculiar item?

Meanwhile in a distant corner of the land a pendant around an oddly shaped stone structure starts to glow. To the onlooker it might appear that weathering and erosion had merely created this monstrossity from the very cliff behind and left it uneroded by chance. A throne which giants had left to the mists of time, the fast growing reeiy root covers the majority of it....

*Vomar feels the glowing, but dismisses it immediately*

*Quoth gives Siun a hard look. he starts to say...*
Quoth: lady, im not in the mo-
*Siun has already sat down beside him. Quoth's stare flickers with panic, before regaining its hardness*

Siun: *laughs * Oh rubbish? How could you not be in the mood for a drink? You've been sitting here in this dingy little bar the entire time I've been over there arguing with Canaru *points in Canaru's general direction. Canaru is Scowling darkly at Quoth*. So by now you must be far past drunk. Isn't that the way things go in these parts? Stop looking at me like that. *shakes her had in anoyance* Barkeep!

Barkeep: *rolls his eyes, curses under his breath, turns about to face Siun* Yes'm?

Siun: What is it that you're drinking? Ale?
*doesn't wait for an answer* Could you get my commrade here a pot of ale? *tosses the barkeep a gold coin*

Barkeep: *stares at the coin in disbelief, bites it, nods* Right awa' Miss.

Siun: Now then. I must say that you look a bit out of place here. Where did you come from? *cocks here head slightly*

Canaru: *walks up behind Siun in a protective manner* Miss Siun, I-

Siun: Canaru... *tsk* I can't believe that you're acting so juvenile about this situation. Either be stoic as you were programmed or switch off.

Canaru: *dejectedly* Yes, Miss Siun. *Sits down beside her*

Siun: *looks back at Quoth* Now then! Where were we... Ah yes. you were about to tell me where you came from. *expetant look*

*GL turns around slowly at the sound of the stranger's voice.*

I had wondered whether you knew about the powers. You must then know what we are dealing with here and what would happen if our amulets fell into the wrong hands. I must admit that I am just learning how to use the amulet, although I am aware of its capabilities through the legends. I contrived to have myself put into this dungeon where I knew I would be undisturbed in my experimentation with the pendant. I have discovered some of its secrets, but not the one you are now using. Perhaps that is one of the unique powers of your amulet. All three have some common powers and some unique powers and when they are put together with one or both of thier companions, they gain new, almost unimaginable powers. Powers which once almost destroyed our world and which destroyed the evil mage that had tried to use them for his own gain. I had thought the amulets had been destroyed, but then I found this one and just dreamed of yours. I am now convinced that the third must still exist also.

I do not know if you are good or evil and I do not trust you. However, I suspect our paths lead the same way for the time being. We must recover the third amulet. I am Garius Lupus.

*Quoth sits in open-mouthed amazment as the ale is placed in front of him and the old one removed.
Quoth: look, I...
*then he scowls*
Quoth: what is it to you anyway?

Well, Garius Lupus, I have totally forgotten everything from my last post, and will continue by simply stating that my name is Vomar. And whether I am good or evil all depends on the context of my actions. I look out for number one.

But just so you know, I can tell you for a fact that the third amulet exists. I found it through the same power that allowed me to find you. I don't know exactly where it is, but I can describe the location: a dark area of the world, with a flowing stream of magma. The third amulet was on a pedestal before a throne. Vile creatures of darkness crept through the shadows, wary not to let any movement gone unnoticed, but also very wary of ever getting too close to either the pedestal or the throne. It appeared to be underground, although there may have been a tree that was growing by the throne, so I don't know about that.

I believe that the third piece of the amulet is hidden from both of our sites, because it does not currently have a master. However, it will probably be possible if we merge the powers of our two amulets. I trust you well enough, for one power I have discovered is the inability for one portion of the amulet to be stolen from its owner.

We must come into contact with each other. If you would state your location, I could arrange for a mage to transport you from there to here.

*whilst waiting for an answer from her companion she closes her eyes and gently rocks back and forth humming a strange tune. she wanders around the minds of all the people in the land looking for something of interest, she soon grows bored of that and instead looks for larger than normal magikal auras. just before giving up she happens to stumble on the vision of two people talking. One of them was clearer than the other butey seemed to be joined in some way. She looked around the dungeon that they sat in. and then she noticed the amulet. a smile slowly spread across her face*

funseems found I.

you're not busy at all are you lovley?

*Vomar senses a sudden twinge*

My dear Garius, I believe that someone is attempting to spy on us. The amulets can easily remain hidden from the sites of others, but not if the powers are being used for too long. I will return soon, and give you some time to consider my offer.

*Vomar's image fades. Vomar looks around his room, and ponders*

Star of Skara Brae, hide me from magical site!

*The Star of Skara Brae emits a bright flash of light. Moments later, the entire area for miles is surrounded by a strange magical aura that would hide anything's presence from magical sight*

*handing her a platinum chalice filled with her drink Vlad sits back down and looks across the table at her. He feels her gentle probings like a soft carress across his mind but lets it pass knowing that nothing of importance is on the suface of his mind. He sees her smile and speaks*

Not busy at all sweetheart what is it that you have found that brings you such amusment?