- Rise of the Dragon:
- Task Name:The Dragon's roar.
Tier:1
NPC or PC:PC
Location: Island currently on
Crew, Team, or Personal:-
Description:It came like lightning.Many message on posters were plastered on so many towns across not just Paradise, but the Blues, about a Archon being able to give anyone anything they wanted if they could make it to Royllo Island located in the Calm Belt. There was no directions or anything that gave any idea of what they'd get if they came. But, that wouldn't stop anyone.
There though is a hidden message within the posters, each being different, that if found will grant someone not only the location of Island but also the location of Ship that will take them there for free.
This is the first test Archon has given out that many will fail, as the only way to locate Royllo is by finding this message. Each poster is different and many people will have to use many different methods to find the message.
Enemy Details: N/A
Boss: No
"Ah, yes. Mother and Father will love this" She said, upon a fine golden table lay a pelt, a beautiful white pelt that shone with such beauty, beside it. A stuffed head mounted on a plaque. The plaque read "To Daddy, Her First Dirty Ape, Love Evie" it was true, she had been the one whom had killed the beast, Tod his name had been hi name, his aim had been to free her people. They had also decided to rally against her, so she had killed a few to make her point. In the end they paid the full amount of taxes two days later and she had less people to have to bother about. In all honestly things could not have worked out better. "Bring me the Den Den Mushi, I wish to call my parents" She uttered, waving her hand towards one of her servants. All the servants wore tatty patchwork clothing mixed with tatty sacs, they where stylish but man did those fuckers itch. It gave her satisfaction to know that her slaves where never comfy.
The slave left through the large steel doors to the throne room, only for them to open mere seconds later, A slave came running in, carrying a bunch of different pieces of paper. "YOUR MAJESTY, YOUR MAJESTY" A slave male came running forward. "This better be good, entering my throne room without being requested" she said, her emotionless face remained still, though irritation, annoyance, and a slight hint of disgust could be read within the emerald eyes. only her face as white as snow, with some red blush could be seen, her ears and hair hidden via her cowl, her jeweled crown upon her head. The red sash tied around her waste gave her purple dress definition and also served to hold her gun, which currently sat next to her upon the right arm of the chair. "Yes, yes your majesty, these fell, fell from the sky....we....collected....many but but they keep falling" "And this concerns me how?" she asked, her tone pointed, filled with boredom. "They...they bare your fathers signature" The slave said gulping. "Really? she asked, her interest peaked. she motioned for the papers, and then sent away the slave reading the messages. At the end of the door way the slave said one more thing. "each message is different, theres lots of different ones with different information" he said loud enough for her to hear before running down the hall, thankful that he had his life.
She would examine the paper, and realize what he was saying was true. "Interesting. WHERE IS THAT PHONE" she shouted, and moments later it appeared. She would call her father and mother toot sweet to find out exactly what was going on here.