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About this, Heracles goes on to say that:

"In those days, Cherneth was a young squire in my court. A giant blood appeared from nowhere, calling himself The Hammer of Mages, or some such thing. My memory of these events is rather sketchy. He took Cherneth under his wing. Taught him to tame the iron element, a secret Cherneth never shared. The Hammer of Mages called himself a Werser or some such thing. Cherneth stole from him a magical warhammer and proceeded to kill The Hammer of Mages, who, according to all witnesses simply disappeared into nothing. Not long after that, Cherneth attempted to overthrow my kingdom. If not for the Hammer of Heracles, he likely would have succeeded. So he settled for ruling this city."

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And while I'm amiable, I'm also really hardheaded.

"Not as strong." And I demo my zap.

I nod when he describes the hammer.  "Yeah, its up in my bedroom.  Associate Bob...." I call out.  He comes quickly,and bows.  "Would you mind taking one of the King's men up to the castle, and showing him where he can pick up that hammer of Cherneth's.  Also, King Heracles, this is my first assistant, a good right hand and a generous man, Associcate Bob.  Bob, of course, you know King Heracles."

I figure Bob will love to meet the famed and mighty.  And it will serve as a reward for his good service.

"That's not bad, Ralph. Keep  thinking on it. We might use that."

I walk over to Heracles.  "This is just easy to burn wood. Very easy.  Like the magic powder, but not. " I give him a couple handfuls of the sawdust.  I figure Heracles is going to want to play with this toy.

I consider.  'Werser', ....'verser'?

What was Jesus' first miracle?

Just saying.



Heracles says "How many times a stun setting would have been useful for interrogation....."

He shows you his and you show him yours.



Heracles claps Bob on the back and says "Yes, Associate Bob. Good to see you again."

Bob says "Likewise, great king."

When Bob runs off to fetch the hammer, Heracles confides in you:

"Associate Bob wanted so much to work for me. I told him to stay here and gather intelligence on Cherneth. He's been a spy for me for years. But his services will no longer be required."

Upon returning with the Chaos hammer, Heracles looks at that and at your breastplate. He matches the hammer up to a darkened spot.

"Cherneth hit you with this, did he not? Fortunate you are to have been wearing the breastplate. It looks like a small scorch mark."

Who knows what would have happened if not for the breastplate?



Ralph just smiles and says "Sure Boss." and he walks away.



He enjoys the plumes of fire generated. It never occurred to him to sprinkle sawdust into a fire.



Hammer of Mages, blacksmith with a Chaos hammer....... Could be......

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Just to clarify, that's a small scorch mark on Isis iron. Giants made that, okay? That's at least as surprising as seeing Rachel melt two black iron Order bracelets.

Who knows what Cherneth was going to hit you with?

The Hammer of Heracles is a six sides cube. The head is that bluish iron alloy. You have heard it called "Isis Iron" by the locals. On this world, Admin and Emily and were thrown out of the Garden of Isis. Supposedly, only giants know how to make the iron alloy. You've seen evidence that it is in part nanotechnology.

The hammer handle is about 2 1/2 or three feet long. It's pure black. It looks like vines and stalks twisted together. Altogether weighs about 35 pounds. In addition to Bonus Strike on his blows, it can magically throw fire, tornadoes and lightning. It can also heal and purify. About a match for a Chaos hammer.

Although Heracles is right handed, he taught himself to wield the hammer left-handed so he'd have full use of the gauntlet's abilities.

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I continue to enjoy the party until it gets late, and I start seeing some of my folk passing out.  I walk around, wake them up, tell them to go home.  The rest who want to talk late into the night, well, good on them.  I go to bed myself after telling Associate Bob where I will be.

Heracles is never more than 20 feet away from you. He might go off to talk to a lady or to get something to eat. But not long after, he's once again at your side.

You tell people to go to sleep. He tells them to keep partying. Some listen to you, some listen to him.

When you say you are about to go to bed, Heracles says happily "Ah, wonderful. Now you will tell me of your noble deeds. Come. Let us retire to Castle Cherneth...... Tadeusz Tower to refresh ourselves with a bottle of the finest wine. Twas made by the giants. I do not share this vintage with just anyone."

Yes, you're not a drinker, but this is a very special occasion. You would seriously offend Heracles if you refused. He's offering to share what might as well be a million dollar bottle of wine with you. You should be honored.

OOC) Jesus' first miracle was turning water into wine. Just saying.

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 51):

I sigh, and tell the sleepers to go party as well.  I go back up to the Tower, and refuse the bottle of wine.  If he stays, I tell  him my story.  If not, I go to bed.  Either is fine.  I don't want to offend Heracles, but I really want my bed.

When you refuse the bottle, and he sees how tired you are, Heracles says "I see. Just one tiny sip then."

And he pours precisely  that into a glass. Not wanting the wine, but not wanting to offend, you take the sip.

OOC) If you really must insist that you wouldn't even drink this much, then the following is null and void. But I can't imagine you being Quite That hard-headed.

The wine is like a flavor explosion in your mouth. It's sweet and spicy and aromatic. You taste flowers and trees and sugar and spice and everything nice. You are also invigorated back to full health and stamina. You don't feel intoxicated, you feel energetic.

Then he sits down at a table. The chair is too small for you, but he takes a sip of wine and says "Now, tell me of your noble deeds."

OOC) Now that you have actually tasted it and seen its effects, are you still sure you're not sharing the bottle?

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 53):

I take a tiny drink, and regret it.  That has to be addictive.  I put it down, and talk.

Heracles is puzzled by your reaction. "The delicious Umma Gumma wine. Non-alcoholic, non-addictive. Made by the giants. The closest man can get to tasting the fruits of Heaven. And you refuse it. A strange one, you are."

Nevertheless he pours you another glass. If you don't drink it, he will.

"So, tell me of your noble deeds."

OOC) And that means tell ME of your noble deeds. Put down what you're telling him.

In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 55):

He drinks it.  I don't believe its non-addictive.

"Well in another world, I sought to alleviate a problem I had part of causing.  There were what seemed to be undead monsters, humans turned to zombies, and I was able after getting a gauntlet from....someone....to heal them.  And this led me to another place where I was able to open a door and my good friend, he was able to find many seeds, and I think a cure for all of mankind while I was given this armor by these skeletons of giants.  Weird that."  I'm uncomfortable telling this tale, and I just want it to be over.  Bed, oh, sweet bed...

OOC) I'm just curious about your logic here. If he had called it "Juice" instead of "Wine" would you drink it? Also, why are you worried about addiction? Literally anything you eat or drink on any world could potentially be addictive. It's not addictive to the indigs, but your physiology is different. What I'm saying is you'll starve to death if you try to avoid addiction in the Multiverse.



You're not tired. The wine sip energized you. You could go for another hour, easily.

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At first, Heracles just grins as you tell your tale. Finally he breaks into open laughter. "You spin a fine yarn Tadeusz. A fine yarn indeed. I almost believed you there. If you are not comfortable telling me the truth, so be it."

But he's laughing and happy. He points you towards your bedroom.

In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 57):

Anything that awesome is likely addictive.  And perhaps I would have.

I gladly go to bed.  My mind may be spinning with energy, but my spirit needs to withdraw.  I want to be alone.

So Heracles points you to a bedroom. You sleep. When you wake up, Associate Bob is standing silently at the foot of your bed, watching you sleep.

"Good morning sir. The first day of the celebration has been a splendiferous success. How long do you wish to continue?"

And Heracles walks in, shirtless, wearing a towel. He's dripping wet. Apparently he just took a shower. He is muscles on top of muscles. He says with finality:

"The celebration will continue!!!!!"

And that's the end of that.

They're expecting you to get up and tend to the duties of a mayor.

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 59):

I nobly resist the urge to pull the blanket over my head.

Get up, and do whatever MCing I need to do.

"King Heracles is leading a hunt, all hunters are welcome."

Heracles already has breakfast made. Sweet rolls and yak milk. Some kind of spicy sausages.



Heracles looks surprised at your audacity. They he smiles broadly.

"Yes, Tadeusz!!! A raptor hunt would be most exhilarating!!! We must do that!!! You and I, and the Neanderthal warriors."

He's certain you suggested it because you want to accompany him.

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 61):

I would have hoped for better, but this is not bad.  Some hunting time would be good, and if raptors are what I think they are, then we need to wipe them out in the neighbourhood.  I've no desire to see some guy get ambushed out in the fields by a hunting pack.

I go to Ralph.

"Want to go raptor hunt with me, and King Heracles, and the rest of your crew?"  By now, I'm kinda enthused.  Food for the village, safety for the farmers, and getting away from the crowds for some hours all sound good.  I make sure to take a lot of water, and eat a hearty breakfast.

"OK, Heracles, you know what you're doing, so lead the way.  I've never been on a raptor hunt before."

Heracles asks what weapons you're planning to use. He himself produces a six foot long iron spear that he says Cherneth made.

"If only someone knew how to work the iron element." He says with disdain.

You know how to work it......



You try to go to Ralph. King Heracles stops you.

"Raptor hunts are not for the common man. Only for the elite of the elite."



When you express this to Heracles, he chuckles "And Noah should be most happy to see us. He resides still around Mount Ararat. There is the best Raptor hunting to be had."

He goes on to say that Noah guards the Vaults of Isis. It was constructed by the giants about the same time as Noah was building the Ark. It was sealed on the day Noah's historic voyage began. Nobody knows what's inside it, only that God promised its secrets would be revealed at the proper time.

You know what's inside it because you unsealed it at God's prophesied "Proper Time".



Heracles unhitches two of the sleds from the stegosaurus and leaves the majority of the people he brought here in the city. Only you, him, and the dozen sloped-forehead guys he brought come.

"Neanderthal warriors. Second only to giants for their fighting prowess."

And he looks at one of them and just points. The warrior drops his copper-tipped spear and climbs the side of a two story building like Spiderman. From the top, he somersaults off the roof, doing three flips in the air before landing on his feet and rolling back to his original position and retrieving his spear in one motion before standing upright back in his original spot.

Heracles looks envious "Oh how I wish I could be that acrobatic....."

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"Practise, practice." I say, and head off with him.  I'll carry a spear.  Not sure I want to bring Iron working to this world.  It might be good to hunt down the raptors, but it would likely also lead to war and empire a la the Hittites who oppressed the Israelites because of iron and chariots.

"So, what's Noah like?  And yeah, I'd love to meet him."

Hearing the tonal inflection, he says "Which is it? Practise or Practice?"

Then he kind of laughs and elbows you in the ribs to let you know it was a joke.



Heracles has numerous copper weapons. Swords, spears, clubs, etc. You have your pick of them.

"The Raptor is a formidable beast. Six feet tall, capable of running and jumping to rival the greatest Neanderthal warrior. Equipped with claws and teeth. But the meat is succulent when cooked properly. And the hide makes fine leather."

And he shows you a suit of leather armor which he claims is Raptor skin. Soft, breathable, but a copper blade bends when he stabs it. Although he does say it's not quite as sturdy before it becomes leather. Copper blades will penetrate it when the Raptor is wearing it.

OOC) Do you have any guns? I'll allow that you picked some up somewhere if you want to say you do. Since we're not really keeping track of such things.



You know what the world will eventually end up like. That's regardless of what you do here. I'd also like to point out that they don't have wheels either. Just saying.



"Noah is a cranky old curmudgeon. But he's earned the right to be."

And he whips the stegosaurus and it begins pulling the sled. It's just you and him riding onboard. The Neanderthal warriors walk alongside.

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OOC) Are you so not keeping track of your gear that you don't even remember all of your armor? For example, that sword you've got would cut a Raptor in half with a single blow. Not to mention the laser blaster on your gauntlet. So why are you using a copper spear?

I'm also surprised that you've not experimented more with your armor. What do you want to do with that? Do you want to learn its capabilities?

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 65):

I'll take two spears.  Are they balanced for throwing?

When he describes the Raptor, I gulp, and then nod to myself.  I'm a verser.  I've got super armor.  God is with me.  This is cool.

"Nice." I say when he shows me the raptor armor.  I try to get a feel for it.

"Can you knock them down, or is that a waste of time?  Do they leap to attack, or come in straight at you?"

I laugh when he describes Noah.

"Yeah, I hear ya'.  The father of the Human Race is owed some respect."

I keep an eye out as we slide along the road.

Of course. Be even better thrown by an atlatl.

OOC) You remember how much tech Magehammer introduced here, yes? Surprised I am you're not doing likewise. They don't have the wheel, the bow, they don't have iron. You could change the world.



To be clear, Heracles is wearing the Raptor skin armor, not giving it to you.

"They have a six inch retractable claw on each foot. Mainly they use it to climb trees....... then jump down out of the tree at you, brandishing that claw. As far as how to fight them, whatever works. Knock them down, spear them. Whatever works for you."

Then, in typical Heracles fashion, he does a full torso flex to show off his muscles and says "I enjoy wrestling them to the ground, personally......"



"Yes, he lives there with his family and a clan of giants. Together they guard the vaults of Isis. They speak of a prophesy of one who will eventually open the vaults, at God's appointed time. The prophesied one will bear the symbol of the giants."

And you may recall Elder Campbell showing you a symbol that was on the money you brought. Saying a prophesied one will bear that symbol. That is the symbol of the giants. It's on their battle flag.



The Neanderthal warriors spread out and march alongside the sled. They'd know if something was about to go down.

You started out in a bit of a scrub desert. It's gradually becoming more and more lush and green. Almost forest. You occasionally have the opportunity to pick fruit from trees that you pass.

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In reply to JohnA1nut (msg # 68):

I need to learn how to use them first before I try the more complex atatl.

My personality has changed some as I wonder whether rampant change is such a great thing always.

"Climb trees..." Hmm, not what I expected, but Jurrassic Park was just a movie. This is real.

I laugh with Heracles.  I think I'll just stick with stabbing them through the chest.  Although I did have one character who wrestled a dragon.

Hmm, that bit about Noah is interesting.  I think I shall just wait and see what goes on.

If I see Heracles pick one of the fruit, I'll get some similar.

OOC) I'm reminded of one of the new Star Trek movies. "Right after a culture that's BARELY INVENTED THE WHEEL just happened to see a starship fly out of one their oceans!!!!"

Yeah, I can see your logic. No matter what you do here though, the world will become the zombie world. There's nothing you can do to alter that course.



Heracles says "If you see one do that, just hold your spear up. It will jump down onto it. Easy kill. Try not to damage the skulls though. Those are valuable trophies."



"The giants will most definitely ask you where you acquired your armor. There is only one giant who possess a full suit. He is their leader."



He does and you do. Some that look like apples but taste like oranges, some that look like oranges but taste like apples.

It's a two day journey. Night is about to fall. You've got ample jerky and fruit for dinner, but Heracles prefers fresh meat. He asks if you would like to go hunting for dinner with him.

The Neanderthal warriors set up their own camp. It's the first time you've heard them speak. They've got their own language. They're laughing and joking. They're never off duty but this is their time to kick back and relax.