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Fenni Makes His Way
Mission:  the Villa Mission
subtitle: The journey begins ...
By Fenni

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And wrapping up roleplaying for the mission, Fenninarnos makes his first appearance! Much like my first appearance on Equinox, Fenni found himself coming in late, and spending most of his time introducing his character. He's still on his way to the mission by the time it ends.

Although not what I'd call a comedy roleplay, it is written in a light, easy to follow tone. It establishes Fenni as one of the adventurers following Konall in his first roleplay. It's a well written piece that'll introduce you to Fenni, and includes a little bit of post ascention content as well. For the record, ascention "officially" hasn't been introduced into AiL, and it'll probably be some time before it is.

Your post is a'waitin, so get a'readin!


The sun rose over Fenni's luxurious residence (well adequate to be honest) located somewhere deep in The Desert Beach. The sounds of snoring could be heard emanating from the bedroom, when suddenly what sounded like oodles of cattle stampeding across a field could be heard (no pun intended). Fenni stretched out a hand and whacked his novelty Cow Alarm Clock from the bedside table onto the floor. Yawning and stretching, he wiggled out from under the covers, wandered across the floor and started to hunt in his chest of drawers and wardrobe for something to wear. After deciding on what not to wear and thinking to hell with it I'll wear them instead, he got dressed.

A quick wash, followed by breakfast later, he picked up his Clockwork Sword, took it outside and had a few practice swishes, narrowly avoiding chopping through one of the wooden pillars that holds up the entrance porch. Once satisfied everything was working Ok, he set off towards The Gnomish Gnomads' Camp to have a refreshing drink of Infinitesimal IPA at the The Gnomish Micromicrobrewery.

After a couple of hours of wandering, he finally made it to The Gnomish Gnomads' camp and aimed straight for the brewery. He was almost at the door, when Gnirf whistled to him and beckoned him to come into his hut. Fenni made the international symbol for needing a drink and then walked into the brewery. A few IPA's later (well 5 to be honest, not the usual 8 or so), he got down from his stool and decided to go and see what was Gnirf thought was so important he wanted to delay his drinking.

One inside Gnirf's hut, he found the Gnomad busy reading a note and muttering to himself. "Huh, hmm" said Fenni whilst tapping on a table in an effort to gain Gnirf's attention.

"Ahh, Tall One you have fingnally decided to visit, well better lagte than never I suppose. I have a message for an adventurer that may interegst you." as Gnirf handed Fenni the note.

Fenni handled the note carefully for fear of it falling apart, for it looked like it had travelled far and was very weather worn (or the Postal Pigeon has lost it's load). The text itself was fairly legible, but he managed to get the gist of it, that a Prince from another part of the Kingdom was looking for mercenaries (or adventurers if you please) to take part in a mission at the Icy Peak on Mt. McLargeHuge.

Fenni whistled in excitement as this was something different to just battering the sword against his house and visiting the Gnomads every day for friendship just to get well and truly drunk.

"Gnirf, thank you very much. I may not be back for some considerable time, will you and the other Gnomads look after my palatial residence for me?"

"I thought as much, you have seemed borged recently. I suggest you got to the Thungnderdome first to pragctice your rugsty skills, as well as pigcking up some replacement pargts for your sword. We will watch your hougse for you, as you are good friegnd to us Gnomads."

"Thank you my friend, I hope to see you in the near future," said Fenni as he left the hut and headed for the Thungnderdome. After several exhausting hours, beating Gnomes left, right and centre and picking up the odd part here and there, he headed back home.

After a busy hour (or maybe two it's hard to tell with a broken alarm clock), everything he needed, including his Fam-cast book was packed into his rucksack. Picking up his trusty sword, rucksack and shield, he headed away from his house and in the general direction of The Nearby Plains.

After the best part of a day walking, the scenery ahead of Fenni changed from nothing but sand to general greenery with little mounds here and there, on seeing this vista and praying it wasn't a mirage, he sped up and ran like a Yeti was chasing him.

As darkness began to take hold, the sand underfoot turned into grass and then without warning, nothing. Fenni dropped like a heavy stone into the Entryway of the Bat Hole. Peering around he ventured forward, only to forced back by the pungent stench of waste bat guano. Realising that going forward probably wouldn't be the greatest idea in the world, he turned round, walked toward where he landed and bumped into a ladder. He started to climb the ladder that led back to the plains, about halfway up it occurred to him, why do bats need ladders and who the heck was daft enough to build one anyway.

Brushing himself off and checking his possessions were still with him, he set off towards an eerie glow in the East. The faint glowing outline of a tall building was getting closer and closer, the word Factory and a Gherkin shaped symbol was just about visible. Fenni started to run towards it at top speed when suddenly there was strange groaning noise followed by a loud pop and the Factory disappeared. Fenni jumped with surprise and rubbed his eyes to check that they hadn't gone mad, but alas it has gone. Disillusioned that he'd failed to enter the illusive Spectral Pickle factory, he aimless headed in a North-East direction towards the Big Mountains.

After walking for a little while, Fenni realised it was getting a bit too dark to be wandering the plains, especially with Cemetary and the Cyrpt nearby. He paused for a couple of seconds whilst remembering the correct Fam-Cast spell that he needed. "Everyone Be Wary, I've Just Summoned a Flaming Gravy Fairy" he chanted 5 times, there was a sudden flash, and a floating mushroom shaped fairy appeared next to him. "Magical Burner, will you lead the way for me, so that we can get to the Mountains while avoiding the Cyrpt and Cemetary, please".

For the next hour or so, Magical Burner led the way, occasionally spouting flames and burning unseen potential combatants, eventually they reached the base of Mount McLargehuge. Saying the spell backwards 5 time, he bade fare well to Magical Burner and started the long climb towards the Icy Peak. As the sun started to appear over the horizon, Fenni stopped and got his Cold Protection gear out of his rucksack, as well casting a quick Freeze Prevention spell upon himself. He checked his bearings, he carried on, knowing that at any moment he could be attacked by the infamous Ninja Snowmen, that could suddenly appear from underfoot.

He passed numerous warning signs without stopping, when suddenly a three balls of snow appeared in front of him and morphed into a Snowman, that without warning slung a couple of frozen ninja stars towards his head. Reacting like lightning, Fenni managed to use his sword to deflect them and before the snowman could react, he jumped in the air, landed behind the snowman and with a swift stroke he cut off it's head. "Phew, that was close, think I need HHH's help here" he muttered to himself. A quick chant later, and HHH, a schizophrenic familiar to say the least, but strangely loyal, appeared beside him, with a look intensity on it's face. The pair of the safely made it across the Snowman's realm, having lost count of the number of decapitated snowmen that were left in their wake.

"Wish I could summon 2 familiars at once, but I think Dusty would be best for the next stage of my quest" he said to no-one in particular. A couple of quick chants later and HHH was replaced by Dusty, a particularly haunting figure that would scare the pants of nearly anything, including it's keeper given half a chance.

"This could get rough, Dusty, we best be careful these Mafia Penguins attack without warning and without a care in the world."

"Mrrrhhhhh", was the haunting response.

The pair set off very warily up the lower slopes of the Icy Peak. After only a few feet, 5 penguins appeared from absolutely nowhere and started to attack. Dusty, took on 3, knocking the heads of two of them together, before launching them over the cliff edge, then tearing the head off the third. The other 2 having seen what had just happened, bottled it and waddled off up the slope at great speed. Walking carefully forward, looking left, right, up, down and even behind them, they made their way slowly up the Icy Peak. All of a sudden, a net seemed to descend from the heavens and covered them both. Dusty tried to claw it's way out of the net and failed and Fenni's clockwork sword was having no impact. Suddenly, the earth seemed to shake, as the net was hoisted into the air. It swung wildly from side to side as the wind buffeted it, but eventually it came to rest on firm ground and the two captives were released, right in the midst of a company of Outcast Penguins, all with the look of hatred on their faces.

Fenni and Dusty backed up against the nearest available rock face and prepared to do battle. The first wave of Penguins attacked, Dusty seemed to go crazy and waded into them, Penguins were seen flying in all directions, bits of Penguin were left on the ground in it's wake. A few attacked Fenni, who swung his sword from side to side wildly, succeeding more often than not to killing with the first swipe. Eventually, a very blood covered Fenni and a no slightly less enraged Dusty left the seen of the massacre and headed along the only visible trail. Suddenly they came upon Penguin body parts and a very worn-out adventurer.

"Hello, I'm Prince Blahking. I'm guessing you're another adventurer meeting my call for help".

"I'm Fenninarnos Stormblazer and this is my familiar Dusty", he replied as he knelt on one knee.

"Nice to meet you, unfortunately that's all the time I have for pleasantries as we have to go and meet the gathering of the others who answered my call"

A quick chant to dismiss Dusty, and Fenni followed Prince Blahking, wondering what adventure lay ahead.


 
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