Disorganised Stories of Noela Opia

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...Noela heard a rumor that a farmer needed help! Noela had nothing better to do at the moment so she ran to the farmlands to see what was happening. Apparantly she was way too late, the farmer said that he had sent three adventurers already to Ulgoth's Beard. Noela, always impatient, ran towards that direction without further information. She ran about in the area, got poisoned by a spider to such a degree she could barely stand, and eventually heard an incredibly loud roar. She hastily put on invisibility to avoid any additional spiders and limped her way towards the roar! When she came there she froze momentarily in confusion.
She saw a treant, an absolutely gaint boar as well as a treehugger being chased by a group of smaller boars. Noela immediately started weave about with her magic in an attempt to turn the tiny boars (by comparison) into a meaty mush. She stopped herself when the treehugger told her to stop. Noela was way too curious and confused by this mess not to obey. She stopped casting spells and watched the treehugger coax away the boars.
"We are disturbing their natural habitat." The woman treehugger said.
Noela turned to the gaint boar, wich was thrashing about heavily wounded while the treant was trying to wrestle it into submission. Again Noela started casting spells, but were told to stop! Usually she would never do such a thing, but since this was an incredibly unorthodox situation she could not help but let curiosity take over. She stopped casting spells and just watched the treant wrestle the gaint boar. Eventually it stopped thrashing about and just lay calmly in the grass. As soon as the boar calmed down the treant transformed into Ivan The Treehugger. Noela almost froze out of confusion yet again, since she had met this silly treehugger before. She also recognised a woman, Captain Silly Lilly, in the group of people.
It does make sense, after all, for treehuggers to transform into trees.
Obviously these silly green people wanted the boar alive, so Noela played along, she was interested in how this boar got so huge, after all.
When she looked over the boar it apparantly had an utterly oversized sickle, just like the boar itself, stuck to its side. Sparrow (The Bush-Eater) managed to climb up and pull it out, and the sickle immediately turned to normal size. After that we all took turns to examine the boar thoroughly. The boar had somehow been cursed to change it's behaviour and magically enchanted to increase it's size at least by a factor of five. Noela had no clue what could have enchanted the beast in such a way, neither did the treehuggers. We tried to dispel it, but to no avail. While the examining and dispelling was going on Noela overheard that the boar had eaten some kind of book, and perhaps it was the cause of this mystery.
The most obvious way to retreive the book would be to neatly whip about the boar with some absolutely glorious magic, or perhaps sing him a nice charring song of beautiful, dancing lightning, so you could later remove the book from it's dead, steamy corpse. But as always these silly treehuggers just had to complicate things. They wanted the boar alive. So with the help of some size increasing and transformation spells they pinned the boar firmly down (the sight of an oversized troll and an oversized iron golem holding a oversized boar is a mental picture that sticks) while Ivan carefully cut the boars stomach without harming it. He got bathed in some acid, but managed to get out the book without any real trouble. As soon as he got the book the boar managed to stand up and simply ran off into the horizon. Noela was ecstatic to see this powerful magical book that managed to increase the size of this boar to such a degree.
When she saw the book her eyes opened wide in absolute horror!

It turned out to be a stupid farmers book of Agriculture! The only magic to be seen was some whimpy enchantments wich protected it from acid, mold and age. Noela stomped the ground in annoyance and stalked back, together with the treehuggers, towards the farmer who desperately needed his book back for his livelyhood. The poor farmer had nothing whatsoever of value. Noela demanded a reward for this utter and total dissapointment. In her own words to the farmer: "Are you saying I chased down three adventurers, got poisoned by a spider to such a degree I could barely walk and then got ordererd about by some silly treehuggers, for nothing?!"
The farmer answered that the sickle was meant to be the reward, wich was in the hands of the stupid Bush-Eater. She had seemingly sneaked away with it. Noela pondered loudly at the concept of perhaps taking back the farmers book to sell it, it did have some enchantments, at least. After hearing the whine from the farmer she discarded that thought, instead she focused her frustration to finding her sickle, wich now is legitimately hers.
"Bah! I will just pry the stupid sickle out of the Bush-Eaters hands!"
Wich earned her one point towards EEEEVIL
http://www.bgtscc.net/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=44037 (30th November The Gaint Boar)

Some days later Noela met the Bush-Eater by the fireplace outside Friendly Arms Inn. Noela politely demanded that the crazy Bush-Eater gives her the sickle. After some debacle it all ended with Ivan whispering Noela a death threat:
"If you touch Sparrow, you will end up hanging from a tree."
Our relationship as been tense ever since.

Anyway!
What happened recently was that Noela noticed two lathanderites and Sparrow by the treehugger-shrine on the road to Beregost. We had a tense little chat, and then they stalked away. Sparrow seemed to be under the protection of those silly sanctimonious fullplate-extrimists, so Noela was rather hesistant to mention the sickle. Sparrow or Ivan had obviously told them. Apparantly she got herself two baby-sitters! Bah!
The end.

What are fullplate-extrimists, you ask? That is another story.
Captain Silly Lilly is a mysterious, singing, sneaky, pirate lady.
And why is Sparrow called the Bush-Eater? Because Noela saw her eat bushes, duh!

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Innie Threebottles, also called:
Inne LogicBane ShieldThrower BrowTwitcher HugSlapper BootStomper HugStuck Hatless.

Innie's wintellect is faulty.
Innie threw her shield towards Noela.
Innie's brow started twitching and eventually went berserk when Noela loudly expressed the concept of selling the shield Noela recently picked up.
(Innie went berserk, not her brow. Ambiguity sucks. Or wait... Innie's arms, and other parts of her body did go berserk, her brow probably went berserk as well, after all.)
Innie were expressing affection by punching people. ("Let's throw some chairs!")
Innie jumped on someone's plate boots.
Innie got stuck in a hug. (By the person with the plate boots.)
Noela stole Innie's hat while Innie was stuck in a hug.

Noela recently changed her silly blackgold robe into something more comfortable because robes are flowey and annoying. But because of the stupid pirate-hat she currently is wearing she is looking far too much like a pirate. Noela does not want to look like a pirate. Sadly, she will have to wait untill she meets Innie again. How on earth is she going to mock Innie unless she's visibly wearing the hat?

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Noela was incredibly angry and bored. Even though she knew it most likely would make her more angry and bored; she tried to entertain herself by looking at Mudd's junk.
She got more angry and bored.

In the corner of her eye she noticed the Black Poet, lover of the Fat Paper-Thinker, walking by.

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Barely able to breathe, almost blinded by pain, lying on a hill; holes from recently plucked arrows were still bleeding profusely.

She managed to look up and saw how the Bloody-Paper-Thinker, ironically, were trying to stop her bleeding with bandage.
The Crazy Sacrifice-Sanctimonious-BowMan, still holding his bow, and the Joyful-Dark-BeautyLover were standing beside the Paper-Thinker, all three looking down at Noela.

She scrambled backwards in panic when she was conscious enough to notice reality.
"No trust."
"Spite."
"Live."
Those were her most coherent thoughts.

People doing noise in chaos:
"Casted first.."
Hollow, sarcastic laughter
"Hey, hey, relaxy!.."
"My god rejects..."
"My grand master!.."
"Bow or die.."
"But.."
"I am pretty..."
"Servant.."
Chanting
"Accept this offering!.."
Wheezing and coughing
"She sooo pretty.."
Giggling
"Covenant of Darkness..."

She felt a familiar arcane jaunt.
Suddenly she was in baldur's gates farmlands.
"Safe?"
"No, no. Run."

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Noela was wandering in the forest, stumbled on a twig and hit her head on a stupid forest stone of doom. Lost and confused, head spinning too much to use the art, she is still wandering in the forest. Nobody knows if she ever finds her way back.

Edit: While in the forest she munched some berries, nobody knows if it was a good idea or not but that's simply what she did. After a while her head stopped spinning, maybe because of the berries, maybe just because time passed. Eitherway, she gathered her energy to teleport back to the good old Friendly Arms Inn to have a proper nights rest.

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Some fun screenshots.

Noela and Awnrette were knocking gaints. Awnrette got squished so Noela decided to carry her mushy remains to the temple. Sadly the god damn temple was a maze, she could not find any sanctimonious type, so she just set up her own little ritual zone in the basement and used a scroll.


While going through all that trouble she obvously had to take a shot in making the corpse believe she was her zombie servant.



When it did not work she had to get some other kind of recompense.



They met some sanctimonious types outside. Ooc hilarity ensues.



Enough of that story, this time Noela was the one to get squished! Here she is, waking up from ressurection confusion.

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Innie can go suck on a snail because Noela simply cannot be bothered to carry his stupid hat for eternity.

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Beware the waukeenite
As they walk with spite, pridefully blind
Head held high, gold in mind
Beware the waukeenite

With orbs of glass they make it rain
"Helping and doing good!" The say
Regardless of the pain
"Gold solves everything!" They pray

Beware the waukeenite.

They walk on forth, through baldur's gate
A trail of blood in their path
Watching those without a plate
With no fear of any wrath

Their intention was good, yet it brings no food
They keep on walking without restraint
At the festival, highcoin, they did purloin
Noela filed a Formal Complaint

Beware the waukeenite
As they walk with spite, pridefully blind
Head held high, gold in mind
Beware the waukeenite

Beware the waukeenite

"For you, Wyvernspur." Noela mumbles as she finishes the scribbles in her book.

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Noela accidentally found an orcish amulet with untapped magical power.

She examines it for a moment, the magic spitefully lingering out of reach somewhere inside it. Eventually just shrugs and shoves into her pack.

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Once upon a time Noela tried to rob a caravan with Teris.

It ended up in flames.

This time she tried to guard a caravan with a whole group of people.

It ended up in flaming fist threats.
As well as flames.

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"If I felt like doing something what would I do?"
Noela tiredly pondered to herself while sitting on a hastily unrolled blanket; staring with blurry vision in a book wich she stopped reading long ago.

"Perhaps I could amuse myself with thoughts?
Thinking about how I think, in order do understand myself better, maybe?
Chasing problems in a grand quest to improve myself?
Finding deeply rooted and hard-to-find concerns in order to comprehend their complexities?

She absently starts to chant a simple spell while reflexively weaving the required somatic components with her hands. As she looks up she now notices that it is raining; her usual protective bubble enveloping her. She stared at the sky for two and a half moments as the raindrops refused to hit her.

She got bored, closed the book, shoved it into her backpack and started walking SOUTH.

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Noela is fumbling about with multitudes of assorted pieces of papers, scrolls and notes wich would hopefully contain alchemical information about an affliction so powerful even the most powerful healing magic would be completely... Uhm, powerless against it. In other words:
An incurable affliction!
If she against all odds found something, she would not be able to comprehend it, since she has no real knowledge of alchemy. Yet she keeps trying, staring at page after page with bleary eyes. Frustrated and tired, after reading a specific passage she thought to herself:

What on earth does this substance have to do with the weave in any way?! If I remember correctly it is used for oiling blades! Or was it polishing boots?! Wait... It was something dull at least!... Pfft! Nothing of this makes any sense!!

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A very stiff woman thought in the past that Noela was dead in the past.
Since the stiff woman was politely corrected she now knows that she thought wrong.
Although, she might now think that she knows that Noela is alive, just because she was given enough evidence to think otherwise. In the past, at least.

So if Noela were to die at this very moment, the stiff person would think she knew the wrong thing.
This is different from thinking something wrong.

Hidden: show

Depending on when you read this, Noela might be dead already.

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Every day, every night, doing shady things in the bushes. The wind refuses to whisper, the storm is angry. Others seem to disagree as well. They look down upon her with scorn.

"Well FINE, I don't need you!" She bursts out firmly with confidence. Yet a tiny teardrop seems to escape down her cheek.
"I DON'T NEED YOU!" She repeats

She continued her shady things, possibly in the bushes or somewhere else.

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Stuck in the overarching gloom of the shadow realm.




Completely lost, almost out of supplies and overcome with despondence. Just beside them a portal to the Prime Material Plane shimmers with a weak, shadowy glow. Both Felix and Noela thought that something is better than nothing and came to the conclusion that a teleportation attempt was wisest. Since planar teleporting is beyond Noela's power, they had to go through the strange shadow-portal they recently found before attempting the final travel. The burning fury of the fire elemental of the other side was not easily extinguished, but Felix's iron determination won in the end. Noela quickly attempted teleportation but it was not strong enough to break thorugh the alien and ancient wards, far down in the earthen caverns.

Slowly burning to death from the inside by poisonous magma-gases, they hurriedly rushed back through the mysterious portal to the relative safety of the shadow realm.

With no other choice left, they wandered about in this dark death-maze, trying to find their way back.

They hopelessly found the orb wich would return them to the Prime Material Plane and the proper way back. They could not use it, since slow fiery magma death awaited them on the other side. It was suicide to challange the magma elementals on the way in with four people. Beyond suicide to attempt the same thing with two people. One rash blondie, wich had been patched up several times, with only enough energy to walk. One stoic, unable to dispatch fire elementals properly, since he insists on using a barely-enchanted blade.



The best course of action was to wait as Noela gathered energy for another teleport. She tried, and failed a second time. They simply sat there, the orb spitefully hovering in front of them as they tried to think of a way out that did not include death.

They did their best not to go insane. Thinking, meditating and possibly waiting for enough energy for a third attempt of teleportation. They kept sitting, and waiting for a long time. Then suddenly the two who they thought had left them for dead showed up. Noela wanted to confront and question, but her confusion and exhaustion said otherwise. Together they slowly managed to fight their way back to the surface.