Epsiode 38+ KPQ/ developments in Henesys
Sunday November 19, 2007
The winter’s first snowfall started in the afternoon and by sunset, almost all of Henesys Township was covered
in a thin blanket of snow.
Bob spent the day working in the barns in the Livestock Zone, an area 7 km north of Henesys. He was helping the other
lowly working noobs with loading the magic powered trucks with crates of smoked pig and mushroom meat.
by now the last truck was loaded. Bob leaned against the side of the wooden truck and looked around. The barn was built out of hard cherry wood. Giant bright crystal lights hung from the ceiling and the sounds of pigs grunting and the hum of the gas powered electric generator. One side of the barn was a massive pig pen holding at least 2000 pigs,
the other was divided into storage rooms. At the end were the bins and troughs holding food scraps and grains
for the pigs.
There was a small office building inside the barn too, right by the huge doors. The guys, dressed in 19th century type farmers/ worker clothes stood inside the office talking to one another.
Then the big guy, about 7 feet tall, huge black beard, wearing a green black plaid shirt and gray trousers came out.
He was nicknamed Bunyan for his sheer size and strength.
“Allright, in to the truck! We’re goin’ into town!” Bunyan bellowed.
The frightened little noobs climbed into the back seats of the cabin of the truck, Bob and Bunyan got in the front.
He fired up the power crystals which started spinning in the bottom, then the engine started.
Bunyan signaled for the other guys to pull the ropes, opening the giant doors. The doors were opened. Bunyan floored the gas and the truck roared as it came out of the barns into the blue twilight of post sunset. The storm had cleared revealing a gap in the clouds where the light from a green sky lighted up the flat plain snow covered fields.
The truck shook as it went over the icy gravel roads that criss crossed the giant fields.
20 minutes later, they were at the back entrance of the grand hall in downtown Henesys. The workers carried the boxes of meat to the kitchen where it would be either stored in a huge fridge run by a hired ice mage or to the kitchen where it would be chopped up and cooked or smoked.
Bob said nothing all afternoon since he had talked to Finkara. He realized the bowmen and their farmers looked down on non bowmen, especially the young noobs. These people ended up working if they stayed in Henesys too long.
Henesys was your basic grasslands farming town that resembled a 19th century town in Saskatchewan or Alberta.
The town was surrounded by farmlands and fields used to grow crops and raise live stock such as cows, chickens, mushrooms, etc. Farmers lived out in the farms and people in the city worked at carpentry, textile work (sewing, knitting, yarn work), black smithing, and making tools of various kinds. Henesys exports its surplus product to Kerning City (food for the secondary job class; not bowmen, thief, magician or warrior), Perion (weapons) and everything else to Ossyria. A few years ago, the Henesys Trading Company slipped a deal past the Equitas government* and they are working on exporting goods to the North via Peach Blossom Island.
The town people were also responsible for raising a big population of bowmen as well as produce goods for the town.
Even though Henesys was home to Equitas, the supposed government of Victoria, the whole region is heavily influenced by the Justice Arrow organization, who set up home in the grasslands and forests north of Henesys at the foot of Mt cypress.
One interesting fact about Henesys was that the people were against using electricity and magic power. They pretty much lived like the Amish. Electric and magic generators were used in the winter, however, to fuel the trucks, and keep the people warm against the zubzero temperatures of the winter. In the winter, the Henesys valley in Victoria is hit by freezing winds when an air current bends downward to the land. Surprisingly though, Amoria and Lith Harbour are not affected, and winter temperatures average above zero.
The style of most of the buildings in town was a unique mix- houses built out of giant mushroom plants, houses with straw roofs, and the newer wood built places and the most popular Tudor* style houses and buildings.
aside from that, Henesys looked like your average 1850’s town with wood sidewalks and roads of grass, gravel and dirt.
In the giant kitchen, the working noobs were tasked with set up of tables in the grand hall. they had no idea why they were setting up tables and preparing for a banquet. Bob remembered why- Finkara said the Bow Masters were coming home.
And at 9pm, Finkara was right.
A convoy of trucks and wooden buses drove down Victoria Road across the moon lit snow covered fields towards the town. As soon as the vehicles roared down the quiet streets of Henesys, residents came out to greet the new arrivals.
Most of the excited residents were wives, girlfriends, children eagerly awaiting their daddies, the town’s few GMs,
and the entire 85 white robed member Equitas group.
The Bow MAsters, all the rangers and xbowmen level 120 and higher jumped out the backs of the trucks, found their loved ones and hugged them.
People were cheering and talking excitedly; the streets lit up by rows of lanterns hung from the houses.
Bob’s ‘master’ this lady named Ari, whom he was assigned to serve, led him and the other noob, this level 15 rogue kid along with her own children, two brats with red hair out of their house into the cold after wrapping the kids up in thick coats.
“Kaiju!” Ari shouted, holding her youngest daugher in her arms.
“Ari!” a big blue-green haired ranger master said. He rushed up and hugged his wife amd kids as the service people watched.
“It’s been so long!” Ari cried. “You missed Angel take her first steps!”
“I’ts good to see you too, love” Kaiju said, holding the baby. Ari was four months pregnant with her when Kaiju left Henesys.
“And who might these be?” he said, looking at Bob and the other kid.
“They are the community workers given to me,” Ari said. “That’s Bob, and the other one is Squeep.”
“Bob, Squeep, you two been taking good care of my wife?” the fearsome Bow MAster asked sternly.
The kid almost had a heart attack but Bob managed a ‘Yes, sir,”
“They are very good workers,” Ari said. “Bob is new, but Mr. Bunyan says he is the strongest helper of his.”
“That’s good to hear. Where are you from Bob?” Kaiju demanded in his deep gruff voice.
“So, you are level, what, 65?”
“71, sir,” Bob said.
“And why is a high level like yourself doing service work here? You should be training!”
Finkara came to his rescue.
“I brought him here and my father put him to work. 1000 hours,” she said.
“Well then, lad, you keep up the good work. I will want to test you out at some point,”
Bob looked at Finkara questioningly.
“He wants to see how you fight,” she whispered in his hear.
“Well, then let us go inside,” Kaiju said, leading his wife into the house.
Meanwhile in the mayor;s office, mayor Jake Matheson Screw looked at the thick book that was the report from
the Masters’ mission. The Justice Arrow’s chief Peter Jalonska sat opposite the mayor’s desk, with several high level bowmen standing behind him.
“We,” Mayor Screw began, “were under the impression you guys were in El Nath, dealing with the Lycanthropes and yetis and what not, I mean the Dead Mine zombie poplation is low, even this time of year, We thought you were defending El Nath against everything there,”
Jalonska looked at the mayor. “That is the official report for Orbis.”
“But, then you are lying to us!”