Marching Orders(dm sam) Wednesday October 3rd, 2001 10:06:04 AM
the guards seem unimpressed by Zeoll's speach. "Lets get moving." the centaur says. "You'll have your chance to talk in front of the council." then with the centaurs taking the lead and the minotaurs guarding the rear, the group begins to march down the streets. as they march, the group notices that their guards seem very tense, as if they are expecting trouble to happen at any time
Kale Wednesday October 3rd, 2001 10:08:19 AM
Noticing the mood of the guards, Kale keeps an eye out for an opportunity to break free of the guards.
Kenisha Wednesday October 3rd, 2001 11:07:14 AM
OOC- Does Rissa come with? Or did she stay behind?
Flat-top Wednesday October 3rd, 2001 1:54:29 PM
Flat-top marching almost behind Kale, whispers"I'm with you,Kale, any time your ready."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday October 4th, 2001 12:17:56 AM
Looking towards Raorr he watches him closely expecting him to lose his temper at anytime. Undecided wether he will join the minotaur if he breaks loose or not. He hopes it will not come to a fight.
Raorr Thursday October 4th, 2001 1:32:38 AM
Raorr restrains his primal urge to fight. He says to the rest of the group, through clenched teeth "Our mission is to help unite the Taurs. The chosen should not resist a united Centaur-Minotaur council request." It seems difficult for him to say, but he looks back at Kenisha and gives her a glance waiting to hear her comments.
Raorr walks in the direction the guards moition for the group to go. Raorr stops suddenly and yells at something in the air "Shut up, or I'll slice out your tongue, boy! They hear you shut up!" He then looks around like he's searching for something or someone. "Where did you go?".
Raorr smirks at one of the minotaur guards. "Don't look behind you, you won't find him there, he's real sneaky"
RAorr continues to walk, after about a hundred paces he says "But Imod, says not to kill the guards. Why go against his word." He pauses as if listening to a voice "ALright I'll warn him" Raorr looks at another guard "If you snarl at him again he says, He's going to kill you" With that Raorr continues walking.
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=14 Thursday October 4th, 2001 1:56:20 AM
Ceira figures it doesn't hurt to ask so she picks out the most nervous guard and asks, "You seem tense. What is it that bothers you?" She bats her eyelashes in a flirtatious manner.
If the guard lets her get close enough, she will lightly run her forefinger up and down his arm. "Well...? You can tell me can't you?"
(OOC: Would this be some sort of Intimidation roll or Gather Information roll? Either way, I have a +3 bonus to my roll)
Zeoll Thursday October 4th, 2001 6:37:06 AM
Zeoll shrugs and travels with the group. He is alert for any sign of danger.
Arrival(dm sam) d20=18 Thursday October 4th, 2001 10:03:30 AM
The guards resist both Raorr's and Ceira's attempt to distract them. In short order the party arrives at a massive building with a statue of a centaur and a minotaur at the front. Before the party can see any more they are escorted in the building and put in a small room. "Wait in here, the Council will see you shortly," the centaur says and shuts the door, leaving the group to their thoughts.
Leets Thursday October 4th, 2001 3:24:44 PM
The young Paladin looks around, and discretly says:
"Did you notice? They didn't even take our weapons....And there are no Wemics neither among the guards, neither among the statues...I now understand why it is only a "dual" council"
Raorr Thursday October 4th, 2001 5:46:58 PM
Raorr speaks again to the invisible person sneaky person around the guards "Your right little one, I'll tell him" Raorr looks at Leets "Of course there's no wemics in the dual council, only until you saw Kular did the three races all seems closer together." Raorr shakes his head "Minotaurs and Centaurs have never cared about the Wemics, to them Imod and Domi created only the Mino and Cen. In general, The mino and Cen think the Wemics are deluded in thinking they are part of the original race created by Imod and Domi."
Raorr stomps something on the ground repeatedly "Anooying bugs! There like humans, so many to kill, and they come in swarms."
Flat-top Thursday October 4th, 2001 6:32:18 PM
"Yes! that's what we use to think. But after meeting Zeoll and his brothers, we got into a few fight. Now! we know better. Said Flat-top, then adding for Raorr benefit," I resally cannot wait to see how you fair in a real fight?"
Kenisha Thursday October 4th, 2001 9:19:07 PM
(OOC- DM SAM!!!!! I asked a question yesterday and I'd appreciate it if you would answer it, it's important for how we go on with things. Did the human girl, Rissa, come with us to this Dual Council or did she stay back at the inn? Thank you)
Zeoll Thursday October 4th, 2001 11:35:55 PM
Zeoll keeps his eyes open as the group enters the building and passes through. Does he note any sign of veneration or respect for Domi/Imod? Any sign of other gods? What language(s) were the guards speaking?
Kalon the Wemic Friday October 5th, 2001 1:01:28 AM
Moving closer to Raorr Kalon asks,"Who are you speaking to Raorr? You're talking to the air"
Ceira Karwyn Friday October 5th, 2001 1:15:33 AM
Ceira frowns on her failed attempt to flirt with the guard. She remains silent as she crosses her arms and pouts off to the side.
We who are about to die salute you (DM Carl) Monday October 8th, 2001 5:03:29 AM
The party are eventually brought before the Dual Council, the forum for all disputes between Taurs of Lankhmar. It exists to prevent an ongoing state of all-out war from existing between the races. It is made up of six members--three minotaurs and three centaurs. One minotaur moves forward and addresses the party. “It has been alleged that this motley band of disparate Taurs has assaulted human children earlier this day, and must therefore stand before the Council to receive judgement. Let it be known that we the Dual Council find these charges to be erroneous and false. These Taurs are not guilty. However a more serious allegation has been made, and in this we must act, for it is said that these Taurs name themselves the Chosen of Domi, and that they preach unity of the Taur races. All know our races are at War, at the bidding of our God!” The minotaur shoots a filthy look at the centaurs at the High Table, a look which is returned with interest. “For this heresy they shall be subject to Taur justice! You shall play the current Champions in the sacred Kok’Annar arena! According to our laws, if you win you will have proved the validity of your case” (The taur says this with a smirk,; clearly the party winning is not considered very likely) ”and if you lose… you shall be proved heretics, and put to death!”
Before protestation is possible, the party is marched from the audience chamber and are taken to a temple of Imod, where they are made ready for the bout. All weapons, armour and items are stripped from them, and replaced with blue cloth garments. Those able to use armour are given the option to don dyed blue leather armour. Any two weapons each are then made available, but it is made clear that no magic items are allowed, on penalty of forfeiture of the game. Even spells may only be cast once the game gong has been sounded. Finally each party member is given a set of blue, soft leather gloves, and the spellcasters are given a sash, white for Zeoll, red for Ceira and Kenisha. When questioned on this, the attendants will only say “Because Honour demands it!”.
As the party are led towards the field of play the sounds of the crowd filter down the tunnel. In answer to the party’s protestations that they don’t even know the rules of the game, the attendants grin and say “It’s simple. Five balls in the centre of the pitch, teams start at either end. The team that scores the most goals wins. Oh, and try not to fall into the pits!”
And then they are in the arena. The roar of the crowd is deafening, but seems to be unified in its support of the centaur side, all dressed in red, that are taking to the field. The pitch itself is an oval field of combed sand, and at its centre there are five spikeballs of metal--red, blue, green, gold and silver--laid out in a line that stretches about twenty feet from end to end. On either side of the line of spikeballs is a twenty-foot-round, twenty-foot-deep pit, spaced twenty feet from each other. About thirty feet away from each pit is the starting line for each team--the starting lines are about forty feet from each end of the field. At the each end of the field is a ten-foot-tall, twenty-foot-round wooden platform with a four and a half foot tall stone pedestal at the front of it; the goals. A long, narrow wooden ramp leads from field level directly in front of the platform...it winds up and around to the rear of the platform. The attendants position the party on the starting line, offer a brief, insincere offer of good luck, then retreat from the field of play.
The crowd suddenly stills in breathless expectation. The opposing team (looking very composed and confident) paw at the ground, ready for battle. Then a gong sounds from the Council podium, and the game has begun!
Flat-top Monday October 8th, 2001 12:31:21 PM
Flat-top comes out of to tunnel and onto the field. He (with the rest of the party) look around and spots the all the Centaurs are wearing red and one of then is wearing a white sash like the one Zeoll has on and two of the Centaurs are wearing red sashes like Ceira and Kanisha have on. Also a quick look at the goals and the pit. Also the five balls in the center. "OH! Great! they are all Centers. That means they are faster than our Minataurs and our Wemics. That means we centaurs will meet in the center at the same time, GEEES! that means two to one??" Flat-top turns to the rest of the party, "Even I we should get one of those spike colored balls, Which goal do we put it in?. THEN the gong sounds off Flat-top galloping at full speed for the center of the arena and those spiked balls.
Zeoll d20+1=16 d8+1=2 d20+1=8 Monday October 8th, 2001 2:53:01 PM
When Zeoll's sword is taken, anger is clear on his face. "Domi himself," the wemic priest says, "took this verry sworrd frrom my hand, blessed it and enchanted it, and gave it back to me. Do not prrofane this holy blade! I charrge you to trreat and hold it with rrespect!"
The liontaur claims a greatsword and a longspear as the two weapons he chooses to bring into the Arena. He can weild both weapons at the same time, one in each hand, but in a close fight he intends to use only sword and paws. The spear, which is a reach weapon, Zeoll intends to use against enemies as they close [OOC: the spear should afford an attack of opportunity against opponents within ten feet, especially one closing to attack at a five-foot range.]
Zeoll sheathes the sword and carries the spear ready.
As soon as the gong sounds, Zeoll sprints, and Flat-top may be surprised that this wemic, at least, is hot by his side [OOC: thanks to his Run feat].
"I guess we have to put the balls in THAT goal," Zeoll says, pointing to the goal far away from the group, near where the red team started.
If Zeoll gets to the center of the arena before the opposing team, he will pick up the blue spiked ball in his free hand. [OOC: that's a half run (under 100 feet) as a move action and a pick-up as a move-equivalent action, right?] If an opponent then moves in an area he threatens, Zeoll will attack if he gets an Attack of Opportunity.
If Zeoll gets to the center after the red team arrives, he will charge to attack with the spear, holding it in two hands. He makes the charge from ten feet away, so that after his attack, if an opponent want to fight with a non-reach weapon, Zeoll hopes to first get another attack as an AoO as the opponent charges.
Zeoll won't pick up a ball if there are enemies close by, since picking up a ball probably allows an AoO.
[OOC: Two attacks above to use as needed for a charge and maybe an AoO. The first hits AC 16 (AC 18 on a charge) for a measly two points of damage! The second attack (possibly an AoO) misses (AC8). It's possible, of course, that neither of these attacks will be used.]
Leets Monday October 8th, 2001 3:38:13 PM
The young Paladin bitterly let those people take his equipment, given by his mother, a paladin herself.
"And you'd better take care of it!"
Once allowed to take weapons, Leets will choose a wooden staff and a leather armor.
When he enters the arena, the young centaur is half amazed, half terrified. He looks around, very impressed by the crowd all around, and by being one of the center of interest of so many people. Suddenly, the gong sounds:
"Zeoll! Flat-Top, I'll go on one side, they will have to send more people to stop me and it will be easier for you!"
Leets begins to gallop along the wall on his left, going ahead as quickly as he can. While running, he focuses on the opponents to locate any real bad guy and prepare to some "punch below the belt" (detect evil).
OOC: anybody running by Leets' side will benefit from the paladin's aura of courage (+4 saving throws against fear effects).
Kalon the Wemic Monday October 8th, 2001 9:34:57 PM
Kalon emerges onto the field and stands by awaiting Kenisha's orders. As he does he flexes and bends loosening his limbs for the contest.
"This is insanity and foolish besides I think this council is in need of defeat not the team across the way." he looks back down the tunnel,"If we must fight these centaurs and are badly beaten we will be failing our god. Even if we win we are failing in our mission I say we do nothing. Face the council."
Ceira Karwyn d20+5=16 Monday October 8th, 2001 9:37:06 PM
(OOC: Umm... Ceira is a Wemic so I don't know if you had special intentions for her to wear red. Because she is female perhaps?)
Not being very proficient at any melee weapon, Ceira frowns but decides to grab a long spear. She might be clumsy with it but if she can swing in mighty arcs, she might get lucky. She dons the blue outfit given to her. "Bleh, what a tacky color." she comments.
Upon entering the arena, Ceira gasps at the sight of the centaurs. "Soooo many centaurs!!! Aaiiiyeee!"
As she attempts to regain her composure, she misses a few precious seconds at the sound of the gong. "Just focus on the field. Just focus on the field." she mumbles to herself as she prepares to make the dash. As her mind begins clearing again, she yells, "Hey! Let my Unseen Servant handle the balls while we all protect him in a circle. This'll give us one extra fighting hand... paw... hoof... whatever."
Ceira closes her eyes and concentrates to shut out the noise. She begins chanting the verbal words that calls forth an Unseen Servant. (OOC: Concentration Check = 16)
Raorr Monday October 8th, 2001 10:28:36 PM
Raorr looks at Kalon, and says "This city is tainted and impure, wild thoughts are in my head, I see little human children every where sneaking around the legs of the guards."
Raorr speaks uttering under his breath as he's shoved away. When they remove his equipment he's still muttering.
When they offer weapons he takes his Masterwork Greatsword (Total BAB is +6) and a Spiked Guantlet (Total BAB is +5), He takes the Blue Leather armour (AC is 16 or 17 w/Dodge vs. First Opponent met).
Raorr looks to Kenisha and says "I guess today is a good day to die, huh" He notes the three taurs already moving up ahead. "I wonder if this arena has hidden pits as well?"
Raorr will move toward the Goal of the Taurs, and walk up the Ramp.
OOC: Have fun guys. I'm not gonna do anything until I actually find out how many opponent there are and what they are equipped with.
Kenisha Tuesday October 9th, 2001 1:32:49 AM
(ooc- I'm guessing that the red sash means arcane magic and the white means divine magic)
Kenisha chose a sling and a heavy mace when offered her choice of two weapons and then entered the arena.
"Kalon, Raorr! Stay back here with me. We will defend this end from the opposing team in case Flat-top is right and they have to come this way to score."
Kenisha will be prepared to cast a Magic Missile if any of the opposing team come across the blue line.
Kale d20+1=12 d6=5 Tuesday October 9th, 2001 5:26:02 AM
not happy at all about loosing his robles, Kale dawns the blue armor and chooses a short bow and a mace as his two weapons. as soon as everyone takes off, Kale stands right where he is and shoots an arrow at the nearest centaur(hit ac12 for 5 if it hit) then he sticks six arrows in the ground in front of him and waits for his next target
And the winner is... (DM Carl) Tuesday October 9th, 2001 6:21:17 AM
Both teams of eight spring into action. Spells are cast, the front lines of each team charge towards the centre, and defensive positions established. Kale's arrow bounces off the red leather armour of a charging centaur, curt orders are yelled over the din of hooves and the roar of the crowd...
Then, mere moments after it has begun, it is over. From the Dual Council podium a venerable minotaur cleric rises to his feet, his oustretched, accusatory finger shaking with rage and disbelief as he points at the Champion Red centaurs. He cries out, in a roar of such terrible fury that the entire crowd is startled into silence, "DISHONOURR! We arre SHAMED! There is CHEATING at the sacred Kok'Annar!!"
Everything stops. The crowd turns to stare at their noble champions, who are frozen in place under that terrible, wrathful gaze. On each one of them, clearly visible, is a glowing red spot. "They are wearing TRRAINING STONES!!!!" The Council member, now incoherent with rage, has to be helped back into his seat. It seems the centaur team did not expect the Dual Council clerics to check them for magical enhancements, only these upstart Blues, the 'Chosen.'
The deadly hush explodes into a cacophonous din, as furious spectators hurl their rage, abuse and ringside snacks at the rapidly retreating Red Team. Soon the Chosen are alone at the centre of the arena, and slowly the crowd grow silent once more. For the realisation is spreading of what this means. Of what has happened here today. Without a ball even being touched, The Chosen of Domi have won!
Kale Tuesday October 9th, 2001 9:23:04 AM
Kale looks around a bit, then says. "That was easy." as he begins to pick up his arrows
Kenisha d20+3=21 Tuesday October 9th, 2001 10:30:25 AM
When the elder minotaur first stood and called out, Kenisha was confused until she realized that he was pointing at the centaur team.
"We've won?" Kenisha says a bit stunned. "We've won!" she repeats excitedly. She then hugs both Raorr and Kalon.
Once the crowd is silent gain, Kenisha trots up to the podium and the council. In a carrying voice she states, "We ARE the Chosen of Imod; who is Tomi and who is Domi. The war between Minotaur and Centaur is ended and we have embraced not only one another, but our brothers and sisters of the wemic race as well."
"Tomi in his wisdom sent us to this city for a purpose, clearly a part of that mission was to spread the word to those of his children whom have traveled far from their native isles."
(ooc- the roll above is her diplomacy check if needed)
Flat-top Tuesday October 9th, 2001 12:04:52 PM
Flat-top is ready to strike back at the first two or three that comes his way. The every thing stops and those word come to rim loud and clear. The Red Centaurs are wearing Training Stones, The Chosen Ones Have Won." Flat-top turns and faces the Dual Council and the Crowd, then he tears his tunic off to reveal that he had NO armor on. Flat-top yell at the crowd,"Thanks be to Domi(flat-top raising the only weapon he had) that is how much faith I have in our God." Then tells Kenisha," Kanisha ask the Dual Council Who among them is so afraid of us, that they would CHEAT by giving them(red Centaurs)Training Stones. Also ask the everybody to frogive them." Them puting his arm around Zeoll, "Let's go and pick up our gifts from Domi."
Leets listens at the elder, and then trots proudly before the red team, breaking his staff on his knee and throwing the two pieces on the ground.
"We should have known it was some test from Domi, once more he didn't abandon us!"
After that Leets comes by Kenisha's side while she talks, crossing his arms on his chest and noding. He gets a look at Raorr and finally says:
"Hey my friend, this time it was quite serious, but I'm sure we could have some fun with this game, don't you think so?"
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday October 9th, 2001 3:53:55 PM
Kalon blushes and feels happy at Kenisha's hug. Then calmly lays down shaking his head,"What was the point of that Tomi?" he asks to the air
Zeoll Tuesday October 9th, 2001 6:18:21 PM
Somewhat startled by this turn of events, Zeoll gapes for a second. Then he rejoins the group near Kenisha and listens to the wisdom of her words. He is less excited at their "victory," which he hardly felt was earned. But Zeoll nods in agreement with Kenisha's speech, and he cannot think of anything to say that would add to it.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday October 10th, 2001 12:38:08 AM
"YAY!" Ceira shrieks and hopping up and down. Realizing the crowd's eys are on her, she clears her throat and regrooms her mane as quickly as possible. She waves to the crowd with a big smile while walking back to the group. Ceira is loving the attention! She silently commands her Unseen Servant to continue following her until the one hour duration is used up.
When she overhears Kalon, she responds. "Perhaps it intended to show everyone a message. Look at us, a team of Wemics, Centaurs, and Minotaurs. All stand as victors to show that we can indeed be united. True, this was not a real victory but our willingness to work as a team is victory enough for Tomi. Do you not think so?"
Chosen! Chosen! Chosen! Wednesday October 10th, 2001 5:59:54 AM
The group stands before the Dual Council at the podium. At first these august members are too stunned to respond to Kenisha, until eventually the minotaur cleric who first denounced the Red Team rises to his feet once more. In a clear, ringing voice he says “Chosen of Domi, by the treachery of our Champions, by your victory in the sacred Kok’Annar, you have proven your words to be unassailable Truth. The dream shared by our peoples has been made reality. Domi has indeed spoken through you; it is Domi’s will that Taurs be united!” He turns to the crowd and cries “IT IS DOMI’S WILL THAT THE TAURS BE UNITED!” In turn the crowd begin to chant, hesitantly at first, then with growing passion; “DOMI’S WILL THAT THE TAURS BE UNITED! DOMI’S WILL THAT THE TAURS BE UNITED!”. A great Centaur, aged but powerful, moves to the Minotaur’s side, and places a hand on his shoulder.
“From this day on,” the centaur says to the party, “we who have fought so long amongst ourselves, we brother Taur, shall stand as one race, under one God, who is Domi, who is Imod, who is Tomi. ALL HAIL THE CHOSEN OF DOMI!!” The crowd launch into a rousing chorus of “CHOSEN! CHOSEN! CHOSEN!”.
A banquet is announced in your honour, both as winners of the Kok’Annar, and as bearers of Domi’s Holy Word., and preparations begin at once for a feast that same night. You are taken to sumptuous (by the standards of most of the party) apartments, and provided with grooming that leaves the fur of those that accept it wonderfully clean, fine smelling and soft. The party gather outside the apartments, refreshed and reunited with all their gear (which has been expertly cleaned and polished), as the councillors approach to lead them to the feast.
Kale Wednesday October 10th, 2001 8:48:36 AM
dressed again in his red robe, Kale puts the hood over his head as he enters the banquet hall
Zeoll Wednesday October 10th, 2001 9:06:43 AM
As the group gathers together before entering the feasting hall, Zeoll muses aloud.
"My hearrt bewarrns me that the changewinds arre blowing most strrongly, and with them, events are flying by fast! Well, let us fly with them, so that at least we will rretain more dignity than if we rresist and then arre blown away!"
Zeoll enters the hall with his fellow Chosen.
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday October 10th, 2001 10:03:05 AM
Looking toward Ceira he says,"The ways of the gods are not to be known by the likes of me but I ask you what unity did we demonstrate. Half ran ahead eager for battle not waiting for the appointed leader to direct their actions. We showed no effort to work together for in truth we did not know what it was that we were to do to succeed. As for our "victory" we defeated no one, they defeated themselves. Yet in their defeat they showed unity for they all "cheated" together. If there was a victory here it was by the will of our great god and not by our actions. I would not question the will of our god to do what is right but our people will not learn to live together without choosing that path themselves after many trials and tests" rising to his feet he returns down the tunnel he entered by.
Later with the feast plans announced Kalon quickly dismissed the groomers before attending to his own bathing and grooming. The heaviness in his soul not lessened by the comforts around him. Closing his eyes he feels his spirit return to the open savannah of his home. His feet upon the grass as he runs freely. The walls around him and the city around the walls no longer constraining him. For the time before the banquet he sits in this form of meditation. Feeling no joy over what occured today. He removes his amulet from his neck staring at it. "What will we become oh mighty Tomi if we cannot learn to stand on our own. To make our own choices to stand as brothers. Not because of your will but because of our own. You are our great father and wise beyond all here on this world but we cannot always rely on your wisdom alone. We must learn our own wisdom if we are to survive"he prays to the wind so absent from this place.
When the council arrives he is lost in his troubled thoughts and follows after the group.
Leets Wednesday October 10th, 2001 1:19:17 PM
The young paladin gladly takes his equipement back, and thanks the one who has been cleaning it.
Leets will only wear his blue tunic without his chainmail for the feast. While waiting with his friends before the doors, he looks both nervous and at the same time he can't wait seeing what the feast will look like, which people will be there, what all will have to do, and many more questions...Finally, he is simply happy to have a good time with his fellows taurs.
Flat-top Wednesday October 10th, 2001 3:47:24 PM
Flat-top bathes and groom and powders and polishes and so on andso on... Until he feels like a new colt. Dresses in his old armor, including his Morning Star(That Domi gave at the calling)around his neck. Out of his room and into the hall, where he meets with Ceira,"Ahhh! What a beautiful Wemic we have here, would you do me the favor of accompany me to the Banquet? Besides let's show them that Centaur and Wemic are Taur too." With this said, Flat-top holds out his arm for Ceira to take. Then into the banquet hall they enter.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday October 10th, 2001 8:32:02 PM
Ceira exerts an awful lot of effort in preparing for the banquet. She spends several minutes picking out only the best shampoos, skin creams, brushes and other miscellaneous ointments that are provided. After a few hours of cleaning and grooming, she steps out of her room wearing a cherry red dress.
"Ahh! Greetings Flat-top and thank you for the compliments." Noticing the outstretched arm, she continues, "Thank you. I would be honored." and takes his arm as they march out into the hall for all to see.
Kenisha Wednesday October 10th, 2001 11:29:17 PM
Kenisha bathes and rebraids her hair, making sure that the five braids on the very top of her head contain only her white locks of hair. She dresses in her off-white tunic, puts the ring from Domi back on her finger and goes to join the others.
She smiles at Flat-top's over-the-top flattery and frowns a bit at Kalon's silent thoughtful face, but says nothing as she follows the with the others into the banquet.
Raorr the Confused Minotaur Thursday October 11th, 2001 2:36:53 AM
Raorr walks silently out of the field and waits for the banquet to be announced and arrives with the group.
Raorr looks at the group and then says "Do you realize I haven't killed something in at least a week, I'm going crazy with all this structured combats, no violence for sake of Violence, no one on one combat, nothing not even a barfight." Raorr touches his forearm noting the virgin hide still has no blood stains yet "I got this armour, I want blood. Of course I'll wait, as always. Raorr must wait and let Domi guide us like children. I'll behave, but I warn you now one anything provokes me I break, got it?"
Eat drink and be merry (DM Carl) Thursday October 11th, 2001 5:43:30 AM
The open air feast that night is beyond your wildest imaginings. Back home on the islands some have seen fine meals, but nothing to rival this evening’s festivities. Musicians, entertainers, dancers, fireworks and food fit for the gods all intermingle in a joyous maelstrom of colour, sound and laughter. It is more like some great festival than a meal. The joining of the races in brotherhood (and sisterhood) under one God is a profoundly joyous occasion, and the Chosen at are the centre of it all.
Kalon, lost in thought, is startled to realise that he has attracted attention. As he comes out of his reverie he notices a white bearded old centaur, with a wise and merry twinkle in his eye has been watching him. "What troubles you my son?" the centaur asks. Their resulting philosophical debate is lengthy, passionate, and ends in strong mutual admiration. "All I'm saying" laughs Palindale the centaur in closing, "is that it is not for the likes of us to know the wills of the Gods. Perhaps the lesson was that sometimes all you need is the courage to stand up for what you believe in, that fighting isn't always neccessary to achieve success. Perhaps Domi has some greater plan in play, or perhaps his intent was to get us talking! Now lighten up, my friend! Take pleasure in these celebrations in your honour!"
Roarr is formally invited to participate in the Minotaur sparring tourny. He participates in several bouts of the savage no holds barred combat, scoring many a deciding blow with his horns and fists. The attending clerics have their work cut out healing up those he has defeated. The Final is a spectacular affair; cheering crowds, an enormous opponent, quick and clever and strong. In the end, though outmatched in speed and skill, Roarr triumphs, surviving blow after blow through sheer will power and refusal to quit. His opponent finally topples to the mud and Roarr is proclaimed victor to raptuous cheering. Healed by the Brothers Roarr returns to the High Table where the rest of the Chosen have a place of honour, bearing his gold winner's medal.
Much laughing, flirting, and joy fill the night air.
Kale d20+6=20 Thursday October 11th, 2001 9:15:35 AM
"This isnt for me." Kale mutters to himself as he tries to move through the crowd unnoticed back to where he dressed for the party(move silently roll of 20)
Kenisha Thursday October 11th, 2001 9:43:02 AM
While watching Raorr fight, Kenisha asks one of the coucilmembers about the sacred game they almost got to play.
"I am very interested in learning more about it. How did it get strted? Also, and please don't be offended, but what precisely are the rules? We were told tht we had to move the balls from the center to our goal, but we didn't know which one of the two was our goal."
Raorr the Victorious Minotaur d20-2=5 d20+3=4 Thursday October 11th, 2001 3:28:24 PM
Raorr returns to the table and sits down relaxing "Now that got the blood pumping"
Raorr looks contemplative for a moment and then says "I think our purpose in Lankmar is finished, The whole part about Honor and the Truth, this day was definetly able to cover it." He looks at the festive Zeoll, whose probably banging on his drums and singing a song (my guess) and asks him "So Zeoll what was the exact lines the prophet girl gave us for Lankmar?"
Raorr's mood seems very relaxed now and he's lost the dumb barbarian look however when he touches his armour he grins he moves it over to see that Leets? That's tough Rhino Hide armor, and now it's bloodied, I'm ready for any fight now." Raorr bellow a cheerful yell into the air. "Feels good to be alive"
Raorr approaches the coupe of Flat-Top and Ceira "I see you two are comfortable, get up go out there show them you're not afraid of mixing taurs, be an example not a spectator"
Noting the old Centaur leaving the WEmic behind, Raorr approaches Kalon "So has my soul-friend learned anything that he could teach a wild Minotaur like myself? Did ya see me fight, almost lost that last match, I'm sure I broke something in my chest, but the healers fixed it up nicely."
As the Evening ends, or the sun rises RAorr will finally approach Kenisha "So are we going to deal with the Bad Lady or we gonna continue our journey elsewhere?"
OOC: Roll of 5 was to a Spot roll, but forgot I needed a Listen roll for Move Silently... result is 4 (of course, a botch).
Flat-top Thursday October 11th, 2001 3:32:35 PM
When entering the open air Festive Area, every body there was having a great time eating, talking and the games (that Raorr loved so much). But Flat-top thought that they needed more mixing of the Taurs. Since the music was so beautiful that Flat-top ask Ceira for a dance. "Come Ceira, let's dance together and show them How two different taur can dance together. " So off they go in the middle of the dance floor and started the Four Step and then go into the Jitter Paw. It was not too long when a hamsome Miniature Interrupted Flat-top to ask Ceira "Would err I mean err Could I have this Dance with you? Please?" Flat-top wink at Ceira and whispered' Go get them Girl.' Flat-top bowed at Ceira. "Here you go, You Good Looking Bull you!" Them off he goes to drink, Eat and have fun with the rest of his party.
Kalon the Wemic Thursday October 11th, 2001 7:39:31 PM
Shaking his head at the departing centaur he looks up when Raorr speaks to him,"I only saw a little of your fights. You fought like an epic hero from a storyteller's tale. However you rely on the same headlong charge all the time. Someday somebody will turn that on you my friend and hurt you severely" he shakes his head again as he looks out at the merriment around,"This is an illusion we have not learned anything. We like children have been told what we should do and we obey like children. Our great god's will and plan are certainly a mystery to me but if it could be turned so easily by our god why was it not done long ago. I am in no mood to revel the others feel that we won a great victory and that this revel surrounding us is because of something we did. I do not feel we have done anything to warrant such an event as this."
Kalon paused his eyes falling upon Kenisha, "Perhaps I will go ask Kenisha to dance my friend" he claps the big minotaur on his shoulder,"Congratulations on your victory"
Walking away from Raorr he goes to where Kenisha sits talking to some of the council. Waiting for a break in the conversation he bows deeply toward her,"May I have this dance fair Kenisha?"
Zeoll Thursday October 11th, 2001 7:54:17 PM
Zeoll struggles to remember the words of the girl that kale told teh group. But his good memory kicks in, and he recites, "Wanderr the strreets with naught to see But this child with a prrophecy. Infidels within must sufferr theirr fate Whilst believerrs trravel thrrough a gate. Play the tune for the key to be found Then the Chosen will soon be Lankhmarr-bound. Honorr is all forr a cause that's just, The trruth will prevail, as it must..."
"Not much left to do therre I think," Zeoll adds.
"I know that events seem to move most quickly, and it seems that change happens in ourr despite. But so it must be, I have been taught, when the gods so will."
...For tomorrow we die (DM carl) Friday October 12th, 2001 4:46:45 AM
Dancing and conversation continue into the night. Kenisha realises her mistake in asking about Kok'Annar; she has great difficulty in escaping the seemingly endless barrage of details about the game on offer. Kale, unimpressed with the festivities, slips away back to the apartments.
Despite the heady swell of reconciliation and unity, there remains one dark undercurrent that will not be silenced. The party cannot help but overhear a recurring theme emerge in the conversation as the evening wears on.
Bodies, it seems, are being exhumed. The wave of graverobbing that has been sweeping Lankhmar for weeks has extended beyond its human population. Centaurs, minotaurs, even wemics are no longer safe in their graves. Someone, it would appear, has been stealing the bodies of the dead. The party, in positions of honour at the High table of the Dual Council, are informed that spies and informers point towards an establishment known as the Journey’s End as a possible link in this dark chain. Suspicion has fallen on its owner, one Mistress Maldreen.
When the Chosen relate the tale of young Rissa and her dreams of ‘the bad lady’, the venerable Minotaur cleric (who informs you that his name is Kranak) grows solemn. “This girl knew of you and your actions, you say? She must be blessed by Great Domi Himself. Truly she has the Sight. And she has named this Maldreen as the one you must seek?” He rises, suddenly flustered.
“Chosen, your path is clear; you must seek this woman out without delay! In keeping you here we have been guilty of obstructing Domi’s Holy Will! My most sincere apologies!”
And so, having picked up Kale and their remaining gear from the apartments, the Taurs find themselves making their way through the (still busy, even at this late hour) moonlit streets of great Lankhmar, heading once more for the Journey’s End.
Kale Friday October 12th, 2001 9:27:37 AM
"No rest for the weary." Kale says. "But at least we're in my element."
Flat-top(one for the road) Friday October 12th, 2001 10:23:57 AM
Flat-top, after hearing that they are going the quest (the one they came hare to do). Flat-top grabs a goblet of very good wine and off he goes to Kale's apartment and knocks. When Kale opens the door, Flat-top gives him one of the goblet, "Well my friend, we are on the march. But before we leave, one drink for those who are about to die." They both drink and picks up their gear. Off they go to Journey's End.
Raorr the Minotaur d20+7=10 8d6(4+1+5+2+6+6+6+4)+12=46 d20-2=17 Sunday October 14th, 2001 2:50:21 AM
Raorr cheerfully places his gold medal in his pack for safe keeping, while he walks with the group.
"So our next foe has chosen to steal the bodies of the dead" He says to the rest, grimly he adds "I don't like it, but the situation seems very grave, indeed"
Raorr stops after saying that. turns to his left and looks up "sorry about that". He then continues back with the group. Upon arriving Raorr will offer to burst through the front door. If allowed he charge head first into the door.
OOC: First roll is attack vs. the door. I believe is the door's AC is 4 (10 - Dex [no Dex -5] -Size [large -1]) with a 10 should hit. Second roll is damage for the attack. Damage is 8d6+12(4d6+6 head butt charge doubled due to Rhino Hide armour) dealing a massive 46 Hit points.
I believe the door's toast...Minotaur Style!
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BTW Third Roll is spot roll of 17, to see the startled faces of the people inside :)
Leets Sunday October 14th, 2001 5:19:36 AM
"Maldreen...I just feel like we'll remember of this name for a long time..."
Says the young centaur paladin while troting along the streets.
"So here we ar.." Leets watches Raorr "opening" the door, and smiles.
"I think we can enter now..."
Leets makes a couple of steps forward and looks inside the building.
OOC: using "detect evil"
Zeoll Sunday October 14th, 2001 6:00:23 PM
Zeoll follows Kenisha's lead, entering with the group.
Kenisha d20+3=20 Monday October 15th, 2001 1:38:52 AM
Kenisha smothers a laugh with a cough and answers Leets, "So I gather. That's using your ehad, Roarr. Everyone be on your hooves, I mean... well you know what I mean."
Kenisha will follow the Minotaur cautiously and looking around.(the roll above is a spot check)
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