And so it begins... (DM Carl) Monday October 15th, 2001 7:24:34 AM
The party turn onto Craft street and reach the great double doors of the Journey’s End. Roarr prepares to turn the great doors into kindling, but never gets the chance. In that brief, inconsequential moment the Wold changes forever. The busy street, bustling and noisy only seconds earlier, comes to a complete standstill. Clear as day the Chosen of Domi feel words of infinite power fill their very souls. They realise at once that it is Domi who speaks to them.
"As long as his children live, a father does not truly die...HAVE COURAGE..!"
Before the meaning of the words has time to sink in, everyone is looking to the sky; the Wold’s twin moons, Kerracles and Wardd, have suddenly, inexplicably, turned blood red. Beneath that baleful, gibbous glare, the Wold grows dark. Every light is suddenly dimmed, its glow extending only half as far and half as bright as before.
Then it hits you like a wave. Anguish! Terror! Rage! Unutterable Horror! You are suddenly stricken with terrible, unspeakable grief as you realise with every fibre of your being that the impossible has come to pass…
Domi is dead!
Multiple emotions flash through you simultaneously. Behind you, further down the street, a temple of Domi implodes in a shower of dust and debris. You are aware that suddenly the crowds around you have begun to scream and flee in uncontrollable terror.
"Great Domi is dead!" “How can this be? Domi, why have you forsaken us?” "We’re doomed! DOOMED!"
Fights begin to break out, and the blood-red night is filled with the sounds of screams, smashing glass and furious battle.
Then two things happen at once that shake you from your horrified stupor. First you realise that Zeoll and Leets have fallen to the ground, clutching their heads and writhing in agony (Zeoll, Leets, make a Will save vs. insanity DC 15. If you fail please email me. ASAAP. If you succeed you may spend next round rising unsteadily to your feet, fighting off waves of nausea. Please note: All divine powers are GONE! No divine spells, no paladin abilities! Leets will need his Will save adjusted accordingly to roll the save.)
Then, at almost the exact same time, the double doors crash open, and figure staggers out. By his garb he is a human Brother of Domi. Tears stream down his haggard face, and wild, staring eyes are those of a raving madman. Blood pours from a wound in his forehead, and his long, heavy cloak is burning furiously, though the light from the flames is curiously muted. Indeed, everything seems bathed in an eerie, unnatural darkness.
The Brother seems entirely oblivious to the flames however. He turns back towards the door, waving his sword just as a towering bearded figure, dressed in gleaming plate mail adorned with the crossed swords of Domi, hurls himself from out of the inn. The paladin’s features are a contorted mask of crazed fury. He screams incoherently as he launches himself at the priest, hacking wildly with his blade. These pious servants of Domi, driven insane with grief, are almost certainly going to kill one another unless something is done quickly…
However that is not the full extent of the horrors that confront the party. Within the Journey’s End, amidst the wailing patrons, the dead are walking! They are marching up from an open trap door, falling upon the crazed and wailing inn occupants in an undead orgy of violence!
There are 4 human zombies mingled with the crowd, who are in such a state of panic as to be completely defenceless. Several patrons have already fallen. Another zombie is emerging from the trapdoor.
(Anyone entering physical combat please make a Will save vs DC14, or be overwhelmed with a beserker rage. Map to follow.)
Zeoll (sane) d20+5=25 Monday October 15th, 2001 8:42:20 AM
In some recess of his brain, in some foreboding dream not remembered when waking, Zeoll is not surprised [OOC: save = natural 20]. And although the agony of the knowledge of Domi's death is deep in his mind, he resists, and he stays on his feet. But that's all he manages to do for now.
Kale Monday October 15th, 2001 9:04:40 AM
after gaining his senses, Kale sees that Zeoll seems to be ok, but that Leets is still on the ground. moving to where Leets is lying, Kale prepares to help him up while yelling "We need to stay together! It is far too chaotic for us to be wandering around!"
Flat-top d100=55 Monday October 15th, 2001 10:55:58 AM
(OOC: The 55 role is for Jerry's Lotto)
"Ahhhgg it hurts, my head hurts, Hold on." as flat-top turn to and speak to the both of them (zeoll and Leets)"I know deep in my heart, that if I keep Domi in there, that Domi will be alive for me ALWAYS. So you do the same and let's see what happens." Them look up at what going on in frount of the doors. "I hope that I can do something for that cleric??" Flat-top will try to help that Brother of Domi even if he has to kill the patron with the sword.
Kenisha Monday October 15th, 2001 11:02:22 AM
Kenisha stares with mute horror at the scene before her then rallies herself. "Raorr! Flat-top! We must subdue and keep our fellow followers of Domi from killing each other or themselves! Ceira! Kalon! Look after Zeoll and Leets to make sure they don't befall a similar fate."
"Once we are done out here we have to stop these zombies!"
With that, Kenisha incants, "Mul-Thel Creesha" and sprinkles a bit of wool towards the human paladin.
Action- Kenisha casts Daze at the crazed Paladin .
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=16 d20+6=26 d20+9=25 d20+2=6 Monday October 15th, 2001 11:07:01 AM
Kalon Feels the ewmotions wash across his soul trying to tear at the very core of his being. He struggles to maintain control of his breathing and to calm his soul. All around him the world has turned to chaos. He tries to wrap his mind around the enormity of what has just happened and feels the fear and despair begin to rise again. Again he controls himself,"Nothing to be done about Domi right now my duty is now to fight against the darkness" he tells himself calming himself.
Looking toward Kenisha,"The darkness has descended on our world and though our god is dead we are still his chosen and it falls to us now to face the darkness. At last we must learn to stand alone and trust one another. Lead us to victory against this evil"
As he looks around he sees the evil from the tavern and his anger flares. Again he forces his breathing back to normal (OOC: Will save of 16 vs the rage)as he sees the paladin of Domi attacking the priest. Without waiting for kenisha he launches himself forward charging as best he can at the burning priest. As he moves in he yells to them,"The darkness lays within that tavern the two of you are not enemies" as he slams into the priest trying to push him away from the paladin and intervene himself between them.
OOC: I am attempting to Bull's Rush (Wemic Rush) the priest away from the paladin. I rolled a natural 20 for my to hit for 26 total (if I cannot charge then it is a 24 to hit). My opposed Strength check is 25 (again if I cannot charge it is lowered by two to 23, This includes a +4 bonus for being a larger size as well)The manuveur provokes an attack of opportunity which Kalon will try to ride out the damage and continue his action (assuming they hit he will have a AC15 if he was able to charge and an AC17 if unable to charge). I have included a Concentration roll (Rolled a 6) to try to ignore the damage as I attack in case it is necessary which I hope it is not. Kalon is fully prepared to be hurt.
Leets Monday October 15th, 2001 11:39:28 AM
Leets gently pushes away Flat-Top's helpful hand, and stands up with tears running along his cheeks.
"Mother! You spent so much time training and teaching me, leading me on Domi's way! What will I do now that Domi's light is gone!"
Leets throws his shield and his sword on the ground, and begins to untie the straps of his chainmail.
"Will I have to be another bloody warrior without Domi to show me the right way? Another blind soul on the path of life?"
The young centaur throws his backpack in the dust, and his chainmail just after.
"Ô Domi, your cattle is lost without its wise sheperd, how will it find the way of righteousness! All hope is now gone! And so is the salvation of the Taur's soul!"
Reason is gone from the young paladin's eyes, and tears profusely run from his eyes to his chin.
Raorr the Minotaur d20-2=8 d20+3=18 d20-2=7 d20+7=15 d10+9=14 Monday October 15th, 2001 5:27:51 PM
"CHAOS!!!" Raorr's eyes go wild has an exterior force of Rage pushes his own control aside and merges the two rages together.
Raorr seems to hear Kenisha through a shaky obviously difficult breaking speach Raorr says to her "I .... have little .. control to ...sub.. due. I'll ... try" Raorr moves towards the 'paladin' and tries again to resist the rage but fails in full berserker rage Raorr attack the palidin with" Raorr swings his glaive at the 'paladin'
OOC1st Roll was pc call feeling raorr might join the chaotic mass and go rage, second was to hear kenisha's order, third was another attempt to resist raging (failed). fourth is attack roll verus 'Palidin' Note Raorr swung 15 feet away (reach). last one is is damage if he hit
Raorr stats right now due to rage: AC 16 (not using shield) Will save +0, Fort Save +8 HP 38 hp STR 22 CON 20 Rage last 8 rounds
Following the leader, the leader, the leader (DM Carl) d20+4=24 d20+7=27 d20+7=25 2d8(3+1)+6=10 d4=4 d20+1=4 d20+7=23 d8+3=7 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 5:07:04 AM
Kenisha casts her spell at the frenzied paladin, but the big man simply shrugs it off (Will save 24!). Kalon charges the cleric, slamming into his back and easily dragging him away from the Paladin (Cleric’s STR check 4!), but opening himself up for attack in the process (AoO). The paladin takes a mighty swing and plunges his blade into the wemic’s flank as he passes (Crit hit, 10 HP damage). Kalon is also badly scorched by the burning cloak (a further 4 HP damage), but at least his assault has smothered the flames.
Kalon, with his superior strength and weight, manages to push the weeping cleric into the door of the Inn. Though struggling hysterically, the cleric is currently in an advantageous position for Kalon to attempt a grapple and pin (you may add +2 to an attempt due to his back turned and off balance if you wish).
Roarr’s features contort in beserker fury as he batters at the paladin with his glaive, but the blow is wild, and bounces off the paladin’s plate armor.
The bearded paladin, though beside himself with anger and grief, shows no such inaccuracy. Turning his attack from the cleric to the minotaur, he unleashes a swift and deadly blow, catching Roarr low in the stomach (7 HP damage)
Within the inn the zombies have spotted fresh meat, and begin to turn towards you. Yet another zombie appears at the trapdoor. The odds are beginning to stack up against you; you need to get this situation under control, and FAST.
(OOC: everyone is going to need to post decisively if you’re to get through this. Jenner, I haven’t seen a post from you since Wednesday; are you OK? If you are unable to post, please elect someone else to cover for you in your absence. Map to follow.)
Zeoll d20+5=9 d20+1=14 d20+6=11 d20+4=13 d20+4=20 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 8:29:42 AM
Zeoll decides to grapple the paladin, taking the AoO on the chin.
[are we still rolling for going beserk if we attack? Is that a Will save? If so, Zeoll failed.]
If sane Zeoll grapples the Paladin: grab roll is 14. Opposed Str roll (inc. +4 size bonus) is 11.
If beserk Zeoll fights the Paladin: wemic leap/charge hits AC 13 and AC 20 (paws) for 4 hp and 3 hp.
((DM: Everyone must make a Will save vs DC 14 the first time (and only the first time) they go into physical combat, so Zeoll is now beserk! Uh oh...))
Kale d20+1=10 d6=3 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 9:45:36 AM
seeing Leets shed his armor and weapons, Kale backs away from him a bit. then spying the zombies, Kale shoots his bow at the nearest one(hit tn of 10 for 3 pts if it hit) while keeping an eye on Leets
Flat-top d20=17 d20+6=13 d20+4=18 d20+4=7 d4+4=7 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 10:08:55 AM
(OOC: Flat-top made his wil save) (ooc:to hit with Morning Star- 13??- with hoves +4- first 18 a hit and second is 7 a miss. I don't know about weapon but the hoof damage is 7)
Flat-top will charge the first Zombie(attackinf a patron inside the Inn. "Come on! Taurs! We have a job to do, Let's get rid of these zombies. They woun't listen to reason, they'll only react." With this said, Flat-top will charge the frist he come to zombie in side the Inn(which is 50'away). First with the Morning Star+1, Them once with each hooves.
Leets d20+3=4 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 10:41:57 AM
Leets sadly looks at the Inn, sniffes, and slowly walks to the Inn, as if he was ignoring what is happening around him.
"Since there is nothing remaining of the gifts you offered us Domi, I don't know why I should also keep this life you gave me, anyway I don't know what to do with it now..."
Once at the entrance of the Inn, he gets an empty look at the first undead that shows up, and sends his bare fist right in the zombie's face.
OOC: rolled for a simple melee attack, without charging (1+4: ooops, botching!!!)
Raorr the Minotaur (Rage, Dodge vs. Paladin) d20+7=16 d20+8=19 d10+9=16 2d6(6+1)+9=16 d20+2=21 d8+3=8 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 10:58:39 AM
Raorr reels in pain from the blow, "That was a mistake YOu will die under the might of my blade." Raorr shifts his stance as he attempts to fight better. Raorr attacks the Paladin, dodging the paladin's blows, since the Palidin seems to have move through his Zone of Control (15 ft. Large monster with Reach weapon) Raorr draws the Greatsword (dropping the Glaive)and hacks at the paladin with it. "Time to fall I am the best you shall fall be for me"
OOC: Rolls are in order: AoO against the Paladin (hit AC 16) moving through Zone to attack me. Since he could not move using 5 foot steap and still hit me with my reach on him. Second roll is my attack with greatsword (hits AC 19). Third roll is damage using Gliave of AoO (deals 16 damage). Fourth Roll is damage dealt using Greatsword (deals 16 damage). Fifth Roll is Attack using horn (i'm not home so I'm guessing on to hit (-5 from normal BAB or +2 right now) and damage (1d8+ 1/2 STR mod), bear with me; To hit (hits AC 21), damage (8 damage).
I am not sure but if the Paladin is within 5 ft. (since he attacked me, I might have provoked an AoO by drawing my weapon.
HP 31/38 AC 17 verus paladin (dodge)/AC 16 vs. rest
Ceira Karwyn d20+1=13 d20+2=17 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 11:47:49 AM
(OOC: Oops! Ever since Wednesday, I have been racking up emergency 13-hour work days until yesterday so I have been too fatigued to do anything. I missed a few rounds but back in time to hopefully help and keep up with the action.)
With only a crossbow in hand and knowing she is not very proficient, she decides against shooting it into the crowds with so many taurs grappling and in melee combat.
Heeding Kenisha's commands, she sticks near Leets to keep and eye on him. "LEETS! Where are you going? You may have lost Domi, but who is you say your quest in life is over? Can you not carry on his wishes? Do not let the legend of Domi die. Live on Leets! Live to show the world that Domi has left a profound influence in our world. Even though Domi has left your side, we taurs will always be by your side should you need a shoulder to lean on. Come Leets! Our comrades need our help."
For every undead that appears to be approaching Leets, Ceira will shoot her crossbow at the knees or legs. If any zombie is not taken down by the time it reaches Leets, Ceira will cast Magic Missle at the legs for a sure hit.
(OOC: 13=to hit with crossbow, 17=spot checks for undead)
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=11 d20+10=27 Tuesday October 16th, 2001 6:51:17 PM
Kalon looking around at what is going on decides that he must get control of this cleric. Trusting that the now berserk Raorr and Zeoll are battling the Paladin and will win. Looking to see what Kenisha is ordering he decides the cleric may squirm free he acts before he loses the chance. Struggling to force the cleric to the ground where he can use the weight of his body to pin him. Thus leaving his hands free fight the approaching zombies. As he does so he yells again at the cleric,"Domi may be dead but your service in his cause is not done you must still fight as he would. He is the god of courage and you are showing none now. Is this how you honor him by denying all he taught." raising his voice to carry to Leets,"If you give up now then your service to him was never true. He taught you to fight the darkness to show courage and to protect those who could not protect themselves. Remember his final words"As long as a father's children live he never dies...Have courage. All of you dishonor him by not obeying his final command. Obey Domi in this gather your wills and face the darkness!" his words are filled with the belief in his heart,"I will not fail my god!"
OOC: My roll to hit for the touch attack to grab includes your +2 you gave me. I don't know if my size modifier applies to this attempt so I didn't include it. The second roll is my grapple check assuming that I hit with the grab. That includes my size modifier and your bonus +2 you gave me. Not entirely sure how all this works. I am trying to pin him underneath me where I can pin him with my paws and leaving my hands free to attack zombies but I am hoping my speeches will reach through the fog of these peoples mind and snap some of them out of it.
Kenisha d4+1=5 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 12:13:47 AM
"Fight on! Fight hard! Domi is not dead so long as even a single follower still lives!" Kenisha calls out with a ringing voice
Kenisha gestures at one of the zombies (one that isn't engaged in combat with one of the taurs if possible, Z4?) and incants, ?Shev-Pak Newal!?
A white ball of mystical energy shoots from her outstretched fingers and hits the zombie ("Magic Missile"; doing 5 HP of damage).
Don't fancy yours much (DM Carl) d20+7=15 d8+3=8 d8+5=10 d20+2=12 d20+2=7 d20+3=21 d4=1 d20+1=12 d20+2=14 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 5:52:09 AM
As the paladin approaches Roarr lashes out with his Glaive, but the blow bounces harmlessly of the holy knight’s armor.
In his rage Zeoll leaps at the Paladin, lashing out with both paws, drawing blood with the second blow. In response the paladin hacks back at Zeoll, and his own blow does no little damage (8HP damage). But by now Roarr has drawn his Greatsword. With a furious blow the Roarr tears into the man’s shoulder, causing significant damage. The crazed look in the bearded man’s eye remains unchanged, however. If he isn’t stopped this poor servant of Domi will fight on to the death.
Flat Top’s gallop culminates in two powerful blows (10 and 7) that flatten the zombie (Z1 destroyed). Another one moves in and strikes at his right flank but the blow is ineffectual.
Kenisha’s magic missile batters into one of the advancing zombies (Z4), causing it to reel back momentarily, but it then it continues its advance.
Neither Kale nor Ceira are able to make missile attacks; members of your own party are in the firing line. Instead they realise that Leets, with the desperate look of one who cannot go on, is heading unarmed towards the advancing undead. They are able to impede his progress somewhat, as Ceira tries to talk him down. Her words seem to have some significant impact (Diplomacy 21!). Leets ceases his suicidal progress, and stands confused, blinking as if slowly awaking from a dream (Leets, no action next round, thereafter you are cured!). Kalon too tries to reason with the cleric but cannot get through (Diplomacy 12), and so Kalon attempts to wrestle him to the ground. The cleric struggles free, however, and turns to face his attacker. At the same moment a zombie moves in, taking a wild lunge at the wemic, but the blow bounces harmlessly off his armour.
Unnoticed amidst the heat of the battle (Spot check vs DC 15 to notice her, and only if you have a clear line of sight (see map)) a new figure emerges from the cellar trapdoor. A slender, black-clad woman, wielding a black iron staff and holding some sort of (un)holy symbol emerges from the trapdoor and fixes the party with a wild and terrible gaze. She is clearly utterly insane, but she differs from the afflicted followers of Domi; this woman is pure, cold evil.
Her face contorts into a deathlike rictus as insane laughter bubbles from between her twitching black lips. “Kill them, my darlings! Kill them that they may join us in performing the Dark Master’s work!” She cries, urging her minions on.
Zeoll Beserk d20+4=5 d20+1=10 d20+1=6 d20=11 d20-1=5 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 7:56:25 AM
In his mindless rage, Zeoll fails to notice anything, much less the evil woman inside the building [natural one on the Spot check!].
In fact, the wemic seems to think that the paladin is somehow responsible for the current nightmare! "YOU KILLED TOMI!" he shouts in Wemic.
And in his grief-stricken rage, he attacks, but his anger distracts him, and his blows are ineffectual.
[OOC: Attacks at AC 10, 6, 11, and 5 all miss.]
Leets Wednesday October 17th, 2001 9:01:41 AM
As Leets' glance seem to be lost in a world that he's the only one to see, Ceira feels the hand of the young paladin holding tight her own shoulder. Without a word, he looks downward, and clenches his fists so hard that a couple of blood drops fall on the ground. When Leets rises his head, although his blue-grey eyes are still brimming with tears, his expression is as cold and sharp as steel.
Kale d20+1=13 d20=17 d20+4=5 d20+4=21 d8+4=6 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 10:06:32 AM
(failed spot check)seeing Kalon beseiged by two attackers, Kale draws his mace and rushes to attack the nearest one(zombie)(made will save vs beserk) once there he smashes at the zombies head(hit ac 21 for 6 pts of damage, used hero point to reroll crit miss). the he yells to Flat-Top"Be careful, your the only one in there. Ill come help you soon!"
Flat-top d20+1=20 d20+6=14 d20+4=20 d20+4=20 d8+5=7 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 10:58:10 AM
(OOC: To see her=20, to hit= 14, two hooves att.= 20 & 20. Damages weapon= 7, two hooves= 7 & 7)
After killing the Zombie, Flat-top will rush to Zomcie(25)and attack him the same way, first with the Morning Star, then whith his hooves. As he rushes to the zombie. Out of the corner of his eye, he get a glimps of the uglest woman he has ever seen. This does not look good and she has the smell of evil. But first the Zombies.
Kalon the Wemic d20+2=7 d20+2=19 d6+3=6 d20+4=18 d20+4=20 d4+3=6 d4+3=6 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 11:06:21 AM
Kalon turns toward the zombie as Kale moves in attacking the zombie. Glancing at the cleric,"Fine coward cower there if you wish I still serve our god Domi"
Then glancing at Kale,"Thanks Kale". Turning his attention to he attempts to rake with his foreleg claws and a series of quick blows from his forepaws.
OOC: The first two D20 rolls are for my unarmed attacks. I am doing a flurry of blows and have already taken off the -2 for those that is why it is 1d20+2. I'm pretty sure the 19 hits so it did 1d6+3= 6 to the zombie. I don't know if i can but I am trying to also rear up or pounce against the zombie to attack with my claws. If I can then that is the d20+4 rolls (modified by whatever you think is correct as I am not entirely sure) both will probably hit if I can do that and that is the d4+3 and d4+3 (6 hit points each)
Kenisha d20+3=15 d4+1=3 d20+3=22 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 11:39:29 AM
(ooc- First roll is for the spot, I think I have he within my line of sight.)
Kenisha saw the woman urging on the zombies in the corner and a deep seated hate welled up in her heart, but the centaur banked it for the moment, 'I will deal with her once we've settled with her minions.' she thought to herself as she let fly another Magic Missile at an approaching zombie (Z4 for 3 HP of damage) hoping to drop it before it can attack any of her friends.
Calling out to the Paladin, Raorr and Zeoll, Kenisha urges them to listen to her (Diplomacy=22). "Followers of Domi are we all! If you must fight then fight those that deserve our wrath! Fight the zombies and their evil mistress! Fight those whom serve the Dark One not each other!"
Ceira Karwyn d20+5=22 d20+3=8 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 4:06:58 PM
(Concentration=22) Ceira clenches her teeth as the pain of Leet's grip stings her shoulder. She is careful not to let out a yelp that would further distract the chaotic thoughts brimming in the ex-paladin's mind.
Ceira turns her head to Kale and whispers, "Keep that undead away from us. Leets is in no condition to fight right now."
(Diplomacy=8) "Leets! It's Ceira!" She grips his shoulders and begins shaking him in a violent manner. "Leets! Snap out of it! Get your act together and help us fight!"
Raorr the Minotaur (Rage, dodge vs, Paladin) d20+8=19 d20+2=18 2d6(2+5)+9=16 d8+3=7 d20+8=27 d20+8=22 2d6(1+3)+9=13 2d6(2+3)+9=14 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 5:26:03 PM
Raorr seems to fully relish the utter chaos that surrounds the group now. Sensing the opponents weaken stat Raorr begins to taunt him "Have you prepaared yourself to die, you fight well, but no one defeats Raorr."
Raorr swing the sword at him and attacks horn (full attack action)
OOC: 1st Roll Attack with Greatsword (AC 19) 2nd Roll Attack with Horn (AC 18) 3rd Roll Damage with Greatsword (16) 4th Roll Damage with Horn (7)
5th & 6th Roll AoO vs. any one who provokes one from Raorr (27 crit, 22 to confirm) 7th & 8th Roll Damage for AoO (13) non-crit or (13+14=27) for confirmed crit.
A lady with Issues (DM Carl) d20+2=16 d20+2=15 Wednesday October 17th, 2001 6:30:46 PM
Ceira realises that Leets is back with her; distraught, bereaved, but sane again, and ready for action.
Roarr delivers a mighty blow that opens the paladin up from neck to navel. The bearded servant of Domi teeters, then falls with a look of anguished incomprehension on his face.
Kale batters at the reanimated corpse attacking Kalon; his mace connects solidly with the side of the creature’s head. Instants later Kalon caves in its chest with a blindingly fast combination of punches.
The Brother of Domi, still frenzied and distraught is about to turn his fury on Kalon, when Kenisha’s voice rings out, commanding and clear.
The Brother, Zeoll and even Roarr stand shocked into sudden inaction, the power and conviction of the words breaking through the red mist. (OOC: Zeoll and Roarr are stunned for one round)
Inside inn, amidst smashed tables, dead bodies and broken glass, Flat Top launches an unstoppable attack on the living dead, and rotting appendages fly like zombie rain. However the creatures are relentless. Two more hurl themselves at the warrior centaur, though their blows cannot penetrate his armour.
(OOC: The following is only visible to Flat Top and Kenisha, though all hear the words)
Moving behind the cover of the bar Maldreen clearly finds the events amusing if her crazed grin is anything to go by.
“Give in to us!” babbles the frenzied Maldreen. “Get to know us! Your loser God has died! Poor little Domi is pushing up daisies, and my beautiful Dark Master, Great Marteaus, Lord of the Black Tower, He who will rule all the Wold hereafter, laughs at his passing!” She explodes into sickening, lunatic giggling before continuing “He crushed your sad little Domi as if he were nothing! Did you know that? Did you know puny Domi begged the Dark Master for mercy at the end? Begged to serve him, to be his slave in the New Wold Order? Kissed his beautiful feet? Broke down and cried and begged and begged and my beautiful master looked down on his broken body and laughed as he killed him! Killed him! KILLED HIM!” She explodes into shrieks of fanatical laughter once more.
As she rants she raises her gloved hands in an upward gesture. The gloves pulse with a sickly greenish glow, and tendrils of green mist shoot out in twin arcs, striking two of the dead bodies on the barroom floor. In an instant the reason for the large doors to the Journey’s End Inn becomes apparent. This establishment is frequented by Taurs! Or in this case, ex-Taurs. A Centaur and Wemic, freshly dead from the zombie onslaught, rise from the debris, dead eyes turned on their living brethren.
“Just like my babies killed these two” Maldreen bats her eyelashes in mock sorrow, suddenly all apologetic, pouty lipped and wistful. Then the demonic grin is back; “JUST LIKE THEY’RE GOING TO KILL YOU!!”
Zeoll Thursday October 18th, 2001 7:12:02 AM
A follower of Tomi is a warrior and a soldier, Zeoll knows, and the orders of his leader reach deep into him. He snaps to a halt, suddenly understanding what's going on. And, of course, the falling paladin is a shock as well.
He looks around and tries to figure out what to do next.
Kale d20+6=14 d8+4=8 d6=5 Thursday October 18th, 2001 8:08:27 AM
seeing that the priest near Kalon is stunned, Kale says, "Take care of him, im going to help Flat-Top." then he moves directly behind the nearest zombie(z4) and smashes him with his mace(i flanked him so i get +2 to hit and my sneak attack damage bonus)(hit ac 14 for 8+5= 13 total damage)
Kenisha Thursday October 18th, 2001 10:14:30 AM
"Zeoll!" Kenisha calls out as she sees the new zombies "If the paladin is truely dead, then find something to tie him up securely. There is an evil necromantress in there raising the newly dead. Ceira! Come over here, we need to aid our brothers inside and take down this murderess before she can raise any more unfortunate souls. She's raising wemics and centaurs now! Leets, welcome back now arm yourself and help Zeoll. Kalon, Raorr, there are more zombies inside and the necromantress is in the corner other there (Kenisha points in that direction) behind the bar."
With that she lets fly with another Magic Missile at one of the newly raised zmbies (Z7) with an angry ?Shev-Pak Newal!"
(Z7-which is that? The wemic or the centaur? it only matters as far as describing her actions. :)
Flat-top d20+6=21 d20+4=18 d20+4=5 d8+5=8 d4+4=6 Thursday October 18th, 2001 11:05:50 AM
(OOC:to hit Weapon- 21, hooves- 18 & 5(a miss). Damages Weapon- 8 hoof- 6.)
Flat-top sees the ugliest woman he has ever seen. "AAAgggh! You look like a demon." But after hearing what she had to say about Domi and raising Taurs for her Zombies puppets. Flat-top ANGER rises again, and lashes out at the two zombies next to him.
Ceira Karwyn d20+1=3 Thursday October 18th, 2001 11:43:25 AM
Ceira overhears the cackling voice of Maldreen. Ceira absolutely hates being taunted and screams into the sky, "NO!!! IT'S NOT POSSIBLE!!! YOU LIE!!!" She runs to the rightside of the door to seek the source of the voice and finds the horrid being standing inside the inn. (OOC: trying to navigate to an appropriate line-of-sight)
"You! You!" she points at Maldreen with trembling fingers and her face flushing in red. "You speak as if it were true. What do you know? Domi would never... NEVER disgrace the Taurs like that!" In her rage, she fails to hear Kenisha's commands (Listen=3). Aiming her finger at Maldreen, she ignores all the other intermittent zombies and shoots a Magic Missle directly at her.
Leets d20+5=22 d20+3=10 d8+4=9 d4+2=4 d20+2=20 Thursday October 18th, 2001 3:01:40 PM
Leets release his grip on Ceira's shoulder, and quickly takes his sword on the ground. He wipes the dirt on the blade, melting his blood with the dust. Getting a last look at Kenisha with a glance as cold as ice, the young centaur rears up suddenly.
"At you command Lady Kenisha!"
Leets charges at the first opponent alone that can be seen inside the Inn. He slashes it first, and then rears up again, trying to hit the undead with his hooves. Although he's striking the undead, all his anger is focused on Maldreen, and even further, on Marteaus.
"MALDREEN! As long as there is life in my bones, I shall slay this immortal rot you call your god, and my only wish now is to spill its divine blood even if I have to upset heavens to get it! Now there will never be enough ruined temples, enough broken altars and enough flesh burned to extinguish the flame of wrath that consumes my heart! THE ONLY THING MARTEAUS TOUGHT US TODAY IS THAT A GOD CAN FALL AND SO SHALL HE! MALDREEN! You'll be the herald of this sentence, and the first to feel the rage of the Taur!"
OOC: Leets charges Z6, attack 22, damage 9. He then attacks the same zombie with his hooves, attack 10, damage 4. Finally, a Charisma roll for the speech: 20.
Kalon the Wemic d20+1=11 Thursday October 18th, 2001 9:50:55 PM
Kalon glances around seeing the cleric, Raorr and Zeoll stop at Kenisha's words. Then feels his heart swell with pride as Leets words echo across the battlefield. Glancing at the scorched fur on his chest and the quickly blistering skin. He feels the blood from the paladin's blade continue to flow. As the group begins to crowd in the door he looks for an opening. Seeing a small space betwen Kale and the now raging Leets, Kalon moves. Domi's last words echo through his soul,"Have Courage". Slipping between the door and Kale he rushes forward with all the speed at his command. Weaving and moving to avoid the myriad dangers in the room. Seeing the woman at the far end he proceeds forward. Again moving with all the speed and skill at his command. If he can draw the other zombies off or make the dark priest concentrate on the threat getting closer to her. Perhap he can give the others time and an opening to get to her.
OOC: Kalon will attempt to slip into the room beside the door. He will be going full defense which he can combine with a basic move(40ft). So he will skirt along the wall and end up beside the patrons in the bottom left hand corner. Going past the first zombie will provoke an attack from him on full defense my AC becomes 21.
Feast of Flesh (DM Carl) d20+2=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d20+2=5 d20+4=13 2d6(6+5)=11 d20+4=24 d20+4=16 d8+4=8 Friday October 19th, 2001 5:14:10 AM
Kale's attack finds his foe utterly unprepared and he strikes with ruthless precision; the zombie falls, its limbs flailing as it collapses to the floor. (OOC: No sneak attacks or crits vs undead, as they don't have a traditional anatomy to take advantage of. However the remainder of Kale's damage was sufficient to kill Zombie 4)
FlatTop turns to the remaining zombie (Z5) near him and lets fly with yet another devastating assault. This time however, his foe does not fall, instead attempting to strike back. However the witless creature accidentaly steps in an ale jug in the process. It looks down, seemingly puzzled at this curious clonking thing stuck to its foot (Fumble, nat 1, no attack next round). The wemic zombie moves in also, and lands a powerful blow on Flat Top (8HP damage).
Kenisha fires a magic missile at the centaur zombie (Z7), which connects solidly. (Dmg 5HP). Ceira, skirting around Leet's charge, finds a vantage point in the doorway. Her magic missile finds its mark, but seems to cause Maldreen little discomfort (Dmg 4HP) (OOC: Don't forget the damage rolls, guys!).
With words of such power that they still the panicking patrons of the Inn, Leets charges straight at the lone zombie (Z6), and gets in a telling blow. Though injured the animated cadaver strikes back, but the swing misses by miles (hit AC 5!).
Kalon is able to make it inside the Inn without running into too much trouble, however the centaur zombie spots him and moves to intercept, lashing out in the process. The blow does not penetrate Kalon's armor, however.
The crazed Maldreen's grin falters for a moment at the rousing words of Leets. And as her undead henchmen continue to fall before the Taur onslaught, a flicker of annoyance crosses her face. "You'll never win! Your God was weak! You are weak! Give in, give in! Join my lovelies in the walking death! Join with us in the Dark Master's army of the undead! Embrace Marteaus, bow down before your new master! He has come! He will rule! All will fall before Him! All will bend to His will or be broken as your pathetic warrior godling Domi was broken! Join us! Join us or burn in the fires of the Dark Master's fury!" She brandishes her symbol of Marteaus (A bleeding eye motif fashioned of ruby and silver) and cries, "By the Infinite power of the Dark Master, may your flesh be scorched from your bones!" With that a blazing globe of fire appears between Ceira and Kale (Reflex vs DC 16 or 11HP dmg). (Please note Maldreen is using the bar as ½ cover)
Raorr the Minotaur (Rage) d20+1=17 d20+8=22 2d6(1+5)+6=12 Friday October 19th, 2001 6:11:04 AM
Raorr looks through the door, after recovering from being stunned by Kenisha's words. Through the Flaming ball searing between Ceira and Kale, he looks directly at the one named Maldreen. And hears her mocking Domi, in a guttural growl he speaks, his voice almost unrecognizable through his rage "It is you who are deluded woman!" He pants "Your Master is nothing!" Raorr grits down his teeth "Domi is Taur, and we are Taur, we are Domi." With that Raorr moves through the doors right right by the flaming ball, deftly dodging the burning sensation. An moves between the Centaur Zombie and the Zombie beside the Wemic Zombie. He moves directly to Maldreenending up beside the bar and the entrance down to the cellar.
Roll 1: Reflex Save vs. Flaming ball. As Raorr moves Raorr draws his Sheild (able to draw along with a move as free action) Roll 2: If Anyone Provokes Attack of Opportunity Raorr swings hitting AC 22 Roll 3: Damage 12 points.
Kale d20+7=27 d20+4=23 d8+4=10 Friday October 19th, 2001 6:44:11 AM
easily dodging the flaming sphere(27 reflex save), Kale moves to the zombie attacking Flat-Top(z5) and once again his mace strikes zombie flesh(hit ac 23 for 10 pts of damage)"Thats three of you 'babies' ive smashed to a pulp!" Kale yells at the evil cleric, "And you cant even burn me with your god's power!! What a weakling you are!"
Leets d20+3=11 d20+3=12 d20+1=21 d8+2=6 d8+2=9 2d4(3+3)+2=8 d20+3=7 Friday October 19th, 2001 7:16:06 AM
"The only answer you'll get for your shameful offer will be made of steel Maldreen!"
Shouts Leets while stabbing the wemic undead that arrived next to him.
"Now for your pityful attempt only your blood can appease my thirst for vengeance! Soon will come for your master the time to pay back for what he took! You will join your master's undeads before I become one of your slaves! Your ambition unleashed my wrath and hatred and I have only poison running in my veins, making your words even bitter! I don't know if I will see the light of dawn again, but you'll burn in hell before dusk!"
Saying so, Leets in a fury of sword slashes and hooves blows tries to finish the Zombie first. He finally sends his back hooves in the stomach of the wemic undead.
OOC: Rolled a 11 for the attack of opportunity against the wemic undead (there can be one right?), damage 6. The second roll (12) is for the attack against Z6, damage 9. Finally, hooves bonus attack against the wemic undead (Z8), attack 21 (no critical since it's an undead), damage 5, not 8, sorry. Finally, charisma roll 7, nothing great...
Zeoll d20+3=12 d20+10=27 Friday October 19th, 2001 8:47:55 AM
Zeoll kneels beside the downed paladin. If he is alive, Zeoll will attempt to bind his wounds and keep him alive (Heal Check 12). If he is dead, Zeoll takes two large sacks out of his pack, tears them into strips, and ties up the paladin's body -- legs and arms (Use Rope Check 27, using the standard +10 bonus given to tie up a person). Then Zeoll draws his weapons and prepares to enter combat next round.
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=20 d20+5=6 d20+5=22 d20+5=11 Friday October 19th, 2001 9:31:20 AM
Kalon seeing the group still stalled at the door he sees Raorr trying to run across the room at the dark cleric. He feints left towards the patrons then suddenly changes right hoping to catch the mindless creature off guard. Diving and rolling he tumbles past the centaur zombie on his right. (Tumble roll of 20 vs DC: 15 for tumbling through an adjacent space. So he should not get an attack of opportunity)
Continuing forward he skirts around the centaur and over to the bar. His leg muscles tightening as he rushes the bar "Have Courage" he thinks as he springs up at the bar. Leaping as hard as he can his paws slip in some spilt blood or ale. "Help me Tomi" he cries out (First jump roll was a 6 spent a hero point to get a reroll which was 22. By my calculations that is close to 7 feet I can clear to spring up and over the bar) At the last second his claws gripped in the floor and he reaches the top of the bar his front paws tearing at it and hurtling him over. He slams into the wall as he clears it and uses that to turn toward the cleric continuing (tumbling roll 1 to avoid slamming into the wall. I am fairly dextrous).
"Domi's vengence is near priest" he says with a snarl.
OOC: His tumble past the centaur is 20ft then his run 20ft to the bar then over and another 15ft to her stopping 5ft away from her. I don't know how you have it set up. If Z6 is close enough to swing at me by my understanding he can't attack either because it is the same tumble roll. I would find it very helpful to know what square things are in if you could since they straddle many squares
Flat-top d20+6=22 d20+4=20 d20+4=16 d8+5=13 d4+4=5 d4+4=7 Friday October 19th, 2001 10:23:47 AM
After being hit by that dirty,no good,Rotting Wemic. Flat-top swings at the mindless half-cat. "I know that your a mindless Zombie, I think that you rather be dead that do the dirty work of that Witch."
Kenisha d4+1=3 d20+3=22 Friday October 19th, 2001 10:24:37 AM
Kenisha moves so that she is between Zeoll and the right door (less than half her movement- giving her a better view of all the zombies and Maldreen)
To protect Leets, she shoots a Magic Missile at the undead wemic (damage is 3HP).
At the top of her lungs, the centaur sorceress screams, "DOMI IS COURAGE! SO LONG AS THERE IS EVEN ONE COURAGEOUS SOUL IN ALL OF CREATION, SO TOO SHALL DOMI LIVE! PREPARE TO MEET YOUR DOOM MALDREEN, FOR WE ARE YOUR JUST REWRAD FOR SERVING SO EVIL A GOD!"
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=5 d20+2=5 Sunday October 21st, 2001 10:48:15 PM
Too distracted by her rage to react, the globe of fire quickly engulfs the right side of her body. "AAAAHHHH..uckl..gulk..!!!" Ceira screams and finishing with a gurgle. With the flammability of the perfumes and the oils on her fur, the inferno is quick to skitter across her skin; singeing her entire body.
(OOC: Ouch, that's a whopping 79% of her hitpoints in one shot! 3hp left. I don't think I recognize that spell. Does the flame extinguish quickly or will it linger and inflict further damage next round? I will assume the former for my the sake of Domi. ^_^)
Fortunately, the flames quickly disappear since the makeup evaporates as fast as it shot across her body. Ceira's eyes begin to water from the smoke and her nostrils fill with fumes of burnt wemic flesh. A definite new experience but meaningless if she does not live through this. Ceira leans against the door for vertical support. She eventually staggers and collapses due to the damaged nerves and muscles on her right side(Balance=5). She hits the floor with a grunt but is still conscious of her surroundings. Ceira fixes her gaze of hatred at Maldreen.
Curses! Foiled again! (DM Carl) d20+2=16 d20+4=16 d8+4=7 Monday October 22nd, 2001 3:41:21 AM
Zeoll discovers that the bearded paladin is not yet dead, but that he is losing a lot of blood. His ministrations do little to ease the man’s condition however (OOC: The paladin will die in 3 rounds unless he is stabilised. Zeoll may also make a Spot check, DC 15).
The wemic zombie is utterly destroyed by Leets, Kenisha and Flat Top’s combined assault, whilst Kale’s powerful blow takes his opponent down. The last remaining humanoid zombie takes a swing at Leets but doesn't come close.
Roarr and Kalon make straight for Maldreen, who proves that though she may be be mad, she’s not stupid.
“Curse you!” she shrieks as more of her undead servants are cut down and two huge Taur race towards her. Realising the battle has turned against her she dives for the trapdoor, crying “You shall pay dearly for your actions this night!”. She is not quick enough to avoid the blade of Roarr, however, who leaves a broad wound across her back. Kalon, who is slightly off balance after his great leap, is unable to react in time to land a blow. The trapdoor slams down behind her, and you hear the sound of wood scraping down below as it is barred shut. The muffled voice of the demented woman carries up also, ranting and raving.
“Thwarting the Dark Master’s will is a crime for which you will suffer an eternity of torment at His sweet hand! Terrible shall be His revenge! Endless will be your suffering! Profound will be His joy at the depths of your agony!” She rambles on, the voice growing fainter.
The trapdoor looks sturdy, but not impregnable.
Ceira, badly burned, is grateful to see that the ball of fire ceases moving with the departure of Maldreen (Spellcraft check from any spellcaster to find out more about Maldreen's casting).
The Centaur zombie, with it’s primary target gone, turns instead towards the two cowering barflies in the corner. A mighty blow connects with one man’s head, instantly breaking his neck. The other man sinks to his haunches, hands covering his head, and begins to scream in terror.
Raorr the Minotaur (Rage) d20+9=13 8d6(2+4+1+6+3+6+5+5)+12=44 d20+8=9 Monday October 22nd, 2001 4:21:49 AM
Raorr annoyed by the disappearance of Maldreen looksa round for another target. Seeing the Zobie crush the neck of a patron Raorr, steps around (5 foot Step) the bar and charages the Zombie. "Death to undeath, return to the grave creature, for your time is over." He says in a deep growl as he moves forward.
Roll 1: Charge vs. Centaur Zombie hits AC 13 Roll 2: Damage on charge 44 points Roll 3: AoO if necessary using Greatsword (a natural 1, oh well, probably won't need it anyways)
Zeoll d20+3=12 d20+4=17 Monday October 22nd, 2001 7:45:52 AM
Zeoll continues his efforts to staunch the paladin's wounds (Heal check 12). "Alas," the wemic laments, "I neverr trrained as a healerr because I thought that divine magic would answerr all my needs. And now that is gone."
The priest looks closely at the paladin as he ministers to him. He also looks closely at Ceira with worried eyes. Zeoll notices something (Spot check 17).
Flat-top d20+6=24 d20+4=14 d20+4=15 d8+5=11 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 Monday October 22nd, 2001 9:07:36 AM
After the death of the Zombie Wemic, Flat-top Yells. "Any Body Else Needs Help?" Flat=top sees that Marleen is escaping through the trap door and races across the room. He reaches the trap door right after Maldreen slams the sturdy trap door shut. Flat-top is mad and in his frustation, swing his morning star and stumps with his hoves. Then Roar and Kalon calms (Flat0top) down.
(OOC: The swing at the trap door (Don't know how much good it will do him but. Weapon= 24,hooves= 14 & 25, Damages are Weapon= 11, Hooves= 7 & 7. I hope Flat-top does not break a leg.)
Kale d20+6=26 Monday October 22nd, 2001 9:33:23 AM
seeing that Raorr pretty much smashed the last zombie with his charge, Kale moves toward the trap door. "Move aside, Flat-Top. Ill see if there is a better way to open it" Kale says to the centaur. then he leans over the trap door, studying it intensly(open locks, if any, dc of 26)
Kalon the Wemic Monday October 22nd, 2001 10:08:20 AM
As Flat-top and Kale crowding around the trapdoor all Kalon can do id watch in frustration. Watching as Kale studies Kalon suggests,"Kale remove the hinges" tears begin to flow across his face. Both tears of sadness and frustration. In his heart he knows that Maldreen will escape their justice...for now. As the bar grows quieter with only the sound of Raorr charging across the room he. He looks back trying to see Kenisha.
"Kenisha, kenisha are you alright?" tears still stinging his eyes he pulls himself up and over the bar slowly heading toward Kenisha.
Leets d20+3=22 d8+2=8 Monday October 22nd, 2001 3:42:50 PM
Leets gets a look at his friends trying to open the cellar. He knows that the battle is over. He knows that Maldreen will escape, and that justice will not be done today. However, Leets knows that everything is changed now. His own destiny, and the destiny of the Chosen of Domi, now tied with the necromanceress' fate. The young centaur turns his face to the sky, he raises his bare fist to the dark heavens, and shouts with anger and pain, as loud as he can. Coldly, slowly, Leets tightens his grip on his sword, and stabs the Centaur Zombie Raorr is fighting (attack 22, damage 8)
Ceira Karwyn d20+8=10 Monday October 22nd, 2001 10:49:38 PM
Watching Maldreen flee is gut wrenching but there is litte she can do in her condition. Ceira remains lying on the ground to conserve her energy in preparation for any residual undead that may wander in from the outside. Her body still stings from the burns but lying completely still seems to minimize the pain. "I'm still okay. I think..." she whimpers. "Check for any survivors and tend to the other patrons before," Ceira cringes but sighs as the pain subsides. "before you see to my needs."
Ceira closes her eyes to rest and tries recalling the spell that sent her reeling. It would be best to know how to defend against her attacks the next time around. (Spellcraft=10)
Kenisha d20+3=13 Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 12:17:21 AM
Kenisha stomps a hoove impotently as she can but watch the escape of the witch.
In answer to Kalon's call she reassures him, "I am well, are you okay? That leap over the bar looked painful from here."
She then turns to the human cleric (that I'm assuming is still by the doors) and asks, "Can you help with the injured, please?"
After he replies, she will make her way in to the Inn and start tending to the injured, starting with the first injured person she comes to after Ceira(13 on her Heal check).
To her fellow magic-wielder she will say, "I will honor your request... for the moment."
Rubbery Death (DM Carl) d20+10=21 d20+10=13 d20+10=15 d20+10=17 d20+10=13 d20+16=18 d20+16=25 d6=5 d6=4 Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 8:41:26 AM
The room has gone all but silent as the patrons gaze in silence across the dimly torch-lit scene of destruction at their saviours.
Roarr races across the room and crushes the centaur against the wall with an awe-inspiring horn charge. The flattened creature slides wetly down the wall, completely destroyed.
Zeoll’s medical skills continue to prove inadequate to the task at hand, and he fears the unconscious man is slipping away from him. However he notices a vial at the big man’s belt, marked with writing. Zeoll suspects the script might be Common, but cannot be sure (Zeoll cannot read). The big man is running out of time…
Ceira is not sure about the spell cast, but something about Maldreen’s casting definitely strikes her as … odd.
Kenisha moves to the cleric to request his aid, but discovers the man has fallen into a deep (and seemingly peaceful) sleep.
Flat Top’s attacks seem to weaken the trapdoor, but it holds firm. Kale ushers him aside and starts prying at the door; it seems to be barred from the other side, but if he can just work his blade into that crack… The sound of a wooden beam clattering down the stairs below proves the efficacy of Kale’s skills. He pulls the door open…
As he does so, from the darkness below, Maldreen’s voice carries up: ““By the Master’s Iron Will, Fronds of Darkness hold you Still!”
Instantly the entire entrance to the stairway is completely filled with black, rubbery tentacles, weaving and grasping. Each one is fully ten feet in length (Large), and five of them snake out to grasp at Kale and Flat Top. Flat Top is able to move back in time, but Kale is seized by two of the undulating black tentacles (make opposed Grapple checks vs 18 and 25 to break free, or take 5 and 4 HP damage (not subdual) respectively. These attacks provoke no AoO). There are 12 tentacles in total.
Kale d20+9=24 d20+9=10 Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 9:26:31 AM
Kale is able to break free of the first tenticle, but the second one proves to be too strong for the minotaur. "Get this thing off of me!" Kale yells out
Zeoll Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 9:33:02 AM
Hoping against hope, Zeoll opens the vial and puts it to the Paladin's mouth, wishing that it may be a healing potion.
"If I understood the writing, I would know what this bottle contained," he mutters to himself in his native tongue. "If I knew another way to cure the dying, I could save this servant of Domi. In my ignorance I may kill him. I must conquer this ignorance. I must learn other ways."
Zeoll resolves in this moment to expand his learning, to take on new skills, to become something more than he is now. He thinks about the human bard, his old friend, who taught him a little about music. The wemic thinks to himself, "There may not be many priests who are bards. But perhaps there should be."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 9:47:34 AM
Kalon hearing that Kenisha is alright breathes a sigh of relief. He continues on toward her,"I am fine it looked worse then it was." he smiles when he sees her enter the room. Then he notices Ceira and winces at the injuries on her and Zeoll struggling with the unconcious paladin.
"Ceira are you alright?" he says then turns when he hears Maldreen's words again. Staring for a moment uncomprehendingly at the writhing mass of tentacles. Fear begins to rise in his throat then seeing Kale trapped in them he ruthlessly pushes the fear away.
"Zeoll Kale is in need of our help" he then rushes back across the room dodging and weaving to try to reach Kale.
OOC: Will move across the room and be on full defense gives me an AC: 17 versus the touch attacks (+2 for Dex, +1 for wisdom (As a monk), nothing for wemic's natural armour, -1 for being large,+1 for my amulet of protection, +4 for full defense)
Leets d20+2=10 Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 10:28:29 AM
Since Raorr charges the last opponent, Leets' sword just hits the ground with a metallic sound. While the undead is crushed over the wall, Leets looks around him, and see the tentacles coming from the cellar. He almost jumps to the trap, and holds his hand.
"By Domi! What is this new evil! KALE! Take my hand!"
OOC: rolled a 10 to help Kale.
Flat-top d20+7=25 d20+4=15 d20+4=12 d8+5=6 d4+4=6 d4+4=6 Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 10:59:42 AM
"WHOE! There? What is that?" ask Flat-top, "Hold still, Kale while I take a swing at it." Flat-top swing with his Morning Star, then rears and with his good eye, aim with his hooves. And hopyfully that thing will let Kale go.
Raorr the Minotaur (Post-Rage) Tuesday October 23rd, 2001 3:59:21 PM
Raorr finnally decides that his desire for blood has ended. He talks himself out of his rage, and notice's Zeoll, crestfallen. Raorr notes Kale's rouble and yells some encouraging words "You can beat it Kale just focus on one at a time" Raorr walks quickly over to Zeoll and as he does so he puts his hands inside of his backpack and says "perhaps you might want to use either of these" Raorr draws forth a scroll, and a potion "They both are healing, I carry them in case of an emergency"
OOC: Potion healing (no bonus) Scroll of Cure Light Wound (no bonus)
Kenisha d20+6=19 d4+1=4 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 12:12:07 AM
Kenisha is shocked when Maldreen casts her last spell. Like the others, Kenisha had been sure that the witch was long gone. She mulled over Maldreen's words (Spellcraft check=19) to see if she could figure just what kind of magic she ws using.
To aid Kale she intones, ?Shev-Pak Newal? and sends a magic missile at the writhing tentacles (4 HP of damage).
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=5 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 12:19:04 AM
Ceira opens her eyes to see what the ruckus is all about and sees the flailing tentacles. With the other Taurs rushing in to help Kale, Ceira is not certain whether there is a clear shot. She raises her finger to try and point at the tentacle that is grasping Kale.
(OOC: If she gets a clear shot, 5 dmg)
She went thataway (DM Carl) d20+16=17 d8+4=8 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 4:48:50 AM
Kale, aided by Leets, and the damage inflicted by Flat Top, Kenisha and Ceira, manages to break free from the grappling tentacle (Nat 1 on grapple check!). The party pull back out of range, and take stock. The tentacle that wrestled with Kale has been destroyed, but you estimate that trying to break through the remaining eleven is going to be a lengthy and dangerous enterprise. These things are tough!
Zeoll trickles the mystery potion into the paladin's mouth; the vast gash across his torso begins to heal before Zeoll's eyes, and although the man remains badly hurt, he is at least well out of danger. In fact it seems(Zeoll cannot be wholy certain) as if the man is no longer unconcious, merely sleeping deeply.
Kenisha too is convinced there is something odd about Maldreen's spellcasting. The Holy symbol, the calling upon her Dark Lord to empower her... something doesn't quite sit right with the spells that were cast... In a flash of insight Kenisha realises that Maldreen was not casting Divine spells, but Arcane ones! Though the woman styles herself as a Cleric of her foul master, it would seem by the spells she casts that she is nothing of the kind! More evidence of her patent lunacy, perhaps?
The patrons begin to move towards the party, filled with gratitude at their timely rescue from certain death.
Then, above the Journey's End, a voice carries down to you. "My Dark Master will have your hides for hearthrugs, you stinking Taurs!" screeches Maldreen, and Kenisha is just able to catch a glimpse of the floating figure illuminated in the bloody light of twin red moons as it vanishes over the roof of the Inn, heading for the street beyond.
Kale Wednesday October 24th, 2001 7:11:59 AM
"Thanks for getting me out of there." Kale says to Leets and Flat-Top. then as the evil magic-user vanishes down the street, Kale turns to Kenshada and asks "Do we try to find her?"
Kalon the Wemic d20+3=13 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 9:58:38 AM
The danger once again passed Kalon hurries back toward Kenisha stopping to help any injured or dying patrons he can.
OOC: Heal Check 13
Flat-top Wednesday October 24th, 2001 10:05:09 AM
"NAWW! Roar, killing that monster down there is almost impossible, because of it's size,and the amount of tentacles it has. Beside there is only one small trap door to get down, then only one of us Taurs go down at a time. Impossible, we'll have too many casualties for no good planning and hooves hold." Flat-top put away his Morning Star back around his neck and turns to Kenisha and ask, " Now what do we do?"
Kenisha d20+3=22 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 11:15:28 AM
Turning back to helping the injured, Kenisha answers her friends' quires with a quivering voice, "For now we don't go after her, we help everyone who is hurt here. Raorr, she is no longer down that trapdoor, I saw her fly off. We do have to report to the local authorities that they have an evil magician in their area. For I am certain that this... this... Maldreen is no cleric of any god, but is in fact an arcane mage of some sort. She is as false as her so called god!"
Kenisha's eyes flash with anger and tears as she helps one of the injured patrons (Heal check=22)
Zeoll Wednesday October 24th, 2001 11:46:01 AM
"Many thanks, good Rraorrr," Zeoll says, "but the paladin's own magic seems to have healed him. Thank goodness, since I surre wasn't helping!" Zeoll laughs, with a ragged edge in his voice that is unusual for him.
"It seems that this battle is overr," the wemic priest says, "but therre are surrely many morre battles ahead. I must tell you, my frriends, that rright now the grreatest hope -- and the grreatest fearr -- now in my soul lies at home."
"What has happened to Domi's Hearrt? If it yet lives, it will be a beacon of joy to all! And if it is not, we should know that too." Zeoll looks at Kenisha. "The grreat desirre of my being is to go home and find out. Is therre a morre prressing need, Kenisha?
He pauses for a moment in thought. "I just hope the magical brridges arre still therre," he says.
[Out Of Character: With Donna's blessing, three weeks ago I finished Web pages that gave great detail on the Hearthold Keep. Those pages have not been "officially" approved for Wold use -- and I suppose their content may change now that Domi is dead. But for what it's worth, here's the link. I hope this is okay, Carl.
((DM Carl: This is fine, Cayzle. As far as I'm concerned, this *is* Hearthold Keep. Or at the very least, it was... who knows what state it's in now...))
Leets d20+4=20 Wednesday October 24th, 2001 2:48:27 PM
The young centaur is glad to see Kale safe, but also understand that Maldreen is gone. When hearing her he really thought he had a last chance to avenge Domi, but now... Leets falls on his four knees, and puts his sword on the ground. He then hits the dust on the ground with his fists, and feels tears of pain and anger coming back. He clenches his teeth, and breathes deeply, looking around. He stands up slowly, helping himself with his sword as if he was very tired.
"Ceira my friend, those are really bad wounds you have, let me help you..."
Leets tears up his blue tunic to make some bandage, and uses the water in his backpack to clean Ceira's wounds and try to heal her.
OOC: rolled 20 for my healing skill.
Raorr Wednesday October 24th, 2001 3:28:30 PM
RAorr puts the Scroll back into his back back and approaches Ceira. "Ceira, this should help heal the wounds, It may not help the burn scars, but it will soften the pain slightly" He holds out the potion to her.
Raorr looks over towards the monsterosity of tentacles, and says "I think your wrong about the tentacles though. We could get all eight of us with in reach if necessary. Three in front 5 feet, one of which uses the bar for height advantage. While the rest stand behind using weapons like my glaive. We could do it, probably take half a minute. Someone might be hurt but with enough of us there the monster won't be able to do too much."
Raoor looks over to Kenisha and says "What's your opinion, boss"
Raorr still holding on to the Potion waiting for CEira to use it, comments to Kalon "Hey Kalon, you don't look well either, want to have a potion? I don't think seeing a preist is going to be useful for a while."
Respite (DM Carl) Thursday October 25th, 2001 4:12:07 AM
While the Taurs ponder their next move, those wounded patrons in the bar are seen to. The sleeping paladin and cleric are dragged inside, and the patrons begin to organise themselves, fetching water and binding the wounds of the injured.
The mass of black tentacles undulates menacingly, but with no-one in range it is harmless.
The tear stained faces of the inn occupants show a new resiliance now. Though still scared and distraught, the words and actions of the Chosen of Domi have united them, strengthened them, and will see them through this long, terrible night, ensconsed in the relative safety of the Journey's End.
From the screams and noise outside the now-closed inn doors, it sounds as if this may be the best place for them. The streets of Lankhmar are in total chaos.
Kale Thursday October 25th, 2001 9:12:42 AM
not have any skills in healing, Kale decides to stay out of everyone's way by moving to the front doors and stand guard, weary of anyone trying to enter the inn
Flat-top Thursday October 25th, 2001 10:43:27 AM
"I'll keep watch with you, here at the door.' said Flat-top. To the rest of the party, "We'll be safe enought for tonight here at the Inn. Then we'll see what tomorow brings. Kale can you trust me if I make lunch in the kitchen?"
Ceira Karwyn d8+1=7 Thursday October 25th, 2001 11:20:41 AM
"Thank you Leets and thank you Raorr." Ceira feels a cold and crisp surge of energy flood the right side of her body. In a few moments, the stinging pain subsides. Ceira slowly props herself up to get back on her paws and stretches the healed nerves and muscles.
(OOC: I don't know how potent that potion was so I'll leave the HP restoration to you.)
(DM Carl: That was a CLW (no bonus) if I read Roarr's sheet correctly. 7 HP restored.
"That must be it Kenisha! I too sensed something strange about it but I couldn't put a claw on it. I wonder what her intentions are? And if her god is false. Then what happened to our beloved Domi?"
Ceira stands staring at the flailing tentacles. "Well, we certainly cannot leave that thing here. It is too dangerous. I think I can use my crossbow to fire at that thing from a distance." She props it up in a firing position and her body checks out okay. She also opens up the two quivers tied together and hanging on her side. "Looks like I have roughly 15-20 bolts available. Instead of shooting at each tentacle, there must be a mass 'source' where these tentacles are all tied together. Perhaps if we can target that instead. The other option is to the possibility of waiting to see what happens. If it is true she is an arcane mage of some sort, then there should be a limited duration on this spell."
Leets Thursday October 25th, 2001 3:08:39 PM
Leets tries to smile to Ceira since she feels better, but barely manage to express such a thing. He walks away, outside the inn, and takes in the dust the shield he was offered at the Heatkeep. He wipes the dust out of the silvery surface, and looks at his own reflect during a long minute, wondering who he might hope to be now. After another deep breath, Leets also takes his chainmail he threw on the ground a moment before. He now feels ashamed, and quietly wears his protections outside, under the dark sky.
"I don't know much about those arcane and clerical spells you are talking of Kenisha, but it only means one thing to me: this Marteaus Maldreen was talking of is no real god. He has to pay for what he did."
Feeling that he still be shocked, and that he won't be able to take good decisions tonight, Leets waits for Kenisha's orders. He looks at the patrons who begin to react and asks Kenisha:
"Those people will probably need us, but what should we do?"
Kalon the Wemic Thursday October 25th, 2001 9:30:33 PM
Kalon looks at the potion Raorr is offering,"If our beloved god is in truth dead we should conserve what we have of his magic. I will be fine my friend in a few days with some rest. It is not as bad as it looks."
He turns looking toward Kenisha feeling tears begin to push to the surface. The loss of Domi beginning to truly set in. He moves from the wounded patron he was tending and over to Kenisha. Reaching his hand out tentatively as if unsure she will be there. His heart fearing that all around him is a horrible dream. When his hand touches her shoulder the reality sinks in far to quickly. If she is real then the death of Domi must be real as well.
Turning away from Kenisha he sits lays down feeling a heaviness in his heart. When he speaks it is a whisper.
"What next for us Kenisha?"
Zeoll Thursday October 25th, 2001 10:44:45 PM
"This is a securre place to wait, maybe, but while we wait, the Wold ends. I would rratherr face it at home. And I long for the Hearrt."
Zeoll paces, and his tail whips. "Orr let us go out into the tumult and strrike a blow for Domi's memorry. 'Have Courrage,' he said. Staying in a bolt-hole is not courrage!"
"What say you, leaderr Kenisha?"
Kenisha Friday October 26th, 2001 1:20:09 AM
Kenisha's hand covers Kalon's when it rests on her shoulder, in silent support and her own need to feel connected.
"I think we are safe for the moment from the tentacles and they should go away, Ceira and we may need those bolts elsewhere tonight. And I agree that we must see to the Heart and the Hearthold, but it would be folly to rush headlong out into the night." Kenisha sighs and rubs her face with her hands which shake with her suppressed anger and grief. Finally she speaks again.
"I have a suggestion, but I truly do not know if it is tactically sound, so I am asking those of you who are more practiced in fighting to tell me what you think. I suggest that we leave some of us here to protect these people and to keep this inn secure as a savehaven. The rest of us will go out, carefully, and assess the state of the rest of this city. I can not believe that we are the only ones fighting this madness. In greater numbers we have a better chance of turning the tides of darkness. We can decide if it is safe to reach the alley and the gate once we've looked about."
Raorr Friday October 26th, 2001 5:35:33 AM
Raorr looks at Kenisha and says "I believe that would not be wise. Stay her for the night. WE are not cowering or hiding, we are in the place of our enemy who has fled. WE should search this place and find the witches dark magics and destroy them. THis should be done before we leave. For if we leave now she will return. this is her place and we have forced her away. We should deal with that."
Raorr looks to the rest, "Domi said have courage, but courage is not only braveery, but the ability to believe in others. HAve courage that things will return to normal eventually."
Looking to Leets & Zeoll "I don't believe a mortal can kill a god. And no mortal can be a god. Domi's power is weakend butif domi was truely dead would there still be courage, bravery. No, of course not. We will continue our mission no matter where it takes us. If we have to go tothe deepest layers of the darkest level of the abyss to unite our peoples we will continue. During our journey Domi will return, we will hold him in each of us. We must remeber to spread his word now more than before, since many will question his power since he no longer grants it."
"This is a test, those who fail have no courage. Those who fail, fail Domi. I will not retreat from this challenge, brcause I know we are the champions of domi, his chosen."
Raorr looks around and starts clearing up the smashed bodies of the dead, and begins moving them towards the door. "Let's get rid of these bodies."
The Night of Fear (DM Carl) Friday October 26th, 2001 6:36:51 AM
The Chosen decide to stay at the Inn overnight. A small scouting team is chosen from amongst the least injured to assess the situation outside, and they return with grim news.
All around running battles rage through the streets, as looters and madmen rampage through the city. A few brave city guard try desperately to control the overwhelming chaos, but the odds are hopelessly stacked against them. Indeed, most of the guard are joining in with the bedlam. Fires are breaking out, and the screams of terror are now intermingled with the cries of the injured and dying. Blood flows in the darkened streets.
The scouts have returned with yet another sleeping Brother, after finding him amidst the smouldering ruins of the great Lankhmar Temple of Domi. They have saved him from committing acts so unspeakable they cannot bring themselves to tell the others of them. There is much work to do, and many victims to champion.
Over the course of the night, using the Journey's End as a base of operations, the Chosen do what little they can to bring order to the city streets. While the arcane spellcasters recuperate (Full night's rest, spells regained) the rest of the Taurs take shifts, resting then venturing out into the night to do what they can. But they are only few, in a city of tens of thousands. It is like trying to douse an inferno with tears.
They do establish, however, that the mystic portal back to Centaur Island is accessible and functioning. Further, they are able to find three more Cure Light Wounds potions (1d8+1) amidst the chaos of the streets.
And now, in the early hours, as the citizens of Lankhmar begin to barricade themselves into their homes and bury themselves under sweat-drenched sheets, desperate for the dawn, the thoughts of the Taurs also turn toward home; if Domi is dead what of Heartkeep, and what of the Reunited Heart?
(OOC: I have you guys on the following damage. No further damage is suffered during the night. Mail me if your records don't match this. Zeoll: 8 HP Roarr: 3 HP Ceira: 4 HP Kalon: 14 HP Flat Top: 8 HP)
Kale Friday October 26th, 2001 9:13:57 AM
"Why wouldnt I trust you, Flat-Top?" Kale asks the centaur, a bit confused by his question. "Anyways, I dont think we will be staying around here for lunch."
Flat-top Friday October 26th, 2001 10:23:05 AM
"Don't you remember back at the Keep? when we first arived? We went into the kitchen and started to make a meal, that all of us could eat? Then we meet YOU-KNOW-WHO? HE threw us out of the kitchen and told us 'NEVER come BACK into HIS kitchen AGAIN." Flat-top limp in the kitchen and came back with bread, meat, green salad anf fruits. Flat-top will go out with a small party and come back to the INN with the sleeping brother accross his back. "I have to rest."said Flat-top "OH! yes we did find three potion somebody pick them up. Excuse me I must really rest."
Kalon the Wemic Friday October 26th, 2001 10:27:30 AM
Kalon still suffering from his wounds stays close to Kenisha and Ceira. While they rest over the night pacing nervously, emotions movung from anger to frustration to fear to great sadness and despair. Many times that night he goes over where Kenisha rests as if to help himself cling to the world and resist the nightmare. In the end her presence being the only thing that even begins to fill the void left by Domi's death.
Kenisha Friday October 26th, 2001 11:09:26 AM
"I guess our best bet is to all head out this time and go through the gate. All our efforts is just a drop in the bucket here in Lankhmar." Kenisha says wearily.
Ceira Karwyn Friday October 26th, 2001 3:34:55 PM
"Yes," follows Ceira. "It would be best if we get out of here and see what remains of Hearthold Keep."
Zeoll Friday October 26th, 2001 6:37:24 PM
Zeoll follows Kenisha's lead, though he repeats that he would like to return home, if asked.
"Beforre we go," he adds, "We should wake the two clerrics and the paladin. Maybe they would like to join us."
He holds on to one of the healing potions, if no one objects.
Zeoll's Status:
-8 hp all spells gone, alas plus one healing potion
Leets Sunday October 28th, 2001 5:18:30 AM
"I really wish you were right Raorr...That Domi was only weakened. However, my link with Domi was strong, and it was so painful when it was broken. It left an empty place in my soul, and I now feel like standing in a field of ruins. Wherever I turn my heart, I cannot see Domi...There is only this black, frozen wind, and it almost made me insane when I first felt it..."
Leets barely sleeps during the night, waking up at the slightest noise.
"I would be glad to come back at the Heartkeep. Domi's presence was always strong at our home. If there is hope, we will find it there. However, you know as well as me that we'll have to come back: Maldreen has to be around, and we must find her. When this is done, it will only be the beginning..."
Day Of Darkness
Home is where the Heart is (DM Carl) Monday October 29th, 2001 4:15:44 AM
By the early hours of the morning the Chosen are exhausted, despite the brief rests. They pray for the first sweet rays of sun to restore sanity to the Wold. But they never come. With mounting horror the Chosen realise that although it is well past dawn… the sun has failed to rise! The Wold remains drenched in unholy darkness!
The Chosen make their way back through the Portal, across the rainbow bridge and make all haste for Heartkeep and the Heart of Domi. Though it is mid-morning, the sun still has not risen.
As the Taurs finally approach the great doors of Heartkeep a sickening sight greets them. The doors are wide open, and in the Entry Hall bodies lay strewn about. Among them are faces you recognize, Taurs who had been drawn to Heartkeep, and who had set up home there. Lying slumped against the Heart Chamber door, wailing in anguish. Is Neima, the wemic head Housekeeper.
Upon spying the group she struggles to her feet and rushes to meet you. “Oh please, please help us! Help the children!”
She takes some calming down before you are able to piece together the tragic series events, but eventually you establish that yesterday afternoon the Keep was being visited by a school outing led by a centaur, minotaur and wemic Brother of Domi. The school, the United Heart School for Taurs, has the honour of being the first mixed race Taur school in the history of the races. Everything was going perfectly... until Domi died. Madness and fury swept through the keep. Borus, Paladin head of the Heartguard, was killed by his own troops to prevent him murdering all in his path. Many others died, went insane, or are missing.
The Brothers, though grief stricken, seemed sane enough, and were left with the children and the keep teacher, Palamedes. Over the course of that terrible night, however, it became apparent that these Holy Brothers of Domi were anything but sane. First they beat the frail Palamedes unconscious. Then, creeping out into the Eastern, Western and Main Hallways they overpowered and murdered the unsuspecting Heartguard (posted there for their own protection!) and herded the sleepy children into the Heart Chamber. Then, barricading the huge doors against all attacks, the Clerics declared it their intention to sacrifice all 9 of the children as this (they had decided in their madness) was the only way to restore Domi to the Wold! And they have yelled to those outside that any attempt to break down the doors will force the sacrifices to take place early!
The question is asked “What of Kular?” The great Original Taur, Steward of Heartkeep, is (as far as the Chosen can determine) a creation of Domi Himself. What effect have these terrible events had on him?
“He lies at death’s door, sirs” sobs Neima. “When we felt it, Domi dying, I mean, Kular just collapsed. We got him to his room and cared for him as best we could, but I think he’s… he’s dying! I tried to tell him about the children this morning, but all he could do was whisper “Bring the Chosen to me the moment they arrive”. I fear his mind may have gone along with his body, sirs! Oh, what are we to do?!” She breaks down into floods of tears once more.
From within the Heart Chamber you hear the Holy Psalms of Domi being chanted in a grotesque perversion of the Ceremony of Offering. You will need to think fast; the climax of the ceremony is rapidly approaching; those children have only minutes to live!
Zeoll Monday October 29th, 2001 6:42:32 AM
Deep sorrow saturates Zeoll's bones, seeps through his muscles and organs, and leaks out of his eyes. As the horror that has invaded his home sinks fully into his soul, his tail, usually so animated, falls to the ground like a dead thing.
The wemic remembers the last time he returned to his clan's homeground on Liontaur Island. Everyone there -- his people, his family -- lay in their blood, slain in an attack by foul hellhounds. The same stench of death and despair and grief overwhelms his nostrils.
But his determination to confront the unconfrontable is obvious in his iron posture, and even if there is no hope in his face, there is the clear determination to do what must be done. As Zeoll turns and speaks to his fellow Chosen, his face is stern and he is weeping.
But his practical words belie the emotions visible on his face.
"Kenisha, I suggest that at least one of us go to Kularr at once. He may die verry soon, and we must hearr his worrds beforre he is gone. But at least some of us must also act now to save the childrren."
"Does anyone have any idea on how we can get inside the Hearrt Chamberr beforre they perrforrm theirr hideous sacrrifice?"
"Herre is my idea. In theirr madness, these Brrotherrs and Clerrics may have forrgotten to barr the egrress onto the rroof. If we get on top of the Keep, we may be able to quietly advance into the Hearrt Chamberr by way of the stairrs frrom the Obserrvatorry."
"If someone has a skill orr spell to climb walls, that could help get us up therre. If not, I suggest we take the longest table frrom the Commons and use it as a rramp. We can lean it against the Keep and climb up it at least parrtway to the rroof. Frrom therre we might climb orr jump the rrest of the way."
"These arre my ideas -- one or two to Kularr, the rrest into the Hearrt Chamber by any means possible. Anyone else have any ideas? Kenisha, we arre at yourr command."
Kale Monday October 29th, 2001 7:01:29 AM
not waiting for an answer from Zeoll's questions, Kale runs off in the direction of the Heart Chamber(if he doesnt know where it is, he follows the sounds of the chanting priests). as he runs he pulls out his bow and prepares to shoot the first thing he sees
Leets d20+5=7 Monday October 29th, 2001 8:12:29 AM
A veil of dispair darkens Leets' eyes as he is told of such terrible news. After growing up in the middle of the war between Centaurs and Minotaurs the Heartkeep was the best hope of common future for the Taurs to Leets, but now... Kular about to die, childrens about to be sacrified...and this endless night. Since Domi's death, the young centaur often felt like his soul was about to be drowned into darkness. Even in Zeoll's plan, Leets was feeling helpless: as a centaur he could barely climb up a wall...With his paladinhood lost, Leets only had his muscles, his brain and his heart to fight those darkness.
Leets galops after Kale.
"Kale! I hate to do that, but perhaps I have a chance to make them open this door, and maybe you can help me. Don't you think the Brothers would be glad to have one of the Chosen to sacrifice too, particularly if an ex-paladin join them?"
"I know it's not the way a warrior, and even more a paladin should act, but those are CHILDREN inside, and they are going to die an horrible way. Please help me Kale, even just by staying backward while I try to enter..."
Leets will drum on the door, shouting as loud as he can.
"Brothers! Let me enter! I'm one of yours! I hear Domi's voice calling for me too! Calling for the blood of the Chosen to come back! Let me appease his thirst! Let me join you! Let me enter!"
OOC: diplomacy roll...ouch...7
Flat-top Monday October 29th, 2001 9:22:56 AM
Flat-top listens with a sad heart, turns to Kanisha. "Your the Leader, go to Kular and tell him that's it is true WE are the Chosen Ones of Domi, But He (Kular) was the Creation of Domi. That it is here, the Keep that He is needed. Tell him to have Faith and Courage. Now more than ever we need Him." Flat-top to the other two Wemic and tells them,"Only a Wemics with feline agilaty can got up to the tower, there is is rope (and other tools) in the shed off the kitchen. Look for the lowest sloop in the roof, that will be the shortest way up." Off Flat-top gallops to join the rest of the fighters.
Kenisha Monday October 29th, 2001 10:59:06 AM
Kenisha winces as both Kale and Leets race off. She turns to Zeoll and says, "Minotaurs and Wemics will have a better chance of following your plan of entry in to the Heart Chamber. Ceira, go with them and I and Flat-top will race to Kular's room. I pray we are in time to save them."
With that she will head off to Kular as fast as she can through the halls. When she gets there she says, "Kular? We are here. How can we stop the brothers?"
Kalon the Wemic Monday October 29th, 2001 10:21:34 PM
Kalon glances at Zeoll a look of doubt crossing his face. Then with a sigh he says,"Okay Zeoll it's worth at least a look to see if we can" he turns to leave but then pauses,"Hey Raorr you up to a climb?"
Ceira Karwyn d20+2=17 d20+3=13 d20+2=19 d20+2=17 d20+2=12 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 4:12:50 AM
Ever since the dawn of the morning hours, the hazy darkness that blankets the sky is unnerving to her soul. She takes each step reluctantly as if the Wold itself would collapse into the depths of hell from the taint.
Ceira remains staring at the carnage of Hearthold keep from the rainbow bridge. 'Who's to say the island won't sink at any moment?' she wonders to herself as she stops at the edge of the bridge. "There is color on this bridge." she says absent mindedly but she quickly jumps off of it as if something bit her paws. She looks back at the bridge and figures it is even worse to be on a bridge with so much color. A prime target for the drab colors of the night.
Her trance is broken up by Kenisha's resounding words. "Yes... Yes... Let us be off then." she mumbles. Ceira shakes her head vigorously to shake off the chill and focus on the task at hand.
"If we are to storm in by the roof, I suggest we storm in from two fronts. It will create a more chaotic situation and may give us an extra second or two. Every second can count. Raorr, you are probably the most proficient melee fighter among us. You should be able to handle a frontal assault on your own. Zeoll, Kalon, and I will try our paws on trying to scale the wall and pounce with our feline instincts from above."
(OOC: If we can climb, Climb=17. If we can put something together, Craft=13. Maybe climbing on each other, Balance=19. Throughout the process, Move Silently=17 Maybe use a rope, Use Rope=12)
And now, the end is near... (DM Carl) d20+7=22 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 10:00:28 AM
Kale and Leets are already at the door to the Heart Chamber (see previous post), and so don't go anywhere. Leets bangs on the door, and begs to join the proceedings. The answer is unequivocal (Will 22).
"Stay back! No-one come near the door, or we will be forced to complete the sacrifice before the ceremony is complete! I warn you, one more bang on the door, one more word, and they die NOW!" comes the demented voice of a Brother. In the background, the chanting continues.
Ceira, Kalon, Roarr and Zeoll hunt around for some way to make it to the roof, but quickly discover that this is going to be near impossible. The walls of the keep are high (too high for standing on one another's shoulders), designed to keep out invaders, and without specialist equipment or magic the climb is going to be extremely difficult, not to mention lengthy. And time is something you are running short on... The commons tables, though long, are not going to be long enough to get up the wall, and will take at least 4 rounds to fetch and put in place. (OOC: if you wish to continue to try, specify exactly what you are trying to do, and make rolls to attempt it. ).
Kenisha and Flat top set off to speak to Kular in his private chamber (you will reach him next turn).
Flat-top Tuesday October 30th, 2001 10:35:09 AM
"O K! I'm coming, I still think that I should fight those Brothers. But If You Need Me,Kenisha." They both trot off to Kular's Room, Knocks and open the door for Leader Kenisha. Flat-top will stand next to the door and let her talk to Kular.
Zeoll takes charge d20=3 d20=9 d20=9 d20=14 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 3:59:06 PM
OOC: here's the link to the maps of the Keep again:
Zeoll takes charge in Kenisha's absence -- since no one else has a better plan, he goes with the only chance he can think of. He refines his plan to speed it up. He barks out orders in an effort to get the Chosen working together.
"I know that psalm," Zeoll says, "and we have a couple minutes. Come, pull togetherr and we can save them! We have time if we act fast."
"Ceirra and Neima, jam these blades and armor scraps under the main doors to make them hold steady and straight open." He points to the detritus of battle nearby and then to the big main outer doors to the Keep as he speaks.
"Rraorrr, Kale, and Leets, get the 15 feet long table from the Workshop -- that's a lot closer than the Commons." Zeoll points through the secret door to the east.
"Kalon, help me get two beds from the Barrracks, rright thrrough therre, close by."
If all goes well, Zeoll and Kalon carry the first bed outside. Note that the barracks are very near. They set the bed down on its side, leaning against the doors that have been jammed steady and open. Then they get the second bed. Standing on the first bed, they lift the second bed so that it rests on the doors -- with Ceirra's and Neima's help. The rough structure is a trilithon (link: http://www.lessing4.de/megaliths/gl_trilithon.htm) -- each door is a leg and the second bed is the lintel, the horizontal crosspiece.
Zeoll tells Neima to run very fast to get some stout rope, if no one has any.
When the table comes, Zeoll asks Raorr and Kale to climb up on the first bed to the lintel, giving a boost if needed. The others hand up the table, which Raorr and Kale set on the lintel, leaning against the Keep wall like a ladder. Ceirra and Leets will hold the doors to make sure they are steady. Raorr and Kale will stand on the lintel (the second bed) and hold the table. Either Kale or Zeoll will climb from the first bed to the lintel and up the table to the roof. The climber (Zeoll or Kalon) will be the best climber or the strongest -- probably that means Kalon (Zeoll has no Climb skill ranks and a 12 Str).
Whichever wemic is not climbing will help hold the doors and first bed steady. With the climber (Kalon) on the roof holding Neima's rope, Zeoll, then Raorr, then Kale climb up. From the top, Zeoll tells the ones below to go to the door, make a distraction, and try to break in when they hear fighting. The four on the roof will sneak down the stairs, hoping to enter the Heart Chamber with surprise.
[OOC: I have no idea what rolls to make, so I'll just roll four times. Modify them as needed. Zeoll's Climb is +1, his Jump, +3, his Diplomacy, +7]
Kale Tuesday October 30th, 2001 6:19:58 PM
Kale is a bit overwhelmed by what Zeoll wants him to do, but he does it(i dont know what rolls i need to make, but climb skill is 6rank & strength of 18) "I think it would be alot easier if I just pick the lock on the front door." Kale says.
Kenisha Tuesday October 30th, 2001 11:11:19 PM
When she gets to the Kular's room she says, "Kular we are here! How can we stop the Brothers and save the children?"
Cayzle's two cents (out of order) answering Kale Wednesday October 31st, 2001 6:06:18 AM
The description of the Heart Chamber includes this: "All three sets of doors are actually double doors, and none of them have locks, though they all may be barred from the inside of the room if one got something to bar the doors with."
Raorr Wednesday October 31st, 2001 12:12:52 PM
Raorr tries to follow the odd suggestion by Zeoll. Helping him as if still confused. While grabbing beds he says "can we not just charge the brothers, some children may be hurt, but even if this 'machine Zeoll wants to build works only one of us can get inside the window at a time. A frontal assault on the great doors would allow all of us to attempt to stop the brothers."
RAorr continues looking at Kalon "I'm not the greatest Climber, Kalon. But if needed I might be able to get up there."
OOC: I really hope Kular is going to show us the teleporting room of the labrynth... I see that is the only way in. With out breaking things, and I'm not sure that would work wither. Oh well Let's keep working on it.
Leets d20+2=4 d20+2=3 Wednesday October 31st, 2001 3:34:47 PM
Leets grins as the Brothers answer inside the room. He listens carefully at Zeoll's plan, and begins to work, not really seeing what his friend is planning but doing his best.
(Ouch...Rolled 4 on my strength roll to bring the tables, and rolled 3 to hold the doors...that's a failure....)
"I think that Raorr is right, and I'm not sure will have enough time to act...We could have used something, like this table, as a ram to break the door, and attack by surprise, don't you think so?"
Kalon the Wemic d20+3=14 d20+3=12 Wednesday October 31st, 2001 8:05:06 PM
Kalon listens to Zeoll explain his plan still thinking it is not going to be enough to reach the roof. Despair begins to enter his heart as the seconds tick by that they will be unable to save these poor children. He works diligently at it though and when the time comes to attempt the climbs up he is ready.
Then pausing he says,"Does anybody have a grapnel that would help"
He stands a moment trying to assess how one would climb a wall like this one even with a bed leaning against it.
OOC: Rolled twice once to try and get up to the "lintel" and once to climb the bed to the top. 14 for the first 12 for the second. If someone has a grapnel he would use that to help since i am pretty sure neither of those rolls will make it.
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=23 Thursday November 1st, 2001 1:47:03 AM
Without saying much, Ceira takes heed of Zeoll's commands and starts jamming blades under the doors to hopefully keep them stable.
(OOC: My guess is a Craft skill of 23 for this case. Zeoll has his attack plan but we'd better roll one round at a time because things will change. For example, Leets failed in trying to drag a table over so rolling to hold the door up isn't worth much.)
Small Sacrifices (DM Donna) Friday November 2nd, 2001 8:19:31 AM
The part of the Taur group that is desperately wringing their brains for a way into the Heart Chamber suddenly find themselves seized with a conviction that Kular's insistence to see them MUST have a direct bearing on any hope of rescuing the children in time. Everyone runs to Kular's room.
Inside his quarters, the steward of Heartkeep Hold is not looking at all well, but he almost brightens up when he sees that all of the Chosen are assembled here now.
"Masters...Mistresses..." he addresses you weakly, yet with a strength that is nothing short of amazing (in his current condition,) "...there is only ONE way for you to reach the imperiled children before those poor, mad clerics do something they'll regret--you must travel the Labyrinth that lies beneath Hearthold. It was originally merely a test for the faithful...even a diversionary tactic for any who would dare to try to invade Bridge Isle uninvited...but now, it will be the means for you to save the children..."
Kular manages to choke out the directions to the island entrance to the Labyrinth, advising that the party allows the minotaurs to lead them through, as minotaurs do EXTREMELY well in mazes.
"Go through the Labyrinth..." gasps the rapidly-fading Kular, "...and remember...to reach...the Heart of the Hold..." The steward coughs heavily and drags in a ragged breath. "...together! You...MUST...always stay...togetherrrrrrrrr" Kular falls silent.
(OOC: your characters have the directions to get to the Labyrinth and then through to the room that will lead the party up to the Heart Chamber--if they but heed the courageous Kular's words. Good luck!)
(OOC: Farewell from Carl: Guys, I'm really sorry to bail on you like this, but real life just caught up with me in a BIG way. Hope to be back sometime soon, but its looking like February at the earliest. All the best, and sorry for the inconvenience!)
Flat-top Friday November 2nd, 2001 11:27:50 AM
"Go through the Labyrith? " said Flat-top,"I never knew that there was a Labyrith under the Keep? We were the first call of Domi." Flat-top goes over to the Raorr and Kale. Puts an arm around each of them. "Well! You heared what Kular said, Minotaurs are best in mazes. Don't worry the rest of us will be right behind you." Flat-top turns to Kular, "Hold on Kular, we will be right back."
Raorr shudders Saturday November 3rd, 2001 9:18:18 AM
As Falt-top places his arm on Raorr's shoulder raorr's facial expression tighens immediately. He looks at the centaur warrior "I would suggest you remove your arm quickly, I'm already tense as it is."
Raorr then looks at Kale and says "I dislike puzzles, and minotaurs maybe better at them, however I believe you should lead I will follow at the end of the group to ensure everyone sticks together. One minotaur at the front, one at the back."
Raorr passes a glance over to Kalon "Do I have a sign on my back that says 'place your arm on my back?" he chuckles to the wemic.
Kale Saturday November 3rd, 2001 9:23:59 AM
after hearing Kular's words, Kale stands up tall and says "Ill lead us through. Lets move quickly, though. I dont think we have much time." then he moves as fast as he can to the entrance of the labrynth
Leets Sunday November 4th, 2001 3:11:37 PM
Leets clenches his fists with anger and helplessness when seeing Kular so low... He listens carefully, and hesitates one second, as if he was going to tell something to Kular. Finally he follows the other Chosen, understanding that if there is a whole labyrinth to walk through, every second will be precious. However, the young centaur gets a last worried look at Kular's door while walking away, with a strange feeling...
Kalon the Wemic Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:45:32 PM
For a moment before leaving he stares at Kular a moment sensing that Kular may well not recover. Crouching beside him he whispers,"We will keep the dream that Domi had alive as long as we live. Have courage and we will prevail" he turns to join the group as they leave
Zeoll Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:59:58 PM
Zeoll tries to reassure Kular. "We will stay togetherr, my frriend." Then, follwing Kenisha's lead, he races off with the group to the entrance to the Labyrinth. (which is where, anyway? Outside in the jungle?)
Kenisha Monday November 5th, 2001 12:54:37 AM
Kenisha bows in respect to Kular as the Chosen left the room. "Lead on Kale. Time is precious."
DM Ceil d20=17 d20=8 d20=3 d20=15 d20=15 d20=11 d20=4 Monday November 5th, 2001 10:41:20 AM
Kale and Raorr open the heavy bronze door to the Labyrinth. There in front of them are the tunnels. The minotaurs run down the lefthand tunnel, leading the party to a series of big studded logs on chains, swinging back and forth--an obvious test of dexterity. The minotaurs show the party the way around this puzzle, and a few other puzzles, too.
Eventually the serpentine progress leads to a room that has four doors of heavy oak. There are figures carved into each of the doors--one has a Centaur, another a Minotaur, the third a Wemic, and the last one, a dimensional relief of all three races.
OH! OH! Now which one? The Taurs all put on their thinking caps (OOC: the d20 rolls above), and suddenly one of you exclaims: "What did Kalon say?? 'Stay together?' I say OPEN the door with all the races!"
So Kale and Raorr pull open the door, leading the party into the Heart Chamber--where you find the senior-most cleric--a centaur!--poised with a dagger upraised over the first intended sacrifice to Domi...a young wemic lad. There are seven other priests of the God of War standing guard over the other seven children. (A map will be emailed.)
Leets litteraly jumps outside the stairs, and attacks the first cleric who's holding the young wemic. When he saw the clerics holding the children, Leets realized he could perfectly be one of the Brothers turned mad. Fighting the cleric as well as the shadows lying in his very heart, Leets tried to stand between the wemic child and the mad priest, more taking care of the child than of his second attack.
OOC: rolled 17+3 for my sword attack, damage 5+2 (considering it's not a charge: too close). Only 6+1 for the hooves attack, damage 2+2.
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=15 d20+5=23 d20+4=22 d20+4=16 d20+4=7 d4+3=5 d4+3=6 d4+3=4 d6+3=4 Monday November 5th, 2001 7:57:18 PM
As Leets burst out of the hidden passage Kalon follows fast on his tail. Seeing that Leets has engaged the nearest cleric he notes the children all crowded in the middle of the mad clerics. Rushing across the room he heads directly toward the cleric nearest in the circle to the right (OOC: Number 2)
As he does so he calls out to Raorr,"Raorr,help me clear them back so the children can get out." As he approaches the cleric he rolls in to avoid any attacks against him (tumbling check 15 to go through their adjacent square without provoking attacks). Then roll back to his feet leaps up to try and pounce down on the cleric. (OOC: I don't know if I can pounce from this position but have included a jump roll to help me do that the 23)He springs slashing with his claws and trying to finally drive a strike from his arms in (OOC: Front Paw #1 22 to hit Front paw #2 16 to hit, Unarmed strike 7 to hit. Damage is 1st 5 second 6 (rolled one to many d4's sorry) and unarmed strike for 4)
Kenisha d20+3=7 d4+1=3 Monday November 5th, 2001 10:46:41 PM
Kenisha scrambles out of the passage and moves off to one side of the room; leaving lots of room for the other Chosen to exit and maneuver.
In a load voice she calls out, "For the love of Domi, stop this madness! Save the Children!" (diplomacy = 7)
She then points at one of the clerics at the other side of the room and shouts, "?Shev-Pak Newal!"; sending a magic missile (damage = 3 HP).
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=3 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 1:35:06 AM
Ceira scrambles out of the passage with her light crossbow in hand and ready to shoot but thinks twice. She isn't a master by any means and there are too many children who could get hit. She lets go of the crossbow and decides to use her ever-popular spell, Magic Missle.
Seeing how Leets is already on the move towards the nearest Cleric, Ceira looks across the room to find the next cleric with the most lethal weapon and aim her Magic Missle at the cleric's hand. (OOC: 3 dmg)
Raorr Charges a Cleric d20+7=18 8d6(5+1+4+4+6+6+2+3)+12=43 d20+6=10 2d6(1+1)+4=6 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 5:52:09 AM
Raorr Charges a cleric on the left side of the room, trying to help Kalon clear a path for the children to run.
In his head is pray 'Hopefully they will attack me and not the children.'
"I am Domi's arm, and you have failed him, you will pay the price for this insult to his way."
OOC: Hit AC 18 with charge. Raorr AC is 21/20 first attack is 21 rest is 20.
Damage from charge 43
If another cleric provokes attack of opportunity Raorr hits AC 10 with his greatsword
Damage for AoO is 6
Flat-top d20+8=14 d20+4=23 d20+4=15 d20+4=6 d8+5=10 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 10:21:30 AM
(ooc: I will be making a subdual attack)
Flat-top coming out of passage, and quickly glancing at the battle scene. Flat-top sees that Leets is engaging Cleric(# 1). If he did not drop the dagger, then Flat-top will hit the Cleric(# 1)with the handle of his Morning Star as well as his hooves. (if the Cleric drops his dagger, Flat-top will attack Cleric(# 3) instead.)
Morning Star(handle) hits AC 14 for 10 hp damage; hooves hit AC 23 and 15 for 6 hp and 5 hp; no crit.
Zeoll d20+3=5 d20+3=22 d4+3=7 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 12:02:02 PM
Zeoll leaps to the attack, charging crazed cleric number 4. He leaps to attack and hits once, raking with a paw and drawing blood (7 hp of damage).
DM Cayzle - Round one: Surprise! Tuesday November 6th, 2001 1:14:38 PM
As the Chosen emerge from the undertunnel, they see the enemy clerics looking at them with amazement, the light of their madness burning brightly. However, the crazed clerics seem to have been taken by surprise, and the party puts their advantage to good use.
Leets and Flat-top take a short step forward and attack the centaur with the dagger, who seems to be a leader. They don't have time for a full set of attacks, so they strike with Sword and Morning Star.
Leets cuts the leader (AC15), drawing blood.
Flat-top, trying not to land a killing blow, strikes with the haft of his weapon, but his blow bounces off the leader's armor.
Raorr, Kalon, and Zeoll charge the cluster of clerics on the other side of the room. They only have time to attack the nearest two. [OOC: Some characters also tried to push enemies aside -- note that if you want to move an opponent, you have to specifically make grapple or bull-rush attacks, as per the Players Handbook.]
Raorr charges into a wemic with a longsword, and gores him to death.
Zeoll and Kalon, leaping to attack as wemics do, strike with their heavy paws at a minotaur priest with a sword, who only has time to murmur, "Domi!" before he also dies.
[OOC: Note that charges and surprise attacks do not allow Full Attack Actions, so no one used both natural weapons and forged weapons this round.]
Kenisha tries to reach the clerics in their insanity, but her efforts have no effect this round. [OOC: No magic missile this time because you can't cast a spell and use Diplomacy in the same round.]
Ceira's magic missile effectively targets an imposing wemic with a bastard sword, but he remains on his feet.
In the short time available, Kale only just clambers out of the passage as the round ends.
Still alive at the end of the round are:
Cleric 1 - wounded leader Centaur with dagger. Cleric 4 - Centaur with mace. Cleric 5 - Centaur with longsword. Cleric 6 - Minotaur with battle axe. Cleric 7 - wounded Wemic with bastard sword. Cleric 8 - Centaur with longsword.
As the next round begins, the leader shouts out, "We can still raise Domi! Continue the sacrifices!"
The clerics are trying to use coup de grace attacks on the children. Chosen, please make your attacks, and if you come within five feet of a crazed cleric, also make an attack of opportunity -- but please, no more than one attack of opportunity per Chosen.
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=5 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 3:05:44 PM
With the other Taurs rushing forward, it is important to strike as many clerics as possible in an instant. Knowing the front lines will be engaged by her comrades, Ceira targets her next Magic Missle at the minotaur (#6) wielding the battle axe in the back.
(OOC: damage=5)
Leets d20+3=11 d8+2=9 d20+1=11 d4+2=6 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 3:27:12 PM
Leets has to strengthen his grip on the hilt of his sword. It is a cleric's blood that is now flowing on his blade, and he perfectly knows it.
"I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT!"
Leets once again strikes the cleric, this time ready for his blow.
"Only Domi can forgive you! All I can do is to stop your madness NOW!"
The young white centaur then stands on his back legs, trying to hit his opponent with his hooves.
OOC: rolled 8+3 for my main melee attack, damage 7+2, and rolled 10+1 for my hooves bonus attack, damage 4+2.
Flat-top feeling that Leets really need no help from him, But the rest of the children do. "In Domi's Name leave these children go!!" and charges Cleric (#5) hitting him in the head with his weapon and hitting him in the chest with one of his hoof. Then yells "NEXT! I'll stop fighting you, if you put your weapons down."
Kalon the Wemic d20+4=11 d20+4=9 d20+4=18 d20+4=18 d20+3=23 d20+3=4 d20+3=15 d20+3=23 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 8:36:45 PM
Kalon see the clerics about to begin slaying the children and rushes forward. Reaching with his claws and arms to grab the three directly in front trying to pull them back and behind shielding them with his own body. As he does this he yells out to the children.
"Flee children get behind us save yourselves"
As he struggles to get in the way he calls to the clerics,"I'll show you how to bring Domi back you faithless cur. By showing you courage the very thing you lack as you strike at children"
OOC: the first four rolls are to try to grab the children and pull them behind. The next four are strength rolls. He is trying to simultaneously pull them back and get in the way of any of the cleric's blows. Unless the children are paralyzed, held ,tied up or something like that they should not be able to administer coup de grace attacks.
Kale d20+4=6 d20+4=16 d8+4=11 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 10:12:32 PM
a little stunned by the scene he just saw, Kale finally snaps out of it and runs to the minotaur with the battle axe(#6) and attacks with his mace, smashing him once(missed normal attack but hit with attack of oppurtunity) for 11 pts of damage. "Ill kill every one of you!!" the minotaur growls
Kenisha d4+1=5 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 12:37:13 AM
Kenisha lets loose with a magic missile aimed at the wemic with the broad sword (#7) hoping to keep him from striking. (damage is 5 HP)
Raorr moves and attacks d20+10=29 d20+10=30 2d6(2+1)+6=9 2d6(1+3)+6=10 d20+8=9 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 5:25:17 AM
AFter Finishing off his target, Raorr looks to the remining foes. He moves around a cleric (#5), to get a better position noting Flat-Top's position.
Raorr sensing great need to hurt these blashpemers swings the greatsword with all the power in his body (He Rages) at the preist (#5)while flanking him, the preist not fully aware how dangerous Raorr is is most likely caught off guard as Raorr deals what may be a lethal blow to his head. and as the Raorr sees another preist atttempt their part in their most heinious ritual, Raorr swings at the cleric (#8) hoping to sever his foul mind frtom its corrupted shell of a body. However this blow seems off balance as the blade as it passed through the previous target threw Raorr off balance.
OOC 1st roll hits AC 29, threaten for a crit. (Rage, and Flank) 2nd roll confirmation with a natural twenty. 3rd & 4th rolls Damage with greatsword to Cleric #5 is 19 points of damage 5th roll AoA on Cleric #8 is a miss (natural 1) Raorr AC again is 20, 21 verus cleric (#8)
Zeoll d20+2=16 2d6(2+4)+2=8 d20+2=11 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 6:54:22 AM
Zeoll seeks out Crazed Cleric Number 8 -- a centaur with a longsword. It takes him a little while to move there, so he doesn't have time to attack with paws and swords both. Instead, he just moves around, dodging bodies and weapons, and finally slashing out with his greatsword.
[OOC: can't make a full attack action and move that far in a round, so Zeoll is taking a move action and standard attack. Plus, with all his moving through combat, Zeoll may well himself be hit by an attack of opportunity.]
The wemic's sword connects, landing a solid blow. [Hit ac16 for 8 damage.]
Busy with his attempt to kill a child, Zeoll's foe isn't paying enough attention to the fight. Zeoll sneaks in another attack, but this one misses. [Attack of Opportunity hits AC 11]
DM Ceil d20=8 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 11:49:28 AM
You are so intent in saving those children, that you find strength where you didn't know existed.
Ceira's Magic Missiles hit the Minotaur With the ax and he drops dead.
Leets hits the Centaur Cleric so hard the cleric drops his dagger and falls to his knees, bleeding and crying. The child is saved and run to the east side of the room.
Flat-top after hitting the Centaur Cleric in the head and side, Standing there unbelieving that he was hit, along come Raorr and cuts the Cleric Head off.
Kalon who is trying to dodge weapons, saves as much as six children. By garbing them away from the Clerics or by telling them to run to the East end of the room.
Kale hits his Minotaur Cleric and he drops along side of his ax dead.
Kinisha's Magic Missiles not only stops the Cleric from striking the child. But kills him.
Zeoll's Great Sword slices the Centaur Cleric head off, before the Cleric could kill the child.
You have done a good job. But as you can see there's only one Centaur Cleric left and he has the child by the neck. With a crazed look in his eyes, He slowly raises his Mace "We must sacrifice! We must have Domi back! We must Kill! Do you hear me!"
The Centaur Cleric is long winded and slow to strick the child. Now is your chance to save that last child.
Kenisha d20+1=19 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 12:48:57 PM
A terror strikes Kenisha through the heart and and screaming at the top of her voice she races across the room; intent only on grabbing the mace before it can hit it's target. "No child dies here this day!" (Charging- Unarmed Disarm Attack: 19 (does the +2 from charging count? If so add to to that 19. I'm unsure if this provokes an attack of opportunity for the cleric, normal charging attacks don't, but disarming do. Either way her AC=16)
Leets d20+5=13 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 1:30:07 PM
Leets lifts his sword one last time, looking at the cleric who has fallen to his knee. He realizes that he's alsmost breathless, although the fight wasn't that long. his attention his quickly drowned by the last cleric who's holding a child. Leets let the old priest on the ground, throwing his dagger away. He then focuses on the last cleric.
"You don't have to kill anybody! Domi would never want you to do that! Brother! You know it as well as me, your heart was darkened by the power of evil but it is not too late! Save this child! Save your soul! Don't kill him! Please..."
Leets slowly walks to the centaur cleric, sheathing his sword and holding his hands to the priest. While making this couple of steps forward, he looks the centaur right in the eyes...
"Please...Let him go..."
OOC: rolled 8+5 for my diplomacy roll...
Kalon the Wemic d20+4=13 d20+3=5 d20+3=17 Thursday November 8th, 2001 12:26:00 AM
Kalon turns to the final cleric grabbing the amulet given to him by Kular,"Look at me child of Domi. This was given to me by Kular the steward of the keep and servant to our great lord Domi. This amulet was blessed by our great lord. This is a symbol of him, a symbol that as long as we live he lives. He is our lord and you know he would not want you to harm another of his children" slipping the amulet from his neck slowly he holds it so the cleric can see it,"So many have died already. We are the Chosen of Domi as are you. As long as we live Domi lives. This is blessed by him I will give you this, this small piece of our lord to honor him and to remember him. He said to have courage. He did not say to slay our own, to slay the innocent in his name. Give me the child and you can have this. This part of him that will show you his way and help you find the courage within yourself" he moves slowly closer holding the amulet out closer to him.
OOC: If he lets the child go and reaches for the amulet I will let him have it. If Kenisha's attack distracts him I will attempt to grab the child and pull him away from him. My rolls to hit the child are 13, my first strength roll is a 5 so I will spend a hero point to reroll it to a 17 for my strength roll
Raorr Thursday November 8th, 2001 3:37:13 AM
Raorr looks to Kenisha, as she dives for the cleric. "To many people in the way". Raorr huffs. He stands ready to go still wanting to fight.
Ceira Karwyn Thursday November 8th, 2001 9:13:08 AM
Ceira is shocked! Witness to the carnage envoked by the Chosen Ones, she bites her nails in nervousness. "I thought we were only going to knock them down." She whispers to herself and slowly shaking. "We have slain our own kin... Domi's kin. Not evil."
Ceira remains standing still. Wide-eyed and stunned.
Flat-top Thursday November 8th, 2001 2:24:12 PM
Flat-top stands there watching Kanisha, Leets and Kalon offering his Domi Amulet?? But when Ceira said "We have SLAIN our own KIN." That hit something deep with in him. Flat-top slowly raises his eyes to the Cold, Lifeless, Gray Heart of Domi. Slowly he approches the Heart, there came such a pain from his bowls up through his brain. "I'm a Monster, I'm a horrid Murderer, I Killed my brother Taurs." Flat-top Tears his armor off, throws away his Morning Star and fall in front of the Heart, weeping "I'm not worthy of being a Chosen one."
Kale d20+4=11 d20+4=21 d8+4=9 Thursday November 8th, 2001 3:01:29 PM
"Yes, let us help you see the error of your ways." Kale says as he approaches the cleric. then, as quickly as he can, Kale lashes out at the cleric, smashing him for 9 pts of damage(used hero pt to reroll first roll)
Zeoll Thursday November 8th, 2001 3:21:48 PM
The wemic priest helps shepherd kids to safety, looking them over for wounds.
DM Cayzle -- The Defeat of Domi's Clerics d20=7 d20+4=20 Thursday November 8th, 2001 4:07:52 PM
Four Taurs converge on the last crazed cleric of Domi and the young wemic calf he threatens. Leets appeals to the cleric. Kenisha grabs his mace, shouting. Kalon grabs the child, negotiating. Kale walks up talking, then strikes out.
As chaos ensues, the crazed cleric looks Leets in the eyes -- the light of madness leaves him -- and he screams, "WHAT AM I DOING! OH DOMI!"
The cleric throws away his mace! It bounces off Kenisha's outstretched hand, arcs through the air, and hits the child right between the eyes! Down the cub falls, kept by Kalon from hitting the floor. Then Kale lands his heavy attack, and the cleric goes down too -- as much from mental anguish, seemingly, as from the blow.
In the moment thereafter, the hall is silent. Then Ceira's shocked whisper carries to all in the room: "We have slain our own kin." The children begin to weep, and Flat-top's despairing cry echoes.
You are surrounded by the slain and unconscious. Palamedes, the Keep scholar and tutor, lies in a crumpled heap near the west door. And something else is wrong -- all please make a Listen check vs. DC 15.
Kalon the Wemic d20+1=20 d20+3=14 Thursday November 8th, 2001 4:23:49 PM
Kalon holds the young wemic child in hand lowering him as he hears something (Listen Check 20). Ignoring the sound he tries to stabilise the child (Heal Check 14,failed).
Turning to Raorr he calls out,"The child could certainly use your healing potion. Glancing around at Flat-top bemoaning what they have done and Ceira as well,"Stop worrying about what we have done and see if all those who have fallen are truly dead. If they are not try to keep them from dying. We are the Chosen of Domi stop whining like children and do your duty. Nobody ever said our path would be an easy one and nobody said that our fellow taurs would never die. Our duty is to do all we can, so do it"
Kenisha d20+2=16 d20+3=23 Thursday November 8th, 2001 8:42:30 PM
(ooc- First roll is the Listen roll, second is the Heal. Got a natural 20 on that if that makes a difference)
Kenisha falls to all four knees next to Kalon and the child. Something nags at the back of her mind as she looks around the room with a heavy heart.
With trembling hands, she examines the child and gives what aide as she is able.
Flat=top d20+3=17 Friday November 9th, 2001 12:01:57 AM
Flat-top in his his deep despare, but a voice from his pass seem to echo in his head. The voice of Kalon sounds like his drill sargent in the Marine Squard. Flat-top hears,"Stop worrying. . . See to the Fallen. . . If not dead HELP them . . . Could use healing potions . . . Chosen of Domi . . . Our Duty . . . Do It." Well that did it, Flat-top gets un on his hooves. Pick up his pouch and goes around from body to body with his healing potion. He seem to hear something, but duty calls.
OOC: roled a 17, made it.
Kale d20-1=18 Friday November 9th, 2001 2:31:28 AM
standing over the fallen cleric, Kale readies his mace just in case the cleric tries something else. he focuses on his job until something catches his ear(made listen check)
Leets d20+2=16 d20+4=12 Friday November 9th, 2001 3:45:59 AM
Leets first impulse was to take care of the hurted child, buthe realizes that there are already a lot of people doing it perfectly.
He looks around. The terrified children Zeoll is taking care of...The slayed clerics all around, between life and death...Such a waste...Flat-Top was right, and Leets knew it since his first blow to the old cleric.
The young centaur then saw the venerable Palamedes, who spent so much time with him talking of religion, life and so many other things...He walked to the old scholar, and on his way put his hand on Flat-Top shoulder, smiling bitterly.
Leets finally sat at Palamedes' side, and tried to cure his wounds the best way he could (12 on my heal roll). While making a bandage, Leets suddenly raise his head, looking around and asking:
"What was this? Did you hear it?" (rolled 16)
Zeoll d20+3=23 d20+3=11 Friday November 9th, 2001 6:33:01 AM
Zeoll helps bind the wounds of a cleric who fell in battle but is not dead yet. He seems to stop the bleeding.
He is so concentrated on this task that he is unaware of anything else.
Ceira Karwyn d20+1=16 Friday November 9th, 2001 10:40:27 AM
(OOC: Listen=16) With the combination of Kalon's forceful words and the keeness of her wemic ears, Ceira snaps out of her stupor. She starts searching for the source of the sound in fear of the possibility of more danger looming ahead.
Kalon the Wemic Friday November 9th, 2001 10:50:34 AM
Smiling weakly at Kenisha he says,"Are you alright?" he quickly looks her over and sees she is, then looks around at the others. Ceira still seeming aghast at what she has done he rises to his feet seeing the child is in Kenisha's capable hands. Looking at Kenisha he says in a trembling voice,"In the times to come. Amidst the darkness that has fallen upon our lands I may well fall. Know though that I love you with all my heart dearest Kenisha" turning from her he with another smile, he moves to where Ceira is.
Placing his hands upon her shoulders he speaks to her and as he does his voice slowly grows stronger till everyone can hear it,"Once when I was a young cub I was out running as cubs often do. When our lord and god appeared beside me and ran with me. On that day I knew fear. I trembled before his strength and power. He bade me to find somethng for him but I was cowering so much that I did not hear what. When I finally looked up. I discovered he was gone and I could not from that day to this remember what he had told me to find. I spent all those years looking for this thing he had asked me to find without success. Yet by being a Chosen of Domi I have found many things. I have found a duty to do. I have found someone precious to love" he glances at Kenisha,"Most of all I have found courage. Each moment this darkened world shows me new horrors that tear at my very soul. We have slain our brethren, yes. They however had slain our brethren before this and were about to slay these children. It is not an easy road we are on and it I'm sure will not get easier. Courage to me is not about having no fear, for certainly there is fear in me, clawing at my heart even as I speak. Domi's words return to me to have courage. This last gift he gave to me I cherish and use constantly. When my heart tightens and my breathing feels constrained I force my fear aside and act. If I do not all my choices will become tainted with fear of what I am doing and will do."looking into her eyes,"Now is the time to act. We are all that is left of Domi. His body may be gone but his spirit is alive and strong as long as we breath. As long as we don't give into the fear. As long as we act." Turning from her he moves to where Leets is.
"Does he still live Leets?" he asks
DM Ceil Friday November 9th, 2001 12:20:13 PM
The Chosen one's are working hard, with healing potions, good advice and bandages. It is getting late and the darkness is overwhelming and then you notice IT. There's nothing. . . No Noise. . . Just SILENCE !! The last time you were all here the Heart was pink and beating. . . Now it is Cold gray and SILENT.
You fill out of the Heart Chamber and return to your rooms, wondering what will happen comes the dawn. . . ?
Zeoll Friday November 9th, 2001 5:54:07 PM
From the way his tail hangs, from the pain in his face, it is clear that Zeoll has only begun to grieve. Especially when he sees the Heart so still and silent.
But at least the insanity has passed, and he seems to be thinking more or less clearly. "Come, my frriends," he says, "and continue to be brrave."
"Let us brring the wounded togetherr and set up a place of healing. The Parrade Grround is big enough and close to the soothing waterrs and frresh air of the Grrotto. We can build big blazes in the firreplaces, and perrhaps chase away some of this neverr-ending night. At least we will all be togetherr. Let the dead sleep here with the Hearrt forr now."
If any Chosen agree, the liontaur helps to bring the wounded and other survivors together in a common place of safety.
Flat-top Sunday November 11th, 2001 4:31:40 PM
Flat-top bring in the wounded, help feed and make the children comtable. Flat-top lock up the Keep. Thinking to himself 'This thr first time, that the Keep was ever lock tight.'
The sun is setting, when Flat-top look at the rest of the party. "You people look so tired, why don't you go to bed and I'll sit out the night?" Flat-top will sit out the night in the Dinning Hall.
Kenisha Monday November 12th, 2001 10:37:15 AM
Kenisha helps with the wounded and the dead but every step and motion comes slower and slower as the minute goes by; her eyes brimming with tears.
(OOC- sorry for posting now, but my modem was acting up.)
Sunrise on a Changed Wold
Sunrise on a Changed Wold (Co-DM Cayzle) Monday November 12th, 2001 4:13:31 PM
Deep Darkness has covered the Wold since Domi died, and without the sun or stars to mark the passing of moments, who knows how long it has been since nightfall? To the Chosen, the labors of the night have seemed endless. Madness, blood, and grief have followed Domi's passing like blinding rain after a typhoon. Battling foes and fears, death and doubt, the Taurs are leaden with sorrow.
But after rest, dawn arrives. In the infirmary set up in the Parade Grounds of Hearthold Keep, first there is a Light, and then Sunrise! The warming rays touch the wounded and those tending them; even the unconscious stir. Neima throws open the windows, and fresh air smelling of dew pours into the room, bringing with it a sense of renewal.
But what do the sun's rays reveal? The earth shook when Domi died, and the Keep was damaged. Furniture was tossed, and the ground shook. And the toll on the Taurs of the Keep was even higher: the wounded and the dead outnumber the living. Not counting the Chosen, only 11 of the Keep's 36 adults are uninjured.
Eight Keep residents are missing: two kids, two cooks, two warriors, a housekeeper, and the Keep's carpenter.
Ten are dead -- Captain Borus; Sergeant Tarf, a male liontaur and Borus's right hand; and seven warriors: Maikolo, a male minotaur, Mavis, a female minotaur, Kallyo, a female minotaur, Esoay, a female liontaur, Eoja a male liontaur, Metea a female centaur, and Hylas a male centaur scout. Several of these were killed in their beds by the crazed Borus, and others died taking the massive minotaur paladin down.
One of the saddest is the dead colt, Theophilia, the little centaur filly. The daughter of the Ixion the mason and Neola the smith, she was playing in the workroom near her parents when Domi died. Somehow, an anvil leapt off its base and crushed her. Ixion ripped his back muscles lifting it off the youngster, but to no avail.
There are other sad tales. Arnora, Borus's mate, will not speak or move. One of her calfs, Tomys, is lost; the other, the toddler Gylda, was burned in the kitchen fire and lies close to death. Palamedes suffered many broken bones and internal injuries at the hands of the crazed clerics, and also lies close to death. Of the eight clerics, only three survived the Chosen's attack, and those are unconscious. Seven of their eight students are fine, though two are slightly injured; one was badly injured and may not last long. Another child, Wekin (whose mom, a liontaur and scout named Vawwe, is lost), simply cannot seem to stop screaming.
And Kular, lapsed into unconsciousness, seems likely to die soon.
All told, eight Taurs lie seriously injured, unconscious, and near death. Without extraordinary help, most will soon pass away.
Zeoll, Priest of Domi for One Last Time. d20+8=27 d20+33=45 Monday November 12th, 2001 4:40:21 PM
As the light of the sun reveals a degree of death and destruction beyond his deepest fears, Zeoll is clearly upset. "We cannot let the dead just lie therre! We cannot!" he says. "We must brring the dead togetherr. We must have a funerral and say farrewell. I am the only prriest left, so I will orrganize the funerral."
First he cleans the Heart Chamber so there is no sign of battle. He also prepares bars that will fit the doors, sealing them from the inside after they are closed.
Then with help from whoever will give it, Zeoll brings the dead to the Heart Chamber. He washes each body and wraps it in funeral cloths, which he improvises from sheets and tablecloths he finds around the Keep. He places the bodies around the pedastal on which the cold Heart rests. He puts each body with its head toward the Heart and its feet out, like spokes radiating out from the hub of a wheel. He places near each dead Taur the weapon he or she used in life.
He stands silent for a moment, then says, half to himself, "This is not rright. The bodies arre brroken, so the weapons must be brroken as well."
The wemic priest brings the weapons one at a time into the workshop and takes a hammer to each in turn. Each he breaks or bends into unusability. Then he places each broken weapon back with its owner.
After telling everyone that he is holding a funeral, Zeoll stands in the Heart Chamber and plays a solemn beat on his drum. He does this for an hour. Folk may choose to join him in the room.
He speaks the brave words used on Liontaur Island to wish the dead safe trips into the afterlife, calling on Tomi to gather and protect them. Tears stream down his face, although he does not miss a word of the rite.
Then he invites anyone present to speak.
Finally, Zeoll sings briefly, the drum offering a mournful counterpoint to his words, which start slowly and then fall faster and faster. [OOC: Perform check 27] ourr love is sent ourr family went ourr lives arre wrrent ourr sworrds arre bent will death rrelent? can grrief lament? is chaos spent? is change unpent? and discontent? malevolent? deificent? benevolent? imperrtinent? incrredulent? amalgament? abalubent? descent? rrepent? ascent? dement?
After a long moment of silence, Zeoll declares, "Ourr God is dead! Domi is dead! Imod is dead! Tomi is dead! Let this place stand a tomb in rrememberrence of what once was."
"Now go! and have courrage!"
Zeoll waits for all to leave. Then, if none remain to object, he closes all the doors and bars them from the inside. Then he climbs up the stairs to the Observatory and leaps off the roof.
With his new ring of Jumping, Zeoll should be okay -- or maybe he will take some damage [OOC: Ceil, Zeoll's Jump check is 45].
Then Zeoll goes to the Infirmary / Parade Ground to help out there.
Leets Monday November 12th, 2001 4:55:54 PM
Leets walks around in the Keep, visiting the injuried, encouraging the wounded and praying for the dead. Soon, his eyes become heavy with the weight of despair, and he walks more quickly, leaving those places where he cannot do anything anymore but looking helpless those who are calling for him. In a way, the young centaur thought that this weight on his heart would disappear with his tears. But even tears refused to come, as if he had none to give anymore. Leets finally visited Palamedes. The old centaur always had answers for everything, and he probably would know what to do. The young centaur was feeling like it would be easier for him to find a solution if Palamedes was by his side, even just sleeping...But a solution to what? Thought Leets, looking through the window to the pale sunlight... The young centaur stroke the wall with his fist, closing his eyes as tight as he could, hoping that things would have changed when he would open them...But things didn't change. Leets fell on the ground by Palamedes' side, holding his wrinkled hand.
"Flat-Top said that you would always be in my heart Domi if I was still believing in you, but I feel like being alone in the middle of ruins. My faith in you is greater than ever my lord, because you only could bring light to our Wold like the sun that rose this morning. I was used to feel you every hour of the day Domi, and you cannot be completely gone. If there is only one sparkle of hope remaining, please my lord take it to me and make the miracle happen, so that the fire burns again in the soul of the many. But please, please don't let the innocent and the wise suffer before my eyes, because this is not the path I was taught, and there is only one I know..."
Leets will remain by the old scholar side to pray as long as he can before sleep comes and takes him. He knows he won't find peace in his bed, at least will he try to find it in the prayer.
Flat-top Monday November 12th, 2001 7:06:13 PM
A very tired Flat-top is sitting there, not seeing anything much but the cold dark night. As Neima opens the window and lets the fresh air in, and the new dawn's pail yellow light, into the room. Flat-top ask Neima "AH! the dawn another day, tell me Neima is Kular still alive? Are there more that have died during the night?" Flat-top rises from his place at the table, and listen for an answer. "Then if there is no more death and Kular is still alive. Then there's hope. I wish I could find an answer. Well, I'll go and help Zeoll with the arraignments and beat the big drum for his service. Neima I'll be in the Heart Room." Flat-top leaves to do and help Zeol. Flat-top beat that big drum, with a beat of S l o w, D e e p, M o r n f u l beat for the dead. 'Have faith and courage' he tell himself over and over again.
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday November 13th, 2001 2:14:49 AM
Kalon busies himself during the day helping the various members of the Chosen. He dislikes the idea of entombing the dead but since nobody seems to object keeps his peace. As the day winds down he seeks out Kenisha to spend the evening to talk to.
Kenisha Tuesday November 13th, 2001 10:08:01 AM
Kenisha wanders around the keep and when asked, she will do whatever she can to help.
'Some leader I turned out to be.' she bitterly thinks to herself. Then a thought comes to her that makes her blood run cold. What of her great aunt, Minisha? Has she survived the horrible night?
Taking up some of her supplies, she is met by Kalon as she starts to leave the Keep that evening. "I must go to Centaur Isle." she tells him. "My great aunt lives alone in the woods, a hermit by her own choice. I must see if she still lives. If she does, she may be of some use to us here for she is well versed in the healing arts, even though she is not cleric. Come with me if you like."
With that she takes off out of the keep and across the bridge to Centaur Isle.
Kenisha Tuesday November 13th, 2001 10:08:08 AM
Kenisha wanders around the keep and when asked, she will do whatever she can to help.
'Some leader I turned out to be.' she bitterly thinks to herself. Then a thought comes to her that makes her blood run cold. What of her great aunt, Minisha? Has she survived the horrible night?
Taking up some of her supplies, she is met by Kalon as she starts to leave the Keep that evening. "I must go to Centaur Isle." she tells him. "My great aunt lives alone in the woods, a hermit by her own choice. I must see if she still lives. If she does, she may be of some use to us here for she is well versed in the healing arts, even though she is not cleric. Come with me if you like."
With that she takes off out of the keep and across the bridge to Centaur Isle.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday November 13th, 2001 12:30:56 PM
Not being accustomed to seeing dead taurs, Ceira is digusted by the grisly scene. She is unable to help Zeoll with any of the ceremonial preparations because of the excessive trembling that occurs when she draws near a dead taur.
Unable to sleep with the dead, Ceira roams the outskirts of the island all night. She finds a comfortable spot on the coast and lets the water lull her to rest her aching muscles from all of the recent running.
As morning comes, she is again unable to help with the cleaning. Once the kitchen is cleared of bodies, she rummages through the pantries in search of food to at least help feed her comrades.
Hearing Kenisha's concerns Ceira responds, "I shall accompany you. There may still be a few wild roaming taurs who may not have regained their sanity so there will be strength in numbers."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday November 13th, 2001 3:53:43 PM
When Kenisha asks him to come with her he pauses wondering what path he should take. Where the taurs are going from here he doesn't know. For a moment he feels lost as to the next step. Then with a deep breath he looks at the keep around him. The cold stone, the straight lines...this is not where we were meant to be.
"If you will wait till I get some supplies I will come with you Kenisha" he hurries off to get some supplies and leaves a note saying he and Kenisha have gone to Centaur Isle to check on her aunt. Leaving it where it can be found he hurries to catch up with Kenisha. When he reaches her he sees the worried expression upon her face.
"I hope your aunt is alright" he says not knowing what else to say. Then reaches out to take her hand gently,"Come what may I will be with you."
Flat-top Tuesday November 13th, 2001 5:35:58 PM
Flat-top is feeling better today. And helps out with what ever need to be done. Kalon emerges from Kular's Room. Flat-top ask "Is he getting any better?" Kalon shakes his head NO, then goes on his way. "There's got to be an answer some where! there's got to be" said Flat-top. When he hears how worried Kanisha is about her Aunt Minisha. Flat-top remembers that name Great Ma Ma Minisha, yes now he remembers that SHE was a healer or use magic of healing. YES! that it. "Wait for me, Kanisha! I'm comming too." then Flat-top meets with Kale and ask him to come along with the rest of them. "Come on, Kale Lets GO."
Kale(Ceil) Tuesday November 13th, 2001 5:41:05 PM
Kale feels lonely and is trying to help but the way he looks with his scars and tatoos is scaring the little ones more than the death of Domi. When Flat-top tells him about how worried Kanisha was about her Aunt and was going to help her out. "OH! All right,I'll come along" and follows the rest of the party.
Follow the Leader..! (DM Ceil) Tuesday November 13th, 2001 6:16:47 PM
Kenisha hurries from the Keep, leading the others towards the area of Centaur Island that Minisha inhabits. Along the way, the Taurs all see the sad evidence of the trauma caused by the unexpected death of their mutual patron deity. This spurs Kenisha and the party on even faster.
The party arrives at Minisha's domicile (practically at a run!) only to see--Minisha, her bags packed, waiting for them in front of the wishtal tree that has been her home for as long as Kenisha can remember.
"Well, hello, dear, how nice to see you--oh, and your friends, too..? That was sweet of them...they don't even know me!" Minisha says, nodding to the others Taurs. "Here, you take this trunk--" The elder centaur sorceress drafts Raorr into becoming a porter, as well as Zeoll, Flat-top, Leets, Kalon and Ceira, handing each a case, box or large bag as she speaks:
"You take this case, there's a lad--you get that box...be careful! It's got breakables, sonny! You and you take these--they're my spell components and some of my favorite romance novels--and that bag of holding has most of my wardrobe in it, dear, so you just get that, there's a girl..!" Minisha fixes her gaze direct upon Kenisha.
"Much as I love you, as a relative AND as a most promising student, Kenisha," she says a bit sternly, "I have to say that you should NOT have come. The Isles have much bigger problems than how well some old gray mare like myself is doing." Her face softens into a smile, however.
"Still, I'm touched that you thought to come to me. Now...where IS it? I just had it here..." Minisha looks around, but is interrupted when a raven flaps over to her shoulder with a long, slightly gnarled stick in its beak. "OH! There it is! Thank you, Stimpy!" The sorceress takes the stick from her familiar and then winks at Kenisha.
"There is but one charge left to this thing, but it works just perfectly, I assure you!" Minisha tells you all. "I'll use the last of its magic to teleport us all to where we all ought to be..." The centaur dame waves the wand.
POOF!
You are all back at Hearthold Keep...in the chamber where Kular is languishing, and the stoic Neima is tending him. The steward chokes out these barely audible words:
"...together...not just one...but ALL...of them...togetherrrrrrr..." Once more he lapses into unconsciousness.
Everyone must roll an Intelligence check against DC 15. Making the roll means your PC realizes that Kular is attempting to give you a clue as to how to help all the wounded, dying and even dead people at Hearthold Keep (and maybe even all four islands?)
Those wemics who make the Intelligence check (or are tipped off by their colleagues about what Kular is trying to do) may then roll another Intelligence check (or a Knowledge: Local History check--whichever is higher) against the same DC (15) to recall hearing rumors of a wemic hermit who was rumored to have rejected worshipping Domi alone.
Kenisha d20+3=8 Tuesday November 13th, 2001 11:36:32 PM
"All of them together? But we were all here before... What does he mean?" Kenisha asks, clearly confused as she looks from one taur to another.
Kale (Ceil) Wednesday November 14th, 2001 12:40:26 AM
"wow! that Aunt of yours,Kanisha, can really push you to the limits" said Kale, "All she had you carry is her bag of holding. I think I hurt myself." As he puts down the trunk.
Leets d20+1=9 Wednesday November 14th, 2001 9:00:23 AM
"Poor Kular, it must be delirium because of the fever...We already don't manage to help them one at a time, how could we help them all together..."
Leets takes a wet piece of cloth, rinses it out, and put it on Kular's forehead.
Flat-top d20=14 Wednesday November 14th, 2001 10:32:22 AM
"Last time I work that hard was when my Mother made me clean my stall. But look at her, Kanisha, She looks so happy taking care of the sick. I thimk Auntie wii fit in well around here."Said Flat-top."I don't know what Kular is trying to say. But if I remember right, he said almost the same thing about those Doors and we found the right ones."
Zeoll d20+2=18 Wednesday November 14th, 2001 3:33:33 PM
Zeoll blinks at Kular's words. "not just one ... but ALL ..."
"That sounds familiarr," he says. And after a moment of reflection he dredges a bit of lore to the top of his brain.
"I rrememberr the storry of a herrmit on Liontaurr Island -- he used those worrds. But what did they mean?"
[OOC: Zeoll advanced a level in bard -- that's his bardic lore check up there.]
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=14 Wednesday November 14th, 2001 3:51:00 PM
"I didn't mind helping Minisha. She was a nice lady so you're very lucky Kenisha. Helping her kept my mind off of the troubles that are plaguing this land," Ceira sighs. "...at least temporarily."
The look of concern on Ceira grows deeper as she hears his words. "Kular sounds like he's beginning to lose his mind. A lot of gobbley gook. Poor fellow. In a sense, he represents out tauric unity. To see him this way..." Ceira sighs again. "It makes me question whether our talents combined will be enough."
Turning to Zeoll, "This hermit you speak of. Who is it you are referring to? And why would Kular be referring to him? Does this ring a bell with you Kalon?"
A Mystery and a Scolding (co-DM Cayzle) Wednesday November 14th, 2001 4:55:31 PM
The group ponders Kular's words, and wonders what a hermit has to do with things.
As they stand there, Neima turns on the Chosen, and fire is in her eyes -- which is very unexpected for the usually unflappable chatelaine. Her words are hot, too.
"While you go galivanting off hitherr and yon, while you gape like children pondering the rriddles of a fever-victim, do you know what is happening? Do You? DO YOU?!?"
She seems to collapse in on herself, and her words are laced with sadness. "Villem is dead. The child who was hit with a mace is dead. One of the crazed brotherrs of Tomi is dead. And I have five more who arre worsening or dying. And there's nothing I can do!"
She straightens and steps closer to the party. "These are yourr people! They look to you forr leadership! You arre the Chosen. You werre Chosen to unite them and protect them! Why arre you failing in yourr mission?"
As the Taurs look around the room, and the sick stench of illness, blood, and death strikes deep into their noses.
Minisha looks at Kenisha gravely. "Is this true?" she asks. Without waiting for an answer, the wise old centaur sets right to work tending the injured and dying. But it is quickly clear that some of those present are beyond even her arts.
Flat-top Wednesday November 14th, 2001 5:47:15 PM
"Neima! Neima! I know, your all our people. We will do something. Don't cry," said Flat-top. "Won't we? Kanisha." Flat-top was holding Neima's hands. knowing how tired she was. Then He turned to Zeoll "what was that you said, a hermit on Liontaur Island? 'NOT just one But ALL?' if this hermit not only follows Domi But all the Good gods? maybe just maybe he still have healing power? Kanisha, I think we should go to Liontaur Island and look up this Hermit, don't you??" said Flat-top with great big puppy eyes.
Kale (Ceil) Wednesday November 14th, 2001 6:00:07 PM
"Hold it! Flat-top, I think it's a big mistake. We Minataurs are enemies with Wemics. REMEMBER!" said Kale. Kale turn to leave when Neima steps in front of him, with eyebrows knitted and arms cross over her chest, Neima did not have to say one word. As he looks into her eyes, Kale said "All right! I'm going! I'm going! when do we leave Kanisha?"
Raorr looks to Neima Wednesday November 14th, 2001 8:25:29 PM
Raorr looks to Neima and frowns. "They should not look to us for leadership, woman. They should look to themselves and their faith. we are the chosen, yes. But we are not gods. We are mortal just as you are. Like you and the rest we too seek guidance, we did not choose to be chosen Domi did. Your belittling Keniaha's leadership is as productive as my trying to cast a spell. It serves no purpose and will gain nothing but futher hateful feelings. Domi taught us and through us we teach you now. You must believe in yourself and others before you can be happy."
Raorr looks at Kular "Whatever Kular said whether he hallucinates or not, shall be pondered as much as you must listen to my ranmblings. Without Listening one will never understand the others. If all you do is talk your enemy learns even more. If you would listen and try to understand you could have been a chosen one."
"Kale what are you talking about, Minotaurs and Centaurs have had the long feud, Wmeics were ignored by both sides. Perhaps a refresher in history before we continue." Raorr says smugly.
Kenisha Thursday November 15th, 2001 1:01:48 AM
Kenisha mulls over everything then asks, "Kale, Roarr, do either of you know of a kermit minotaur? If Zeoll is right in the fact of there being a wemic equivalent to my aunt, then there would have to be a minotaur as well to make the "all" Kular is talking about."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday November 15th, 2001 1:19:20 AM
Kalon sits quietly listening to the group. Nodding his head at what Raorr says to Neima. "Many,many more are going to die before the light returns to us. Perhaps if you find your skills lacking you should begin to learn more about the skills that are necessary to save these people. I loved our great god as much as any but we have grown soft on easy solutions and easy ways. It is time we taurs learned to stand on our own...two and four feet. It is our time to show the world that our strength comes from within because that is now where great Domi resides. We are all The Chosen of Domi for he blessed us all with his final words, have courage"
Zeoll Thursday November 15th, 2001 9:14:52 AM
Zeoll scratches his head in thought, clicking the beads in his mane together as he does so.
"Therre was a herrmit, maybe a holy perrson, maybe a healerr, on my home island. I think I could find my way to his cave."
After listening to Neima, Zeoll says sadly, "Beforre Domi died I knew healing magic, but now I am his prriest no morre, and I am useless herre. All I can do is go forr help. Maybe this herrmit could be helpful."
But the liontaur smiles at Kenisha's words about looking for a minotaur too. "That's a grreat idea! It would be poetic and seemly if it took a Centaurr, a Liontaurr, and a Minotaurr to heal Kularr. I do not know if it is trrue, but it might be! It can't hurrt to trry."
Looking at Kularr, though, Zeoll frowns. "I am no healerr, but even I can tell that his time is short. Whatever we do, we must do it now! I think we must stay togetherr, as Kularr said. Kenisha, we await yourr call to action!"
"Oh!" he says, "I do have one thing that might help." He hands Neima two pink potions of healing. "These might save one orr two of the wounded, orr keep them alive forr now."
Leets Thursday November 15th, 2001 11:54:52 AM
"Mother had an old Wemic friend, Astachos, who appeared after her death...He almost brought me on the path of paladinhood, and we had a journey together, but I don't know where he could be..."
Leets realizes that he knows little about this wemic who seemed to know so much about him and his mother.
"I just hope he's all right, he has a good heart and a noble soul..."
Leets walks nervously in the room, turning the same ideas again and again in his head.
"All together...All together...All together but WHO?"
"Zeoll, what is so special about this hermit? Could you tell us more?"
A bird in the Hand is Better than none-DM Ceil Thursday November 15th, 2001 1:26:23 PM
Kanisha is right,maybe there are others? But you already found one (Auntie) maybe there are others. So the plan is let's go see this Hermit. You all get ready to leave and out the party goes to Wemic bridge and arrive on Wemic Island. You press on and arrive at a wharf where there are a mixture of different taur races. They are having a loud discussion:
"Take back what you just said, Horseface!" yells a minotaur.
"You both are being stupid," interrupts a Wemic, who is standing between the Yelling Minotaur and a Centaur with his fists clenched, "Just knock-it-off!"
"Shut up! and STAY out of it, Furface!" hollers the centaur.
It looks like a fight is about to break out.
Kenisha Friday November 16th, 2001 12:44:09 AM
"Hold!" Kenisha firmly shouts is Tauric as she holds up one hand. "Now is not the time for Taurs to be fighting amongst ourselves! We must all work together if we are to survive."
Leets d20+4=15 d20+2=6 Friday November 16th, 2001 8:33:20 AM
On the way to the island where the hermit lives, Leets remains silent, trying to have different points of view about the problem.
Just before arriving, he finally asks aloud:
"Maybe it will sounds stupid to you, but perhaps another group of Taurs once existed, and maybe we have to gather them...What would say your aunt Minisha about it Kenisha?"
When arriving at the Wemic island, and more precisely where the fight is about to break out, Leets makes a couple of steps forward, and stands between the three Taurs, trying to move them apart vigorously. He will harshly grab them by the collar and say:
"You want to fight you guys? Then we will fight! I'm tired of seeing you bickering for nothing! You want to know who is stupid? You all three are stupid! If I hear one of you using a name for a Taur that isn't the right one, I'll take care of you so that nobody can tell anymore who has a bull, horse or fur face! At least perhaps it will make an exemple and we can begin to work seriously with the ones who prefer to save their skins instead of behaving like children! Am I clear enough!?!"
OOC: rolled 15 for the intimidation roll, but 6 only for the strength roll.
Flat-top Friday November 16th, 2001 10:43:56 AM
Flat-top stands ready because there is more Taurs than than the three that are having a heated words. "Look!, Kale, Leets just stand there trying his best to calm these taurs down. Get ready to help him." Flat top looks back at Kale,"My! Oh! My! Your quiet... Something wrong?"
Kale (Ceil) Friday November 16th, 2001 10:49:34 AM
"I'm ready" said Kale,"I don't have to jump up and down. Besides I'm trying to remember something from my pass. When I was young and foolish . . . somebody that help me."
Kalon the Wemic Friday November 16th, 2001 8:13:59 PM
Kalon rolls his eyes skyward and stands ready to assist Leets should situation get out of hand.
OOC: Since we rested the previous night did we get back hitpoints. Those that made their level do they immediately add their hitpoints or if they were already wounded do they have to "Heal" to full
A Break in the Storm -- DM Cayzle Saturday November 17th, 2001 10:23:08 AM
Kenisha's strong words and Leet's threats (more than his hands, which a minotaur and a centaur shrug off!) seem to calm matters -- at least momentarily.
There are about 40 different Taurs scattered about, but most are just gawking. A nucleus of five or ten on each of two sides seem to be facing off. Strangely, the two sides are not segregated by race, but are mixed. Ceira, on her home turf, recognizes some of the wemic onlookers and one of the arguers.
The loud-mouth minotaur says, "By Imod's horns, who are you and what right have you to butt in?"
But the wemic who had tried to intervene sees Zeoll, and studies the beads in his hair. "This is a priest of Tomi! Ask him!"
A centaur nearby recognizes Leets, either by some outward sign or maybe by face. "That's a Paladin of Domi! I'll listen to him!"
The loud-mouth minotaur speaks again. "FINE! We'll ask them!"
He turns to Kenisha. "We know Domi died. We're not fools -- we all felt it. But these thick-headed jerks say we have to abandon Domi and switch to some new god. WE say we should be loyal, even in death."
"ESPECIALLY in death," a wemic behind him chimes in.
The centaur leader of the other side offers his point of view. "We loved Domi! But you can't worship a DEAD god! What good does THAT do? We need a god who will look out for us, and protect us, and be a god!"
The wemic Ceira knows (named Veofray) shouts out in agreement, "Domi can't do that any more."
So the peace-making wemic says to the Chosen, "What do we do?"
Kale (DMCeil) Saturday November 17th, 2001 1:57:31 PM
Kale starnd around and watches the crowed. Looking for trouble. If things don't cool down trouble is what we'll all have. "You know, Flat-top, If these Taurs start anything, we are out numbered?"
Flat-top Saturday November 17th, 2001 2:01:51 PM
"Since when did that bother you,Kale? Your always ready for a good fight." Said Flat-top,"But I must hand it to Kanisha, she getting them to listen, even if it's one of their own race. YEAP! their are listening."
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=17 Sunday November 18th, 2001 12:05:00 AM
(Diplomacy=17)
"Veofray!" shouts Ceira. "It is I, Ceira of the Karwyn household." she steps forward to present herself. "Listen, it is true that you FELT Domi die, but why bicker over what other people worship? What does it matter? What if Domi didn't die and this is all a ruse? Those who did not continue their faith will be dealt with as Domi would see fit. And those who did show their commitment would reap the benefits of Domi's blessing. If it isn't a ruse, then is it truly a wasted effort? Did you lose something financially? Something physically? Mentally? No, because it wouldn't matter if you decided to follow a new god today, next week, or even next year!"
"If you ask me, I find it hard to believe our Domi could die at all. Dying of old age is a possibility but the numerical value of his age is probably beyond my mathematic abilities. In any case, Domi represents who we are. We are bigger, quicker, and stronger than the average humanoid--just to name a few. Domi should thus be ONE of the most superior of all the gods! But to be struck down by evil? I can hardly believe it. True, we felt it but again, I believe it may be a ruse because our Domi could never be that weak. If he was engaged in an epic struggle, he could last for years! Not one or two days! Just think about it."
Ceira pauses to let them absorb the possibilities. "What you do now will be left to your judgement. Again, I have no right to tell you what do think but I can still make a suggestion: Keep Domi in your hearts!"
Kenisha d20+3=17 Monday November 19th, 2001 12:23:16 AM
"I can not order anyone else's decision, but as for me, I will hold Imod in my heart for all of eternity." Kenisha calmly states after Ceira finishes.
(Diplomacy Roll=17)
Leets d20+5=16 Monday November 19th, 2001 4:20:23 AM
Leets regrets his harsh behaviour, but compassion showed little results, and the chosen probably have to be steadfast, or at least to look so. He puts a friendly but firm hand on the shoulder of the centaur who talked, and looks at the other, walking among them.
"I am Leets, Chosen and Paladin of Domi, son of Rowena, Paladin of Domi, and Cyrus, warrior and stallion of the Talric tribe.
"My loyalty goes to Domi. My anger and hatred is still great in my heart for those who killed our God and their followers. I swore that I would avenge what was done and by all that is holy I will honor my word. However, time is not for blindness. Look at us, Taurs, and for those who know him, think of Kular, the guardian of the Heartkeep. We all have what is the best in our halves: the fiery heart of the horse, the raw power of the bull, the pride and cunning of the mighty feline, and even the human reason and feelings. Is Domi that different from us? In a way, didn't he make us like him? An idea made its way in my heart since I heard Kular's words: "Not just one, but all of them together."
"I think that Domi is gathering the best of all the other Gods as well as we Taurs gather what is the best in the creatures who walk the Wold. I think that there is a sparkle of what Domi is in every worshiped God or Goddess."
"I think that by worshiping the other Gods together, we will also honor Domi as one. Because of this, I shall honor and worship other Gods to cure the Wold from the darkness that threatens: And more than all, I will do it because deep in my heart I know that it is Domi's will..."
Raorr Monday November 19th, 2001 4:21:47 AM
RAorr stands watching the turs waiting for the group to either start a fight or to continue on.
He decides silence won't help so he asks "Do any of you know of a hermit around here who only worships only one aspect of Domi?"
He stands their somewhat prepared to leave but unsure where to go. "As for who to worship. That one is easy, since you so easily argue about whether you should follow domi still, then you shouldn't. Your lack of faith shows you are not worthy of his gifts. PErhaps you should look to the softer gods who are afraid to confront evil. I hear they are always willing to accept new followers."
Zeoll Monday November 19th, 2001 6:48:44 AM
Picking up on the words of Leets and Raorr, Zeoll asks, "Orr was it a Herrmit who worrships the prresence of Tomi in ALL gods? I rrememberr that it seemed blasphemy beforre when I hearrd the storry, but now it may be wisdom."
"I too have strruggled with the fearrs of rrecent events," the priest tells the assembled Taurs, "But Rraorr, Kenisha, and Ceirra arre rright. We do not believe Domi is dead. Maybe he yet walks the Wold, or simply lives on in all gods, at the verry least. So stay trrue to Imod and stay trrue to his vision of all Taurs living as one rrace."
Cooler Heads Prevail -- DM Cayzle Monday November 19th, 2001 8:56:58 AM
Veofray steps forward and bows. "Little Ceira, you have grown in size and in wisdom -- and you keep wise company as well."
"As for me," the liontaur says, more loudly, "I stand answered! I will keep Tomi in my heart! I believe that he yet lives!"
"He lives in my heart!" another voice adds. "And in mine!" "And mine!" The crowd yells in approval.
"He lives in my heart, in the hearts of all faithful Taurs, and in the hearts of the gods themselves!" declares the loud-mouth centaur. "And who knows, maybe he lives yet in the Wold, and will again!"
The assembled Taurs gather around the Chosen, talking and mixing. There are more smiles than frowns, now, but they are still eager to hear again the strong faith of the Chosen, especially Raorr, Kenisha, and Ceira.
Veofray talks with Ceira and Zeoll, and he says, "I know the hermit of whom you speak. He lives not far. Can I take you to him?"
Moving on, the Taurs follow Veofray a couple miles down the shore, to a cave overlooking a stony beach. There is a carved hollow wood log on the sandy ground next to the cave, and a mallet. Zeoll recognizes it as wemic drum log. Veofray raises the mallet and strikes the log three times.
A voice emerges from the cave: If you seek my wisdom here, Listen close and answer clear.
Light is broke and light is bent, But in rainbows hope is meant. Colors seem apart, but sun Lies within them, every one. Every color serves the rest I will serve them all the best. Every color I obey Offer all your prayers today.
Name these colors I hold dear, Then I'll help you with good cheer.
Veofray rolls his eyes at this and shrugs. He whispers, "It's always some riddle like this. Are you sure this is who you want to see?"
Flat-top d20+1=15 Monday November 19th, 2001 2:29:43 PM
(OOC; I roll for Wilderness lore)
The way the Centaurs,the Minotaurs and the Weimicks are now declairing that they will always keep Tomi in there hearts, make Flat-top feel very proud of Ceira and Leets. Also how the rest of the party had held the peace. As Raorr ash about the Hermit. we got a wemic a(Veofray) to lead them to the Cave. Veofray strikes the lod drum, Flat-top thinks*That a nice door bell* The voice and the Riddle? what could it mean? "Now let's see Red could mean heart or blood. Orange could be air and wind. Yellow, Hmmm! I don't know. Green is for earth and forest. Blue, again I don't know. Purple could be the sea and water. Any bodt else have any idea?".
Leets d20+4=15 Monday November 19th, 2001 3:34:01 PM
Leets is really surprised to see that his words had some effect, even if he understands that Ceira, Raorr and Kenisha words were more efficient. When peace finally seem to come back among the Taurs, Leets follows Veofray. In a way he thinks more often of the old Astachos since he was on the Wemic Island. The young centaur was wondering if the old wemic once walked the same ground. Perhaps did he even meet this hermit they were talking of... Leets is lost in his thoughts when they arrive at the cave? He listens at the "riddle", and to Flat-Top's words.
"I'm not sure, because I realize that I have never been very careful about the rainbow colors, but isn't it supposed to have seven colors? Perhaps do we have to find seven gods matching with those colors?"
(OOC: rolling for knowledge: religion)
Kale Monday November 19th, 2001 7:02:09 PM
Not really paying attention the the group of taurs staring at him and his companions, Kale says, "I remember my old mentor, Mazz. He's a member of my guild, but he was a healer of sorts."
Raorr Monday November 19th, 2001 8:54:32 PM
Roarr ponders the question and says, "Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo and Violet"
Raorr smirks "That is an easy one, my mother taught me to remeber them by remembering an old minotaur saying: 'Reasonable Orders Yields Great Bulls Into Victory'."
Kalon the Wemic Monday November 19th, 2001 9:31:03 PM
Kalon following the group listens when the riddle comes he sits down beginning to quietly ponder it. Both Leets and Raorr's answers seem to have merit but he feels there is something more to the riddle. Not knowing what continues to ponder quietly
Kenisha Tuesday November 20th, 2001 1:02:54 AM
"I think Roarr is correct. Sometimes the best answer to a riddle is the easiest." Kenisha says after listening to the others.
Zeoll Tuesday November 20th, 2001 5:56:34 AM
"Well," the wemic priest says, "the rriddle says 'prrayer,' 'obey,' and 'serrve,' so I vote forr Leets's answerr."
"We could trry both?"
DM Ceil You don't Know? Tuesday November 20th, 2001 11:23:04 AM
"NO! NO! WRONG! you don't know, I have nothing to say to you, Rascals." Said the voice form caves.
Veofray talks to Ceira." Little Ceira, think hard I know you can solve this puzzle, He spoke to you. That should mean that your close on solving the Rrriddle."
Then he turns to your party "Please! Think! Again...."
Raorr Tuesday November 20th, 2001 2:39:33 PM
RAorr looks over to Kalon "This one is no use he doesn't even know what colour the rainbow has. Everyone was right he's mad. I think we are wasting out time here. Everyone know what colours are in a rainbow, perhaps if this old fool would leave his cave once in a while he might actually see a real one."
Roarr looks at the wemic.
"Perhaps if we had a prism we could show him a false Rainbow, even without rain we could prove the colors of a rainbow."
Raorr looks around and then into the sky. "Are you talking about the light old one. Light is filled with colours."
Kale Tuesday November 20th, 2001 5:13:09 PM
drawing his dagger, Kale begins to clean his fingernails. "If its so important that we solve this riddle." Kale calls out to the voice, "Why not stop wasting our time and just tell us."
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday November 20th, 2001 5:16:58 PM
Ceira has kept to herself while pondering the possible answers to the riddle. "Raorr has a good point. We would not have color in this world if we did not have light. That might be too deep for him." she says to the Taurs.
"Instead of all the standard rainbow colors, what about the primary colors only? They are the source of all the possible colors in this world. Unfortunatly, the riddle alludes to only one color and not three. It's still worth a shot though."
Ceira steps forward and announces, "The colors you hold dear are red, blue, and yellow."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday November 20th, 2001 11:28:35 PM
Kalon sits and scratches behind one ear as he continues ponder,"I would think that his life would be better spent doing something other then sitting in a cave riddling all those who come his way. Here is MY answer to you hermit"
"If the answer you require Then why sit in a cave and inquire For no answers will be found While you sit inside the ground The answers to all you ask Are not for us it is your task The taurs of which you happen to be Are only in need of those who see The path we are on is for us all Or all taurs are doomed to fall So answer us our quest For after all it's for the best Our people are in need you see While we sit here and you riddle me Instead of riddles we need aid Before our people completely fade"
Irritated by the foolish games of the hermit he sits and waits.
Kenisha d20+2=13 Wednesday November 21st, 2001 1:05:54 AM
Hiding a smile and a soft chuckle behind her hand, Kenisha speaks to her fellow Chosen, "I believe that his riddle is not talking about rainbows and light literally, but I can think of nothing that has seven parts of one whole thing. I can't even think of seven gods that make up a group. Can anyone else?"
She pauses for a moment then asks, "Could they be seven virtues or values that should be emulated?
(the roll is for a blanket Wis roll to see if she can figure out the riddle, cause I'm stumped. :) If it should be an Int roll then add one to that number.)
Flat-top Wednesday November 21st, 2001 2:12:52 AM
Flat-top move restlessly with his arms partly cross on hid chest, he ponders. "No, I agree. it's not the colors and it's not the rainbow, but the rainbow has a lot to do with the riddle." Said Flat-top, "Hmm, Aha THAT'S it, The riddle said it all, don't you see the answer is ALL. All the colors, all the GODS. That why they can still heal, The Hermit can still heal because he worships all the gods. That's also why Auntie can heal, she worship all the gods."
Flat-top does a little jig dance and yells "We did it, We solved the riddle"
Leets Wednesday November 21st, 2001 6:50:56 AM
"That's it Ceira!"
Yells Leets after thinking for a long minute.
"We were all right about the colours, and for the gods too! There is almost an infinity of colors between the colours in the rainbow, as well as dozens of gods between the divine domains if you consider all of them. But if we want to really see primary colors among gods, there are only seven: the Leader, the War, the Underworld, Love, Disasters, Luck, and Genralities! To be more clear: Alemi, Domi, Gargul, Caeroldra, The Sisters, Wardd and Kerracles!"
Zeoll Wednesday November 21st, 2001 7:20:48 AM
Zeoll joins Flat-top in his dance. As he prances about, the wemic sings, in his mother tongue,
grin and play! play and grin! that's okay! let's begin!
gods are great! great are gods! celebrate! join their squads!
love them all! all are love! love those tall gods above!
I can sing! sing my eye! here's the thing -- all gods die!
The Hermit Emerges (DM Cayzle) Wednesday November 21st, 2001 7:59:58 AM
Veofray listens with shocked eyes wide to Kalon's poem. He starts backing off when he sees Flat-top's jig. And as Zeoll ends his song, Veofray turns tail and runs off!
As the Chosen look back to see the wemic flee, they hear a chuckle behind them. It is the hermit, emerged from his cave!
He is an older liontaur than any Zeoll, Ceira, or Kalon has ever seen. His mane has fallen out, and so have his teeth! As he comes closer, his walk is stiff, but still proud.
"I do honorr all the gods," he says, in Tauric, "Forr as the rrainbow betokens the grreat sun that none can long look at dirrectly, so the gods betoken the Grreat Crreatorr that none can worrship dirrectly."
"I sense that morre is at worrk herre," he continues, "than hunterrs seeking fat prrey orr cast-offs seeking love potions. Why have you come to me, oh minotaurrs, centaurrs, and liontaurrs?"
Leets Wednesday November 21st, 2001 8:19:06 AM
Leets bows his head before the venerable old wemic, and makes one step backward, looking at Kenisha and waiting...
Kale Wednesday November 21st, 2001 9:28:10 AM
"You all sure are silly." Kale says to the dancing taurs
Flat-top Wednesday November 21st, 2001 11:33:54 AM
Flat-top stop dancing for a moment, turn to Kale and smiles," Kale we are celebrating, Come and dance with us, you are so solemn...." Flat-top stop dancing all together, as his eyes fall on the hermit for the first time. My . . . My . . . Naname is Flat-tic err err Flat-top Sir".
Down deep in Flat-top heart, he knows that this hermit has great power. "Kanisha Please ask him the question."
Raorr Wednesday November 21st, 2001 12:46:05 PM
Raorr looks at Flat top and then Kale. HE shakes his head and puts a hand to his head. "I can't believe I'm going to say this. For once I agree with Kale. You are all crazy."
Raorr looks at the Wemic HErmit and says bluntly "I could care less whether you worshipped Domi or all the gods in the wold. How does that help bring domi back?"
Raorr looks at Flat-top again and says "I'm glad your excited about solving a riddle, perhaps you could answer the more important question of how to return domi to his place amongst the living gods?" Raorr sticks his tongue out and shakes his head "Or we maybe we should dance somemore, perhaps a little bit of the mambo or a tango" Raorr waves his arms jokingly.
He stops suddenly and then says "REally let's be serious here taurs. With all this pointless riddles and rhymes I've completely forgottten why this wemic is of any importance. Kular is dying, and if this multiple god-worshipping holy wemic is able perhaps he might like to save lives instead of Rhyming us to a bloody stupor."
RAorr breathes deeply, trying to relax.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday November 21st, 2001 3:56:05 PM
"Umm..." Ceira watches Veofray run off. "Does he know something we don't? Something bad? Yes Raorr, let's get more serious here but let's try to avoid provoking the old wemic." Ceira glances back in Veofray's direction again.
She walks up next to Kenisha and whispers, "Our goal was to search for more potential healers and unite them right? But unite them for what? In other words, what do we tell the wemic to get him to come along? We can't just simply say, 'Hey we need your healing in Hearthold Keep so let's go!'"
Ceira pauses to think and continues whispering, "Maybe we should just tell him everything that has happened and let him decide on how to tackle this problem?"
Kenisha Wednesday November 21st, 2001 7:57:07 PM
Kenisha's five white braids of hair sway as she bows gracefully before the old wemic. "Honored Grandfather, Since Tomi's death, we have been searching for a means to restore him; and if not that, then at least to heal our greavously wounded fellow taurs. " "There is one at Hearthold, Kular by name, who is the physical manifestation of all three taur races in one. He lies at death's door but has spoken about all three needing to be together. My aunt, Minisha, is a healer and a recluse. We have been told that you are a healer as well. It is our belief, or at least our prayer, that if we can bring you and a minotaur healer to Heartshold, we might be able to save those who are dying."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday November 22nd, 2001 12:25:43 AM
Finally seeing the hermit emerge the irritation dwindles and he waits while the others quiz him.
The Hermit Speaks (DM Cayzle) Thursday November 22nd, 2001 8:48:19 AM
The hermit seems amused at the disorder and confusion displayed by the Taurs. But when Kenisha speaks, he gives her his full attention. After she finishes, he bows in turn, though not as gracefully.
"Daughterr, I see clearrly who is the leaderr herre, and I thank you forr yourr strraight and dirrect worrds."
"We liontaurrs believe in the powerr of drreams, and in a drream, in fact, I saw a crreaturre such as you descrribe. It had a centaurr's mane, a minotaurr's head, and a liontaurr's body. It lay verry nearr death, and I knew I had to go, but I knew not wherre."
"Now come messengerrs from all thrree races, telling me about my drream come to trruth. Well, I feel that time is verry verry shorrt indeed, so lead on, wise mare, and I will follow you now to this Kularr."
"I am Happy. Thanks! Giving me an answerr to my drream has also given me a dirrection in this trroubled time."
Leets Thursday November 22nd, 2001 10:44:22 AM
The young Paladin holds a friendly hand, and smiles a little.
"I am Leets, from the Talric tribe, paladin of Domi. I am glad to meet you, and to hear of your dreams. Dreams are said to be messages from the gods, and if they sent you those visions, it means that they stand by your side wise wemic."
"I realize that I don't even know your name...Pardon me..."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday November 22nd, 2001 4:51:25 PM
Ceira breathes a sigh of relief to see how easily the Hermit accepted their proposal. Especially considering how hard it was to try to get him to come out of his cave in the first place.
She smiles as she approaches him. "Hi, my name is Ceira! How long has it been since you've traveled? Your talents will be most welcome at our Keep."
Flat-top Thursday November 22nd, 2001 6:38:53 PM
Flat-top stand there speechless, when finally move to shake the hand of this hermit. "MY mmm My errr I am called Flat-top, I was a Marine Centaur patrolling the shores of Centaur when called by Domi to be with the Chosen Ones. We all came here to ask you for a great favor. Come with us to the Keep and help the sick and the dying. Please! I a fighter and cannot use the words like the others. But all of the Taurs do need you!" With that said Flat-top goes to stand beside Kale, Raorr and Zeoll.
Kenisha Thursday November 22nd, 2001 9:28:22 PM
Her eyes shining with renewed hope, Kenisha smiles at the hermit. "Is there anything we can help you with before we journey to Heartshold?"
Zeoll Friday November 23rd, 2001 8:22:22 AM
Zeoll smiles and takes a step forward, speaking in his native tongue. "I am Zeoll, of Clan Aene. Welcome. I am grateful for your company and help."
Then, in Taur, he says, "But time is shorrt! Let us rreturrn to ourr home beforre chance rruns out!"
To The Bridge(DM Ceil) Friday November 23rd, 2001 10:21:30 AM
The Hermit turn to the party "I have everrrything with me herrre, and time is of the essence. Lead on, we will talk on the way. My Name Is . . . "
Over the hill came some wemics and a few oother assorted Taurs. They were booing and throwing rocks "GO! AWAY! WE DON"T WANT YOU HERE." There are too many of them, But the is not too far.
RUN RUN for the bridge and cross over to Bridge Island.
You all bring him to the Keep and show him to Kular's room.
Flat-top Friday November 23rd, 2001 10:53:23 AM
Flat-top admires this Hermit, it seem that the power he has radiates from him. When the supertious towns taurs and started to taunt them by throwing sticks and rocks. "Look! the bridge to Bridge Island is not too far from here. Go! Run! you cross that bridge and Kale, Raorr and I will slow these the people down."
When everything and every body slowed down, Flat-top cross to Bridge Island and gallop to the Keep. The first thing Flat-top said (to the first taur he meets)"Is the hermit with Kular better?"
Kale Friday November 23rd, 2001 6:15:51 PM
as the taurs throw rocks at them, Kale pulls out his bow, but fights the urge to shoot them and continues on to the keep. once there he says "Now what?"
Kenisha Friday November 23rd, 2001 8:25:51 PM
Kenisha replies to Kale with, "I still feel that we need to complete the set. We need a Minotaur mystic such as my aunt and the wemic. Can you think of anyone like that? Raorr?"
Raorr Monday November 26th, 2001 1:51:25 AM
Raorr shakes his head "No Kenisha, I can't think of any minotaur like that. but if there is one I'm sure we will find them."
Leets Monday November 26th, 2001 3:51:39 AM
The young centaur raises his shield over the Old Wemic's head when stones are thrown. He thinks how sad it is that such a holy shield is used to protect from stones thrown by Taurs.
When all are back and safe at the keep, Leets listens to everybody, and answers Kenisha.
"I don't know either where we will find this third Taur, but we need to do quickly, there is still much to do here, and around even more..."
Zeoll Monday November 26th, 2001 9:19:52 AM
At the keep, Zeoll takes a look at Kular and fears the worst.
"Ourr time has rrun out!" he says, "Kularr is clearrly on his deathbed!"
"We must forrget the minotaurr healerr at least forr now, and tend Kularr as best we can."
The wemic leads the hermit to Kular's side and begs him to do what he can.
Say The Word ... LOVE!
Come Together -- DM Cayzle Monday November 26th, 2001 9:23:01 AM
A month has passed, and Hearthold Keep is almost back to normal -- a new kind of normal. The staff has regrouped, and with the hard work of Kenisha’s Aunt Minisha and the hermit healer, named Mylo, all those once near death are on their feet. Kular seems out of immediate danger, but he remains asleep, and the best efforts of the healers cannot rouse him.
And the Keep without Kular, like the Wold without Domi, seems empty in some crucial way. The two Chosen who feel the loss most keenly -- Leets and Zeoll -- continue to grapple with this void, that their divine powers once filled. Mylo has offered each one his comfort and prayers, and has said that his door is open if they want to talk.
But the everyday life of the Keep has resumed. Game is hunted, gardens tended, children taught. Every room in the Keep has been scrubbed and aired -- all the bodies and blood are gone. Only by their absences, like holes where teeth once were, can you tell that many died here.
The two healers, centaur and wemic, consult with the Chosen about those holes. It is decided that a memorial event should be held. The entire population of the Keep gather in the Heart Chamber, where there are songs sung and stories told of the dead.
Here is the full list:
Captain Borus Sergeant Tarf Warriors Maikolo, Mavis, Kallyo, Esoay, Eoja, Villem, and Metea Scout Hylas Theophilia, Ixion and Neola's colt Sous-chef Garth Two of the insane priests and one of their visiting students (the rest have since gone back to their school and homes)
In a somber mood the Chosen and the healers visit Kular after the service. He has been moved to the Commons, in the hope that the sounds of people round about will comfort him in his quietude.
"My Healing skills are exhausted," Minisha says, "I have done all I can do."
Mylo concurs. "My spells and magics can do no morre. The two of us have rreached the limits of what we can do togetherr. But in my soul I feel therre is still hope."
Kenisha has been steadfast in her idea that a minotaur healer is needed to fully restore Kular. The magical bridge to Minotaur Island beckons.
Flat-top Monday November 26th, 2001 5:42:48 PM
"You know I think your right, Kanisha." said Flat-top "since Kular is part of all of us. Then it would take healers from the three races to heal him." Flat-top turns to both Kale and Raorr, "Look like we are going to Mimotare Island. give me a few minutes and I'll be ready."
Zeoll Tuesday November 27th, 2001 12:08:06 AM
Zeoll listens politely to Mylo. He understands the idea of worshipping the Spirit of Domi that lives on in all gods, but he just can't accept it in his gut. "Thank you, wise Mylo," he says to the hermit in their common language, "but I am not ready to stop honoring Domi as a living true god."
When the party meets to discuss Kular, Zeoll agrees with Kenisha's inclination to seek out a minotaur healer.
Kenisha Tuesday November 27th, 2001 12:19:21 AM
"Thank you, Flat-top." Kenisha says. She readies to go to Minotaur Island. "I think at least one of each race should come with, but I'll understand if anyone wishes to stay here."
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday November 27th, 2001 1:50:47 AM
"Mylo and Minisha. Have you ever heard of any exceptional Minotaurs who possess the same amount of power as you do? Perhaps not the same level of skill but certainly the same intensity of faith. Kenisha's theory has some merit but we don't want to jump into this investigation without proper research or else we would be wasting our time. Kular is in stable condition but it wouldn't hurt to try the idea. If you do not know the answer, then perhaps you could direct us to someone who might be able to give us a better lead?"
Leets Tuesday November 27th, 2001 10:46:10 AM
The young centaur tries to spend time with Mylo, looking if the old wemic's ways are that different from his own faith.
Later, when Kenisha talks, he nods.
"I'll come with you Kenisha. I feel like the journey will be as important as the destination in those troubled days. Anyway, Flat-Top is right, we probably have to bring the three Taurs here to heal Kular..."
If I Needed Someone -- DM Cayzle Tuesday November 27th, 2001 1:41:31 PM
Mylo has an answer for Ceira. "Long ago, in my almost-forrgotten youth, I jourrneyed acrross the Wold and even visited the island of the Minotaurrs. Most orr all worrshipped Tomi, orr Imod, as they called him. But I rrecall a trradition of minotaurr barrdic healerrs, who curred with soothing songs. They may yet perrsist, untouched by the divine turrmoil of rrecent days."
"Then, in my age, I once hosted a minotaurr pilgrrim forr a shorrt time, who also honorred all gods, rratherr than just one. I fearr I do not rrememberr his name, but I can tell you what he looked like." The hermit describes the minotaur in detail.
Minisha has a small hint to contribute that might help. "Kenisha," she says, "you will remember a simple sailor, named Bralik, who once visited us. If you can find him, maybe he will have advice for you."
Flat-top Tuesday November 27th, 2001 4:28:12 PM
Flat-top come back from his room and puts his backpack on the floor next to the door. "I think I'll eat first, then I'll wait for the rest of you. When we leave weleave as one unit." said Flat-top. "My old sargent all ways said that."
Kenisha Tuesday November 27th, 2001 8:44:52 PM
Kenisha smiles at her aunt. "Great idea! I'm sure Bralik will lend a hand, and being a sailor I'm sure he hears about all sorts of things."
As Kenisha waits for Flat-top to finish his meal, she asks, "So who all is coming?"
Raorr Tuesday November 27th, 2001 10:35:43 PM
Raorr looks ready to go, somewhat refreshed and fit. A month of training and refocusing allows the burly minotaur to realize that his pupose is still there. "Dark days are ahead and I for one am sure we will be needed to bring Imod's light to it. If there is still one hope for his return then we must go."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday November 27th, 2001 11:06:44 PM
Kalon sits and listens to the groups plans. This long month has been a month of contemplation and seeking. In his soul he knows that there is someway to return Domi to the world in one form or the other. He has seen both Leets and Zeoll wrestling with their own personal dilemmas and has been confused by them. He wonders what it is they have lost. He loved Tomi as his god and though he has died Kalon does not feel any emptiness as the two of them seem to. His soul is filled by the last message and gift his lord gave him.
When the group meets to go to minotaur island Kalon is there with his small amount of belongings and a heart full of hope.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday November 28th, 2001 12:23:17 AM
"Ooo... food! Good idea Flat-top." says Ceira as she runs off to the kitchen. She grabs those juicy apples she craves and stuffs four into her belongings.
Walking back out, she meets up with Kenisha but pauses to swallow a mouthful before speaking. "I'm ready to go when you are!"
Zeoll Wednesday November 28th, 2001 12:32:31 AM
The liontaur bard listens carefully to all the information that the healers give, trying to memorize it for future use.
He gathers together with everyone else and is ready to follow Kenisha's order to depart.
Leets Wednesday November 28th, 2001 9:10:11 AM
Leets prepares his backpack for the journey to Minotaur Island. As he does so, a wave of memories comes to his mind. Memories of blood, tears and wars. Memories of his father's death after a battle against Minotaurs raiders, and the unspeakable look of his mother the day it happened.
The young centaur finally tied and closed his backpack, and joined the group.
"I'm ready to go, Kenisha..."
THE WORD DM Ceil Wednesday November 28th, 2001 11:35:28 AM
The Chosen have decided to go to Minotaur Island, so they cross the bridge and walk to the nearby Minotaur city. But there are strange goings-on in Fort Beast, the town on Minotaur Island closest to the magical rainbow bridge. For one thing, when they first see the town gates, someone has erected a sign avove the gates That says "Fort Love."
At the gates the party will have its first contact with minotaurs Servants of Passion. These cultist are non-violent and peaceful, but adamant in there belief that since the God of War failed them, they must now worship the God of Love. About twenty are keeping watch at the town gates.
The leader, a female minotaur with a necklance of flowers, welcomes them. "How glad I am to see Taurs of different kinds traveling together in fellowship and peace!" she says. "You are most welcome here. Be kind! Be sweet! Be friendly! And do no harm!"
Unarmed, the cultists circle the chosen, holding their open handsout in peace. They are standing shoulder to shoulder, though, so one could NOT easily walk out of the circle -- you would have to Bull Rush through or attack and do damage. The leader says, "However, before you pass out of our circle, you must speak the Word that we cherish most of all. She starts singing, Say the word, and you'll be free! Say the Word, and be like me! Say the Word I'm thinking of! Have you heard, the Word is...
And the other cultists start singing loudly, drowning out the leader. It's so fine! It's sunshine! It's the Word!
(What is the Word? Can you tell them that the Word is . . . .?)
Kenisha Wednesday November 28th, 2001 12:09:36 PM
Kenisha is taken back by these taurs and their zestful actions, but she calmly says to the them, "The word you cherish above all others is Love."
Raorr Wednesday November 28th, 2001 2:11:19 PM
Raorr looks at the circle of taurs and then at the group "I hoped we left the riddles behind us Kenisha, why do they persist in returning."
RAorr looks at one of the taurs in the circle "There are two way to find the word. The first invovles violence, the second, luckily for you is not going to involve violence. Which one do you prefer? I know which I like." Raorr smiles broadly. and rubs his hands together.
In the back of his mind he says 'Please let Kenisha be right in saying Love. I don't want to hurt these fools, it's not worth the time or effort.'
Flat-top Wednesday November 28th, 2001 3:33:12 PM
Flat-top had taken about six apples from the table, "this will do for on the road snack." Put on his back pack, then off he went with the rest of the party. Over the bridge and to Fort Beast, something is wrong or at least strange. It was now fort Love? " Ha! that will be the day." Remark Flat-top. They entered the city and was surrounded by these Flowed Minotaurs with flowers in their hair, flowers around their necks and around their waist. When they sang that song and ask about the Word. Flat-top pointed to Kenisha, "What ever Leader Kanisha said."
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday November 28th, 2001 8:16:57 PM
"Hmm..." hums Ceira. 'Their WORD seems blantantly obvious to me.' she wonders to herself. 'Perhaps TOO obvious? But then again, they do want everyone to worship the God of Love so why would they turn away potential followers with a confusing riddle? Kenisha's answer should be correct.' Ceira nods in Kenisha's direction. "That should be the correct answer."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday November 29th, 2001 12:36:24 AM
Kalon rolls his eyes again toward the sky and sighs loudly. Moving over beside Raorr he says,"The world has truly gone mad and apparently since Domi's demise people except for the Chosen can only speak in riddles"
Zeoll d100=8 Thursday November 29th, 2001 6:26:19 AM
Zeoll smiles and sings a strange little song. But whatever bardic magic he intended goes awry when his arm snags on a buckle of his armor.
[bad arcane spell failure check roll! darn!]
All You Need Is Love -- DM Cayzle Thursday November 29th, 2001 7:04:57 AM
When Kenisha says, "Love," all the surrounding minotaurs start to smile broadly. When the rest of the group agrees, the cultists let out a big shout of gladness -- "Hooray!"
The Chosen find themselves assaulted with hugs, kisses, and congratulations, as the minotaurs embrace them joyfully.
One older bull pumps Leets's hand enthusiastically up and down. A young cow grabs Kale and tries to dance around with him. Some hugs and kisses are a little extra passionate for the more reserved Chosen, but that just seems to be their way of welcoming the party.
As tehy calm down, several try to explain their philosophy, evidently in the hope of winning new converts. War failed them, so they turn to Love! And if everybody just loved each other, there would be no need for war, anyway!
But the love cultists do scold the party for carrying weapons. The leader, the female named Bara who greeted them, says, "We believe that weapons of war are bad! Please do not bring your bad toys into our new city of love! Or if you really must, then please peace-bond them by letting us tie them into place with these pretty ribbons. This is the new custom of our town, and you will be most welcome if you agree."
She and other Servants of Passion hold out sacks into which you can drop your weapons. Behind them, others hold colorful ribbons.
(A peace bonded weapon, tied to a belt or scabbard, needs a Use Rope, Escape Artist, or strength check against DC 15 to break/untie as a move-equivalent action -- otherwise it takes two full rounds to remove.)
Kale Thursday November 29th, 2001 7:55:13 AM
(sorry for not posting lately, we had some phone line problems) not saying a word, Kale grabs a ribbon and fixes it to his mace, though he leaves his bow and his hidden daggers unbounded
Leets Thursday November 29th, 2001 11:52:23 AM
Leets smiles to the old minotaur, shaking his hand friendly.
"Well done Kenisha" Adds the young centaur "It somehow sounds strange to me, especially when I remember of my last travel to this Island, but I think I finally prefer this way of welcoming Taurs..."
Leets also look at the sacks, the ribbons, and puts one hand on the sword of his mother.
"Well, I agree to put my sword in this, because I'll respect your belief and It looks like we can be friends, however, I would prefer to keep the sack with me..."
Flat-top Thursday November 29th, 2001 11:56:31 AM
A big shout of "Hooray!" come from this crowed. Flat-top is startle and shows this by a small jump back wards. But when some heifers starts to kiss and hug him. "Errr! That's nice girls, errr! Do you want an apple?" Flat-top stammers. As the sacks are pass around, Flat-top pick a ribbon, then ties it on his sword. "Now isn't this lovely, Raorr?"
Raorr Thursday November 29th, 2001 4:13:55 PM
Raorr begins to panic again as he is unable to fend off another group of unarmed taurs.
When they finsish assaulting him and give him room, the group notices raorr looks very uncomfortable and almost ready to snap. Obvious signs of extreme annoyance cross his face,
When Flat-top speaks to him he looks at him and snarls "Lovely is not the WORD I'm thinking right now Flat-top." He looks at the group of taurs carrying the sacks and ribbons "Perhaps my militaristic mind is not as sharp as yours, but I find this 'new' custom very wrong."
Raorr looks to Kenisha "I would like to wait outside of town Kenisha, Not having weapons in a ready position could be bad. If the one who slew Domi is looking to finish the job then we would make obvious choice for him." Looks at the rest of the party "I would suggest each of you consider deeply before you allow weapons to be bound, I'm sure most of you will do it anyways but this custom is unjust and illogical given the history of our people. I sense dark magic involved here. My people the Minotaurs don't change their ways THIS quickly! It is unheard of"
Raorr looks to Kalon "I'm begining to question tha myself, riddle are for people who have time to waste pondering them. WE are wasting time now we must look for this hermit quickly."
Kenisha Thursday November 29th, 2001 8:12:56 PM
Kenisha is a bit taken aback by the minotaurs' reaction, but she doesn't allow them to waste too much time telling her about their new religion. She does allows however for her dagger to be peace-bound.
To Raorr she says, "I can understand your decision and we will see what we can find out in here as fast as we can."
To one of the minotaurs she asks, "I am seeking an old friend of mine, a sailor by the name of Bralik; do you know where he is?"
Zeoll Friday November 30th, 2001 6:41:43 AM
Zeoll responds enthusiastically to the exuberence of the minotaurs. He smiles, shakes hands, and hugs any who come near.
But he grows more serious when asked for his weapons. "This grreatsworrd," he tells a minotaur holding out a bag, "was held in Domi's own hand and blessed by Domi himself just forr me! It is my most prrecious possession. No object of love orr warr that I own in the entirre Wold is morre dearr to me. Losing it would be like unto losing my tail, orr my brrain, orr my god. I cannot imagine life without any of those. And now you ask me to give it up? Forr the sake of a god I do not even know? For a philosophy that will not amount to a hill of beans when pitted against Hell Hounds or worrse?"
"Well, okay!," he says, grinning madly. "Herre you go!" And the liontaur flips the greatsword into the minotaur's bag.
"But this," he says, holding up his trusty nonmagical nondescript longsword, "I keep!" And he peace-bonds the lesser weapon.
From Me To You (DM Ceil) Friday November 30th, 2001 10:52:54 AM
The Servants of Passion are dancing in the streets and want to welcome you properly. The leader walks to Kenisha, "My name is Bara. My farther is the a fourth level aristocrat and is the local Magistrate here in Love City." Bara said (not only to Kanisha, But to all of you. with a hint of Do as I say in her voice) "We will have a picnic by the gate and talk of the goddess of Love and of things you are interested of." Bara turns to the about thirty Servants of Passion, "A Picnic by the gates, Children. A few of you there (pointing to some Taurs to her left) go and get blankets, silverware, napkins and plates for our guest. You over there (pointing to some Taurs to her right) go and get some Tea, cookies and a big salad. And you my dear friends (pointing to the taurs in the center) Go and find some coushions and more flowers for our guest." Then Bara turn "Now my New Friends, Come with me. This way, Please!" As you follow her but if you look closely You see that not all of the towns people are happy, in fact they scurry around and glare at you.
Ceira Karwyn Friday November 30th, 2001 11:28:26 AM
Ceira gives up her crossbow without much resistance because she relies heavily on her wits and magic anyhow.
"Psst," Ceira says to the Chosen as they follow Bara, "What do you suppose is wrong with these scowls I see spread throughout the crowds? Not very 'loving' if you ask me. Better stay on your guard."
Kale Saturday December 1st, 2001 12:27:07 AM
"Why are we going on a picnick?" Kale asks. then he sees some of the glares directed at him "Maybe we should show them our love for combat."
Flat-top Saturday December 1st, 2001 9:24:34 PM
"I know what you mean, Kale. These Servants are much too happy and a little controling. But they seem harmless." said Flat-top. "The ones in the shadow are the one that worry me?" Flat-top smiles at some young heffers and accepts the cup of tea and two cookie, "Thanks you beautiful Taurs. Have some apples on me." Turn back to Kale, "Thats why I put that ribbon on my sword and not my Morning Star. Oh! Kale try smiling, blowing smoke out of your nose will bring unwanted attention."
Kenisha Monday December 3rd, 2001 12:39:34 AM
Kenisha answers Kale with, "We are not going on a picnic." With that she advances to Bara and addresses her, "I am sorry, but we do not have time for a picnic. One whom we love is gravely injured and we are in a hurry to seek a cure for him. We must find a minotaur healer; one who is a recluse or a hermit. Or so we believe. Do you know of such a taur? If not please direct us to my friend Bralik and we will trouble you no further."
Kenisha will not go along with Bara's plans to distract them if pressed she will say, "To truly love someone is to never force them to do anything they truly do not wish to do. Let us go."
Leets Monday December 3rd, 2001 3:26:44 AM
The young paladin stands by Kenisha's side, looking much more serious than a minute before.
"Well spoken Kenisha. Bara, I thank you for welcoming us so friendly: if Minotaurs now embrace Centaurs, surely there is still hope. However, as said our leader, we are in a hurry and will not share this meal with you, at least not now. The life of a very friend of us is in our hands, and you have to help us if you really worship the god of Love."
Zeoll Monday December 3rd, 2001 9:39:03 AM
Zeoll looks at all the picnic preparations busily underway -- and at Kenisha having a polite word with Bara. He decides not to get between the two Strong-willed females.
"Seems like Kenisha has that well in hand," he mutters in wemic.
The liontaur priest listens to Ceirra's comment and looks at the taurs walking in and out of the city gate, some scowling. Zeoll smiles, saying in wemic, "Good point, Ceira. But are those minotaurs scowling at us or at the Servants of Passion?"
Do You Want To Know A Secret -- DM Cayzle d20+3=18 Monday December 3rd, 2001 11:04:38 AM
Bara's blur of orders and activities come to a clean stop at Kenisha's words, and she listens intently to her and to Leets (Diplomacy check for Kenisha above). After the centaurs are finished, the minotaur cultist says, "Oh! Here I am assuming you have all the time in the Wold for a visit! I did not realize that your mission here was urgent. Excuse me for just a moment and then we'll have a serious chat."
She quickly puts a stop to the picnic preparations, except for a few blankets on the ground under a tree to one side of the town gate. A few of the younger minotaurs are visibly disappointed that the picnic is off. Five minutes later, the Chosen find themselves sitting on the blankets, with Bara alone of the cultists. The rest resume their gate-watching duty.
Bara smiles at Kenisha, Leets, and Flat-top -- the friendliest of the Chosen so far. "All my life I was taught that centaurs were enemies and that war was a minotaur's destiny," she says. "But now I know that centaurs are friends and that love is better than war. In the spirit of new love between our people, I will try to help you."
"We Servants of Passion belive in renouncing violence, but not all followers of the God of Love have done the same. It saddens me to report that a faction, calling themselves the Hands of Love, have taken a more coercive approach. We all believe in mutual peace and affection. We Servants of Passion believe everyone will come around eventually, but the Hands of Love say that it is their responsibility to MAKE everyone love each other."
"After Domi died, all of His priests went mad or lost their powers at any rate. So healing magic was in short supply. The Hands, with their violent approach to Love, suffered injuries -- then we had no Priests of Love, and as even now we have few Clerics who have converted. So the Hands heard about a heler cleric who could still do healing spells. They kidnapped this cleric and kept her prisoner to heal their own injuries."
"That is the only healer I know," she says. "She is being held at a secret strong place the Hands have hidden. I know the district but not the exact location." She tells you how to get to the general area of town. Then she asks your discretion. "Please do not reveal that you learned this from me."
"This Bralik you speak of -- a fisher, I think -- lives in a village on the coast about an hour's walk from here." She gives you directions for this as well.
Flat-top Monday December 3rd, 2001 1:39:03 PM
"Kanisha! your a filly after my own heart, the way you went right after the oats and hay. I'm ready any time you say the word" said Flat-top as he waves at the heifers. "Say, Kale, do you want to stop at your Guild for more information on this Cult Hands of Love? Or if they know of any kidnaping?"
"I'm ready to leave. How about you Raorr and you Leets?" smiled Flat-top.
Ceira Karwyn Monday December 3rd, 2001 8:47:38 PM
"Love for violence sounds more like it." mumbles Ceira when the Hands of Love are described. "But that comes as no surprise considering the amount of chaos that has surfaced in our world."
"Hmm... it appears we know the general vicinity of the healer and we also know where Bralik resides. It seems the obvious choice would be to seek Bralik's advice in the hopes of pinpointing the healer's location."
"Bara, could you describe the level of violence used by the Hands of Love? It would be good to know what we are going up against. Particularly the numbers. Your help is very much appreciated."
Kenisha Tuesday December 4th, 2001 2:12:03 AM
"Ceira is right, Bara." Kenisha adds. "If these people are willing to kidnap a healer, who knowns just how far they'd being willing to go to keep her for themselves. I hate to say it, but we may need our weapons to protect ourselves. Do we have your permission to untie out peacebindings once we enter that district. I swear we will do all that we can to prevent any unneccessary violence."
"Kale? What do you know of this district?"
Kale Tuesday December 4th, 2001 6:37:34 AM
looking at Kenisha Kale says "Not much, I havent been in this part of town. I could go to the guild, but im not sure they would welcome me since I havent payed my dues in a couple of months."
Zeoll Tuesday December 4th, 2001 7:18:58 AM
Zeoll swishes his tail. "Is therre any otherr info you might have hearrd about this healerr?" he asks Bara. "And that's a good question, Cierra -- just how nasty arre these Hands of Love?"
Turning to Kale, he says, "I have a little gold -- enough, I bet, to pay up yourr back dues. It's yourrs if you like."
Leets Tuesday December 4th, 2001 9:26:44 AM
Leets nods at Flat-Top.
"Of course I'm ready my friend: as often as we'll need to bring back on the right way those who claim that their faith in Love make them kill and kidnap people of good will!"
"Kenisha, where do you think we should begin? If they are a cult, they must have a temple..."
Raorr (Still with the Group) Tuesday December 4th, 2001 11:48:54 AM
Raorr looks to Flat-top and says "Of course I'm ready, but from the sound of these HAnds of Love, I think I'm a little suspicious. I find it convient that the peaceful ones are so willing to ask us to find their opposing faction to 'rescue' a healer."
Raorr looks at Kenisha and cracks his knuckles throught his spiked guantlets, "If the 'violent' faction has so many wounded then our 'friends' here are not being as honest about refraining from violence"
"As for how I feel about them, at least they still follow some of Domi's principles. These pacifists are hiding from the truth, behind their new god." He says continuing to look to another member of the party.
His eyes fall to Kale "What guild are you talking about?"
Finally his ocular organs fall to Zeoll "If they have kidnapped a Cleric like this taurs claim I will help free her. However if she is not willing to go freely then what are you planning to do about it? Will you want to forcably remove her from the opposition?"
From Me To You-DM Ceil Tuesday December 4th, 2001 11:51:41 AM
Bara is sitting there with Kanisha and Ceira, while the males of the Chosen Ones half listening and half talking to each other. "Well, the Hands of Love are not at all like us. They believe that all should worship the Goddess of Love weather you want to or not. They will take offering whether you want to give or not, and now they have kidnap the only Healer that could still heal anyone in the heard. I was told that they smashed and ransack the temple and the entrance to a maze. But ..." As Bara look around to see if there's any one of the Hands of Love are watching them. "But I was told by my father, that there are two other entrance to that maze..." Bara whispers, "There is an entrance at some Guild, and..." Bara has fear in her eyes, but continues "and another some where near the docks, There are cliff over there. That is all the information that I can give you. Please be careful and may Love go with you." Bara gets up and run to her friends. Now what to do? And where to Start?
Kenisha Tuesday December 4th, 2001 10:39:15 PM
"Roarr? What gives you the notion that we would force anyone to come with us?" Kenisha asks with a hurt tone to her voice.
Turning to the others she asks Kale, "Could the guild Bara mentioned be the same as yours? If so do you think we could use that enterence or do you think we'd be better off going to the docks?"
Flat-top Tuesday December 4th, 2001 11:33:23 PM
Flat-top unties the ribbon from his sword, he replies to Raorr "If this Healer does not want to be rescued. Then we leave her where we found her. But if I read the Taurs around here, I think she didn't go willingly. I think if we find this Healer and tell her how much she is needed. She'll do what is right in her mind and in her heart. But this heard is in need of the Chosen Ones talent." Then turns to Kale, "This is your land, Kale, I'll be right beside you." Flat-top gets in a line ready to follow Kanisha.
Zeoll Wednesday December 5th, 2001 1:07:24 AM
"Of courrse we won't make anyone come with us. But we can be prretty perrsuasive!"
"Herre's my two cents," offers Zeoll, "Whateverr we want to do, we should do it soon. Time's a-wasting!"
Turning to Kenisha and Kale, the wemic adds, "This is yourr home rrange, Kale -- let's follow yourr intuition."
Leets Wednesday December 5th, 2001 7:45:23 AM
Leets listens carefully, and thinks for a couple of seconds.
"We will probably find some kind of guards if we head to this ruined temple. However, I feel anger knowing that a holy place could be between the hands of such people...Kale, do you think there could be some kind of link between this guild and this violent order of Love? If there is, it could be even more angerous to try the guild entrance..."
"Although my heart pushes me to free the holy ground, I think it would more reasonnable to try the cliff entrance, it is probably the most stealthy solution. Now, I'm not for attacking them from behind, but if we can avoid the spilling of more blood, it will be a good thing..."
Raorr Wednesday December 5th, 2001 9:04:14 AM
Raorr looks to Kenisha, and says "If forcing the taur preist away from the Hand of Love's hidden location is the only way to save Kular and to bring back Domi. Would you even consider not doing so? I'm sure you would. With Domi gone the Taurs are already resorting to flase gods and cults, Domi must return quickly or a suitable replacement found. The taurs need a strong presence, or else we will continue down this path." He gestures to the'Passion' taurs.
"I will not allow that to happen Kenisha, I will not stand here and watch our people soften even more than they already are. If this is what unification of the taurs results in I want no part of it. I want our people united so we may return to the glory we had as one race. At least then we can deal with the larger threat, and that is humanity." Raorr snorts "I do not hide my violent side, Ido however understand the need for peace, what these taurs are doing is worse than peace it's plainly ignoring the problem, hoping love will help them deal with the loss of domi. It is an illusion, a very clever one brought on by the cults to throw our people of balance. They want us weak for then we are easier to conquer. I will not be fooled by them, or their deceptions Kenisha."
He looks to Kalon and says "You still quiet what are you pondering there?"
Within You Without You (DM Cayzle) Wednesday December 5th, 2001 11:34:01 PM
The Chosen debate and ponder the options before them without yet reaching a decision -- shore or city? Leets seems to lean to the caves on the shore. Others look to Kale for his informed opinion, but his silence fails to enlighten them, unless it is a sign of warning or doubt?
A strong wind blows, and the banner pegged to the town gate flaps in it. Fate is in the air. Which way will the Chosen fly, the breeze seems to ask, and what will they do when they land?
Ceira Karwyn Thursday December 6th, 2001 2:39:17 AM
"Well, if you ask me, I would prefer seeking out that entrance at the docks. It would be best if we avoid as much people as possible because we seem to be the ones who are most sane around here."
Flat-top Thursday December 6th, 2001 3:58:07 AM
"Kale your tattoos and your scars go deep into your sole, You tend to hide them under your cloak. But this is a healer that needs our help. Friend Kale can the Guild help us in any way?" Flat-top wonders what demons Kale is fighting in his sole. Flat-top steels himself from the wind and waits for what is to come.
Kale Thursday December 6th, 2001 9:13:03 AM
after standing quiet for a while, Kale finally says "Ill take you to one of the guild houses, though you must follow me at a distance. Im not sure if they would even let me in since ive been absent, let alone centaurs and wemics." then Kale starts to walk, then stops for a second. "Just to let you know, I didnt join the guild because I wanted to, I did it to survive. Theres no telling what may happen when I make contact, so be ready for anything, but do nothing rash. My survival will depend on it." he says, then he continues on down the street
Kalon the Wemic Thursday December 6th, 2001 8:36:19 PM
When Raorr turns to speak to Kalon he can see a very unfamiliar sight. Kalon's face shows a the great struggle waging within Kalon. Anger blazes in his eyes as his face, apparently with effort, remains calm like a mask of stone. His breathing is deep and controlled and when he finally speaks it comes out like a hiss,"I am having a hard time understanding the weakness in our peoples. so ready to turnh away from the teachings of our great lord" he stops struggling to calm himself,"These faithless followers deserve whatever fate befalls them. We have a chance to stand on our own. To live our lives as Domi taught us and these fools dance around, hug and ryhmn." closing his eyes he says,"Let us choose someway and get on with this"
SomethingDM Ceil Thursday December 6th, 2001 11:21:40 PM
Kale tighten his cloak around him and walks in the shadows of the houses. He comes to a corner looks around motions for you to follow, then walks on. If you look around you see signs of break-in and blood on the walls. But you follow Kale at a distance. Kale stop as he comes to a big building and the door is busted in. Kale enters the building and on the floor there's someone he knows. Kale comes out of the door and motion for you to come in. Kale disaperes into the building again.
As you enter the Guild Hall, you see that every thing is broken, smash and torn apart. You listen as the little thief tell Kale about how the Hands of Love had taken over the guild, and made this mess. He goes on to tell of a female they had with them and how she wanted to heal him. But they refuse saying" No! You only heal the one we tell you to." The slap her and drag her by the arm to the back of THAT room. "You know the one that has the secret door, that leads to the maze. If you help me up I think I can make it home. Oh! Yes, there's a dog back there and he's been hanging around there for about a week." The little thief sneaks out the front door and disappears into the dark. Kale leads you to the room and the room is a mess and there is this dog barking at a desk. Strange, very strange.
Kenisha Friday December 7th, 2001 12:57:10 AM
"Kale wait." Kenisha calls out to him. "It sounds as if the guild is not going the better way. We don't need to fight both this guild and the cult; time is too precious. Let's go the the shore entrance."
(Oops! Marilyn tells us that she didn't reload before posting, so she didn't see Ceil's post. Marilyn, feel free to post again today. -- DM Cayzle)
Leets Friday December 7th, 2001 2:36:56 AM
"It's probably the best choice Kenisha, maybe we could even make an ally of this guild later rather than an ennemy. If they live here they probably deserve this maze too..."
Kale d20+5=7 Friday December 7th, 2001 8:58:05 AM
"Here's where the entrance is." Kale says once they reach the back room. "Now lets see if i can remember where the entrance is."(search check of 7, dont think i found it)
Flat-top Friday December 7th, 2001 10:00:12 AM
Flat-top did as Kale said, He follow Kale about a block behind. When Kale gave the signal to come in, Flat-top was almost the first one in the hall. then followed Kale to this back room where this secret door is supposed to be. But there this great big dog that won't let any one near the desk. "Kale, we won't be able to do any searching in this room with that dog growling and barking at that desk and us." Flat-top look into his back pack for trail food. "Has anyone have some dried meat with them? All I have is wheat cake and oatmeal for trail food? If we can pacify that Big Dog, maybe we can search this room and the desk."
Zeoll d20+8=11 Friday December 7th, 2001 10:08:36 AM
Zeoll sees the dog and immediately tries to make friends. Frankly, it's been too long since he's interacted with one of nature's creatures, and he is happt to see a four-legged being that has no arms for a change.
"Hey, fella," the wemic croons to the dog in his native tongue. "Come on over here, boy. Here, have a treat."
The wemic offers some dried meat from his backpack.
[Animal Empathy roll is above.]
Ceira Karwyn d20+4=11 Friday December 7th, 2001 7:26:23 PM
Ceira watches quietly as Zeoll works his skill. She walks back to the entrance and peers outside the streets one more time. (General Spot check = 11)
Kenisha Saturday December 8th, 2001 1:25:19 AM
"Actually that is a good idea Leets. I guess I'm just being too leery about all this. Any luck Kale?"
Hey Bulldog (DM Cayzle) Saturday December 8th, 2001 9:47:09 AM
Zeoll's efforts are not for nothing -- the dog grabs the meat and wolfs it down. But he is more interested in that desk than in Zeoll! At least he lets the Chosen come closer, now.
Although Kale's searching, in and of itself, was not very effective, the dog's barking at the desk triggers an old memory in the minotaur.
Kale pulls open and then closes one drawer in the desk, then another, then the first, then a third, in a rapid sequence. Then there is a loud "CLICK" and the desk and a portion of the wall behind it. slide away to reveal a passage.
The dog immediately dashes into the passage. After a second, he pauses, comes back, and barks at the Chosen. Then he dashes off again, then returns, barking.
At this point Ceira returns, telling the group that about 10 armed minotaurs are coming into the ruined building. They must be Hands of Love, she deduces, because their shields are painted red and shaped like hearts!
Flast-top Saturday December 8th, 2001 4:19:29 PM
Flat-top watches Zeoll and the dog. The dog eat as if he was very hungry, but it seem that the dog is more interested in something else. That desk, something about that desk. As Kale pulls on the desk draws in and closed, over and over again. Then came that 'click'. Flat-top mouth hang open as the desk and the wall move, and the passage is revealed. "You found it Kale."
The dog is acting funny, "Look! this dog act as if he wants us to follow him?". Then Ceira's warning about the group of armed Minotaurs comming this way. "Well, I'm going to follow the dog and the last one in the passage close the secret panel, if you can find the catch." Flat-top goes into the passage is a slow trot.
Kenisha Saturday December 8th, 2001 11:34:56 PM
Kenisha nods to Flat-top. "I agree. Everyone in. Kale? You've got the best chance to close this secret door. I think you should go last."
Kenisha will wait for most of the others to enter the tunnel before entering.
Kale Sunday December 9th, 2001 7:54:02 AM
"Sure thing, boss. Ill make sure its closed. I just hope they dont know about it." Kale says as he waits for everyone to move down the passageway
Raorr (Still with the Group) Sunday December 9th, 2001 8:06:44 AM
RAorr quickly moves into the tunnel and starts to head down leving Kale behind to playt with the door. He whispers quietly "If we are gonna be hiding then be quiet otherwise theirs no point in hiding." He motions forward in the direct that Falt-top troted and begins to move.
Ceira Karwyn Sunday December 9th, 2001 8:59:02 PM
Ceira quickly shuffles in after the others without saying much but remains suspicious about the dog's presence.
Zeoll d20+8=26 Sunday December 9th, 2001 11:29:27 PM
Zeoll enters the tunnel and leads the party after the dog. He watches it carefully. If it gets out of sight, Zeoll tracks it (Track roll 26).
Leets Monday December 10th, 2001 3:32:50 AM
"If there is a maze ahead, our minotaur friends surely should go first, I'll stay among the last by Kenisha's side, just to be there if they manage to enter..."
Leets enters the secret passage, and whispers:
"Kale! Do you manage to close it?"
I Saw Her Standing There DMCeil Monday December 10th, 2001 11:07:24 AM
As they make their way down the dim lit passage way, they come to a fine hewn stone room. This room has better light in it, and in the North, east and south walls are tunnels. You can hear barking of the dog, But you cannot quite make out where it comes from. Suddenly the Dog comes out of the West tunnel, stop look at all of you (as if to say 'Well come on') and dashes down that tunnel again. You all enter that tunnel after that dog. The tunnel twist and turns and opens into a big lit room. There's cell like dividers to the north of the room, in one of these divider there are no door, on a pallet there sits a female Minotaur crying. In the center of the room is a table with three Minotaurs eating and yelling at the Female to shut up. To the South there's another tunnel that leads out of the room. The dog runs to the female and puts his head in her lap. One of the men gets up and Yells "Where did this dog come from?". Their attention are on the dog. You have the advantage.
Ceira Karwyn d20+2=19 d20+2=3 Monday December 10th, 2001 4:05:50 PM
(OOC: After all the twisting and turning, I assume we are still entering from the East side of the room?)
Ceira pulls out her crossbow and takes one step into the room. With her crossbow continuously aimed at the nearest minotaur, she moves silently southwest and hugging the wall (Roll=19). She will be headed towards the south tunnel to cut off any retreats.
If they prove to be hostile, Ceira's intentions are to flank the nearest minotaur with a crossbow bolt in the leg. This will allow the other melee warriors in the group to charge as they like without fear of hitting her friends. (To hit=3 miss!)
The Prisoner Monday December 10th, 2001 10:44:43 PM
The Minotaur woman on the pallet sits there, her belly aching, and her eyes must be hallucinating as she sees a group of taurs enter. She wipes the tears from fustration and lack of sleep from her eyes.
Sleep how long as it been days weeeks, she can no longer remember, but now she sees Timon, her friend "Here boy, come here Timon".
She sees one of the Centaurs draw a crossbow and head south. She slowly decides this might be her way out. "By the grace of the gods, It's Timon, he's harmless, if your not gonna feed me at least give him something to eat. Tars, please show your god's mercy to him he's all I have left." She says obviously looking at the one in Plate mail and the glowing greatsword.
Quietly to herself she prays to the gods that this is not another hallucination.
Raorr d20+9=29 d20+9=24 2d6(5+5)+4=14 2d6(1+2)+4=7 2d6(1+3)+4=8 Monday December 10th, 2001 10:58:44 PM
Raorr quickly assesses the situation and decides the surprise is the best way to take them down.
He decides #3 is the best target and moves quiclky on an angle so he can charge him properly. He yells out a mighty roar as he charges. Raising his greatsword and bringing it down on his foe. Smacking him fiercly.
OOC: First Roll was to hit (Natural twenty) Second Roll to Convert (hits AC 24) Third Roll - Base Damage with Greatsword one-handed Fourth Roll (First Doubling for Rhino hide armor) Fifth Roll (Second Doubling for Critical Damage)
Zeoll d20+3=17 d20+3=7 d4+3=7 Monday December 10th, 2001 11:02:18 PM
Zeoll follows Raor's example, and leaps to attack foe number 2. He runs and pounces, landing one solid blow with a paw.
OOC: if it connects, damage is 7 hp.
At the same time, Zeoll begins to sing. The effect is surprising, since he has never sung in battle before, but the music is undeniably uplifting, rousing the Chosen and inspiring them.
He sings: Rrejoice, oh captive sad, entombed! You arre not herre forreverr doomed! We come to brreak yourr bonds and chains, To lead you forrth to skies and rrains, To end yourr strrife, rrelieve yourr pains, Be glad! The hope we brring has bloomed!
[OOC: Starting next round, all Zeoll's allies gain a +1 to hit and damage and +2 vs. charm and fear for so long as he sings and five rounds after he stops.]
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday December 11th, 2001 1:39:37 AM
Seeing the prisoner shackled across the room he rushes in taking a roundabout way to reach her heading north then west to the prisoner. When he reaches her he says,"Have no fears we are here to rescue you" he pauses thinking to himself remembering his friend Raorr,"Unless you don't need rescuing some minotaurs don't."
Flat-top Tuesday December 11th, 2001 5:05:08 AM
Flat-top will head southwest of the room. Flanking Ciera But out of the way of that cross bow, but covering her in case somebody tries to get to her. Flat-top is ready with his Mace and shield. He's ready to strike any body who comes their way, starting a circle of Fear for those guards.
Kenisha d20+3=18 Tuesday December 11th, 2001 5:36:13 AM
Kenisha will move into the room to the Northeast side. she calls out to the minotaurs, "We are here to free an imprisoned heart. Stand down or face the consequences!" (Diplomacy roll=18)
Kale Tuesday December 11th, 2001 9:13:56 AM
Seeing the wisdome in Ceira's actions, Kale moves to the other side of the room to block off any retreat and to look out for more foes
Leets Tuesday December 11th, 2001 9:42:17 AM
The young centaur paladin remains backward as the other are charging. Alas there is probably not enough room to allow him to help efficiently, so he draws his sword and remains backward. He will listen carefully to hear the noise of incoming new ennemies, in the case they opened the secret passage.
"Kale! Did you manage to close this secret door?!"
We Can Work It Out (DM Cayzle) d20+7=10 d20+6=20 Tuesday December 11th, 2001 10:38:24 AM
The room erupts into a chaos of action, shouts, and battle.
Ceira sneaks south and looses a bolt, but it flies far shy.
Raorr charges his foe and deals an incredible blow, enough to drop a horse. This minotaur warrior, however, simply says, "OOF!" and then strikes back with a heavy flail. He is off balance, though, and his return swing misses wildly. [OOC: Raorr and Foe 3 stand ten feet from each other because, since each has a ten-foot reach, there is no need to come closer. Dwayne, let me know if you want to step up 5 feet -- for most purposes it does not matter. Also, Foe 3 has a flail with a head shaped like a heart, as well as a breastplate and a heart-shaped shield. AC 19.]
Zeoll also leaps into melee, and, catching Foe 2 flat-footed, is not subject to an Attack of Opportunity. Unfortunately, his claws simply scratch against the minotaur's armor, and do no damage [OOC: AC 20 flat-footed, 21 normally. Foe 2 is otherwise equipped like Foe 3]. In return, the minotaur takes a five-foot step back out of Zeoll's reach and throws a huge bag at the liontaur bard. The bag comes apart on impact, and sticky strands of goo fly out all over the wemic. [OOC: Zeoll, you suffer a -2 penalty to attack rolls and a -4 penalty to effective Dex; make a make a Concentration check (DC 15) each round to keep singing. Make a reflex save vs DC 15 -- if you make it you can move at half speed; if you fail you are stuck and cannot move. If you are stuck, you can make a Str check to break free or attack the goo with slashing weapons -- after that you can move at half speed, but still have the attack, Dex, and Concentration penalties.] The minotaur draws a heavy flail after throwing the bag.
The Prisoner calls out to Foe 1 by name, calling him Tars. Kenisha follows with a demand to stand down. Responding to these, Tars walks north and yells at the prisoner to get back in her cell, NOW! He laughs at Kenisha: "Ha ha! Stand down?!? You stand down now before we rip your heads off!" Tars is armed with a glowing greatsword, half-plate, and heart-shaped shield. [AC 20]
Kalon, Flat-top, and Kale all move into the room. Kale feels a breeze from the south tunnel -- it smells like the sea.
Leets remembers that Kale did manage to shut the secret door, but it has evidently proved no impediment to the gang of warriors Ceira saw. Leets notices ten minotaurs armed in studded leather armor, heart-shaped shields, and long swords at the far end of the tunnel the Chosen just came through. NOTE: Check out this battle-map here:
[OOC Later: Sorry, folks! I mixed up which foe was which! Foe 1 is Tars, the leader, using the glowing sword. He takes a few steps north and responds to the prisoner and Kenisha. Foe 3 is fighting Raorr. I apologise for the confusion! --Cayzle]
Raorr Tuesday December 11th, 2001 11:14:13 AM
Raorr thinks to himself, impressive i can respect his toughness. "Guess you are Tars, well Tars, I'm Raorr and you are in a lot of trouble." Raorr begins to grunt and snarl (OOC: Raging).
Raorr swings towards Tars(?) with the bloodied Greatsword and attempts to follow up with a Horn gore.
OOC: Just wondering if I'm reading it wrong but isn't Foe 1 Tars, since Foe 3 is using a Flail and wearing Breadplate? The prissoner said Tars was wearing Platemail and a greatsword. [Sorry! You're right, Raorr is fighting Foe 3, not Tars! see above. -- Cayzle]
Roll 1 Greatsword to hit AC 19,
Raorr 2 opps again d20+10=26 2d6(4+6)+7=17 d20+5=25 d20+5=18 2d6(6+6)+7=19 Tuesday December 11th, 2001 11:21:39 AM
1st Roll hits 2nd damage 17 3rd horn attack hits (critically threatens) 4th doesn't convert (barely) 5th damage 19
Total damage 36
Raorr is at -2 AC due to Chargeand has 6 extra hit points
Flat-top d20+7=19 d20+5=9 d20+5=6 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 Tuesday December 11th, 2001 3:43:37 PM
(OOC:the hit with the Morning Star is critical and does Double damage. The Hooves missed)
Flat-top Goes after #3 to help Raorr, Will swing at the that taur Hit him with some damages, also Flat-top will rear to push back that same #3 taur with his hooves. "Kanisha get the magic users in back of the fighters for protection. That goes for that heifer and her dog." Flat-top will fight for a path to get the wizards and cleric south (if posable).
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=12 d20=7 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 2:03:49 AM
Kalon seeing the minotaur approaching minotaur stands resolute against him.
"We are the Chosen of Domi and he lives on within each of us. Let us take this prisoner and we will leave you weak and pathetic curs to worship your new god. Force us to and we will slay you all which I for one am already inclined to do. Yet our duty and task from Domi remains the same to unite all the taur races. If you are dead you cannot do that. Advance on this prisoner and I will send you to kiss the arse of your new god"
OOC: If he advances towards me or the priosner I will tumble forward passing through his adjacent hexes. Roll 12 means he gets an attack of opportunity I however still can roll to within range of him. I will attempt to strike him my stunning blow but be fighting defensively. My normal bonus to hit is +4 so fighting defensively brings me to +0 to hit but raises my AC to 19. My roll to hit is 7 so I miss widely.
The Prisoner d20+5=25 d20+5=24 2d4(1+4)+4=9 d20+6=17 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 3:26:05 AM
The Prisoner looks at Kalon's bold statement and says "Your words show great strength, young Taur. May the gods protect you and your friends."
With that said she turns her gaze to Tars "The gods have heard my prayers, Tars. They speak to me and say, release me." She grasps an amulet hanging from her neck in her left hand and points it forward, She begins to gesture with her right hand and speaks in a strong voice, which cracks as though still weak from hunger "Ilym svent protoc summus canis cestis"
Suddendly out of nowhere a Silver Colored Dog appears on the opposite side of Tars from where Kalon attacked. The Silver Dog sees Tars and attacks immediately.
Seeing another dog attacking Tars Timon looks at his friend and she nods back to him and says "Get him boy, attack". The Large dog scampers low and move to engage the large minotaur and snaps at him violently.
Notes: Spell cast Summon Monster I (Celestial Dog) a 1st level divine spell The cestial dog attacks and attempts to Smite Tars. I'm using basic dog stats, not sure if I'm suppose to use it or Riding Dog Stats. After that is done, Timon attacks Tars. If he hit he'll attempt to trip Tars as per Dog trained for war. Rolls summary 1st Celestial dog attack (+2 base, +2 flanking, +1 Bardic music)vs. AC 20 Hits and threatens. 2nd Conversion of Crit 3rd Damage (Base 1d4+1, +1 Bard) possibly +1 from smite (x2 crit) 4th Timon's attack(+3 base, +2 Flanking, +1 Bardic music) vs AC 20, misses.
Zeoll (entangled) d20+2=10 d20+2=10 2d6(4+6)+2=12 d8=7 d4+1=2 d4+1=5 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 5:57:18 AM
A strand of sticky alchemical goo hits Zeoll right in the mouth, and he stops singing. (Remember, Zeoll's allies still get +1 to hit and damage for this round and the next four!)
The goop covers him completely, and he is stuck fast to the floor. He uses his swords and claws to slash at it in an effort to get free. Zeoll's efforts free himself (damage rolls above), but with the goop stuck in his fur like bubble gum, this wemic is going nowhere fast!
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-2 to attack rolls and a -4 to effective Dex Concentration check (DC 15) to cast spells Half speed
Oh! That reflex save should have been an 8 instead of a 10 with my penalized Dex, but I failed either way, so no biggie!
Kenisha d4+1=2 d4+1=3 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 6:38:38 AM
Kenisha casts Magic Missile at Foe #2 for a total of 6 hp (the two rolls above +1 from Zeoll's song).
Kale d20+9=19 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 8:59:04 AM
seeing that the leader doesnt seem to notice him, Kale attempts to smash him on the back of his head with his mace(im not sure if i can do it, but im attempting a sneak attack)but misses him by just inches(i missed even with my sneak attack bonus)
Leets d20+5=14 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 9:07:25 AM
Leets strengthen his grip on his shield and says behind him:
"We are having visitors, and not nice ones! I'll try to hold them back for a while! Kenisha! We must save this cleric at all price, try to find another way out!"
The young centaur paladin points his sword at the incoming group.
" I am Leets, Paladin and Chosen of Domi. Me and my comrades in arms have received the holy task of recovering the prisoner that was between the hands of impostors. You can either take advantage of the situation by letting us accomplish our god's will and help us bring the order back in our isles, or perish under our holy blades. Now make your choice: be faithful servants of the one who is our common god, and honor him, or become his enemy and mine."
Leets waits, either for going on speaking, or being reday to fight.
OOC: rolled 14 on my diplomacy roll.
All My Loving DM Ceil d20=3 d20=2 d20=13 d20=14 d20=14 d20=20 d8=5 d8=7 d8=5 d8=1 d4=1 d4=2 d20=13 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 3:04:31 PM
Well, I bet these guards wishes the they never met you. Raorr Finishes off (dead) the snarling #3 Taur. Kanisha damages Taur #2 as he was advancing on her, but Flat-top Killed him off before he could get to her. Kale smashes the back of Taur #1 head and drop him to his knees, where the silver dog finishes that Minotaur off (Dead). Leets diplomacy works on the first five Taurs, They stops. Ciera cast Fear on the same five Taurs, it works and they try to run back up the maze. Zeoll almost freed himself.
With everything going on and the three guards are dead or pretty close to it. With Leets and Ciera confusing and putting the fear into almost half of them. Those who are afraid and trying to go back into the maze, are holding those who want to fight from coming forward. So they lose this round. Now what do you do?
Flat-top d20+9=28 d20+6=13 d20+6=15 Wednesday December 12th, 2001 3:26:34 PM
Flat-top will fight by Leets side. Flat-top yells,"Well! Come on and I'll give you Al My Love with my Morning Star." Flat-top will hit the first Minotaur that come out of that maze.
"Come on, Chosen Ones, get the prisoner's belongings and anything else and head for that tunnel in the south wall." After this sugestion Flat-top will fight untill he sees that the cleric, sorcerers and the prisoner are heading south toward the tunnel.
Kenisha Thursday December 13th, 2001 12:00:47 AM
Kenisha hurries over to the prisoner. "We must hurry, honored one. Lean on us and we will get you to freedom and safety."
Turning to the others, she says, "Some one help Zeoll get free from that stuff. We'll take the southern tunnel out. My bet is that it leads to the shore entrance. Leets, Flat-top don't tarry too long."
The Prisoner Thursday December 13th, 2001 12:33:54 AM
The prisoner smiles at Kenisha's offer. "Thank you for your offer noble Centaur" She leans onto Kenisha's tall shoulder. She looks at the silver dog and tries to think of a way to give it orders, however Celestial was not a language she learned. She looks at the silver dog and says "please help the wemic in there" She motions to Zeoll and then looks to Timon.
"You're a good boy, come on let's get out of here." She looks around and points to a second cell "My only possession is in there, a simple Falchion. If you leave it behind I will not care it is only a weapon easily replaced." She looks to the cells around and then leans away from Kenisha "I should walk on my own, I need to do this for myself."
She takes a tenative step and begins to move south, the same direction the rest of the group seems to be heading. Passing Tars she grabs his sheild and greatsword "Rest now Tars, the gods have proclaimed your death. may your next life be longer and less violent."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday December 13th, 2001 1:26:39 AM
Ceira makes a wild assumption regarding the incoming soldier's familiarity of the room. When everyone exits the room, she pulls out a bit of fleece from her pouch. With a flick of her wrist, it launches towards the base of the tunnel exit. While still in mid-air, Ceira begins her chant to cast Silent Image in the form of a wall that looks identical to the surroundings.
Once the spell is in place, she will walk backwards while maintaining her concentration on the wall. When Ceira has exceeded the visual range of 520 ft., rounds a corner, or if one of the soldiers emerge from her wall, she will take off in a mad dash to catch up with her fellow Taurs.
Kale d20+5=15 Thursday December 13th, 2001 6:00:48 AM
"Ill lead the way." Kale says as he moves in front of the group and begins scouting ahead(spot check of 15 to detect any more guards coming towards us)
Zeoll Thursday December 13th, 2001 8:53:17 AM
Zeoll helps the prisoner grab whatever looks valuable and portable, and then staggers to the southern exit (he travels about 40 feet that way).
Leets (Ceil) Thursday December 13th, 2001 10:21:05 AM
Leets notices How much trouble Zeoll is having trying to get out of that sticky stuff in that bag. *Humm! I wonder if it would work on charging mimotaurs. only one way to find out.* Leets backs to the body of the dead guard and picks up the two bags in the guards hand and belt. "Here, Flat-top (Leets give one bag to the centaur) Let's see if this will slow those Love Heads down." Leets throw one bag and waits to see if it will stop the front ones from attacking.
Raorr Thursday December 13th, 2001 12:52:41 PM
Raorr stare coldly at Leets when he says 'I wonder if it would work on charging minotaurs. Only one way to Find out.' Raorr barks quickly "Test that on me and I'll see if centaurs can trot three-legged" He turns back to the rest noting the weak minotaur and says "If you weren't chained woman why did you not flee before. You made a monster out of the air your sorcery could have freed you, why stay"
Raorr continues to move with the group
Kenisha Thursday December 13th, 2001 10:09:57 PM
"Less talk, more trot." Kenisha tells Raorr as they follow Kale down the tunnel.
Kalon the Wemic Friday December 14th, 2001 1:26:48 AM
Shaking his head he follows the group down the hall
Here Comes The Sun -- DM Cayzle d20+2=18 d20=4 d20+1=3 Friday December 14th, 2001 6:41:53 AM
Leets hits exactly (AC 18) and his target fails his save -- he's stuck! Flat-top take out another of the remaining five minotaurs, and the final three turn tail, chasing their fellows.
Zeoll and the Prisoner grab weapons and shields from the downed guards. In one cell the Prisoner also finds her belongings and a small chest, which she grabs as well. By the way, Flat-top also has a Tanglefoot Bag (bag of goo) that he hasn't used, just given to him by Leets.
The group moves through the south tunnel, and Ceira hides their retreat with her spell. She hears no sound of pursuit, although she was concentrating too hard to really hear anything (Listen check above fails even without a distance penalty).
Kale leads the group along a straight tunnel that enters natural caves. Light streams into the mouths of the caves, and you see and hear the Surf pounding nearby. Leaving the caves brings the Chosen and the Prisoner to a beach. In the distance is a fishing village, and beyond that, almost out of sight, the magic bridge to Bridge Island and Hearthold Keep gleams.
Ceil or I will make one last post this week-end, and then turn the game over to new DM Laurent on Monday, the first day of the Holiday Slowdown. I also hope by Monday to send fully updated PC sheets (with Scene 4 xp) to all (including Laurent). Thanks, everybody, for your indulgence while Ceil and I filled in. -- Cayzle
Kale Friday December 14th, 2001 7:01:26 AM
covering his eye from the sunlight, Kale says "Where to now?"
Leets Friday December 14th, 2001 9:16:53 AM
The young paladin, one of the last to exit the caves, breathes deeply the marine air and nods at Kale.
"The one we were searching for is safe and free...Now we can go back home."
Leets glances at the magic bridge, far away...
Zeoll Friday December 14th, 2001 10:38:48 AM
Zeoll picks the stiffening goo that is drying in the sun and fresh air out of his fur. "Ow!" he says as he tugs one bit of dry goo out of his mane, "this would go easierr if I just shaved my head! Wherre's my sworrd?"
Then the wemic shouts, "Hey! my sworrd!!" He hands Kalon the shields and flails he took from the defeated foes. He declares, "I'll catch up to you all on the brridge or at home!"
Then Zeoll races off towards the town in order to reclaim the greatsword he had checked at the gate.
Kenisha Friday December 14th, 2001 10:51:56 AM
Kenisha turns to the ex-prisoner. "My name is Kenisha, one of The Chosen of Domi. You are free to go where ever you chose. But I do hope that you will come with us to Hearthold. Kular, who's body was formed from aspects of all three taur races by Domi himself, lies at death's door. It is our belief that if we have healers from all three races he can be healed. We already have a centaur and a wemic healer. Will you help us?"
Kenisha waits her answerr with a nervous but hopeful look on her face.
Flat-top Friday December 14th, 2001 12:26:24 PM
Flat-top help to get Leets lose, "What did you do? Leets? Spill some on your self?" After freeing Leets, Flat-top look around and there's nothing left behind. They both go into the tunnel in the South wall, "Thank-you Ceira for waiting for us, I'll give you an apple later." Flat-top is out into the sunshine and fresh air. "I see that Kanisha is talking to the Heifer now" Turning to Raorr, "I'm Proud of you, Raorr. I to wanted to fight the Loving Brothers, we had to get that healer out of there. And we held them off until everybody else was safe. Don't worry we'll get another chance another day, I can feel it in my bones." Flat-top wanted to slap Raorr back, but though better of it. Flat-top trots over to Kale and ask, " Kale, Do you know her name yet?"
Kalo the Wemic Friday December 14th, 2001 2:54:09 PM
Kalon accepts the equipment from Zeoll as he runs off then turns toward Raorr and says,"If we are the Chosen of Domi our great good whose last words were to "Have Courage" why are we running from a bunch of lovesick minotaurs?"
Raorr looks at Flat-top Friday December 14th, 2001 3:10:58 PM
"What did I do that would be proud of? Minotaur not fall down when hit, need two hits. Kale and dog kill one much faster, than Raorr." His eyes look away "Raorr needs more practice, must be stronger, must hit harder."
His brown eyes looks at Kalon "Raorr remember really silly saying when younger. Love is more dangerous a foe than hatred, you always know what a person who hates you will do to hurt you and can protect yourself against it. But the one who loves you can always catch you offguard, and will find a way around all your defenses, and hurt you the most." Raorr shrugs "Maybe Kenisha believes in old wives tales."
Raorr seems upset that he is still being ignored by the Minotaur Healer.
Ceira Karwyn Friday December 14th, 2001 6:05:40 PM
"Ahh..." sighs Ceira as she takes in a fresh breath of air and stretches. "It's good to be out of that hole in the ground. But let's not dilly-dally too long because my illusion failed the minute I took off running. They'll probably get confused and try to check every wall they come across so that'll buy us some time."
Ceira walks up to the ex-prisoner. "Now then, a believe some delayed introductions are in order. My name is Ceira, this is Zeoll, this is..." and she introduces everyone else so the ex-prisoner will feel more at ease.
The Prisoner Saturday December 15th, 2001 2:33:29 PM
"I appreiate the rescue" says the Minotaur woman. Her tired eys look to each person as Ceira introduces everyone present.
"My name is Goresmear, Zakeria Goresmear. I'm not sure what your talking about this Kular person but it sounds like a terrible curse that he seems affilcted with." She shakes her head solmenly "What horrible being would transform a person into a such a cruel mixture of the three Taur races, it seems like a sick trick, but if he's hurt I will try to aid him."
Once she says that and notes the the faces of the group looking to say something she stops them "Oh, from your facial expression I guess that is not the problem, hmm. I do not know much about healing, I'm only a simple wanderer, I will look at him if you want."
Zakeria looks down at Timon "Oh yes, this is Timon my long time friend and confident" She puts down the collect booty from the prison and take her Falchion from the pile "This is the only possession I own, this and a few gold."
She looks painfully at Kale's scarred form "My condolences on your injuries Kale, What barbaric people did that to you? You seem to hide it well but the emotional scars must run deep."
Her glance moves to Kalon "I see confusion in your eyes as well young wemic, doubt in yourself and in your purpose here. Before you continue I think you should ask yourself what you want, denying your own feelings will lead you down a very dangerous path."
Zakeria stares at Raorr "No my slow friend, I am not ignoring you, I sense your violent thoughts and feel no kinship to them, what could I say that would be productive to a person so focus on hurting people and not enlightening them. We have the same blood but yours seems to run over with the desire to be shed, that I will never agree to helping."
She looks to Leets and notices the symbol of Domi around his neck "You carry yoursel LEets like a man with a mission, your are either a very driven priest or a holy warrior, either way my sympathies for the trouble that weighs heavily on your soul, even I felt his passing. But remeber young man there are many gods still around us and they are willing to accept Domi children if you are willing to listen."
Her face falls to Ceira and Kenisha "Your magics helped with our journey here I have always been impressed by the Arcane arts, are either of you trained in the arts or is it a trait of your heritage?"
She smiles as she looks to Flat-top "If you wanted my name Sir Flat-top, feel free to ask me directly. I don't bite, in fact I don't even have a problem with Centaurs at all. We are all children of the Gods, our violent past was caused by our inability to accept the realization that all gods should be worshipped, with no god above any other."
She looks at the group as a whole and continues her speech "I realize you probably all worship only one being, I won't hold that against you, but look at it from a different perceptive. Worshipping only one god brings a mentality that brings conflict between sides, a primary example is the Hands of Love and the Servants of Passion, both follow the same single god. even then they oppose each other. However if they instead chose to worship all the gods even having a difference of opinion about how to worship them they would realize the freedom they have to express themselves, without fear of cultists. The gods are protective of their people, and they all want to be worshipped and acknowledged. Gods, like people, dislike being ignored even a small prayer a god goes a long way, for example when one prepares to sleep for the night a small prayer to Jantierri to watch over you will result in her possibly watching over you."
She looks over the group and says "From the looks of you all I can tell you have not been sleeping well yourselves, perhaps tonight might be a good time to start."
We ( I ) Want You DM Ceil Saturday December 15th, 2001 3:38:25 PM
All the Chosen Ones and their guest Zakeria run for the bridge. They lead her to the Hearthold Keep, a beautiful sight to see. They enter and lead the Minotaur Healer to the Room of Kular. The rest of the Party assemble in the Conservatory with all those windows.
There is two chest with them. They open the first chest and it's Zakeria personal belongings. You quickly close the chest and put it aside for her. Next to the second chest are 1 glowing great sword (+1 enhancement bonus), two tanglefoot bag and two continual flame torches. But inside the chest are: Gems, coins and jewelry (worth 5,000gp - thats come to 550gp per player-), two masterwork heavy flais(with heart-shaped heads), three masterwork (heart-shape) large shields, one half-plate mail, Two Breastplates, 10 long sword and 10 mundane shields.)
Now everybody can rest for a while.
( DM Cayzle has left some experience points for all of you. And because the scene went on for 15 days in stead of the of the regular 10 days, he is giving every body 400xpoints.)
We had fun, now I return to my old job of Asst. DM. Ceil. I wonder what the next adventure will be?
Zeoll Sunday December 16th, 2001 2:06:24 PM
Assuming that there is no problem retrieving his sword, Zeoll makes his way back to Bridge Island and Hearthold Keep. He breathes deeply the sea air of his adopted home, and relaxes for what seems like the first time in weeks. He shakes his head and rubs his eyes, as if waking from deep sleep.
"For a while there," Zeoll thinks to himself, "it seemed like half the weight of the Wold was on my shoulders, as if I were helping run everything around us. But now I am free! What a relief!"
The wemic walks lightly -- almost skipping -- to the room in which Kular waits for healing.
Kale Monday December 17th, 2001 9:40:19 AM
pulling his robes closer to him as he hears Goresmear's words, Kale ignores her. once they get back to their keep, Kale takes one of the longsword's from the pile and straps it on.
Flat-top Monday December 17th, 2001 5:42:07 PM
Flat-top is suprised at what the healer said and a little hurt,"Yes Healer, I like the others did want to know your name. But had no time to ask, we were fighting for a cause."said Flat-top,"The title Sir belongs to Sir Leets the Paladin, I was a Marien Centaur before I joined Domi's Chosen."And he turns to Cetia,"Thank you Ceria for introducion. As for Kular, he is not curse or affilcted. He's a creation of Domi, to show us what we once were. And Now the job of the Chosen Ones is to reunite all taurs as one Brotherhood. That was Domi's dream. The girls will show you to your room." Flat-top turns to leaves. Females, we give up a good fight to rescue her and she doe not appreciate it.
Flat- top tells Raorr and Kale, "Come on guys, lets have some pratice. I'm itching to go back and finish the fight with The Servants of Love. Just to teach them that Love Hurts."
Kenisha Tuesday December 18th, 2001 12:36:06 AM
Kenisha makes sure that the three healers have everything they need then leaves them to their work.
Still feeling enerviated and not at all willing to just sit around waiting, she tells Kalon that she is going to go back to Minotaur isle, but to the fishing village to find her friend, Bralik.
Christmas Slowdown
First steps in a new era : DM Laurent Tuesday December 18th, 2001 7:37:40 AM
During their journey, the Chosen have time to talk with Zakeria around the evening fire, and get to know her a little bit more. They also have some time to share their loot, and the weapons taken to their foes (OOC: tell me who gets what, and update your CS, then send it to me).
The Hearthold Keep bridge is soon in sight, and the Chosen quickly understand that many were waiting for their return. It is obvious that the Keep people expect much from the Chosen's quest.
Neima, the Hearthold chatelaine has been staying by Kular's bedside as much as she could. However, she also had to reorder things, especially when people were now missing: There are empty chairs at some tables that people look with a more than sad glance...
The chatelaine welcomes the Chosen and their guest with a cold smile. She has been in charge of many things while they were outside, and she looks very tired. The fire that was in the eyes of the angry wemic chatelaine they left is now missing, and it is also obvious in her eyes that she expects much from their third "guest".
"It's good to see you back Chosens, we were all waiting for you."
She takes Zakeria's hands between hers, and smiles to her.
"I hope you can help Kular, his state didn't change but we all fear for his life."
She looks at the gathered Chosens, and adds:
"There are also rumors that reached the Heartkeep, and more than ever, I think that our people, the Taurs, need a sign of hope..."
"Come with me, it is high time to see if all this waiting was worth..."
Neima leads the Chosen and Zakeria through the Keep's doorway to Kular's room.
The Taur Steward is lying on his bed, just as if nothing changed while they were outside. He looks like sleeping, but breathing really slowly and badly.
Mylo and Minisha are also there, waiting for their young friends. Everybody, without a word, knows what he or she has to do. A mixing of hope and anguish is in the air, and everyone tries to remain silent. In the doorway, a couple of servants have been gathering, and prayers are whispered...
The three Taur healers, Minisha, Mylo and now Zakeria, put their hands on Kular chest, and their faithful magic begin to glow. A small colored whirlwind of magic begins to spin around their joined hands, and three-colored sparkles dance in the air. Slowly, almost indistinctly, the three colors become one, and the whirlwind of magic fades, as if it was disappearing in Kular's body.
During a couple of seconds, the magic lifeforce shared with the Taur stewart seem to completely disappear, and nothing happens...However, Suddenly, one notes that Kular's pale figure becomes more colored, another sees his fingers moving, and finally...
...the Hearthold Keep stewart slowly opens his eyes...
Zeoll Tuesday December 18th, 2001 8:51:11 AM
To Zeoll, the healing of Kular is an event that echoes the deepest secret longings of his soul: longings for Domi Himself. Seeing Kular the True Taur healed at last is, for the liontaur priest, a sign that life can return, that gods don't die, that Domi yet dwells, somehow, in the hearts of all Taurs.
Tears roll down Zeoll's face as Kular wakes. "Praise unto Tomi!" he murmurs in his native tongue. For what seems like a long while all he can do is stand there.
Then in the common language of all Taurs, he quietly speaks to Mylo, Minisha, and Zakeria. "And prraise unto you, oh grreat healerrs! Forr today you have healed not only a single Taurr, but also the hopes of all Taurrs who hold Domi dearr."
He draws his sword -- the one Domi Himself touched and blessed -- and he kneels. His speech becomes even more stilted and formal. "Know ye, oh Taurrs herre gatherred, that by the thrree Names of the God of Warr I swearr my Grratitude, Fealty, and Serrvice to these grreat Healerrs Thrree! Call in Imod's name, and I shall come! Ask in Domi's name, and I shall answerr! Command in Tomi's name, and I shall obey! This I swearr in Thanks for the Mirracle you Three offerred us this Holy Day!"
Zeoll rises, and bows deeply to Zakeria, Mylo, and Minisha each in turn. Speaking less formally, he adds, "I trruly hope you will stay and join us herre in Hearrthold Keep. Ourr home is yourr home, today and for all days."
[OOC: If no one objects, I'll use the two tanglefoot bags in the Storm Tourney. I assume, as in the RWI, that they won't be used up here if I use them there.]
Kale Tuesday December 18th, 2001 8:57:12 AM
Kale stands silently as he watches the healers do their work. once it is over, Kale grunts to himself and then goes to the kitchens to get someting to eat
Flat-top Tuesday December 18th, 2001 9:06:11 AM
As Flat-top stand a little ways back of the others. Hope that the New Healer will be just the right mixture of healers. He said a small prayer to all the Gods, but when he saw Kular's eyes open. Then he knew that all was going to be all right. "Yes! it was worth it." Flat-top turns and off to the Dinning Room for something to eat.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday December 18th, 2001 10:39:13 PM
'Zeoll certainly knows how to express his gratitude.' wonders Ceira as she is at a loss for words following what Zeoll just said.
Ceira walks up to Minisha, Mylo, and Zakeria and lays a hand on their shoulders. "How do you feel? Is he really okay?" she asks. "I do not mean to doubt your abilities but this seemed like an impossible dream. Tell me this isn't a dream..."
A tear begins welling up in one of her eyes but she quickly wipes it away before anyone notices.
Kenisha Wednesday December 19th, 2001 12:10:19 AM
Gently resting a hand on Kular's arm, Kenisha smiles down at him, "Welcome back."
Turning to the three healers, she thanks each one in turn, giving her aunt a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Leets Wednesday December 19th, 2001 2:52:41 AM
Anyone who cares can see a veil of sadness darkening the young centaur paladin's eyes while he watches the scene. He slightly smiles when Kular wakes up, but quickly turns his glance away, looking through the window...
And now? DM Laurent Wednesday December 19th, 2001 4:57:26 AM
Although the awakening of Kular resounds as a joyful event through the walls of the Hearthold keep, the weight of Domi's death, and its consequences, is still here. Kale and Flat-Top, on their own, discover that the kitchen has been deserted, but will easily find some food. However they will also note that both the larder and the cellar are not as full as they used to be.
As for the others, it quickly appears that Kular is still very weak: he just cannot talk, and looks like he doesn't really understand what happens around him. The Chosens are asked to wait outside: Mylo and Minisha, after spending a couple of hours with the Heartkeep steward, leave his room. They have a grave expression on their face, and look at each other. Mylo, the old wemic, clears his throat while Minisha puts her hand on her niece's shoulder. The wemic hermit finally talks. His voice sounds a little bit confused, and sad:
"We have done all that could be done forrr his body, but yourrr frrriend will have to end his jourrrney alone to find his path...We cannot heal the wounds of his soul: only time, and perrrhaps your frrriendship, will now help him. It has been a harrrsh strrrugle between him and death, and even if he looks like being back among us, therrre is something that will always be missing deep inside him now..."
Mylo turns his glance away, somehow disappointed, but Minisha goes on:
"For the moment, Kular needs to take a lot of rest, and to think of the reason why he's still here now that Domi is gone. Only when he will have the answers will he begin to be cured, but not before..."
Mylo, breathing deeply, talks again:
"Yourrrselves, Chosens, should take some time on yourrr own to clearrr yourrr minds. Therrre will be much forrr you to do soon, for the Islands will neverrr be the same, and the Taurrrs will need you. You'll all have to know why you follow the path that is yourrrs, and find the dirrrection to see the light that will now lead you. You have been doing much good Chosens, but as I told you, you'll have a heavy weight to bearrr for what you arrre, and you shall take the time needed to prrreparrre to this..."
Kale Wednesday December 19th, 2001 7:42:52 AM
"I hope someone will stock this place soon.I dont want to eat peanut butter and jelly sandwitches for the next month." Kale says as he fixes himself a sandwitch
Flat-top Wednesday December 19th, 2001 10:13:25 AM
"Yes! I see we are pretty low on supplies" said Flat-top as he made himself a salad. "Kalon was doing the shoping for the whole keep. Now it looks like we'll have to do it. And recruit some help." MUNCH! MUNCH! on his salad.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday December 19th, 2001 10:30:48 AM
"Thank you again for all of your help." Ceira says to Mylo and Minisha. "You seem weary, so please rest. I surely hope you will enjoy what meager facilities we can provide for you."
Turning to the rest of the Taurs, "I will take this opportunity to check on my family at home. After the fall of Domi, this world plunged into Chaos and I must check to see if my family is doing well. What will the rest of you be doing?"
Zeoll Wednesday December 19th, 2001 5:53:52 PM
Zeoll spends a long time in vigil in the Heart Chamber, praying to Domi for Kular's recovery.
By the way, remember that the maps to Hearthold Keep can be found here:
Kenisha Thursday December 20th, 2001 12:17:30 AM
Kenisha turns to Ceira and says, "I intend to return to Minotaur Isle. Bralik still weighs on my mine." She grins then and adds, "Who knows? I might return with enough fish to feed an army."
Kale Thursday December 20th, 2001 9:45:31 AM
Kale continues to eat his sandwitch. "Ive never shopped for food before, though ive stolen it. If we have some down time, I want to go make some extra money." he says to Flat-Top
Leets Thursday December 20th, 2001 10:51:32 AM
Leets particularly listens to Ceira and Kenisha, and finally says:
"My brother also lives on Centaur Island. He was the Stallion of the Talric tribe when I left him, and I'm really worried about his fate. I think that I will go home and see what happened to my tribe..."
All by yourselves - DM Laurent Thursday December 20th, 2001 11:04:54 AM
Zeoll spends a lot of time in the Heart chamber. Alone. It appears that only a few people now come here, because Domi's dead heart still be too a difficult thing to see for much. The stone heart is now cold as ice, no more living than another piece of rock. In a way, Zeoll understands why people were waiting so much from Kular's healing, and why they looked disapointed...
Ceira, Kenisha and Leets prepare their bags, and even if the food & drink supplies are low, they are offered all they could need during their journey. Before crossing the bridge that will lead them away - and alone, they turn their eyes to the Heartkeep: they came here by their own, and never had to leave it alone before today...
Flat-Top and Kale finally manage to satisfy their stomachs. Later they get a closer look at the loot they brought back from the last battle, and realize that they could probably get a good price for the masterwork weapons. Then another idea cross their minds almost at the same time: maybe there is more at the Love Cult Maze...
Flat-top Thursday December 20th, 2001 2:57:17 PM
"Wow! Look at these weapons," said Flat-top to Kale. "these great sword, flays, shield and these armor are of the top quality." Flat-top (with weapons in hand) turns to Kale. "I wonder if there's any more treasure in those maze? I know Raorr didn't like it when we rescued the healer and not finish the fight. Maybe he would like to go into the maze with US?? How about it want to go and take a good look in that maze??. Hmmm?" Flat-top gives that applesauce grin to Kale."
Ceira Karwyn d20+4=17 d20+1=4 Thursday December 20th, 2001 11:18:59 PM
Ceira casually trots her way back home using the main road. Since her home lies out in a rural area she has little to fear from major uprisings. However, if she notices other Wemics in the area, she will still be on guard against the possibility of more insane wemics.
Ceira is humming some of the familiar tunes that Zeoll introduced to her through their adventures. This makes it difficult to hear anything other than her own voice.
(Spot=17, Listen=4)
Kenisha Friday December 21st, 2001 12:15:22 AM
Kenisha makes her way back over the bridge, but once on Minotaur Island, she turns away from the city and heads along the shore towards the fishing village.
On the say, her mind is weighed heavily by all that has befallen the Chosen. Searching for a way to make thinks better. Alas her sorrow clouds her mind and she arrives at the village without coming up with any solutions.
Raorr agrees Friday December 21st, 2001 2:45:48 AM
"Sure, why not got nothing better to do and some one's gonna need to keep you two alive." Raorr says to Flat-Top and Kale.
He turns his head to the new healer and mumbles "Another soft minotaur, it a shame. What a waste, pacisicism a disease with no cure"
He looks at the pile of swords in Flat-Tops hands, "Here" Raorr removes his greatsword from his side and holds it out to Flat-Top "I'll take the leader's sword and replace it with my own"
Either way Raorr heads out with the Centaur marine and the Minotaur Rogue heading back to Fort Love.
"So up for a little competition guys?"
Zakeria Friday December 21st, 2001 3:45:42 AM
Zakeria looks sullen at the chosen's responses to her veiws. So sad in her misconceptions that she avoids the chosen for much of her time. She occasionally wanders into Kular's room and speaks to him, mostly about religon and her veiws. She recalls to him her vision of the keep.
Her healing obviously inadequate saddens her even more. She decides to stay in the keep to give religious support to those who remain at the keep, including servants and chosen alike.
Leets Friday December 21st, 2001 6:31:14 AM
With Ceira heading for Wemic Island and Kenisha going back to Minotaur Island, Leets finds himself alone to go back on Centaur Island.
On his way, his thoughts are turned to Domi's memory, and the times that are about to come. He thinks of his own words, first spelled to bring peace among fighting Taurs, but now resounding as the truth he was now looking for.
"As the Taur gather what is the best among the other races, also was Domi gathering what was the best among the seven Gods and Goddesses"
...Domi as the exalted leader: Alemi...
...Domi as the dead's slayer: Gargul...
...Domi defender of the loved ones: Caeroldra...
...Domi as the unleashed warrior: the Sisters...
...Domi as the daring hero: Wardd...
...Domi as the one gathering all: Kerrakles...
As he was troting away from the Hearthold Keep, Leets was feeling like leaving more than he thought behind him...He new that when he would come back, things would have changed...
Deeds to be done - DM Laurent Friday December 21st, 2001 7:23:59 AM
AT THE KEEP
Zakeria and Zeoll feel strange staying at the Hearthold Keep without their friends. However, there are so many things to do...The deads and the missing ones have been mourned for weeks, but now is time to deal with the consequences. The two cooks are missing, but there is still people to feed, and a kitchen to keep. None never saw again the Housekeeper who disappeared, and the Keep carpenter is also missing: yet, there is so much to repair...Ixion the mason does as well as he can, but since his colt's death, he is no more as good as he was. His mate, Neola the smith, just cannot work anymore, unable to use this anvil that crushed Theophilia, or anything that looks alike. The three shameful clerics that remain wander the Keep, trying to find a way to atone for their crime. One became half mad, and the two others plan to leave soon. The wise Palamedes is still lying on his bed, slowly recovering from serious wounds that will leave deep scars. During this time, each one tries to comfort the children, among which some still don't understand what happened. Finally, the Keep cruelly lacks of soldiers. Captain Borus and sergeant Tarf left a wide empty place, and only a handful of soldiers survived the events following Domi's fall. Those now try to reorganize the Heart Guard, but there aren't wanting to defend a dead heart... However, in the meantime, some Taurs arrived and settled near the Heartkeep. Most of the time, those are curious people who want to know more about Domi's death, but there are also some Taurs who thought they would find hope here, and decided to stay, having no other place where to go... As for Kular, the Heartkeep steward sleeps most of the time. He rarely drinks, and rarely eats. He does as if he was listening to Zakeria, but he remains quiet, and she wonders if he really hear her words...
MINOTAUR ISLAND: a small harbor village.
Kenisha wisely avoid the city, and the Love Cultists too. As she is troting in the direction of the fishing village, she can see smoke curls away. When she arrives, the village is half burned: there are Minotaurs carying wooden frameworks, some others are digging large holes, and by their sides are minotaur-large shrouds. Away can be heard a young calf crying. Somewhere else, an old female minotaur wanders the smoking ruins, calling for something... A little bit further, a handful of minotaurs, almost only young males, are building some kind of shelter with the remains of the burned buildings... No one seems to notice the centaur as she walks the streets of the ruined village, everyone looks tired and Kenisha feels like nothing will surprise them anymore today...
MINOTAUR ISLAND: At the city gates.
Kale, Flat-Top and Raorr soon arrive in sight of the newly renamed "Fort Love". From what they can see, the people who are guarding the gates are not Servants of Passion...Soon, a patrol of five armored minotaurs wearing heart-shaped weapons join the guards. They are coming from outside Fort Love, and one of them don't look happy at all. Snatches of his voice can be heard from the three Chosens location, and it sounds like they didn't find the Taurs they were searching for. The five Minotaurs enter the city, and only the two guards remain...
WEMIC ISLAND: a quiet road.
Ceira is only a couple of minutes away from her home when she hear somebody shouting, and sees three little wemics jumping out of a bush, looking at her as if they just did something forbidden, and running away in the direction of the village, half frightened and half surprised.
Ceira Karwyn Friday December 21st, 2001 10:21:47 AM
Before dashing off to investigate the bushes, Ceira focuses intently on the three little wemics. Particular styles of their manes, choice of clothing, and any peculiar trinkets should be a good indicator should she decide to pursue them later.
Judging by the children's expressions, Ceira is confident that there is no danger in the immediate vicinity and will quickly run into the bushes to discover the source of the shouting.
Zeoll Finds His Purpose (HeartHold Keep) Friday December 21st, 2001 2:27:31 PM
Zeoll spends two days in prayer and meditation, without food, water, or sleep. He moves events and emotions around and around in his head. Sometimes he sings or composes poetry; other times he is motionless and still.
After a long while, Zeoll imagines that Domi Himself has come into the chamber, in the form he took once before when he met the Chosen -- the true taur shape that Kular wears. Prostrate on the floor before the Stone Heart, Zeoll speaks with his imaginary Domi and listens to His answers to the liontaur's questions.
Zeoll: Oh Domi, did you really have to die?
Domi: Did I HAVE to die? Come on, you sound like a nursing cub. "Do I have to eat these brussel sprouts?" "Does Esoay really have to go home now?" "Do I have to go to sleep?" Why is a priest of mine such a whiner? Does it matter if I HAD to die? I'm dead -- that's enough!
Zeoll: But your spirit really lives on in all the other gods, right?
Domi: By Jericho's jawbone! Now I see what kind of priesthood I had! Half become crazed mass murderers, half become pathetic whiners! Look, I'm dead! That's all! People die, gods die. Get over it!
Zeoll: But who should I worship now?
Domi: Hey, pick a god -- any true god of the Wold is fine. Worship them all, if you like! That's not the point. I told you to have courage. Well, be brave, stand up for yourself, and make your way in the Wold! I see now that you all are too dependent on us gods. Yes, honor the gods, but don't expect them to tell you when to wipe your nose and take out the trash.
Zeoll: But what do we do now? We're demoralized and aimless without you!
Domi: THAT'S what I'm getting at! You see the trash is sitting there -- take it out already! The jobs of the Wold are obvious if you open your eyes. Take charge and have the courage to do what needs doing!
Zeoll: Huh?
Domi: Let me spell it out, oh witless one. I Chose you, right? Why?
Zeoll: Um, heal the Heart. Unite the Taurs.
Domi: Right! So are the Taurs united? Are they ready for what's coming?
Zeoll: What's coming, great Domi?
Domi: Zeoll, you're not a seer yet, so don't jump the gun. Forget the details. Look, it doesn't take a seer or a god to see that the Wold is going to hell in a handbasket. And that's the express handbasket, not the local.
Domi pauses, and rubs his head.
Domi: I Chose you. I brought you all together. I gave you Bridge Island and Hearthold Keep. Was that for fun? So you could have a nice place to keep your stuff? Because I liked the view?What did I Choose you for?
Zeoll: Unite the Taurs ...
Domi: And what's coming?
Zeoll: Hell in a handbasket?
Domi: And are you ready for it? NO! Well why not? You're not stupid. Get to work! Unite the Taurs! Prepare for what's coming! Stop moping around -- and tell everyone else to stop moping around too!
Domi starts to fade in Zeoll's waking dream.
Domi: I told you to Have Courage! That means Be Strong! Act Fast! Be Powerful! Be Smart! Be Positive! And help my people! Have Courage!
And the image fades away.
Zeoll sways and blinks. He knows that Domi wasn't really here, but the words his mind put into the dead god's mouth resonate and resound in him. No matter who says them, these are the facts:
o The Chosen were Chosen for a purpose. o They were given HeartHold Keep to help that purpose. o That purpose is to unite the Taurs. o Even if Domi is dead, the purpose is still there!
Zeoll thinks to himself, it boils down to this: "More Troubles are coming, and the Taurs must be united to face them!"
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Zeoll goes and gets some food and sleep. Then he rises refreshed and with a new sense of mission. Over the next few days he involves himself in a number of important activities.
SEEK OUT HEALERS
Zeoll seeks out Minisha, Mylo, and Zakeria. They can see that people are not healing as they should be -- not mentally. Zeoll suggests that they need a Purpose -- a will to live. Zeoll tells the healers about his new Purpose in life: To use the Chosen and the Keep to unite all Taurs and prepare them for the Troubles ahead. He tries to intill in them his sense of Purpose. He hopes that they will be convinced and adopt this Purpose as their own.
Zeoll is especially interested in talking with Mylo and Zakeria about worshipping all the Wold's gods. "It is time forr me to move on," the liontaur priest says, "and I will need all my powerrs in the days ahead. How can I too worrship all gods as you do?"
SEEK OUT KULAR
Zeoll is convinced that a Purpose would reinvigorate Kular. He seeks him out and talks with him often. Zeoll tells Kular how the Hearthold Keep staff are suffering. He tells Kular that the staff really need him to organize and help get things done. In this way Zeoll hopes to get Kular moving out of his daze. At the very least, he sets Kular to work as much as he can -- even simple, homely chores like shelling peas, to get him working. Zeoll uses his Inspire Courage ability once a day in Kular's hearing.
SEEK OUT THE STAFF
Zeoll spends time with each and every staff member. He learns all their names and stories. He sings often, both familiar hymns and new songs he invents. he often tells the story of how he was Chosen, and how Domi wanted to unite the Taur race again. He spends a lot of time with children. He uses his Inspire Courage a second time each day when a staff member seems especially down. He tries to begin to convince the staff that they have a mission, a Purpose! They are doing the work Domi wanted them to do, and they are helping bring Taurs together.
SEEK OUT THE FORMER PRIESTS OF DOMI
Zeoll looks for the three shamed priests of Domi. He tries to convince them that they can atone by staying at the Keep and helping in its defense. The guard has been decimated, and the Keep really needs them. Moreover, there is Domi's great work to be done: "We must unite the Taurrs and prreparre forr the trroubles ahead," he tells them. Zeoll introduces them to Zakeris and Mylo in the hope that they all can adopt their philosophy and become practicing clerics again. Zeoll asks the healers to try to cure the mad priest, or at least help him.
SEEK OUT THE NEWCOMERS
Zeoll greets any new settlers or visitors. "You found the sacrred brridges that Domi made, which only those who believe in Tuarr unity can walk. I know you came herre for a rreason, and that rreason is to worrk harrd to brring Domi's drream to life. He wanted us to unite all Taurrs, and that's what we'rre doing herre! Please join us, at the Keep or in new homes nearrby. We want you all -- all Taurs are welcome."
TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS
Finally, Zeoll tries to tally up the recently gained treasure from the adventure on Minotaur Island. He decides he needs to learn to read. So he seeks out Palamedes and other literate folk to teach him.
[OOC: Zeoll goes up a leve of Bard. I'll send a PC sheet right away! meantime, Zeoll's Diplomacy roll is +8.]
Flat-top Friday December 21st, 2001 6:22:39 PM
The trio are press up against the wall and in the shadows."Shhh! I cannot hear what those Lover Boys are saying." As he look again he see the head boss say something like not finding... Taurs... got away..." Then he saw the five minotaurs go into the Fort, but two came out to guard the gate. "Well! Well! my friends, I think we have our first chance for some fun? How about it? Game?" said Flat-top with that same grin on his face.
Kenisha d20+2=22 Saturday December 22nd, 2001 12:22:07 AM
Kenisha's heart goes out to these people. "So much suffering in the Wold." she says softly as she watches the young men in their work.
Then she hears again the cry of a child. Following her ears, she seeks out this child, wanting to make sure it has someone looking after it. "The children are our future."
Listen Roll= 22
Raorr nods d20+9=20 2d6(3+4)+5=12 2d6(6+5)+5=16 d20+7=18 2d6(1+6)+5=12 Saturday December 22nd, 2001 12:55:09 AM
Raorr looks to Flat-top and then Kale "On three we rush the two at the gate, don't let them scream out"
Raorr with his shield ready and glowing greatsword (ooc: haven't heard any objections)in hand counts "3...2...1..go"
Turns around the corner and Charges the first Hand of Love he sees, the greatsword swinging with all his strength.
Roll 1: To hit with +1 Greatsword hits AC 20 Roll 2: Base Damage with +1 Greatsword for 12 Roll 3: Charge Damage with +1 Greatsword 16 for total of 28 Roll 4: (if needed): To hit with attack of opportunity hits AC 18 Roll 5: (if needed): Damage for AoO for 12
So much to do - DM Laurent Sunday December 23rd, 2001 4:14:17 AM
AT FORT LOVE GATES
The two minotaurs are wearing hide armors as well as great axes (which blades are shaped like hearts of course) and flowers. This doesn't save the first one from Raor's mighty attack, and the guard is cushed against the wall, and falls unconscious. The second unexpecting guard doesn't understand quickly enough what's happening, and is silenced in the shadow by the threatening Kale and Flat-Top, who keep the guard's mouth closed. From what the three Taurs can see, there are two, maybe three, guards on the fort's walls, and there are sounds of people walking with armors beyond the closed doors, as well as the sound of songs a little bit further.
A SMALL VILLAGE ON WEMIC ISLAND
Ceira notices a couple of details in the young wemics dressing, and still follow the same road. She finally arrives at the village: one of the children she saw a couple of minutes before is running after a group of chickens near a house. He stops playing as he see her, and runs away...
"Hey! It's Ceira!"
"Ceira is back!"
One, and then two, and then more people, suddenly gather around Ceira. She is welcomed, but a lot of questions are asked at the same time.
"What did you do?" "Why are you back?" "Is it true what hapened?" "What does the Heartkeep looks like?" "Is it true that you've seen minotaurs? And centaurs?" "Where did you go?" "What is this?" "What is that?"
A small crowd now surrounds the wemic sorceress, and she can see relatives approaching too, wondering if it is really her or not...
A SMALL FISHING VILLAGE ON CENTAUR ISLAND
Kenisha easily finds the young calf. He is in his mother's arms. Her face is blackened by the smoke or the fire, and she has a dirty bandage on the arm...
AT THE HEARTHOLD KEEP
Zeoll begins to organize his plans. He receives his first lessons from the slowly recovering Palamedes. Neima let him know that she really appreciates his work at the keep, and manages to take some rest. The former clerics still be doubtful, but accept to stay for another couple of days, to hear what Minisha and Mylo (and Zakeria) have to say. Interviews are planned to gather some staff from the people recently arrived near the Hearthold, and soldiers also are to be recruited soon...
Kale Sunday December 23rd, 2001 1:01:20 PM
"While we're here, lets do a bit of treasure hunting." Kale says as he searches the guard for a key or anything else that might be useful
Flat-top d20+5=24 d3+3=6 d3+3=5 Sunday December 23rd, 2001 10:35:53 PM
(OOC:I hope this is count for Monday's post. Flat-top to hit 24 with fist/critical, damage 6 + 5 = 11 damage.)
Kale and Flat-top grab the guard to silenced him,But the move toward his weapon. Flat-top takes no chances and hits him hard with his fist. the guard is silened. "See! I told you we would have some fun. Alright Guys! this is where you shine on this Island. Where to next?" Said Flat-top with the same apple sauce grin.
Zeoll Goes Shopping Sunday December 23rd, 2001 11:53:47 PM
Zeoll continues to try to boost morale among everyone at the Hearthold Keep, using his songs and Inspire Courage ability.
In the past weeks, Zeoll knows, he has been kind of grouchy. But a sense of hope and rebirth has stirred in his heart, and he decides to do something special. He takes the two heart-shaped shields and makes a quick trip to Centaur Isle. This is just a quick trip, to do a little shopping, and he is back before nightfall.
He drops off the shields at a limner, with instructions to paint a thin crooked line on each shield, as if each heart had been broken abd mended. Then, passing a butcher shop, he sees a huge goose for sale. He enters and orders it sent with best wishes to Druid Hollyhocks. Then he goes shopping, buying many toys, treats to eat, clothes, tools, and more. He picks up the shields when they are done and heads back home again. He spends up to 60 gp on all these. He buys a huge red sack in which to carry everything.
Kenisha d20+2=15 d20+3=7 Monday December 24th, 2001 5:52:14 AM
OOC- I won't be able to post Monday and possible Tuesday but definitely will be back Wednesday. Happy Holidays to everyone! :)
Kenisha will offer to change the bandage on the mother's arm, speaking softly and reassuringly in Minotaur, using a section of the bottom of her tunic to do so and cleansing the wound with water from her waterskin if the female allows it. (Heal Roll=15)
Also if the mother allows her to change the bandage, she will sing a lullaby to the child while she works, laughing ruefully at her own poor skill at doing so. (Perform roll= 7)
Kenisha will seek out the old woman and find out what she can do to help her find what she is searching for.
All the while she looks for her friend, Bralik.
Kalon the Wemic Monday December 24th, 2001 11:30:57 AM
Kalon had watched the group disperse one by one within the first couple of days. Then over the next few watched as Zeoll made his efforts to improve the keep. All the while feeling incredibly restless. He is not a warrior like Raorr, Leets or Flat-top. Or a weilder of magic like Kenisha or Ceira. He was a simple wanderer and hunter.
When kenisha left he had wanted to go with her but though his heart longed for it his soul needed to be somewhere else. She would be alright on her own he told himself.
Finally after days of listlessness he packed a very small amount of food and left the island by night. Wandering the different lands with no specific goal in mind. All the while contemplating what had happened in the past weeks.
Each day his waking thoughts filled with Domi's last words to "Have Courage". Each night his dreams filled with that same message he sleeps restlessly. All around he finds people forgetting the message and feels compelled to remind them. Telling them that though Domi may well be dead his message lives on and his spirit as well in each of them. Finally after many days something becomes clear to him and he hurries back to the island with all the speed at his command.
Arriving late in the afternoon he seeks out Zeoll who has always been very zealous to help. Finding Zeoll he takes him aside.
"Listen Zeoll I have an idea" he pauses to make sure that he has the wemic's attention,"the people are in despair, scared and lost. Our mission given us by Domi still exists to unite the taurs and protect his people. I think we need to make the heart beat again. I do not fully know the magics necessary to make it do that but I think we can. Domi is dead but that does not mean that the heart can no longer beat. If that even happens only once people will begin to believe it can happen again. They will come here seeking that miracle. Once here we can put those seekers to work...work upkeeping the keep and helping any taurs that need that help. We can return hope to them. If it is Domi's will that other gods be worshipped in his place these other gods can be brought to the peoples attention as guardians of Domi's people till his return. It does not matter wether or not Domi can return or not as long as people believe he can. As long as they know that there is still work to be done in his name. You have always spoken well and you could lead the people back to this tiny hope and get them doing things to better our situation. We are in dark times I think they need that" he pauses taking a few deep breaths not realizing how beyond breath his talking had taken him. His blood is racing and he has never felt so excited,"I have an idea of when to make this happen and if Kenisha agrees I think we can do it. Hope will build on it's own if we can show them that it still exists"
Zeoll Monday December 24th, 2001 6:51:27 PM
Zeoll seems a bit rushed, but he thinks Kalon has a great idea! "Please join me and the rrest of the Keep staff tomorrrow in a little celebrration; then we can talk rright afterrward about how to make this happen. I rreally want to hearr your ideas!"
Zeoll runs off on his chores -- preparing for tomorrow, cheering people up, getting things ready.
Zeoll Claws Tuesday December 25th, 2001 9:41:26 AM
The next day Zeoll invites everyone in the Keep to join him in the Heart Chamber. He tries really hard to get everyone to attend. When all are gathered, he speaks.
"Good Taurrs, we werre brrought herre because Domi wanted us -- and all Taurrs -- to live united as one in peace and unity. Even though Domi is not prresent to urrge us on, we know what he would want us to do. So let us herre today be dedicated to the spirrit of love and giving that Domi gave to us. Let us be dedicated to unity, frriendship, and good will toward all Taurrs."
"This place -- when the Healed Hearrt rresides -- is a place wherre we dedicate ourrselves. Do not be a strrangerr to this chamberr, forr in it rrests the symbol of our grreat purrpose. Whether it is stone orr not, it rremains healed and one. In the trrials of the times ahead, we too may need to be like stone in strrength and might, but we too will be unified and one."
Zeoll urges all the Taurs present to circle the room around the Healed Heart, holding hands. Then, inspiring courage in all, he sings: Fah who forr-aze! Dah who dorr-aze! Welcome Hearrthold, Come this way!
Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Hearrthold, Herre we stay!
After the song, Zeoll disappears for just a moment and returns with a big red sack. Laughing, he says, "This sack is a symbol of Domi's Hearrt, frrom which he gave us his love." Then the liontaur begins removing small gifts from the sack and hands them around the room. Each of the children get a toy, and the adults get a candy, or a colorful bolt of cloth, or a tool or a dagger, or some other token.
To the two clerics, formerly of Domi, who are now rethinking their way, Zeoll gives each a heart-shaped masterwork shield from the Servants of Love -- but the shields have been painted with a thin crooked line down the center, so that they look like the image at the bottom of this Web page (scroll down):
Zeoll says to the clerics, "These shields symbolize the Healed Hearrt that brrought you herre. Use them as a rrememberrance of the sacrred and noble purrpose to which you once dedicated yourrselves. I give you these in the hope that you will continue to embrrace that purrpose: To unite all Taurrs as One."
To Kular, Zeoll gives a signet ring with the same Healed Heart symbol. He says, "Let this be a sign of yourr value to us and yourr stewarrdship herre, oh Honorred of Domi."
To Mylo and Minisha, Zeoll gives mugs inscribed "Wold's Greatest Healer." He says, smiling, "I saw these in a shop and couldn't resist! May you often drink each other's health with these!"
To Zakeria, Zeoll gives finely embroidered pillow. "I hope that this small gift will please you and let you know that this Keep is a place where you can rest as one of us. Be welcome among us!"
To Kalon, Zeoll gives a finely made belt, which has the same heart symbol as a buckle. "This is just a small thing, my comrade," he says, "but some day I will take it back and make of it a gift worrthy of ourr frriendship."
After distributing the gifts, Zeoll invites everyone to the a feast he has arranged for all! "And make surre you enjoy the Rroast Beast!" he laughs.
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday December 26th, 2001 10:55:05 AM
Kalon still at a loss to why people feel the constant need for parties and celebration accepts Zeoll gift.
"Thank you Zeoll I have no need for gifts that are any greater then the friendship I have found here. However I will wear your belt as a reminder of that." he extends his hand to shake Zeoll's,"I must go and find Kenisha to discuss my idea with her. Would you like to come along and on the way we can discuss things?"
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday December 26th, 2001 12:03:21 PM
(OOC: What happened in those bushes where Ceira heard a shout and the children ran away?)
Ceira notes the direction the fleeing young wemic runs off to but turns back to the growing crowd around her.
"Yes, it's really me." she laughs. "How are you all doing? It has been a while now hasn't it?" She shakes everyone's hands and gives a few others a warm hug to the more familiar relatives. "I'm a bit weary from my travels so let's find a more comfortable place to talk. I'd like to rest my paws and then we can exchange stories from this village and what has been going on in the Wold. How about I buy everyone a full round of Kugsuke's ol' famous Sweet Pear Cider? I've gathered a meager amount of coins in my adventures and I think it should be enough to go around."
Ceira squints towards the village in search of the flying banner that depicts a cobblestone road leading into a lion's gaping maw. She finds it and adds, "Looks like Kugsuke still has the 'Mane Course' up and operational. Let's get going. I'm getting hungry."
A few hours pass by and she tells everyone willing to listen about her tales of the trials and tribulations fighting side by side with other minotaurs and centaurs. Not being very architecturally inclined, Ceira tries her best to describe the wonderous features of Hearthold Keep. Noticing how a few children are in awe, she promises to take them on a field trip someday.
Much of the afternoon is spent telling stories but soon everyone departs and Ceira begins heading home.
(OOC: If the rest of the evening remains uneventful, Ceira will sleep until morning and then proceed to seek out those suspicous young wemics.)
Flat-top Wednesday December 26th, 2001 3:09:50 PM
"Did I or Did I Not tell you two it was going to be fun?" said Flat-top(with a apple sauce grin on his face. "Now where do we go now?" Flast-top look towards Kale and Raorr.
Presents for everybody - DM Laurent Thursday December 27th, 2001 2:17:53 PM
AT FORT LOVE GATES
Kale, Raorr and Flat-Top are still hidden in the shadows at the fort gates. Kale searches for something on the guards and finds the following: -A heart shaped dagger -A chicken bone with some meat remaining on it. -A dirty piece of paper with some dried bacon inside. - 3 silver pieces - 7 coper pieces - 4 playing cards in the guard's boot.
AT THE FISHING VILLAGE
Kenisha's help is welcome among the villagers. As she helps the mother, her baby and then the old minotaur woman, people begin to gather around the centaur newcomer. Kenisha quickly realize that there are mainly wounded people coming to the ruined house where she found the old woman. The old minotaur lady was in fact searching for some of her things that wouldn't have burned. While talking with the people she takes care of, she asks questions about Bralik, and several people nod and begin to talk as they hear the name.
An old minotaur who holds a wooden staff shakes it:
"We have been attacked by those Love-Thing cultists! We won't pay for their feast taxes and we won't wear their rotten flowers! If my elbow wasn't that painful, I would have gone with Bralik and the other to give them a lesson! Hey! After all it's not that painful! Bring me my battle axe, I'll show them and..."
The old minotaur begins to cough, and a younger minotaur who has a wooden leg brings him water, and goes on:
"Bralik and half a dozen of sailors have taken weapons and are heading to Fort Love. They will probably soon arrive now, it will be a good thing if we get rid of those cultists! Too bad I couldn't go with them!"
CEIRA'S VILLAGE
(OOC: Excuse me for the bushes: Ceira only found a couple of broken branches still on the trees, and also a piece of emerald green cloth probably teared off.)
Ceira is followed by a little crowd listening to her stories. She is gladly invited at Kugsuke's Inn, and peer cider flows abundantly tonight. The mood darkens suddenly when Ceira asks for the local news. People talk of a monster that appeared just after Domi's death. It took a couple of sheeps, but hopefully appeared when the cultists of the Hand of Love came to the village, asking for money and allegiance to their religion: it roared at them, and they prefered to flee. Since it happened, the villagers brought offerings at the entrance of the cave where the monster lives, and it stayed in the forest. As for the Hand of Love, they didn't come back for the moment...
AT THE HEARTKEEP
Zeoll's celebration brings much joy in the Heartkeep's walls. For the first time for weeks Kular left his bed to join the other Taurs. He barely walked, but tried to smile. The Keep steward wiped a tear from his face when Zeoll offered the ring, and took his hand warmly. The rumor of the celebration even flew beyond the Keep gates, and the day after, the people living in the camp around the Hearthold Keep imitate the celebration: Centaurs give small presents to Minotaurs, Minotaurs give presents to Wemics and Wemics give presents to Centaurs: each Taur give something to the other Taurs. It surely looks like a step forward in the gathering of the Taurs, but it also sounds like people need a sparkle of joy in their lives...
The two priests now learning Minisha's and Mylo's ways listen carefuly at Kalon's words. They nod and smile at the idea of making the heart beat again. They speak of the reunited heart all the night long, and begin to search at the library early in the morning...
Flat-top Thursday December 27th, 2001 6:05:44 PM
Flat-top looks over Kale shoulder, "Hmmm! don't carry much,But he likes to play cards. He don't like to lose though." Flat-top turn to Raorr, "you peek into the fort, to see what's going on." Flat-top continues,"if I poke my head aroun the corner, they'll know I a Centaur, But since you a Minotaur the won't even pay any attention to you." Flat-top smiles at Raorr.
Ceira Karwyn Thursday December 27th, 2001 8:14:30 PM
"Hmm... more trouble from the Hand of Love." Ceira mutters to herself. 'This monster might not be what it's cracked up to be either.' she wonders to herself. She asks one of the villagers, "So were these members of the Hands of Love all wemics or did they consist of centaurs and minotaurs as well? And how many of them were there? Did you see anyone with a lot of pouches and other funny looking trinkets hanging off of belts and straps? Sort of wizard-like?"
Kenisha Thursday December 27th, 2001 11:23:46 PM
Kenisha nodded as the old minotaur spoke. "I too have had a run in with the cultists. Some of them seemed pushy, but did not attack. But the Hand of Love was another matter all together. They kept a healer prisoner for their own selfish purposes."
She smiled at him warmly as he spoke of joining the younger sailors fight the cultists. She tilted her head towards him, her five white braids reached towards him like a hand. "I think you have a harder task at hand, my friend. Some say it is the hardest task there is."
She winked before continuing. "You sound like a good man to teach to next generation how to fight and how to guard their people from injustice and harm. If you choose this herculean task, I would only ask that you consider accepting students of all the taur races. Our greatest strength comes from working together."
"As to the problem of the cultists, I don't know how many there are of them. If they are too numerous to be stopped now, it may be best to plan a strategic retreat until we are strong enough to put an end to their tyrrany."
"I can not tell you what to do. That is for your own hearts to decide. But there is an open invitation to any and all who are willing to live in peace with their fellow taurs on Heartshold Isle. You are more than welcome there."
Standing up, she brushed off her tunic. "I think I had best see for myself what is happening up at the Fort. If things are going badly for our sailor friends I promise to race back and give you warning. But if all goes well, your young men and I will be back before long with stories to tell. Knowing Bralik, it will be the tales to tell and not tails between legs."
She grinned at her own joke and with a parting wave of her hand, Kenisha took off towards the Fort; hoping to met her friend before he entered but not expecting to have that much luck.
Zeoll Friday December 28th, 2001 1:55:36 AM
Zeoll takes the first chance he gets after the festivities to talk to Kalon.
"I have tried to boost our peoples' spirits and build their devotion to unity among all taurs," the priest-bard says to his fellow liontaur in their mother tongue. "But I agree that if we could get Tomi's heart to live again, it would be a much greater boost than anything I could say!"
"But how? We could try to obtain magics like Stone to Flesh and Raise Dead spells. But that might not even work! We could research and quest -- maybe some divine friend of Tomi's like Alemi, the chief of gods, would help. I would love to hear your idea."
"But I will stay here while you go seek out Kenisha. One of us should be here in case others return. And I wouldn't want to intrude." Zeoll says the last sentence with a friendly smile.
In the days following, Zeoll does his best to inspire others around the Keep. He visits the new colonists and preaches and sings to them. He listens carefully to Milo's lessons. He is glad to see the two priests are staying, and he tries to find out more about them. He practices readng with them as they search the library. (OOC: Library? we have a library? hee hee. Let me know where it is and I'll add it to the maps.)
Zeoll also tries to draw Zakeria into conversation, since she has been so quiet lately.
Kale Friday December 28th, 2001 9:36:47 AM
"Put on his uniform Raorr." Kale tells the minotaur. "Then you can move about freely."
Zakeria Goresmear Friday December 28th, 2001 1:09:33 PM
Zakeria stops reading the book she found in the library, when Zeoll approaches her.
"Yes Zeoll how can I help you?" her voice seems shallow still and she's obviously seems uncomfortable.
By her feet lays Timon sleeping quietly, she gently leans over and pets the dog and looks back to Zeoll. "Your doing a good job here, I can see your friends are very focused on returning the your god back to his place." she closes the book she was reading and continues to speak softly "Tell me Zeoll, why do you want Tomi to return. I've heard you are one of his preists, so try not to say it's your duty. Tell me your personal reasons and why you only worship Tomi?"
Slowly gathering - DM Laurent Friday December 28th, 2001 3:21:30 PM
AT THE HEARTKEEP
(OOC: I always thought there was a library at the heartkeep...Where does Palamedes works usually? There must be a library where he teaches the children, no?)
Zeoll, Kalon and Zakeria spend much time talking and studying. Ferazan and Taeken, the centaur and wemic priests who finally decided to stay, thought and talked a lot about Domi's heart too. They wonder what they should do: if Domi's heart can beat again, then the god will be back, and then they must still worship him. But if they begin to worship other gods, like Minisha and Mylo teach them, what will think Domi when he is back?
AT FORT LOVE
As Kale and Flat-Top are trying to explain their plan to Raorr, other things happen near them (Listen check VS 20).
AT CEIRA'S VILLAGE
"Yes we saw them too!"
Answers a voice among the crowd when Ceira talks of pouches and trinkets. Another voice, a woman this time, goes on:
"They had ribbons, and tiny bells! Yes young Ceira! And they claimed to be servants of love, or something like this! All minotaurs!"
"And they wanted our young and brave wemics to give up their tools and hunting weapons to follow them and take flowers instead!"
"And the others with the heart-shaped shield came one week after! Hoperfully this kind of giant caterpillar came from the forest, and they didn't ask it to wear a flower crown!"
AT THE FISHING VILLAGE
"Well spoken young centaur!"
Answers the old minotaur.
"But a couple of axe slashes here and there among those cultists heads wouldn't arm either!"
He coughs once again, but refuses the water this time.
"We won't go to your Keep, centaur, although your offer is welcome. Here we lived, here we fish, here we'll stay, love cultists or not! And once we have rebuilt our homes, if those heart-heads show up once again, they'll taste my old horns!"
"Until this, you should run if you want to find Bralik and the others. Those young bulls really wanted to kick those cultists away from the island when they left!"
Flat-top d20+3=23 Friday December 28th, 2001 6:04:15 PM
"Fits you well, Raorr, Now all you have to do is enter the gate and see what going on." Flat-top has this uneasy feelings, "Shush! I thing I hear something? Can you two hear it too?" Flat-top starts to look around.
Kenisha Saturday December 29th, 2001 12:04:50 AM
Kenisha takes off as fast as she can race, heading to the Fort. She expected to find trouble, but she felt that she had to get there as fast as she could. Trouble was brewing.
Zeoll Saturday December 29th, 2001 9:15:47 AM
Zeoll finds Zakeria in the last place he looks -- the library. "I didn't even know this place existed until I starrted to learrn to rread," he remarks. "But I am glad to have found you. I hope I am not disturrbing you."
The first thing Zeoll does is make sure the minotaur got her gift -- an embroidered pillow. If not, he gives it to her now, saying, "As a symbol that I hope this is a place you can rrest yourr head."
"You're doing a good job here; I can see your friends are very focused on returning your god back to his place." she closes the book she was reading and continues to speak softly "Tell me Zeoll, why do you want Tomi to return. I've heard you are one of his priests, so try not to say it's your duty. Tell me your personal reasons and why you only worship Tomi?"
Zeoll gracefully plops down next to her. "Well, I've been thinking about these same questions myself," he replies. "But I wouldn't say that we arre trrying to rreturrn Tomi to his place. See, Tomi is dead! We merre morrtals -- and not verry powerrful morrtals, to be frrank -- have no powerr orr ability to brring him back! It would be silly to trry!"
"I wish Tomi werre not dead, of courrse. The Wold needs a god of brraverry, hunting, and warr. Especially one who has the desirre to see all Taurrs united as one people."
"We arre wonderring if we can rrestorre Tomi's Hearrt, which rrests herre in this place, frrom cold stone to beating life again. But the Hearrt is not Tomi. It is a symbol of Taurr unity, and its rrestorration would be a sign of hope. We want to do this in orrderr to lift the spirrit of all Taurrs and inspirre them to join ourr cause. But we can't worrship the Hearrt!"
"In fact, I'm not a prriest of Tomi any morre -- you can't be the prriest of a dead god! That's why I am interrested in this philosophy of yourrs. It seems unfaithful to Tomi's memorry to switch to a new god -- and if Tomi can die, so can any otherr god! But honorring all of them seems a good alterrnative. So I hope you and Mylo can teach me morre about what you believe."
"And if Tomi rreturrns, honorring all gods means honorring him as well, rright? If he is angrry, he can tell us so. He was neverr rreluctant to tell us his will in the past!"
[OOC: Yes, it makes sense that the Keep should have a library! I just overlooked it somehow when I drew up the plans, is all. I'll add one when I have a free bit of time.]
Ceira Karwyn Monday December 31st, 2001 10:42:15 AM
"Thank you for all of your help everyone." says Ceira. "I think I will visit this giant caterpillar and uhh... thank it personally."
Ceira packs a day's worth of her mother's ever popular Ekena's Dried Venison Jerky and sets off towards the forest in search of this giant beast. Ceira takes a small nibble from one of the strips of venison jerky; careful to savor every single bite.
Meetings - DM Laurent Tuesday January 1st, 2002 7:44:40 AM
AT FORT LOVE (at night)
While Kale, Flat-Top and Raorr remain hidden in the shadow of the gate, Flat-Top's attention focuses on a noise coming from behind a small rock wall, on the way they took to come here themselves. The noise sounded like "Sssshhh", and there is also some metallic noise, and people whispering.
AT THE HEARTHOLD KEEP
Ferazan and Taeken also listen to Zeoll's speech, and nod. However, they still seem quite worried and Ferazan asks:
"I see what you mean my wemic brrother, however, I was wondering if making Domi's heart beat again wouldn't make the Taurs think Domi lives again...However, in those troubled times, it could probably bring more good than a new threat: I now try to have a long-term sight of the events, and I wonder if Domi's death couldn't have dramatic consequences concerning the Taurs unity..."
AT FORT LOVE (from Kenisha's point of view-night too)
Kenisha trots as quickly as she can, trying not to be exhausted when she arrives near Fort Love. She then approaches more prudently, from trees to trees, from rocks to rocks. Suddenly, as she prepares to find one last shadowy place where to hide, she notices half a dozen of minotaurs a hundred of yards ahead, hiding behind a small rock wall. They seem to have harpoons, nets and hooked-lances.
IN THE FOREST
Ceira walks through the forest in the direction of the caves described by the villagers, tasting the sweet salted pieces of meat she longed for. Suddenly, as she arrives in sight of the rocky hill, she notices something, perhaps too late...
(OOC: spot check and reflex save VS 18)
Flat-top Tuesday January 1st, 2002 8:14:40 AM
"Think I hear something or someone!" Flat-top points toward a bunch of rock and trees. "I smell trouble! I thought I heard some taurs whispering and metallic noise. We better be ready for anything and I don't like being this close to this gate. Might draw attention from the inside." Flat-top look toward his buddies and ask "Well, What do you Minotaurs want to do now? Fight in front of the gates? or Surprise who ever behind the rocks and bushes?"
Ceira Karwyn d20+4=14 Tuesday January 1st, 2002 10:45:00 AM
Ceira continues walking through the forest seemingly distracted. Her thoughts are flooded with childhood memories of playing Hide-and-Seek with her brother Tumuke and the older and bigger centaur, Kogemor, who loved to bully them.
Kenisha d20+2=13 d20+2=18 Tuesday January 1st, 2002 11:59:42 PM
Kenisha, having spotted the nets and harpoons, hoped that this was the fighertaurs and her friend, Bralik. But being a sensible centaur she did her best to sneak up close enough for her to hear wha they were saying and perhaps recognize Bralik. (Move Silently roll is 13)
>>for brevity sake, I'm including two option of what she'll do next based on what she finds<<
(this is what she'll do next if it is the fishertaurs)
She stepped out with her hands spread out and her hands empty.
"Hail and well met, good taurs. Bralik? Are you here? For have have it from an elder of your village that you have come this way to gie the cultists a lesson."
(this is what she'll do if she can't tell who they are)
Kenisha nibbled on her lower lip. On one hand the nets spoke of fish and not of cultists, but there were more that just the two groups that might be roaming around at night since Imod's demise.
Resolving herself, she decided to follow them as best she could until she could discover who they were. (Move silently roll =18)
Zeoll Wednesday January 2nd, 2002 10:03:42 AM
Zeoll listens to Ferazan and Taeken and includes them in the conversation. "Everryone knows that Domi is dead. We morrtals can't brring him back. The stone that we call "Domi's Hearrt" -- even if it became what it was beforre -- is not Domi. The clearrest sign of that will be that even if the Hearrt is rrestorred, we prriests will not rregain ourr spirritual and mirraculous powerrs that derrived frrom Domi. All will see that."
"The Hearrt is a symbol, not the god. It is a symbol of Taurr unity. If it werre Domi's trrue physical hearrt, how could he have lived forr centurries while it was sunderred?"
"As a symbol, the Hearrt is a powerrful sign, not a god. We will be carreful to make surre all underrstand -- healing the Hearrt will not brring back Domi."
"As soon as all the Chosen have rreturrned, I hope we can all discuss this togetherr."
Time for decisions - DM Laurent Wednesday January 2nd, 2002 12:20:21 PM
CEIRA IN THE FOREST
Ceira is remembering those moments she shared with her brother and their friend, when suddenly..
DING DEELING DING DING!
She realizes that she stumbled on a piece of tight rope hidden among the ferns. The rope seems to be tied to a small bell hanged in a tree next to her, that ringed when she walked on the rope.
Just before her is the entrance of the caves...
AT FORT LOVE
Flat-Top sees a couple bull heads looking over the small wall, and quickly hiding when they see he is looking at them. There seem to be a lot of movement suddenly behind this small wall...
At the same time, Kenisha gets closer to the group of minotaurs, and thinks there is somebody who really looks like Bralik among them (at least he does have the same tattoo on the shoulder).
"Hail and well met, good taurs. Bralik? Are you here? For have have it from an elder of your village that you have come this way to gie the cultists a lesson."
The minotaur with the tattoo frowns, trying to see who spoke, while another one with a net whispers:
"We are lost! They discovered us!"
The minotaur with the tattoo hits the other one behind his head with his palm, and says:
"Sssshhhhh!!! Don't you see it's a centaur!!! There were only minotaurs among those love-thing-cult!"
"Kenisha? Is it you? Those blues eyes, those white locks! By the kraken's beak it's you!!!"
"SSSSSHHHHHHHH"
Answer all the five other minotaurs at the same time.
"You know this centaur Bralik? Who is it? Tell her to talk less loudly!"
AT THE HEARTHOLD KEEP
"I see what you mean wise Zeoll" answers centaur Taeken.
"This is also a thing that has to be discussed among the chosen..."
"But there is something else. I've been walking in the camp that appeared among the Heartkeep in the days following Domi's death. Those people - Taurs from all isles, gathered here searching for answers. Now, most of them either didn't get what they were looking for, or don't know what to do. I have been talking of it with Neima, and she doesn't know what to do either: On one hand it's a sign of Taurs reunification, and it's a good thing. But those people are really living in...well...Filth, they begin to lack of food, and many live in wood or cloth buildings that look like piles of trashes. Should we ask them to leave? To go home? But where are their home now? What should we do?"
Zeoll Wednesday January 2nd, 2002 5:03:32 PM
Zeoll has really strong ideas on the presence of new Taurs coming to Bridge Island, and he shares them at length with all who will listen.
"This land, rraised frrom the ocean by Domi for all Taurrs, is a place of rrefuge and yet anotherr sign of our unity. We must welcome all Taurrs who come to dwell herre togetherr as one people. These folk arre the models forr all theirr brrotherrs and sisterrs. Our job must be not only to welcome them, but to help them settle herre and live prrosperrous lives!"
"The waterrs teem with fish, the interrior with game. So long as therre is enough forr all, we have to do whateverr we can to help these people."
"When the Chosen have rreturrned, we must gatherr in a grrand Conclave. Then we can discuss how to make this all worrk. But firrst we must see to the most prressing needs."
Zeoll goes to the Keep's chatelaine, Neima, and urges her to send Keep staff with whatever supplies and goods she can spare. He asks Meralda, formerly the head of the hunt and chief warrior of the Keep since Borus died, to send as much meat and game as possible to the newcomers.
Then Zeoll asks Kalon; the healers Minisha, Mylo, and Zakeria; and the two clerics, Ferazan and Taeken, to join him in visiting the newcomer camp. They will try to encourage them, let them know that they are welcome to settle, and that help in settling is on the way. If any need food, shelter, healing, or other immediate help, they will do their best.
Also, Zeoll sings to Inspire Courage in the newcomers, and takes small groups to visit the Heart, explaining that this is a symbol of Taur unity.
Flat-top Wednesday January 2nd, 2002 5:29:59 PM
"Look! Over there" Flat-top points to where Bulls head pop up for a second or two. There some Minotaur playing peek-a-boo. Say why don't we go and see what's in their minds. If they wanted a fight, they would have had the surprised on us. Ahh! come on guy, Let's sneak up on them."
Flat-top will try to tip hoof over to the small wall, and pop his head up and go "BOO!" Hoping that Kale and Raorr is behind him.
Kenisha Wednesday January 2nd, 2002 8:23:46 PM
Kenisha grins widely as she sees more clrealy that it is indeed her friend. She advances and gives him a hug. "It has been too long my watery friend." Kenisha speaks more softly in deference to the other minotaurs.
"Have you been shipwrecked at all since last we met?" she teases him lightly.
To all of them she adds, "I know of your mission and why and have come to help. But I must warn you also, not all the Love cultists are combative so you should take care in whom you attack."
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=6 d20+2=7 Thursday January 3rd, 2002 12:43:12 AM
Ceira panics but only for a second. She quickly begins scouring the area for a thick set of bushes to dive into for cover. (Search=6)
Finding nothing, she dashes towards the left side of the cave's exterior (from her perspective) and leans up against the wall. Ceira then attempts to hide (Hide=7) but realizes the exterior wall angles towards the cave mouth so she would be too easily seen.
Getting frustrated, she quickly reaches in her pouch, pulls out a bit of fleece and also picks up a bit of mud or a rock from the ground. She fuses them together somehow and then flings the fleece as far as she can away from the alarm bells. Ceira will cast an image of...
RAORR with his back turned to the cave entrance. Once something emerges from the cave, Ceira will have the image of Raorr turn around in surprise and then hold his hands up in fear and start backing up slowly (Max 70ft). Realizing she has never actually SEEN Raorr's look of fear (probably because he fears nothing) she will have to use her imagination based off of other minotaur warriors. Once the cave inhabitants reach Raorr, Ceira will break her concentration and sneak into the cave.
Kale Thursday January 3rd, 2002 9:00:47 AM
moving behind Flat-Top, Kale draws out his bow, preparing to shoot it at the first thing he sees
Raorr Thursday January 3rd, 2002 2:48:53 PM
Raorr feels uncomfortable in the guards clothes but decides to play along.
"Step Out from the bushes before you are killed" he says in a deep voice trying to fit the role of guard. he holds his greatsword in his off handand points with his right hand towards the bush.
Hidden things revealed - DM Laurent Thursday January 3rd, 2002 3:33:26 PM
AT THE CAVES ON WEMIC ISLAND
Ceira's plan seems to work: as soon as the false Raorr begins to walk backward, she begins to hear it - "tkktktktktktktktkt", as if two or three giant centipedes were leaving the cave. And the thing itself also appears: something that looks like a 12 feet tall emerald-green caterpillar, with legs looking like branches. The whole thing glows and a couple of "light bubbles" also dance around its head. The thing still moves forward, following "Raorr", without noticing Ceira, who enters the cave easily, still hearing the "tkkttkktktkttkktktkt" noise.
AT FORT LOVE
Behind the small rock wall, Bralik takes Kenisha in his strong sailor arms, and hugs her.
"But what are you doing here? You said you came from the village? Then you know what happened?"
Whispers Bralik. But Kenisha doesn't have the time to answer. A strong minotaur's voice, familiar to Kenisha's ears, suddenly breaks the night's silence.
""Step Out from the bushes before you are killed"
And the second after, Flat-Top's head emerges from behind the wall, saying:
"BOO!!!"
All the fishermen and sailors who are here point their weapons at the centaur, somehow disappointed to see another centaur in this minotaur's place, and all making one step backward.
AT THE HEARTKEEP
Zeoll talks with Neima, who seem really sad when they talk of the new settlers. The Keep supplies are very low, and she can barely do something to help those people. By going "on the ground", Zakeria, Kalon and Zeoll can size the situation of those poor people. Some kind of strange customs began to appear in the camp: most of those people still worship Domi, some strange cults talk of revenge, other even seem to talk of following Domi... However, the Chosens' presence among the settlers do much good. For the first time, they feel like beeing listened, and many gather around the Zeoll, Zakeria or Kalon to hear them. Small groups led by Zeoll visit the Heartkeep, see how Taurs are working all together there, and facing Domi's death. With faithful whispers, they also enter the Heart Chamber, and many fall on the ground praying before the Reunited Heart. Although time will be needed, Zeoll's efforts bring a new breath in the camp, and in the days following, centaurs, wemics and minotaurs together begin to build wooden frameworks for their home, begin to throw together nets in the sea, and gather around the fire to talk of the way they will deal with their god's death...
Flat-top Thursday January 3rd, 2002 6:23:05 PM
Flat-top is surprise to see these minotaurs, they vary in age. "Hold it Boys, These Taurs are not the Colts, these seem to come from a farm or village." Flat-top trots around the rock and will talk to these taur.
OOC: Flat-top will not have a weapon as he advance and does not see Kanisha with Bralik right away.
Kenisha Thursday January 3rd, 2002 10:22:37 PM
Kenisha stares at Raorr and Flat-top for a moment before breaking out in giggles. She moves so that they can see her.
"What are you guys up to?" she asked them in a loud whisper. "And please keep it down! The last thing we need right now is for the cultists to hear us and spring a surprise attack on us."
Zeoll Thursday January 3rd, 2002 11:15:57 PM
Zeoll makes sure everyone understands a few simple things, telling these truths in gentle, sympathetic ways:
1) Zeoll was a priest of Domi. He even met Domi. His sword was touched and blessed by Domi.
2) But Zeoll (and you! and you, too!) felt the truth. You know the truth. Domi is dead! He's gone. He does not exist. He can't answer your prayers because he is no more! So don't waste your spirit in worship of him.
3) The Heart of Domi is NOT Domi! Don't worship it either! It is only a symbol of his wish to see the Taur races united as one. Be glad it is a sign of our brotherhood and sisterhood, but do not think it is Domi. If it were to beat again, Domi would still be dead.
4) There are Troubles ahead. We are living in dangerous times. People will be sad at heart, and many will die. Domi knew that. He tried to prepare us by joining us as one. Would Domi want us to focus on revenge? On another god? On his dead self? NO! He would want us to work together, be strong, have courage, and survive the coming Troubles!
Zeoll tries to preach and live his message by going among the Keep staff, and among the newcomers on Bridge Island. He is always positive and upbeat, and he inspires courage wherever he goes. He uses his bard magic to cure light wounds. He uses his perform and diplomacy skills to help all the Taurs live in peace together. He tries to reason with those who follow the stranger cults and ideas that are springing up.
Zeoll encourages the two clerics and the healers to join him in his labors. He continues his conversations with Mylo and Zakeria about honoring all gods of the Wold.
He also helps Meralda train those who can learn to hunt in the rich interior of the island.
Ceira Karwyn d20+8=22 d20+2=14 Thursday January 3rd, 2002 11:57:37 PM
Not being very fond of arthropods, Ceira shudders at the sight and ESPECIALLY the sound of the caterpillar's steps. "Must... stay... calm..." she mutters to herself.
Ceira then sneaks her way into the cave but stops short when it occurs to her that those 'light bubbles' seem a bit peculiar. She turns around and ponders her initial hypothesis about this creature being an illusion. She studies the bubbles intently (Spellcraft=22) while the caterpillar is confused or trying to turn around.
OOC: Once it begins its trek back towards the cave, Ceira will delve deeper in an attempt to stay ahead of the oversized beast. How fast does the creature move? If it moves faster than her, she'll attempt to hide somewhere instead. (Hide=14, or maybe not! Better off just running depending on DC)
Kale Friday January 4th, 2002 8:54:37 AM
"They dont look very friendly to me." Kale tells Flat-Top as he keeps his bow pointed at the minotaurs
Soon back home - DM Laurent Friday January 4th, 2002 12:11:27 PM
AT FORT LOVE
Bralik looks at Flat-Top and Raorr, and then at Kenisha.
« Those are your friends ? Now we understand ! We have been watching them attacking the guards, and we were wondering what they were doing...Well, guys, it sounds like we had the same idea, but you'd have realized that it was a bad one : we arrived early this afternoon, and we have been watching how the Fort works. There are at least thirty minotaurs with those heart-shaped weapons inside, a dozen of archers on the walls and probably as much with flower crowns. And you can say what you want Kenisha, those cultists attacked us just after the ones with the flowers visited us : they are at least working together and won't deserve any pity... »
Bralik gets a look at Flat-Top's weapons and Raorr's muscles.
« You guys seem trained and well equiped, and together we would probably have more chances, but I still think this would be suicide -- If we want to make those cultists disappear, we'll have to come back with more fighters and more weapons, otherwise, it will be only half a victory and they'll still exist. Let's go back to the village, or wherever we can talk of this plan Kenisha -- perhaps do you have other friends who could help us ? »
CEIRA AT THE CAVE
Ceira enters deeper in the cave, and hides behind... an armchair. There is a nice fire, around which is another armchair with a soft blanket on it. On the rocky ground is a nice carpet, and a rabbit is roasting on the fire. A little bit further are two mattresses put directly on the ground with several blankets, skins and pillows on it. Between the beds are boxes full of vegetables, at least one whole ham and a couple of chickens hanging over it. Ceira becomes doubtful, and as she looks at the thing that slowly creeped outside. It now sounds obvious to her that the noise doesn't come from the thing itself, but from the cave. Morevover, those light bubbles really make her think of a light spell. And the thing comes back. It slowly turns on itself to face the cave, and enters. Suddenly, it stops, and the caterpillar's head leans on one side, as if it was looking at Ceira. The wemic sorceress is about to run away when something odd happens : the whole caterpillar dangerously bends backward, and the sounds of teared up cloth can be heard. The thing then bends forward, as if it was falling, makes a couple of little jumps on the left, and finally falls backward.
« It's your fault ! »
Tells the caterpillar, now a pile of cloth, wood and branches.
« I told you not to put your paws on my face ! I just can't see where I'm going ! »
« Oh shut up ! And remove your ass from my knee ! »
« I'm wrapped in this stupid costume, help me to... »
And then the whole caterpillar tears up in two, revealing two young wemics who look at Ceira, smiling.
« Errr...Hello...Mi..mimi...Miss...Well...We'll explain you....This is a terrible story...We were walking in the forest when...Well...Well you, you explain her... »
The second young wemic hits the other one behind the head, and says :
« Well, this thing, well, the caterpillar, it found us, and well, well it swallowed us, like this ! Slurp ! »
« Yes madam » says the other one, « like this ! And hopefully you came, and you killed it, and now we are free ! This is great ! I think that we'll go back home now ! And thank you again ! Let's go brother !»
The wemic is about to leave, and turns his back, but the second one grabs his shoulder.
« Hey, brother, look at her, don't you recognize her ? Ceira, Ceira Karwynn ? »
« It looks like her...Ceira ? Are you back ? Yeah ! »
Ceira now recognize two wemics she used to play with when she was younger : Down and Hopun. They begin to talk, explaining their story :
« We have to tell you ! When Domi died we dressed up like this to entertain the scared children, but it appeared that they were even more scared, although they knew it was just a costume. They told it to their parents, who thought it was a true monster, and before we understood what was happening, we had food near the entrance of the cave...Well, you know, game is pretty rare now, and with Domi's death and all that...Well, it was quite easy, and we forgot to tell the truth to the villagers. We were about to give up the costume when the Hand of Love cultists appeared, since we brought the costume in the village to show it, we quickly dressed up, and those heart-guys were scared ! It seemed to work, and we prefered to go on with the monster until somebody came to help us ! And today, it looks like it happened ! You are there Ceira ! One of the Chosen ! Tell me Ceira, you'll tell it to your friends, and you'll kick those loverguys asses, won't you ? ! »
AT THE HEARTKEEP
As he spends time among the settlers, Zeoll can see that efforts are made to make life better. However, it still be hard to make this place suitable for so many people. People who were taught by Zeoll, Zakeria, Kalon, Taeken or Ferazan also begin to explain how to worship the other gods to their family, and one family tells it to another one, who tells it to another one... However, there is one thing that darkens Zeoll's thought when he walks among the settlers : of course, he saw some minotaurs, and even centaurs and wemics now, wearing flowers crowns and asking the Taurs to love each other. But more recently, he also saw Taurs wearing heart-shaped weapons...There was no problem with them for the moment, but this really worries the Chosen who saw them.
Raorr Friday January 4th, 2002 3:39:44 PM
"Thirty you say.. Well that's leave eight for me to kill, hopefully they are not all together that would be suicide. Somall groups wouldn't stand a chance. I'm not sure were here to sluaghter them, I'm here to test the groups resolve. Are they willing to die for their new god, or are they just chosing it because its availible."
"If they wish to die they will, I'm not sqeamish battle is eternal, I'm Imod's Champion, I have the soul of his ancient legion of warrior beating in my heart and pumping through my veins. Those who sway from the path will be crushed, do you understand that, Friend of Kenisha? Do you understand my rage at the weakness of our people's quick rejection of their beliefs. Our people have followed the god of bravery and war for hundreds and thousands of years. ANd in a matter of a month they have fallen to worship his opposite. It's the human's fault they have weakened our wills and corrupted our spirits we must fight them. I'm trying to crush the weakened taurs before this disease spreads much further. This 'Love' sickness must end now. If you feel afraid remember this. friend of Kenisha, I will not be afraid."
Flat-top Friday January 4th, 2002 9:33:24 PM
"Hold it! Hold it! Raorr, Remember that Kanisha is the leader. Since she's here, we do what she deiced what should be done. That should be done and that is what we'll do," said Flat-top.
Flat-top turns to Kanisha and Bralik and finishes the story, "The first time we came here, we rescued the Healer. But we did not finish the fight. Maybe we should have, but She was needed at the Keep. Since Zakeria was err hmm let's say LESS than err Impressed. Our feeling were hurt. So we came here to finish the job. Now since we are here, Do We Finish The Job? What is your dissesion, Kanisha?"
Kenisha Friday January 4th, 2002 11:16:34 PM
Kenisha frowns at Raorr as he speaks. "Raorr, Flat-top? This is Bralik and he is from the nearby fishing village; which was devastated by the cultists. I've seen the village with my own eyes. If they are afraid it is with good reason. If they fall in battle who will be left to protect those left in the village?"
"Bralik speaks with more wisdom than you. I do agree with you that in small numbers we could easily defeat them. But they have numbers on their side and we haven't seen what mages they might have. Just because you consider magic to be inferior does not mean that it can't be devastating."
"These cultists need to be reined in and taught a lesson, but let's not do anything stupid."
Turning to Flat-top she asks with a slight smile, "Is Kale here too? Usually if one of you is around so is the other."
Zeoll Sunday January 6th, 2002 11:53:53 PM
Thinking that he has to be sure, Zeoll puts aside his negative feelings and talks with these Love cultists in the Taur camp.
Are they devoted to the idea of Taur unity?
Will they accept non-cultists as brothers and sisters and work together in the cause of uniting all Taurs?
Those are the crucial questions.
Kalon the Wemic Monday January 7th, 2002 1:25:33 AM
For many days Kalon had been silent and in deep contemplation. Any who spoke to him recieved no response other then what was absolutely necessary. He watches Zeoll move among and new refugees and speaking his new doctrine of beliefs. Slowly his own beliefs inch by inch grow more in conflict with Zeoll's. He does not believe that the taurs should set aside their following of Domi. The other gods may well be a path for them to gain the power of healing but that somehow seems to be the easy path. People will always take the easiest route.
As he wandered the grounds seeing the growing presence of the love cultists he knew they were not to be trusted. True love was important, his thoughts drifted toward Kenisha and he sighed. However it was something that should be allowed to come to a person not be brought to them.
The world had changed for everyone with Domi's death that was for certain. He knew in his heart that Domi had died but many seemed to look for the easy answer. The love cultists being one of them. If six months before someone had said that Domi could die he would have said that was impossible. The lesson he learned from Domi's death was that all that he thought was impossible could be. The others quickly forgot that lesson. Domi's last words had been for his children to "Have Courage" yet around him he saw only people without courage. They had in their normal greedy ways written Domi off and were moving onto the nearest and brightest fields. He would not abandon his following and he knew at least one member of his companions who would not as well. Raorr and he were as different as night and day but they had Domi in common.
He knew the others would be back soon and they would have to be convinced that to turn their backs on Domi was the wrong path. There was some common sense in seeking other gods he admitted yet he would follow Domi's words no matter what. In his heart he knew Domi still existed because Kalon himself existed. He was a part of Domi and he was not dead. He determined to find the part of Domi that was lost in the place beyond life and return it to life. All that Domi had created was still there and this again menat Domi himself was still there.
His mission would be almost impossible but impossible things could occur Domi's death had shown that.
The next day as he moved among the people on the island he began to respond. His doctrine unlike Zeoll's would be that the followers of Domi should remain true. That there was hope for his return but only through unity and by remembering his final words. At every opportunity he took the chance to preach this doctrine near the love cultists as loudly and forcefully as he could. He hoped to draw the vipers from their nest. He hoped that Raorr would return soon for he knew they had much to discuss. He only hoped that he would live long enough to see his friend Raorr. After all the problem with drawing viper's out of their neast was that they were likely to strike.
Ceira Karwyn Monday January 7th, 2002 1:48:38 AM
She glares menacingly at Down and Hopun and pounces on them. Hoping to scare them just a little, she eventually breaks out in a giggle and plafully puts them both in a headlock, "It's good to see you two again! You made my mane stand on end because of your little trick. You know I don't like icky creatures with more than four legs! Well, you have little to worry because my newfound friends at Hearthold Keep will teach those Love Cultists a lesson they will never forget! Ha ha!" She laughs in a bold voice to vanquish their doubt and fear.
Ceira looks at the mangled centipede while still holding Down and Hopun in headlocks. "As for this little contraption of yours... It might do the village good if you continue this little ruse to keep those Love Cultists away. But whenever the villagers donate food, I want you two to only take the bare minimum and then secretly return the extra okay?" Ceira playfully squeezes a little tighter. "Promise me!" she laughs.
As soon as she is done, she returns to the village. She will explain to the villagers that although she could not communicate with the centipede, it did not harm her so she assures them the centipede has good intentions.
Ceira spends another night to catch up with old times and then returns to Hearthold Keep the next day. This time, she will pack up extra strips of her mom's dried jerky to share with her friends.
Kale Monday January 7th, 2002 8:56:32 AM
"Im here Kenisha. I keep speaking, but no one seems to hear me" Kale says
Back home! - DM Laurent Monday January 7th, 2002 10:01:50 AM
Voice of reason resounds even in the most reckless minds. Moreover, another argument convince the warriors hearts: a unit of twenty minotaurs, wearing the Hand of Love weapons and armors. All of the Chosens and the Fishermen barely hide behind the small rock wall, and the signal is given when the patrol discovers the two bodies near the gate. The doors open, and from their new point of view, the hidden group can see half a dozen of new guards leaving a barrack and also three balistas pointed at the door. During this time, guards with bows or crossbows begin to run on the walls, and the sound of battle horns can be heard. Now knowing the forces of their enemy, the small party knows that they will need to prepare to really fight them.
All the Chosen come back at the Hearthold Keep, and Kenisha even bring Bralik with them so that he can take some supplies to help his village, and explain what happened. He explains how they refused to join the Servants of Passion, and how the Hand of Love came one week after to force them to join the cult, burning their village. When this is told, he refuses the supplies, seeing that there are many needing people living in the settlement around the Keep.
Indeed, the Taurs can see that a couple of things changed while they were journeying: many people seem to have settled around the Keep, and thz framework of "hard" buildings can even be seen as one approaches the Keep. Small boats with mixed Wemics, Centaurs and Minotaurs on board also are bringing fish from the surrounding waters.
Groups of Taurs visit the Keep, listening to Ferazan and Taeken, two former clerics of Domi, who were taught by Zeoll how to guide people through the Keep. New guards and soldiers have been recruited, and many new names are to be learned.
Kular, although still very weak and almost mute, walks among the Keep staff, and welcomes the visiting groups.
Thanks to Kalon, Zakeria and mainly Zeoll's help, things were reorganized, and really serious projects can be talked now. Time goes by, and the Chosens try to find their own path concerning Domi's death, they also help building new buildings near the Keep, new boats to bring more fish, they help to hunt game, or to train guards for the settlement. Those people also need to be taught, to have clerics, and more than all: they need the Chosen as a symbol of unity to live with each other. Five months have passed: barracks and dormitories have been built, and fishing parties are well organized. There are also a couple of cattles, and some even tried to cultivate seaweeds. Many cults have raised in this melting pot of Taurs, most of which derive from Domi's cult. The Servants of Passion are considered with distrust, and although it's not a proven fact, many think that there are cultist of the Hand of Love operating among them. The Chosens, more than anybody else, and especially Kale, Raorr and Flat-Top who are really waiting for their first mistake, keep an eye on those Love cultists. And one day, after so many quit weeks, an expected incident occurs...
While they are "patrolling" near the Servants of passion usual ceremonial place, Flat-Top, Raorr and Kale see a little group who is beating somebody on the ground : there are two minotaurs and a centaur. Although those, who are standing, are wearing flowers and white-and-pink loincloths, they really look very muscled for love cultists. They are yelling: don't let this human talk! Human only can bring hatred among us like they do in their home! They dare to critize our cult! Our ways! They consider us like monster, how could they appreciate our customs! They think they can come here and watch us like strange beasts, we are not pets! We are Taurs! Kill her! Kill her!". Raoor, Kale and Flat-Top are more than pleased to "explain" them that it's no way to behave, and their enemies are easily defeated. The human on the ground is in fact an old woman, wearing a long and humble grey robe and a staff she uses to stand up. Her face is really wrinkled, but she has deep blue eyes that thanksfully look at the three Chosens. They all notice that she is also wearing a silver pendant with a ruby-red gemstone. She tries to walk in the direction of the Taurs, but suddenly sags, holding her side. "The Keep... - she whispers - I just wanted to enter the Keep and meet the ones known as Domi's Chosens...In Alemi's name...Please..."
The woman is brought at the Keep, and healed by Zakeria. The human takes a sip from a wooden beaker, and talks to the gathered Chosen in those words:
"It is the gods who brought you in this place brave warriors...I would not have been able to tell you what I have to tell otherwise...I come in Alemi's name, who weeped for his best friend, his brother Domi, for a long time. However, Alemi says that there is a time to cry, a time to bury one's friend, and a time to take care of his children because this is the duty of one's brother...Alemi is proud of you Taurs, and he would be even more proud if you were honoring him as you were honoring his friend. We know that Domi left a huge and empty hole in your hearts, and for those, this hole may even be bottomless -- she looks at Kalon and Leets more particularly. If Alemi is welcome in your heart, he will be happy to fill what you are missing, and by doing so, bringing a first stone to build a new world for you Taurs."
The woman stands, as if she was suddenly feeling better, and opens her hands, lifting her arms. A presence can easily be felt behind her, and all the Taurs have a strange and warm feeling, as if they were all meeting somebody who was missing for a long time. All can also feel that the ground begins to shake slightly, and the wooden beaker falls on the ground from the table.
"In loving memory of his best friend -- says the woman with a strong of powerful voice -- Alemi will accept to be honoured in Domi's way, and you shall not change your ways, but just worship him like you worshiped his friend! As the leader of the gods, and just among the justs, Alemi will also grant you his protection if you worship the whole gods of the Wold, but you shall not change your ways either, but worship them as you worshiped Domi!"
During the woman's speech the shaking grew stronger, and suddenly ended with her last word. The wemic cleric Ferazan then suddenly enters the room, sweating and muttering non-understandable words:
"wewerevisitingtheheartandtherewas ohmygodsomuchdustandthestatues theyraisedbuttheywerenotthesameand well...Oh! You should just come at the heart chamber and see!"
The recently converted cleric leads the Chosens to the Heart Chamber were a little group of Taurs seems to be petrified with surprise looking on the side of the room. And then the Chosens see it too:
From the broken statues that were lying on the ground two new statues were born. The first one is the greatest and most inspired representation of Domi one ever saw, exalting courage and glory through his attitude. On the pedestal of the statue is written, in golden letters:
IN MEMORY AND HONOR
And behind Domi's statue is another one: a venerable but strong old man, with a long beard and wide opened eyes, wearing a long robe and holding a staff. His other hand is put on Domi's shoulder, like a friend would do, and on the pedestal is written, always with golden letters:
FOR MY FRIEND
Both the two statues seem to look at the reunited stone heart, like one could look at a newborn child.
The old woman, who followed the Chosens, arrives behind Kalon and Leets, and takes their hands, smiling:
"Do you understand, my friends?"
The following hours are a time of joy for the Keep's inhabitants, and the joyfull event is soon known in all the homes of the settlement too. All are thrilled by Alemi's offer, all but a couple of cultists: while all the Chosens are feasting to celebrate the event, Kular walks to the table, holding a red flower, a rose, looking really worried:
"I found this at the door, there was no message..."
He puts the rose on the table, and the flower suddenly begins to glow blood-red. Then the rose begins to talk, pulsating red light at each word:
"Chosens. Domi failed in reuniting the Taurs. Alemi will fail reuniting the taurs, whatever is said. War and courage never gathered peoples, nor will justice...Only love, universal love, can gather the Taurs and make them one people. Thus, we Hand of Love, claim to be the true owners of the reunited heart and its temple: the Hearthold Keep. We give you until tomorrow at dusk to give us the keys of the Hearthold Keep and to join us as true worshippers of the Hand of Love. Otherwise, we'll have to teach you a lesson about love."
Flat-top Monday January 7th, 2002 10:06:18 AM
"That's what I like about Kale, always there when we need him, Is that not right,Raorr?" Flat-top pokes Raorr in the ribs.
Kalon the Wemic Monday January 7th, 2002 10:53:00 AM
The old woman, who followed the Chosens, arrives behind Kalon and Leets, and takes their hands, smiling:
"Do you understand, my friends?"
Kalon turns suddenly on the woman pushing her hand aside,"I understand perfectly it is you who does not understand. Domi lives for I live to deny that is to deny everything. We are his children and we were created by him. If others wish to find comfort and new luxury in the embrace of other gods I say let them. It is the easy road people choose to travel. That is not the road I choose to travel. Domi died most assuredly but the spark of his life dwells within me and all the other Chosen. I thank this Alemi for his most gracious offer but I must decline for to do less is to dishonor my great god. He remains my god wether alive or dead at present. I will return him to life if it takes my life or ten thousand years." with that he leaves the group avoiding all festivities.
Feeling once again alone on his path he prepares some dried goods and stores them in his room. In the near future he may need them. As he gathers his supplies in his room he speaks to the still air
"Long ago you came to me Domi at first I did not remember what you wished me to find. When I met Kenisha I thought it was the love. That was a part of it I know but I think she will take the increasingly well travelled road. The path I choose will not be easy but she is a leader now and must think of the best for all. I must find you my lord Domi and I cannot do it alone." With that in mind he seeks out Raorr.
Raorr confused Monday January 7th, 2002 3:06:08 PM
RAorr shakes his head at the events suddenly transpired. "Kenisha? Raorr not feeling well! Raorr confused. RAorr save minotaur healer, minotaur healer say worship all gods and not Imod. Raorr save human woman from minotaurs, she say worship human god, not Imod. Raorr hate humans, Why did Raorr not help kill human woman?"
Raorr begins teetering as Kalon leaves calling out for Raorr "Did Kalon say something? I'm right here Kalon" Roarr says as he charges out chasing down the speeding Wemic Monk
Kenisha Tuesday January 8th, 2002 1:24:06 AM
The rose delivers it's message before Kenisha can answer Raorr, much less go after Kalon. She does first turn to the old woman and says, "We are all free to choose as we wish, but I shall listen to Imod's dying words to us and keep Courage in my heart. If I cannot worship Domi alone, then I shall worship the concept of Courage."
In a voice loud enough to carry over the room she states, "Our Unity has been challenged. Shall we go meekly out in to the night with our tails between our legs? I say NO! Shall we tamely turn over the Heart and Hold to those who basely and falsely use the name of Love to take whatever they like? Again I say NO! Shall we kick these cultists' collective hinnies and show them what real Unity is all about? Hell YES!"
"We will need to prepare ourselves. Food, water and other supplies must be gathered. Message to those taurs we think might aide us on the three other isles must be sent. The children should be placed in our most secure location here in the Hold."
Turning to the Chosen still in the room, she says, "I'll go talk to Kalon and Raorr, can you begin the preparations and missives?"
With that she will exit and look for the two missing Chosen whom she will each greet (if they are not yet together) "Have Courage and prepare for war, the Love Cultists mean to steal our Unity from us."
Zeoll Tuesday January 8th, 2002 10:06:16 AM
When the messenger arrives, Zeoll listens carefully to all that she says. He senses the divine presence in her, and it makes his heart glad. He is amazed at the new statues.
"My frriends, he says to everybody present, "This is a trrue mirracle, and it makes me happy to see the gods honor Domi in this way."
Afterwards Zeoll talks at length to the messenger, treating her with respect. He investigates her offer and Alemi's invitation most carefully.
Zeoll also tries to speak with Kalon and Raorr before they leave, or else he seeks them out.
"As a prriest of Imod, I know that Alemi and Imod werre frriends," the says. "I know that many humans worrship Imod just as Taurrs do. So I rrespect Alemi as I rrespect the frriend of my liege lorrd."
"Rraorrr, you werre rright to NOT kill this human. Imod neverr told us to kill unarrmed innocents and weaklings. Therre would be no honorr in that, no courrage. Courrage means facing change and trragedy, not slaying old people or rrunning away."
"This messenger did not say 'Deny Domi!' or 'You must worship Alemi.' She just extended an invitation. We can choose to accept orr not. Kalon is rright to decline if that is wherre his hearrt leads him. I like Kenisha's idea of worrshipping Courrage."
"But I am a prriest. I want to help my people. I cannot do a good job of that with no magic or mirraculous powerrs. I accept this messengerr's offerr, and I will honorr all gods of the Wold, so that I can serrve Domi's people effectively."
Zeoll seeks out the messenger and tells her this as well.
What shall we do? - DM Laurent Tuesday January 8th, 2002 10:42:54 AM
The old woman doesn't hide her sadness when seeing Kalon and Raorr's reaction. Later, she looks at ther hand Kalon refused, and explains:
"Alemi doesn't want you to do this, or that, he just offers what he can...You are free to choose what to do now Taurs, just know that we followers of Alemi will stand by your side in those troubled times..."
The day after the woman arrived, many Taurs show up at the Keep, with questions:
Hogar Brass-Hoof, stallion of the Fire Mane tribe, came to the Keep with his whole family to know what to do about Domi: he know asks what he should say to his Centaurs: still worshiping Domi as if nothing happened? Uthen Barbak, a white-maned wemic, is the only survivor of his tribe, decimated by rising-deads that awakened from catacombs near their village - he came here because he had nowhere else to go: he wants to know who are the other gods, and if they will protect them against evil... Marnulf Three-Horns, a minotaur warlord covered with scars, almost killed by a three-months fever, wants to know why they should trust this Alemi and not the Hand of Love. And many others follow on the same day: Hingar Sparkling-Tail, a centaur whose wife was a healer and almost died when she discovered she could not heal people anymore. Mirta Cornebouc, an old minotaur woman, who claims that it would be blasphemy to refuse a god's help! Mordun Light-Paw, a one-eyed wemic ranger, who wants to know what the Chosens will do. Tarima and Forban Wind-Pipe, a young centaur couple who wants to know which god should be named for the protection of their child...
Almost from dawn until dusk, Taurs come at the Keep, asking for advices, or gather at the central point of the settlement to talk of Alemi's offer.
However, the Chosens are also worried by other problems, such as the hand of Love. It quickly appears that all the Servants of Passion left the settlement the day before in the afternoon. Leaving nothing behind them, and heading for minotaur island.
The old human woman remains silent most of the day, looking worried and sad at the same time. However, just after noon, she comes by Kenisha's side:
"I hope that your friends feel better, the last thing I wanted to do was to upset them...They seem to consider you as the wisest of the Chosens, and wait for your decisions, but I won't ask you what you have decided about the Hand of Love and the Hearthold Keep, because both common sense and the Taur mighty pride tell me that you'll refuse this insidious blackmail. I just wanted to let you know that I have experienced the hand of Love way of acting: they are militaristic, and organized. While we are talking, their leader are probably heading for their Taur headquarters to prepare their forces: if you want to strike them, it would be the exact right moment to cut their head by discretly attacking their leader meeting and bring them to justice...Now Taur Kenisha, talk of it with your friends, and decide what should be the best for you, but whatever you choose, know that I will stand by your side..."
She ends with a smile, and walks away.
She also talks with Zeoll, and is glad to hear his words. She thanks him warmly, and talks with him during a couple of hours, explaining how Alemi would probably offer the same powers as Imod to his clerics to honor his fallen friend.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday January 8th, 2002 10:50:38 AM
To Ceira, worship is a word more appropriate for those who practice religious roles like a priest or a paladin. A more appropriate word that describes her previous relationship with Domi is the word respect. She knows that Domi always aspired for the greater good but so did many of the other gods in the Wold. Thus, Ceira is comfortable with the welcoming of Alemi's presence into Hearthold Keep.
After listening to the ultimatum dictated by the Love Cult, Ceira simultaneously pounds her paw on the floor and her fist on the table. "Don't these fools know when to quit!?" she yells as her face begins flushing red. "Just when everything was beginning to fall back together in our home, they have to pull this idiotic move. Teach us a lesson will they? HA! I can't wait to get my paws on their misguided hides!" Still steaming, Ceira gets up from the table and begins pacing back and forth in the room to vent off some of her energy.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday January 8th, 2002 11:02:25 AM
(OOC: D'oh! After I clicked "Submit", Laurent already sent today's post. I just missed it by a few minutes. So treat my previous post as is appropriate. Now as for today...) - No Problem - DM Laurent.
Ceira calms her anger and approaches Uthen Barbak, Morden Light-Paw, and many of the other wemics present. "Although Domi has left the Wold, that does not mean the light of good and justice left with him. There are many gods with the same good-natured beliefs as Domi. Whether or not you accept them is up to you. It is true that the Love Cultists mean well but their methods are more tainted towards forceful worship. That is not how it should be. If you wish to know what I choose, then I will tell you that I have welcomed Alemi's presence into my life... but on a more trial basis. I will see what he is like and make a personal decision on whether or not he fits into my life."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday January 8th, 2002 12:32:39 PM
When Kenisha finds Kalon laying down watching the ocean. As she approaches him he looks toward her his heart beginning to race as it always does,"I swear the world thinks I am deaf or stupid. I know that what they say of Domi is true in a certain way. If we want to unite the taurs it should be through devotion to Domi. Through that we can return him to his rightful place."
He motions for her to sit,"As for these love cultists I heard the general gist of what they were saying. We will of course fight them it is the taur way. If we strike at them we should defeat them here and have others in place to destroy their fort so they have no base to retreat to. I believe in Domi Kenisha and I think that most every other taur wants to as well. The lessons he teaches are to be valued by all people." he pauses looking into her eyes with a sigh,"Let me go speak to them my love perhaps I can avoid this bloodshed"
Flat-top Tuesday January 8th, 2002 3:35:23 PM
Flat-top is quite impress with both Ceira (with her temper and stumping of her paw) and Kanisha (why she actually said HELL). Flat-top trots up to the old woman and Kanisha, "excuse me Please Ladies."
"May I have a word with the both of you? When Kanisha think that there is no other way out of this. WE the two minotaurs (Kale and Raorr) the Centaur Paladin and Zeoll the cleric fighter can swing a mean weapon, will start planing. Not because of our Pride, but for the protection of the rest of the taurs on this Island. If Alemi (Friend of Domi) is willing to help us, fine I'll bow my head to him, But I will all ways keep Domi's courage in my heart."
"Kanisha, maybe you should talk to Kalon and Roar, after maybe to Zakeria. We will need every body's help. I know for one thing those Minotaurs will fight military style. but with our combine force, we will be effective." Flat-top bids the girls good day and trots off to talk to Kale and Leets.
Zeoll d20+8=23 d20+8=25 Tuesday January 8th, 2002 4:26:57 PM
To Hogar, Zeoll says, "Honorr Domi as you always did, of courrse. But it is fine to honorr otherr gods too, if yourr hearrt leads you to it. The imporrtant thing is that you see all Taurrs as one people, and keep courrage as Domi taught us." (Diplomacy Check 23)
Zeoll welcomes Uthen Barbak gladly. "I too have lost all my nearr kin. Please stay herre and make a home among us."
Zeoll tells Marnulf Three-Horns stories about how Domi and Alemi have been friends and worked together. (Perform Check 25).
Zeoll does what he can to inspire and support others who come to the Chosen. His message is simple: Honor Domi, feel free to honor other gods, but keep uppermost Domi's wish to unite all Taurs as one people.
Zeoll reminds everyone that the center part of Bridge Island is a plateau or mesa, with the only easy access throught the Keep. He suggests bringing all the children and elder Taurs up through the Keep and onto the plateau. Then fortify the Keep and prepare for attack.
He also suggests setting up an ambush by the bridge to Minotaur Island, if attack from there is deemed most likely.
Zeoll also prays with Alemi's messenger and studies with her.
Kenisha d20+6=25 Wednesday January 9th, 2002 12:21:35 AM
Kenisha bows to Alemi's messenger, "Their reactions are natural even if they do hurt. I do thank you for your support and aid."
Kenisha nods at Zeoll's suggestions for the children and elders to be moved up to the mesa. "Very good idea, my friend. Flat-top, could you and the other fighters lay out our defenses and any ambushes you deem would work?"
"Kale, Kalon brought up a very good idea of a counter strike force attacking the Fort while their forces are attacking us here. How feasible would it be for some of them to enter the Fort through that seaside tunnel we used to exit the cultist's catacombs? They will be defended true, but a strike force might be able to break through and either cause a distraction for the main counter thrust or perhaps open the gates from the inside. What do you think?"
To Kalon she says, "I will not let you go to their Fort alone. We have too much to do here to prepare first. But I have no doubt that they will make one last grandstanding speech asking if we are willing to bow down to their demands before they attack. You may speak to them at that time."
Except when the others need her, Kenisha will spend much of the time preparing herbal remedies useful for aiding healing of wounds common to battle (Herbalist Prof. roll=25) and having some of the older children help her by stirring pots, cutting up and crushing herbs, and those children that know them, looking for fresh plants out around, but near, the Hold (even then always with at least one armed adult to watch over them).
Kale Wednesday January 9th, 2002 5:49:39 AM
"A small force could do it Kenisha." Kale says. "Though if its to be done, I suggest that it be done while the troops are on the march. If its done then it could possibly even prevent an attack on our home, as the soilders would rush back the the temple to protect their homes and leaders." then Kale rubs his chin a bit. "But its almost suicide for the inflitraters. Anything bigger than 10 taurs would be noticed, and anything smaller will have an extremely difficult time getting out, unless you know your way through it, which I happen to. Remember, I use to work those tunnels for a living for my Guild."
New Faiths
Back at Fort Love II - DM Laurent Wednesday January 9th, 2002 10:45:46 AM
Both the settlement and the Keep now are bathed in a war atmosphere : children and elder are brought on the mesa, some prepare weapons, like stones, stakes or bows and arrows, while some prepare healing balms or clean bandages. The boats and carts are used to build barricades while traps are made with the fishing nets. Here and there, people can be seen and heard praying either Domi, either Alemi, or all the gods in Domi's way. Some began to wear small pieces of red glass, and the rumor begins to be spreaded that some priests in the settlement regained their powers: it sounds like many were just waiting for a little sign from the gods... At the end of the day, all are still working on the island defense when a small boat is seen approaching. First, weapons are pointed at the newcomers, but they soon appear to be two wemics coming alone and shaking their arms, yelling something:
"We come to see Ceira! Ceira Karwynn! We come to see Ceira!" can be heard as they come closer. They finally jump on the ground, well-guarded by at least a dozen of the settlement guards.
"You almost made us capsize brother! Can't you be more careful!"
"It's all your fault! You have been wriggling all the way long!"
"But it's water! I just hate water! It's the last time I...Well...later..."
"We come to see Ceira Karwynn, she's a friend of us!"
"Yep! And one of the Chosens! And when we were younger, we used to play together and one day I even pushed her in..."
"They don't care brother! Shut up! Hem...We come with important news..."
The two wemic guys finally seem serious, and are brought to the Chosens and Ceira, who have gathered to coordinate their war effort. The two wemics appear to be Dwon and Hopun, effectively known by Ceira:
"Ceira! We weren't even sure to find you here! We were wondering if you got killed, or something like that..."
"For sure! You said you'd kick those cultists' asses with your friends, but when we've seen all those soldiers and weapons over there at Fort Love, we thought they could have killed you..."
"Well, in fact, we just wanted to see how you would give them a thrashing! You know, they have taken uncle Thistle's sheep last time they came, and they really deserve it -- the thrashing, not the sheep! So we've been hiding near Fort Love after you left, and we've been spying on them."
"And we didn't see you! Instead of you and your friends, we saw a lot of people coming from your island, and other were bringing weapons, and other armors, and they really looked like angry soldiers, not love priests! And some looked like being bosses, telling "do this, do that", and even killing those who weren't doing quickly enough! Well, finally this morning it looked like there wasn't enough room for everybody in the fort, and they began to settle outside."
"We are not coward, but, well, it sounded like they were getting REALLY close, and we preferred to warn you, in the case you decided to go there today, or to tell your friends that there was A LOT of people over there! There were already a lot of tents outside, but some were remaining empty, as if they were waiting for more people -- I tell you! It's gonna be a lot of minotaurs in their camp! -- I wanted to take one of their tents, since they looked like having too much stuff, but when we stole those armors, Dwon said it was enough, and that we would already not know what to do with those four chainmails-with-a-heart, so we left, and...Oh before, we stole this boat, a nice one, at least it brought us there!"
"Otherwise, it's really nice to see you Ceira!"
"And it would be even more nice if you could give us something to eat!"
Only a few people sleep that evening. More questions asked to the two brothers while they are having their dinner reveals more clearly that the Hand of Love forces won't attack before at least two days, and that their generals effectively gathered at Fort Love. The Chosens give their last orders to the Taurs remaining at the Island, and head to the caves on Minotaur Island seashore, bringing with them the armors brought by the brothers, and the weapons taken to their last foes from the Hand of Love. This allows them either to dress up like love cultists (one can also easily look like a Servant of Passion...) or to look like prisoners. The entrance of the caves is well guarded, by half a dozen of minotaurs holding heart-shaped halberds and heart-shaped battleaxes. However, they seem to drink quite a lot, like soldiers having their last evening before the battle...They get a distracted look at the disguised chosens, and offer them some kind of brandy: when one refuses, everybody suddenly turns nervous as the guard put his hand on the hilt of his sword....and suddenly begins to laugh loudly, hitting the disguised Chosen on his back. The Chosens enter the caves, and realize that there are really a lot of guards even there. They try to find their way, also trying not to look too lost. Finally, they randomly arrive in an area deep in the caves, where a lot of people shouting with pain can be heard. Suddenly, a door opens violently, and a one-eyed centaur wearing a black and pink leather uniform appear, sucking the blood of a little wound on his hand.
"You'll finally join us young mare! I swear it! And until you do so, there will be a lot of time to spend together! Think about it! And think of your younger sister who stayed at home! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The dark-maned centaur dressed in black and pink points his finger at the Chosens, and yells:
"You! Bring her back in her cell! And don't disturb me anymore tonight, I'm going to Love Lord Askor meeting!"
The centaur then leaves the place, heading for another less noisy doorway, a pink-and-black cloak floating behind him...
Flat-top Wednesday January 9th, 2002 1:48:21 PM
Flat-top follows Kale, He keep to the shadows. Then Flat-top looks as if he is shackles like a prisoner. Flat-top enters the cave and hugs the walls and shadows. How they got that deep in the tunnels, Flat-top just shakes his head in wonder. Up ahead of them, they can hear a lot of shouting and Taurs crying in pain. Then suddenly a door opens, to Flat-top Surprise it's a Centaur! And the way he was talking to that young mare and his suggestions made Flat-tops blood boil. It was good the Raorr and Kale was holding him back, or he'd would have given away his position. "THAT one is mine" Flat-top whispers the Chosen Ones near him.
Kenisha Wednesday January 9th, 2002 11:43:13 PM
Kenisha shakes her head, saddened by all this. "Kale?" she whispers softly, "Do you think you can follow him? Knowing where this Lord Askor is and what this meeting is about may be very important. We're going to see about these prisoners. If we are lucky, they will be willing to fight on our side or at the very least give us good information on how best to strike at these 'love vipers'. Regardless, they deserve to be set free."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday January 10th, 2002 12:15:19 AM
"I agree," whispers Ceira. "but first let's see if we can get their cells open. That one-eyed bully told us to lock her up. That means one of two things. One, the keys are readily accessible somewhere. Or two, he mistakened us as one of the key-carriers. I think our outfits all look alike so I'd assume the former." Ceira begins scanning the walls for a set of keys. "The keys must be around here somewhere." she mutters to herself.
She walks up to the centaur prisoner and checks for wounds. Ceira removes a part of her costume to reveal her sincere face and to try and coax the prisoner into trusting them. She leans close and whispers, "We do not plan on throwing you back into your cell. What we plan to do is to let you go free. Are you up to the task? I won't push you but we can use all the help we can get. How are the other prisoners doing? Do you know how to get them out?"
Kalon the Wemic Thursday January 10th, 2002 12:36:02 AM
Kalon moves to doorway the centaur left by and stands guard in case someone comes back. Glancing through the doorway to see what lays beyond.
Kale d20+6=20 d20+2=11 Thursday January 10th, 2002 5:43:29 AM
"No problem." Kale says as he moves to follow the centaur(made move silent check of 20). as he moves Kale keeps an eye out for any useful hiding spots that he might have to use later on(spot check of 11)
Leets Thursday January 10th, 2002 10:42:23 AM
The young centaur paladin first was opposed to the stealthy attack, but finally prefered to join the group and be useful rather to wait and let his friends fight. He took one of the chainmail with the heart symbol on the chest, but bring the one his mother offered him in his backpack. Once in the caves, he tries to look like a cultist soldier as well as he can, almost grining in his attempt. However, his expression turns to anger and frustration when hearing the pain of the prisoners.
"This place has to bebe destroyed when we have finished...Even now I can feel the evil drenching those walls..."
When the centaur with the pink-and-black uniform leaves the cell, he puts his hand on the hilt of his sword like Flat-Top, and has to dominate his own drive not to stab him. When the dark-maned officer finally turns his back, Leets listens Flat-Top's comment, and adds:
"Please Flat-Top, let a piece of this one for me, he is a shame for our people!"
Then, he tries to help the prisonner as well as he can, using his healer skills, and waits for Kale's report...
Zeoll Thursday January 10th, 2002 11:00:07 AM
Zeoll suggests that the group help the prisoner to his or her feet, then follow the loud-mouth dark-maned centaur to Love Lord Askor's meeting.
"Maybe we can cut off this snake's head and fix this prroblem fast!" the liontaur whispers.
He looks at the floor to try to get a feel for the centaur's hoof-prints, for tracking if need be.
In the lair of the beasts... - DM Laurent d20+5=14 Thursday January 10th, 2002 11:24:45 AM
Kale, Kalon and Zeoll try to follow the centaur. Behind the corner of the doorway where the officer disappeared, Kale only see the arch of a door that could be used to hide. A little bit further is another door, guarded by two minotaurs wearing heart-shaped shields and swords. The centaur with the pink-and-black leather uniform stops in front of this door, while somebody else arrives on the other side of the doorway. It's a thin minotaur with his horns covered with gold. His skin is white, and a heart-shaped pink tattoo can easily be seen on his forehead. He is dressed in a white and pink robe embroided with gold, and has a lot of pouches and fials tied to his belt. Only Kale manages to hear what is said, because he got closer :
« Commander Shaff...Just at the right time... »
« Commander Reyl... -- says the minotaur with a grin -- always a pleasure... »
« Askor has already arrived, and the others too, they must be waiting for us to begin. Did you bring the Heartkeep maps the Lovelord asked for ? »
« I'm not one of your lieutenants anymore Reyl, remember of it...Of course I have the maps, our last spies managed to leave the place a couple of hours ago... »
« We need the latest information to plan this battle my beloved friend Shaff -- answers the centaur with a grin too -- you should remember of it too if you don't want to be under my command once again... But enough spoken, they are waiting for us... »
The centaur opens the door, and let the minotaur enter first -- a couple of other voices can be heard -- he then whispers a couple of words to the two guards, who stand to attention before leaving the doorway by the other side. The centaur gets a suspicious look on the right, on the left, and finally closes the door -- the sound of several locks can be heard.
The cell where the Chosens find the captive mare in fact looks like a torture chamber : there are spiked things and strange-shaped blades everywhere, and everyone can also feel the smell of burned flesh. On the ground lies a tied young female centaur with a blond mane, she mutters, drenched in sweat, and on her body can be seen a lot of burns and whiplashes. She is litteraly scared when the Chosens first touch her, and would probably shout if she was still strong enough to do so. However, she slowly understands that they are friends, thanks to Ceira's and Leets' cares. Ceira also finds a huge bunch of keys on a blood-stained table, with a number engraved on each of them, going from 1 to 26. Kenisha and Flat-Top, always dressed like cultist soldiers, walk between a couple of soldiers guarding the cells a little bit further in the same doorway, there are two minotaurs, a wemic and a centaur, all wearing the Hand of Love weapons. They have a look at the centaurs, but only seem to be boried, grining or yelling when a prisoner shouts. As she discretly looks in the cells, Kenisha can see that only half of the prisoners seem to be awake and eventually able to fight. The other half either seem to be mad, muttering with fever, sleeping or worse...
Flat-top Thursday January 10th, 2002 2:58:10 PM
Flat-top walking along whispers'only if you get to him first, Sir Leets' Flat-top blood boils and he see the young centaur, a colt really. Flat-top looks away, but he know that he'll be back to free her. "Oh! Good Ceira found the keys. Now we can get some where." Flat-top is waiting for Kale to return and turns to Kanisha, "Which cell do we open first? Or do we take care of these wonderful guards?"
Zeoll Thursday January 10th, 2002 8:53:27 PM
"We must listen to theirr plans," Zeoll says. "You two stay herre -- Kale listening and Flat-top on guarrd. I'll go get the otherrs. Kenisha or Ceirra can put these two to sleep, maybe, and then Kale can listen to the plans. Then we can decide what to do. -- attack now or use ourr knowledge of the plans to win when they attack!"
Zeoll carefully, quietly returns to the other Chosen. He tells them everything in a whisper. He says all should come with him. "Can anyone make those guards go to sleep? Then we can listen and even know their battle plan."
"Come now, frriends, follow and use your magic if you can -- I feel that time is verry prrecious!"
And if magic is not an option, let us overpower these guards by force of arms quickly and quietly!
Kenisha Friday January 11th, 2002 12:11:16 AM
Kenisha explains to Zeoll softly what they've found in the cells and the six guards there. "As much as I hate to say it, we must either leave the prisoners for now and come back for them later, or take out the guards now and risk missing what is going on in the meeting."
She thinks for a moment then decides, "Let's go deal with the meeting first, if we are lucky we can nip this own thing in the hinny by taking their leaders."
Ceira Karwyn Friday January 11th, 2002 12:34:06 AM
Ceira puts her disguise back on and takes a good look at all of the prisoners. She goes back up to the young mare and says, "You and many of the prisoners do not seem fit to fight. I'll tell you what... My friends and I will do our best to clear the escape route so you will encounter no resistance." Ceira grabs the set of keys. "Now, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to trust me on this okay? I will lock you back up in your cell but I promise you that they will never lay another hand on you. That's because I am taking the keys with me so they cannot get to you." Ceira silently hopes that there isn't a second copy.
After hearing Zeoll's plans, Ceira responds, "I'm afraid I was never granted that ability to induce slumber on another being." She pauses to ponder the situation then proceeds to dig through her backpack. She lets out a sigh and just shrugs her shoulders. "If no one else can come up with anything, it seems brute force may be the last resort. We just have to be strike swiftly and silently."
Kale d20+6=25 d20-1=19 d20-1=8 Friday January 11th, 2002 5:27:33 AM
not contenet at waiting for the others to arrive and seeing that the guards have left, Kale decides to try to sneak up right to the door so that he can hear better(move silently check of 25). once he gets to the side passage that the guards moved down he stops and listens to see if they are still there(listen check of 19). if he hears them he freezes in place, but if he doesnt he moves to the door and attemps to listen to the conversation inside(listen check of 8)((i might of done too many actions. if i did, just place me where i should be))
Leets Friday January 11th, 2002 9:53:01 AM
"It was a hard decision to take, but definitively the right one!" whispers Leets to Kenisha.
"We have to deal with this meeting before freeing the prisoners, otherwise, our only chance will be lost..."
"Those officers musn't be that many in this room if it's the final meeting! We would probably be able to fight them all together!"
The choice of reason - DM Laurent Friday January 11th, 2002 10:05:03 AM
Kenisha has a hard time explaining her plan to the young centaur female, at first she refuses, shaking her head and crying. However, as she listens to the plan, she nods sadly and follows Kenisha and Flat-Top dressed like guards, telling them discretly where is her cell. It is obvious that she must do a will effort to let her new friends leave her in the cell, and she holds Kenisha's hand tight:
"I know you'll come back...You promised..."
...And the Chosens lock her cell.
Kalon, Zeoll, Ceira, Leets and soon Flat-Top and kenisha have gathered at the corner of the doorway to watch Kale moving discretly to the door and see what happens. The two soldiers who were guarding the door have left, disappearing behind the other corner and the sound of their heavy steps and armors cannot be heard anymore. Kale moved to the door as silent as a cat, and is pretty sure that the two guards have walked upstairs. He tries to listen through the wooden door, but only manages to hear four or perhaps five different voices, but not understanding what they are talking about.
Flat-top Saturday January 12th, 2002 9:59:01 AM
Flat-top that his place and watches Kale signal. Making sure that the armor he borrowed from the Love Children is secure. With shield and Morning Star at the ready. "I hope they said their prayers this Morn? Because I'm going to give them a little Love!"
Kale d20+5=19 d20+8=25 d20+7=15 Sunday January 13th, 2002 9:47:43 AM
not being able to hear what is being said on the other side of the door, Kale looks back and sees his friends watching him. he signals them to stay where they are for the moment, then pulls out his lock picks and begins to look for traps on the locks(made search check of 19). if he finds a trap, he tries to disable it(disable device check of 25). if he doesnt, he attempts to pick the lock(open lock check of 15)
Kenisha Sunday January 13th, 2002 11:17:36 PM
Kenisha whispers to Zeoll and Ceira, "I can cast a sleep spell, but it's effects will be limited; unless I've completely missed my mark of how powerful the people inside are likely to be."
She opens her spell pouch and readies herself to react to whatever somes up.
Kalon the Wemic Monday January 14th, 2002 1:44:45 AM
Kalon takes a few calming breaths as he focuses his strength for the coming conflict.
"Give me strength Tomi" he whispers and waits for the order to attack.
Raorr waits and prepares Monday January 14th, 2002 6:34:42 AM
Raorr knowing that conflict is upon the group begins flexing various muscle group as he waits for the order from Kenisha to charge forward.
Raorr looks to Kalon "I still think violence can solve problems, but you are correct it won't bring him back. Perhaps we should speak some more in the future, once Imod's Battlefury passes These Minotaurs are blasphemers and will be punished. As they would do the same in their God's name."
He looks to Kenisha "I may be quiet but all your words have wieghed too heavily, I have chosen to remian quiet as not to provoke more 'incidents' then neccessary. I will serve Imod's chosen Leader."
Zeoll Monday January 14th, 2002 6:57:08 AM
Zeoll tenses himself, and is ready to leap into the room and pounce on whoever is there.
But he thinks to himself, "Uh-oh," and whispers to everyone else, "Hey! Let Kenisha cast herr spell BEFORRE you rrun in, or you might get caught in herr enchantment."
Zeoll prepares himself to run in the moment after Kenisha finishes her spell.
Leets Monday January 14th, 2002 9:14:29 AM
Holding his sword with his two hands, Leets stamped nervously on the rocky ground, nodding at Kale.
"So, what should we do Zeoll, the fighters can't enter first then, or we'll be the targets of our own spells...But if the spellcasters go first, we'll have troubles entering this room at the same time..."
The young Paladin took a deep breathing, and tried to calm down.
"We'll have to do as we can...Domi my lord, who is a part of every god, give us strength on this evil ground, and faith to defeat our enemy in his very lair..."
"Flat-Top, Kale, Raorr, Kalon, are you ready?"
What's behind the door? - DM d20=1 d20+5=23 d20+3=6 d20=20 d20+4=8 Monday January 14th, 2002 9:39:20 AM
Kale doesn't find traps on the door, but there isn't only one lock but three. Two of those locks even seem to be quite new, and Kale doesn't have troubles picking them (quantity rather than quality...). Although the doorway has enough room for two Taurs to stand in front of the door, a choice will have to be made to decide who'll enter the first and see what's inside:
Whoever pushes the door, see a huge wooden table with many maps unfolded on it. A battle axe is also put on the table beside a couple of candles and sheets of paper.
"I knew I heard a noise Shaff! My sword! Give me my sword!" Yells the dark-maned centaur with the pink-and-black leather uniform.
The white-skinned wemic you've seen in the doorway is sitting just in front of the centaur, and immediately stands. This centaur and this wemic are the closest to the door.
Beyond them are: a minotaur all dressed in spiked leather who takes a whip on the table when the door opens, and another centaur, obviously older than the other one, who walks backward when somebody shows up.
Finally, at the end of the table is a huge minotaur who somehow looks ridiculous because his face is full of colored make-up. However, he wears a full-plate golden armor, and doesn't look happy at all - perhaps because he now holds two golden morningstars?
(I'll email a map very soon)
Zeoll d20+34=36 d20+5=15 d20+5=24 d4+3=5 d4+3=4 Monday January 14th, 2002 11:19:14 AM
Zeoll thrusts open the door and quickly takes in the scene. He steps back (a five foot step) to give Kenisha a clear line of sight. Then he readies a partial charge for the moment Kenisha finishes her spell.
[OOC: Third Edition lets you set up a contingency event called "readying an action" that takes place as soon as the contingency occurs. For example, you can ready a spear to use "as soon as an enemy charges." You can ready a spell "as soon as the enemy comes into view." etc. In this case, Zeoll readies a charge for "as soon as Kenisha finishes her spell." This aside is in response to Leets asking how to set this kind of action up.]
As soon as Kenisha finishes her spell, Zeoll charges the Old Centaur walking backwards. His standing jump lands him 21 feet forward and 7 feet in the air, right in the middle of the table and then onto the centaur. [OOC: Jump check 36 reflects the magical Ring of Jumping that Zeoll bought in the Catacombs a while back.]
[OOC: I'm applying a +2 to hit charge bonus and +1 to hit from higher ground (the table) on Zeoll's attacks. He also gets a -2 AC penalty from charging.]
His two paws hit AC 15, doing 5 hp damage, and AC 24, doing 4 hp damage.
NOTE: If Kenisha's spell ended up putting this guy to sleep, I'll charge someone else if I can, in order of preference: the Huge Minotaur with a golden armor; Minotaur dressed in spiked leather, holding a whip, then any other.
Flat-top will step back so Kanisha can cast her spell. Then he tells Leets," I ready to get the first Big Wig that moves, Raorr You take the Meanest and Baddest one in there. We will let you have all the fun, Right? Now let's go!"
After Kale opens the door, we hold back a moment for Kanisha to cast her spell. when Zeoll springs pass and jumps. Flat-top rushes to the first one he sees and it happens to be (#1) Reyl, the one that he really wanted. "Sorry Leets! I got here first." Proceeds to attack him.
Kenisha 2d4(3+3)=6 Monday January 14th, 2002 5:54:30 PM
Kenisha casts her sleep spell, centered between #1, #2, and #3 (ie- centered roughly in the middle of the table). 6HD affected; DC=16 (due to Spell Focus Feat: Enchantment)
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday January 15th, 2002 12:28:00 AM
After Kenisha has cast her spell Kalon moves into the room slowly approaching Shaff. Stopping five feet from him he looks at the wemic and speaks in a calm voice.
We are the Chosen of Domi and I am called Kalon. I am still a servant of our rightful lord Domi. I and my companions are the protectors of the taur's races and you are bringing harm to your brethren. You have failed, failed in your present beliefs for you have no love in your heart for your people only cruelty. We have seen the pain you have brought to others. People who you should be protecting with your strength you instead are harming. A young female centaur badly tortured by your hands. Even if you did not do it yourself your nonaction makes you as guilty as those who did it. Surrender and you will be treated far more kindly then you have treated others. You will once again find the truth in love. The love that our now fallen god Domi gave to you when he brought you into this world. Perhaps you may learn again the lessons of courage, strength and compassion he sought to teach you. Then you may become a protector of your people as you should and a true follower. If you persist you will be killed if not by me by others and I have no desire to shed your blood or to see you dead" he pauses opening his hands toward the wemic,"Remember Domi's final words "Have Courage" and you will find in your heart the final gift he gave you and find new purpose. Surrender I beg you"
OOC: Kalon will not move to defend himself and will allow him to strike him.
If he is struck he will say
"You call yourself a follower of love. Where was the love in that?"
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday January 15th, 2002 12:57:13 AM
(OOC: I am not certain if Ceira can get a good view with Kenisha in front. If not, then she will pass this round. If she can see Kalon, then....)
Ceira casts Silent Image of a transparent Domi who overlaps Kalon's form. She will continue to concentrate on Kalon's movements and have the image mimic him in an attempt to add extra weight to his powerful words.
Kale d20+2=18 d6=6 Tuesday January 15th, 2002 2:58:59 AM
after opening the door, Kale quickly draws out his bow and takes a shot at the minotaur in the plate armor(hitting ac 18 for 6 pts of damage). once he's fired he gets out of the way to allow the others to rush in.
Show me your love! - DM Laurent d3=1 d2=1 d20+2=4 d20+4=24 d20+1=13 d20+4=10 d20+7=25 d20+10=17 d20+5=15 d2+2=3 d8+5=10 d8+5=9 d20+8=21 d20+8=9 Tuesday January 15th, 2002 11:27:17 AM
As soon as Kenisha casts her sleep spell, things happen really quickly. Reyl feels dizzy, mutters something like "Giveme my sw...", and falls asleep. He not touched the floor yet when Flat-Top reaches him. His deadly attacks all hit their target, and Flat-Top can feel bones cracking under his hooves. Reyl awakens, and painfully tries to move backward. However, Flat Top is the target of the harsh whiplashes of the spiked leather minotaur (-3HP), and feels like the light wound really burns (and must make a fortitude save VS 12). Kalon, with Ceira's help, draws Shaff attention: he walks backward with awe, and also considers Reyl's situation and the other entering Chosens... Zeoll's mighty jump takes the old centaur by surprise, and he almost fall against the wall. However, he quickly stands and mutters mystical words, also weaving his hands in a strange way...(Eventually offering an attack of opportunity) Zeoll soon feels the mighty shadow of the towering minotaur next to him (and also gets an attack of opportunity), and is cruelly attacked (-10 HP). Kale's shot hits the golden armored minotaur, but rebounds on his metal shoulder. Leets stands behind Flat-Top, and Kenisha now stands at the door.
Flat-top d20+6=13 Tuesday January 15th, 2002 12:46:25 PM
"Leet! Can you take care of Lover Boy here? I ave a spiky Friend here who wants my attention!" Flat-top steps aside and pushes Reyl into Leets path. "Here meet my Friend Sir Leets why don't you tell him how much you like hurting little Mares." Flat-top will attack #3 Minotaur with the whip. He'll watch his horns and that whip by holding his shield on an angle to deflect that whip. "Come on Raorr! were having fun. we are saving one for you with gold armor." Flta-top has the nastiest grin on his face.
Flat-top Tuesday January 15th, 2002 1:09:09 PM
OOC: Made my Fortitude Save.
Zakeria(Ceil) Tuesday January 15th, 2002 1:39:51 PM
Zakeria standing behind Kanishia, steps aside and cast Bless on the whole party. "To All the Gods, Please grant us this favor, Bless us all in our endever." "Now my dear Friends, get all these Love Bugs!" Shout Zakeria.
Zeoll (-10hp) d20+1=10 d20+1=6 d20=20 d20=6 d20-3=5 d20-3=-1 d8=7 Tuesday January 15th, 2002 1:46:19 PM
Zeoll takes his attack of opportunity against the spell caster and then follows up with two sword attacks (primary attacks) and two paw attacks (secondary attacks). One longsword attack lands home against AC20, doing 7 hp damage.
The liontaur bard also starts singing a battle anthem: Be brrave, my frriends, in battle met! We fight! We bleed! We strrive! We sweat! We shout forr joy without rregrret! Forr cause that's rright we meet the thrreat!
[OOC: NEXT round everybody gains a +2 morale bonus to saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 morale bonus to attack and weapon damage rolls.]
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday January 15th, 2002 10:47:49 PM
Never taking his eyes from the wemic in front of him he calls out to his group.
"Remember Chosen these people are our own give them mercy if they ask for it even if you don't believe they deserve it."
He advances toward,"Surrender we do not need to kill you. You ahve lost your way in the grief following the death of our great lord Domi. Let us help you to find your path again" he extends his hand palm up,"Rejoin us brother" he pleads
Kenisha d4+1=5 d4+1=5 Tuesday January 15th, 2002 11:39:20 PM
Kenisha not liking Zeoll to be on his own against two of them, casts her magic missile spell against the huge minotaur in the gold battle armor (for a total of 10hp).
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday January 16th, 2002 12:43:51 AM
Ceira continues to concentrate on mimicking Kalon's movements with her image of Domi.
Kale d20+5=22 d8+4=8 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 4:08:28 AM
seeing that Leets is slow to move and now wanting Reyl to start carving up the spellcasters, Kale moves past Kenisha and attacks Reyl, slahsing at him with his longsword(hit AC22 for 8pts of damage). "You shall not get through the door while im standing." Kale tells the old centaur
Raorr d20+9=26 2d6(2+4)+7=13 2d6(4+1)+7=12 2d6(3+5)+7=15 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 6:08:46 AM
Raorr after waiting for ten seconds for Kenisha to tell him which one to attack decides that he'll just do whatever he wants instead.
He moves into the room to the top left corner and with his sword above his head he partial charges #3. "My Blade shall drink your blood Taur. You life is forfeit" he yells at #3 as swings
OOC: First Rolls hits AC 26 Second Roll is Damage from Greatsword Third roll is from double charge effect of armour.. Spend HEro Point to Re-roll damage Fourth Roll is from double charge effect of armour
Troubles getting closer - DM Laurent. d20+7=27 d20+7=26 d2+1=3 d2+1=3 d2+4=5 d20+4=8 d20+3=19 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 8:47:07 AM
The battle goes around the table. Leets is holding the pink & black centaur by the collar when Kale arrives and stabs the cultist in the flank. This one opens his eyes wide to look at the two chosens, and falls on the floor, dead. Flat Top has troubles with avoiding the whiplashes: This minotaur seems to be really "trained" with this weapon! (6 damages). Leets hears Raorr charging behind him, and quickly free the path to let the barbarian strike his target. Raorr stamps on Reyl's body, and strike the spiked leather minotaur. He litteraly pins the minotaur against the wall with his greatsword, and his opponent considers the huge blade in his chest, frightened and surprised. The wemic standing in front of Kale falls on the ground, and nods nervously after glancing at what's happening on the other side of the room. A veil of shadows comes from the hands of the old centaur Zeoll is facing, and he must make a Fortitude save to avoid blindness (DC 14). However, he has enought ime to strike his opponent before the spell is cast. The towering minotaur with the golden armor seems to understand there is a problem on one side of the room, and heads in the direction of Flat-Top, Raorr, Kalon & Leets. He stops, when receiving Kenisha's magic missile, bellows with anger and lifts the table vertically before pushing it with a powerful kick in the direction of Ceira & Kenisha (Reflex save VS 15) to avoid the table while getting closer to the fight.
"You slayed my beloved commanders at the dawn of our reign pityful and ugly creatures! I'll show you the beauty of pure strength and power! I will crush you under my heel like creeping and disgusting bugs!"
Kalon the Wemic d20+3=6 d20+3=14 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 9:58:26 AM
Kalon seeing the table being slammed towards Kenisha and Ceira leaps back he rears up throwing his weight against it to keep it from hitting them.
"Domi hear my call in the place of darkness you are in and help the strength you gave me to be greater"he calls as he pushes against the table.
OOC: He is moving to push the table back and away from hitting them. Taking the damage if necessary to protect Ceira and his beloved. He weighs 820lbs and I rolled a 6. I will spend my final hero point to re-roll the strength roll. Getting a 14 this time by my records I now have no hero points. If I have miscalculated my hero points somehow then he is stil trying to take the damage instead of Kenisha and Ceira.
Zakeria d20+3=14 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 12:11:35 PM
(OOC:Zakeria roled her str + 2 & + 1 blessing and got a 14 which is her strenth? Right?)
Zakeria seeing that Ceria and Kanisha are in trouble and Kalon is putting himself in danger. She deceides to help Kalon with the table. She will pass Kanisha and put her weight pushing back the table along with Kalon weight. "OH! I hope that this is the riht thing to do? After all you Taurs did save me from those horried Love Bugs."
Zakeria(Ceil) Wednesday January 16th, 2002 12:14:30 PM
Sorry I got all wraped up as to what I was going to do. So Ceil is Playing Zakeria (and having a ball doing it to)
Flat-top(hp 32) d20+8=27 d20+6=10 d20+6=11 d8+6=10 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 12:28:36 PM
"Come Now! Raorr! Stop playing with your toys. We have Golden Boy to get." Flat-top will attack #5 with Morning Star and Hooves then Bolck #5 counter attack with his shield. "Hello, Golden Boy, I want you to meet the Chosen Ones. Now did we miss anything importent? Hummm?"
Flat-top Wednesday January 16th, 2002 12:35:00 PM
OOC: Flat-top role to hit weapon 27 hoves was 10 & 11, Damages was 10 with the + 1 blessing.
Zeoll (-10 hp) d20+6=12 d20+6=22 d20+2=14 d20+1=9 d20-2=13 d20-2=3 2d6(3+4)+3=10 d4+1=2 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 1:59:26 PM
The magic overwhelms Zeoll, and everything begins to go black. Then he draws on inner reserves that surprise even him, and through sheer force of will throws off the magical effect. [OOC: failed first save, used a hero point to reroll, made second save.]
Zeoll angrily strikes back, raising his voice in song as he does so ... Give up, oh swine! Throw down your arms! Your puny spell inflicts no harms! Your blows amuse! Your face alarms! You lack the basic social charms!
It may occur to his friends that they have never heard Zeoll resort to insults and taunts before. It may also occur to them that he isn't very good at it! Nonetheless, his song continues to inspire courage in them.
In his anger, Zeoll lashes out at the spell caster before him with swords and paws. He hits AC 14 with his greatsword for 10 hp damage, as well as AC 13 with a paw for 2 hp damage.
Ceira Karwyn d20+6=25 d20+4=24 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 3:54:27 PM
(Concentration=25) While a bit startled by the thrown table, Ceira continues to maintain her illusion on Kalon as he dives in front of the table. From the corner of her eye, she can see that her comrades seem to have things relatively under control. Ceira continues with her illusion in the hopes that the survivors (if any) might be more easily convinced as they watch Kalon triumph. Their Love Cult lackeys would be easier to convince if their leaders did all of the talking.
(OOC: If Kalon and Zakeria fail to stop the table... Reflex=24. I'm getting good rolls. ^_^)
Kenisha d20+3=8 d20+3=14 Wednesday January 16th, 2002 11:40:32 PM
Kenisha is started when the table topples towards her and it seems like she will not get away. But then she sees Kalon risking his life for her and she screams out, "No, Kalon!" and slips , not able to get out of the way fast enough.
(ooc- Rolled an 8 for the Reflex check, spent a hero point and only got 14 on the second roll.)
Raorr (Still with the Group) d20+9=27 2d6(2+4)+13=19 2d6(6+2)+14=22 Thursday January 17th, 2002 5:54:29 AM
Raorr pulls the bloodied blade from the body of his last victim. He watches with a smirk on his face as the table is hurled towards Kenisha. He laughs loudly, in a mocking sort of way and bellows "Well Goldilocks, you just made a mistake. The correct thing to have done was stop me. Now you will learn why!"
Raorr grunts and rages charging the Golden Armour Taur. The magical Greatsword swing fiercely under the raging Minotaur's control. Greatsword in hand.
"In Imod's name I SMITE you and your pitiful cult, no mare shall suffer from the likes of you again." Raorr stares wildly at the remaining Cultists, "Surrender now before your meet my Blade's end, choose wisely, FOr I am Raorr Imod's champion, slayer of infidels. You time is running out!"
OOC: 1st Roll is a Power attack (for 3) charge at Golden armoured one. Hits AC 27 (missed potential crit by one.. dang) 2nd roll is damage roll (2d6+1 for weapon, +3 power attack, +9 for strength & two handed) for 19, but forgot to add bard damage in roll so first portion of attack is 20 3rd roll is damage for the rhino hide property (this time I am remembering to put the bard music +1 into the damage) damage is 22 Total damage is 42
Kale d20+4=23 Thursday January 17th, 2002 9:24:01 AM
seeing the table flying in the air, Kale mutters to himself "I must be crazy" as he moves to help Kalon intercept the table(made strength check of 23)
Blood on gold! - DM Laurent Thursday January 17th, 2002 10:08:08 AM
Ceira quickly jumps on the side to avoid the huge falling table, but Kenisha and Zakeria, focused on their spells, see it too late! Hopefully, Kalon, Kale and Leets manage to stop it and push it in the opposite direction. Flat-Top and Raorr deal deadly damages to the minotaur leader, but he still manages to hit Raorr with one of his golden morningstars (7 damages) before falling backward heavily. The old centair Zeoll is fighting finally seems more agile than he looked, and our wemic friend misses. On the contrary, he receives a quaterstaff strike (5 damages). Flat-Top is looking at the fallen minotaur on the ground when he feels a whiplash on his back! The spiked leather minotaur is still alive and attacking him while walking backward! (3 damages). The wemic Shaff, when he sees their leader falling, makes one step backward to avoid the falling table and holds his hand up his head. Finally, the table falls on the ground, somehow breaks, and crushes the now lying minotaur body... The spiked leather minotaur and the old centaur walk backward, defending themselves and looking at Shaff, glancing at them like meaning: "It's not my fault!".
Kalon the Wemic Thursday January 17th, 2002 10:47:30 AM
Kalon looks at the remaining crushed remains of the one gold armoured minotaur then at the others,"In the name of Domi surrender or you'll all meet the same end as your leader. We can forgive your foolish lack of faith but only if you surrender now" he calls moving back toward Shaff and the remaining cultists,"We have shown you that the strength of Domi still exists within each of us. Surrender and we will help you find the strength Domi left within each of you."
Fla-top d20+8=20 d20+6=14 d20+6=24 d8+6=12 d4+4=8 d4+4=6 Thursday January 17th, 2002 11:21:36 AM
Flat-top reacting to whip lash, "Well! I see you still want to play, Do You? Brace your whip because I'm going to pound the fertilizer out of you!" Flat-top is on Spikie (#3) in one leap, hitting him with the Morning Star, then rears and hits him with his hooves.
Zakeria(Ceil) d8+6=9 Thursday January 17th, 2002 11:48:24 AM
"OH! My! These Taurs are getting hurt, I better get ready to heal." Zakeria is thinking about what the fighters has told her. 'Yes I see that I do need help in my work and I do need protection.' Zakeria see's that she cannot go around Kanisha and Kale, not enough room. So she'll go around Kale (15') and heal Raorr (of 9hp).
Kenisha d4+1=3 d4+1=2 Friday January 18th, 2002 2:41:01 AM
Kenisha's eyes flash with anger at the minotaur in gold. "Your reign? Your so called reign is based on a deck of terror and pain! A house which can not stand against Courage and Unity!"
With that she blasts him again with her magic missile spell. (total of 5HP. Does the bardic Inspire Courage damage bonus work with spell damage? If it does, add 2 to that)
Raorr attacks yet again (Rage round #2 of 8) d20+10=22 2d6(6+4)+14=24 2d6(1+6)+14=21 Friday January 18th, 2002 7:20:28 AM
Raorr see number 4 and Charges him his blade aimed straight at the taurs chest. "Hmph, tough skin on last one" HE looks down on his chest and sees where he was hit and shakes "That tingled, if that's the best you taurs can do your in trouble"
OOC: 1st roll attack on #4 (Power attack for 3) 2nd and 3rd roll is damage as per before total 45
AC is still 15
No surrender! - DM Laurent d20+4=11 d100=58 d20+4=8 d20+7=17 d20+7=9 Friday January 18th, 2002 8:49:34 AM
The last two commanders prepare to defend their skins until the end, they also are calling for guards now. The old centaur (4), tries to strike Raorr as he charges, but misses. He desesperatly tries to hit Zeoll one last time, yelling: "May all of you be cursed! By Caeroldra's power! Be cursed and may your lives be led by hatred rather than love! Aaaaaagh!" and finally falls under Raorr's mighty strikes. Flat Top avoids two more whiplashes, and hits the spiked leather minotaur, who falls, KO. Kenisha once again attacks the body of the fallen minotaur, who now definitively dead. Shaff is standing against the wall, hands up his head and looking at Kalon, and would be pale if his fur wasn't already white...
Kale Friday January 18th, 2002 9:37:37 AM
seeing that everything is under controll, Kale moves back out the room and moves to where the guards dissapeared to, expecting them to return any minuet
Zeoll (-15 or -6) d8+2=9 Friday January 18th, 2002 10:00:18 AM
[OOPS! Missed a post! Darn it!]
Zeoll looks around for maps and battle plans, and takes them.
He also looks for portable wealth and possible magic items, and takes that as well.
The liontaur urges Kenisha to order a strategic retreat before reinforcements arrive. "And let us take this one with us" -- he motions to Shaff -- "as a hostage to the good behavior of our enemies."
If he has time, he casts Cure Light Wounds (bardic) on himself.
Kalon the Wemic Friday January 18th, 2002 10:27:55 AM
Kalon moves towards Shaff,"You see now the power of Domi still coursing in our blood. It still dwells within you. It was his wish that all taurs live in peace. Yet if our hand is forced we will strike against the enemy with all the fury that Domi has granted us. You still have a duty to your people your to Domi's embrace and you will know love again. As even in his death he still has love for his children. Even his wayward children. As you are the last leader of these people you will need to explain to them what you have learned and guide them in a better path. Will you do this?"
Flat-top Friday January 18th, 2002 2:27:09 PM
"I agree with Kalon and Zeoll, he should be taken back to the Hearthold. (Flat-top smiles) Females do any of you have a handkerchief, we have some shackles here and we have a cape with a hood. Come on! I'll march you out my self." Flat-top will gag and shackle Shaff, also put the cape and the hood to cover his head. Flat-top will march the prisoner out from under their nose.
Zackeria(Ceil) Friday January 18th, 2002 2:46:21 PM
Zackeria don't know what to do first, but give Flat-top a piece of cloth for a gag and her cape. Then turns to Kanisha and Ceira and tells them "I knew that they were mean but I did not know that they would go oout of their way to hurt and kill people. They are not right, I'm glade that you let me come along and see the truth for myself." Zakeria smiles and adds "Shall we go and get that filly out of that cell and take her with us?"
Ceira Karwyn Saturday January 19th, 2002 1:30:43 PM
Ceira shudders as the striking words of the curse from the old centaur pierces her soul. "Argh! Why me!? I hate curses! I will NOT let this one get to me either!"
Ceira runs out the door and heads towards the prisoner's cell. The set of keys rattle in her hand as she runs. You can't tell whether it's due to the rigorous running or whether her hands are trembling on their own. "No hatred... no hatred... no hatred..." she mutters to herself as she runs.
Kenisha Monday January 21st, 2002 12:02:18 AM
(ooc- Oops my bad, I was confused as to who was still up. Didn't mean to do overkill on a corpse. <blush, LOL>)
"We shall endevor to take all of the prisoners with us, Zackeria. Got everyting Zeoll? Need a hand? Okay folks, let's go."
ooc-Heading back the way we came.
Time for Justice - DM Laurent Monday January 21st, 2002 9:20:12 AM
The Chosens quickly but solidly tie up two prisonners (Shaff & the spiked leather minotaur) with a rope, and Kenisha manages to open the cells. The prisoners who can help the others to leave the caves, and everybody heads for the seashore. The guards who were at this entrance have disappeared, as if somebody suddenly called them somewhere else: there is burned rabbit on the fire, and playing cards are still on the floor. On the hill where is Fort Love, there seem to be a chaotic bustle, with orders beeing yelled, sound of whistles and people fighting together. The Chosens and the prisonners find a couple of boats, and all together leave this unfriendly shore. You have a hard time persuading the prisonners not to throw the two commanders in the depth right now and lynch them without a trial. At dawn, you arrive in sight of the Hearthold Keep, and are welcomed with acclamations by the settlers. The settlement soldiers bring the two cultists to the jail, while the prisoners rescued by the Chosens are given food, healing and beds. As you are walking in the direction of the Keep, you can see that several wooden houses recently built have been deserted. Although everybody was prepared for the battle that could take place, people looked more ready to defend their home than to give it up, and it sounds strange...You keep walking between the barricades and ranks of armed settlers, when you suddenly hear a "GOOOONNNNNNGGG!", and a voice coming closer. Soon you can see a wemic with a long beard, dressed with a dirty toga, holding a brass gong, striking on it and repeating:
"THE END OF THE WOLD! THE END OF THE WOLD! REPENT YOURSELF! THE END OF THE WOLD! THE END OF THE WOLD! PREPARE YOUR SOUL!"
Kalon the Wemic Monday January 21st, 2002 7:04:53 PM
Irritated by this latest bit of foolishness Kalon approaches the wemic. He can't believe so many have collapsed in despair and fallen to foolish beliefs. For a moment he wonders why he has not but to him his path seems crystal clear.
"What foolsihness are you spouting about greybeard" aunable to keep his irritation from his voice
Zackeria(Ceil) Monday January 21st, 2002 8:34:03 PM
Zackeria Turns and listens to what the old wemic and a dirty one at that. "Kalon I don't think I can do any thing for demented ones?". Turns and ask, " Are you a friend of The Chosen Ones?"
Flat-top Monday January 21st, 2002 8:39:58 PM
Flat-top is suprise at the wemic with the gong. "Hey! Kanisha! I think we need you over here."
Kenisha Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 12:17:49 AM
ooc- Hey Flat-top! the name is KENisha not KANisha. ;)
Kenisha trots over to Kalon and the old wemic. She addresses the elder politely, "Why do you proclaim such, good father?"
Zeoll d20+7=10 Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 12:43:28 AM
After escaping with the prisoners, Zeoll says, "We'll never get these villains across the bridge to the Keep -- only those who beleive in Taur unity can cross or even see it. We'll have to use boats."
The wemic does not do well on the trip -- he tends to get seasick.
Once the group is ashore, Zeoll sees the prisoners into cells under the Keep. "Only us Chosen and the Keep staff know how to escape those tunnels," he says, "and I prefer to keep these two close by, guarded by Hearthold soldiers."
He doesn't say that he might not trust the common folk with the job of holding the prisoners secure.
When the old wemic comes by, Zeoll listens carefully to the elder and tries to judge his honesty and intentions. (Sense Motive check 10. oh well.)
Raorr ignore's the old fool Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 2:24:09 AM
He grumbles to himself "Another crazed one, this one is not a threat"
Raorr looks to KENisha and says, in a semi-serious way "Please Tell this fool to stop banging that thing before I bang it with his head. I've killed twice today, I don't want to make the third a dirty old man, it would soil may mood."
The minotaur barbarian continues to walk unless the banging doesn't stop.
Kale Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 9:10:20 AM
"We have heard that before." Kale says to no one in paticular as he walks on
Divine Chaos
Bad news - DM Laurent. Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 9:39:24 AM
A couple of orders are given, and the two prisoners are reluctantly brought to the Heartkeep, and the settlement soldiers bitterly abandon them to the Heart Guard.
"Wise are the ones who listen to me! Wise are you young Taurs!"
Says the old wemic with a gong.
"A friend I am, or I would never have come! A poor blind old wemic I am! No weapon! No money! Nothing to gain nor to lose! Just the signs and the dreams to share!"
"I saw it the entrails of the cattle, before I gave my herd! I saw it in the flight of the birds, before I left the skies I was living under! Now I have given my eyes! And even more clearly I see it! THE END OF THE WOLD! PREPARE YOUR SOUL! The gods fall! The gods rise! A cosmic chaos is shaking the skies! Listen to me, I am no ennemy! I brought no brass edge, but only knowledge!"
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 1:28:08 PM
Taking a deep breath to lessen his irritation he looks at the bearded wemic,"Listen old one since our return we have found many who have lost faith. Many who have tried to fill the empty void left with the death of our great lord Domi with something...anything. I asked you what you were talking about and recieved a large number of words which sounded like an answer but had little in the way of real answers. Speak plainly for riddles will not help us to understand plain words and plain explaination are what we need to understand."
Flat-top Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 4:03:17 PM
"Yes! KENisha, I love the fire in your eyes and the way you toss your beautiful hair. I like the way you stomp the ground." Flat-top said with a grin. "Oh! by the way what to do with this old wemic, Get a room ready for him and listen to his dreams and stories?"
Zakeria(Ceil) Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 4:10:28 PM
Zakeria looks to Kenisha and ask, "Do you think that we should at lest listen to him for a little while? He does look hungry and tired?" Zakeria will go over to Raorr and will try cure light wounds on him.
Kenisha Tuesday January 22nd, 2002 8:22:53 PM
"Flattery will get you nowhere today, FLAt-top." Kenisha says with a sigh.
To the old wemic she says, "Please come inside, eat and rest. But please, when we do speak again, let's use less dramatics." With that she will lead the way in to the keep and asks that water and food be brought.
Zeoll Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 12:07:00 AM
"Yourr worrds rring trrue to me, grrandfatherr," Zeoll says. "Long have ourr people known that the mysterries of the Wold arre rrevealed in the commonplace omens you mention. My own mentorr, a shaman named Frrith, told me so himself."
Zeoll kneels before the older wemic. "It is trrue, then, as I fearred, that Trroubles arre indeed coming! I hope to help ourr people, and all Taurrs, prreparre as best we can."
At this point Zeoll's voice seems somewhat more anxious, and he reaches out to take the elder's hand. "But what do we need to do, wise one?"
"How should we prrepare!?!"
Kale Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 9:07:26 AM
remembering that Domi once spoke to him through others, Kale's heart softens a bit and goes over to the old wemic. "Here, ill lead you in." Kale says to the wemic as he takes his arm and leads him in. "You pay a heavy price to tell us this. Why choose us to tell?" Kale asks as they walk into the keep
And even more - DM Laurent Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 11:06:42 AM
"Thanks young Taur...My way was long and little my rest..." says the old wemic holding Kale's arm.
"I'll go were you lead me, for you seem thirsty for knowledge and answers..."
"OLD ONE! OLD ONE!" yells an approaching wemic running in your direction.
"Excuse him please! He probably doesn't even know he's talking to the Chosen!" Says the wemic. "Gran'pa, you are bothering everybody with your dreams and prophecies, those are important people, and probably have much to do, the lunch is almost ready, and we were worried about you!"
"QUIET!" answers the old bearded wemic. "I perfectly know who I am talking to and what I am saying! Perhaps I have lost my eyes but not my reason! The dreams I'm offered perhaps sound strange to you my grandson, but with age you'll learn to be wiser about the signs sent by the gods, and dreams are great ones!"
"They all take me for a fool! But I do know what I've seen, even if it was with the eyes of the soul and not flesh ones!"
"Months ago, our tribe witnessed Domi's death, as well as all the Taurs, and we did hear his last words: "HAVE COURAGE!". The first signs appeared while I was keeping my herd! And I read in the vine, in the sheep's liver, that dark times were ahead! I told them: We must leave this place, and move away, or we'll starve and our children will be sick! But they didn't listen to me, and the grasshoppers wreaked havoc in our fields! The game disappeared from the forest, and I saw - with my own eyes, a flight of seven gooses, coming from the right, beeing attacked by a vulture, who once used to remain in the shadow! And the first goose, the one who was flying first, fell cruelly on the ground! And many evil beasts came and feasted on its body! And all the remaining gooses broke the flight, and flew in their own direction!"
"This time, they listened to me! And they left our village before the children fell! Wise were they! We were traveling, searching for answers, and for what the god expected from us, and we visited many holy places, now filled with darkness, impostors, and evil! Only in the true places of faith I had dreams, showing me upset thrones and black fires! I saw the face of true evil, and burned my eyes for what they saw! Then I began to see it! True gods falling! Impostors claiming divinity! Gods overthrown and gods rising from shadows! A great whirlpool shaking the quiet surface of the Wold pantheon, and chaos shaking the rules of all things!!!"
The old wemic sits down, suddenly upset and shaking nervously. He looks very tired and about the nervous breakdown.
"Chhh Gran'Pa, you know it's no good for you to tell all those things....I'll explain them what happened later."
"As Gran'Pa said, we went on a journey, like a pilgrimage, since we had nowhere else to go, it didn't sound like a wrong idea...We traveled far and high, we saw the streets of Lankhmar and the clouds of Plateau City! We saw stangest things, and for weeks we lived among humans, and discovered Taurs living among them...A couple of weeks ago Gran'Pa had another dream, and well...I don't know how to explain it, but what he said happened: There is an arena, a huge one, on the floating city, and Gran'Pa said that the gods would meet there, so we went. In the middle was an old human, radiating with peace and wisdom, there were thousand there, but one could have heard a wasp flying! Then arrived another human, and it was like some kind of eclipse! I mean that it was as if he darkened the other one's light! And just after appearing, everybody whispered "Marteaus! It must be Marteaus! Do you think it's Marteaus!" The two beeings didn't look like friends, and we could litteraly feel it in the air, like electricity. And then they talked, although I didn't manage to hear what they said, talking of a "second one". I now remember seeing the woman at this moment! It was as if she was there during all the time, but bathed in the others presence! The one they were calling Marteau pulled her by his side and kissed her. She smiled, took something around her neck, and threw it on the ground: the whispers in the crowd grew louder, and some even left the place! She put something else around her neck, looked like a snake, although I didn't see it clearly...They talked again, and the Old One looked sad. He shook his head, and took a deep breathing, looking around. Then the other laughed, and nodded at the woman. Another woman appeared, and talked to the woman with the strange new pendant, standing by her side. Even more people left the place, and there was some kind of panic in the arena. The one called Marteaus laughed louder, cruelly, and the Old One talked seriously, shaking his head. Then everybody looked at each other in the arena, although I didn't understand why at first: then I saw that the woman who just arrived stood by the Old One side, and the Old One was slightly smiling. She took on the ground the thing the other woman threw on the ground, and put it around her own neck after removing her own pendant. There were people around wearing masks, and they removed it, looking at each other and wondering what to do...Then the one called Marteaus turned angry, yelled at the Old One face, and said - my! It shaked even my very bones! - "This is the beginning of the end for The Gods of Wold! Let it begin." And then they all disappeared. The Old One seemed very sad and was about to say something, but I'm not sure...Gran'Pa was behind me, and put his hand on my shoulder...I realised that his blind eyes were crying...I think that's all...Later on this evening, Gran'Pa explained me that the Old One who looked sad was Alemi, and the angry one was Marteau. The two women were Caeroldra, the one who stood by the angry side, and the other is called The One, and got the pendant the other one threw away...I don't think I can tell you more, except that Gran'Pa had told what would happen almost one week before...Maybe he can tell more to you when he gets better..."
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 12:22:43 PM
Kalon listens quietly as the old wemic speaks still irritated by the dramatics attached to his speaking. When the younger one tells his story it is almost a relief in it's manner.
"Thank you now that was more helpful" he says to the younger wemic,"At least it is more direct."
Looking at Kenisha,"It was inevitable that after he defeated Domi he would attempt war with any other gods of goodness. This Matereus wants to spread his evil influence. I still think our best option is to find a way to restore Domi to his rightful place. Certainly we should fight the minions of these dark gods anywhere we find them. However we should still focus on returning Domi"
Zakeria (Ceil) Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 1:12:28 PM
Zakeria stands beside Kenisha, listening to the Old Wemic's dreams and then to the grandsons interpretation of his Elder's dream. Zakeria whispers to Kenisha."I think we should encourage and listen to this Seer. I think he's telling the truth. Let's follow them."
Flat-top Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 1:17:54 PM
Now Flat-top is intrested, he reasons that if Kale (who is very shy.) Take the Old One for food and rest, Kale is on to something. "Wait for me. Kale I open the door for you." Flat-top will follow and listen to what ever the Dreams this old Wemic has to relate.
Kenisha Wednesday January 23rd, 2002 11:40:53 PM
Kenisha listens to both the old wemic and his grandson. She nods her head as she says, "Thank you both for your words. There is much truth in them. The vision of the geese and the vulture has more that one meaning to me. The first is obvious, the fall of Domi to Marteaus and the resulting chaos amongst the Gods. The second is that our downfall will come if we do not stay together and work together to combat the evil."
"If Domi can be brought back, we will do all we can to make it happen."
Turning to Zeoll and the others learned in religion she asks, "Can you tell us more of the meaning of the meeting of the Gods and the importance of the pendants? Obviously the gods are taking sides, but how can we use this knowedge the most?"
Kale Thursday January 24th, 2002 6:02:03 AM
"That is a very disturbing dream." Kale says to the wemic. "But id still like to know why you made your way here? What made you feel the need to tell us this?"
Zeoll Thursday January 24th, 2002 7:27:12 AM
Zeoll looks somewhat stunned at this news. "I'm glad I honorr all the gods now, since it seems to me that any given one could verry well die beforre I do!"
[OOC: Which reminds me, Laurent -- any word on when Zeoll will get his druid powers back?]
Answering Kenisha, Zeoll speculates. "I am not yet verrsed in the arrts of the seerr, so I can only guess. Maybe the pendant was some badge of alliance or token of belonging to one side orr anotherr?"
"Eitherr way, these tidings suggest that morre Trroubles arre ahead -- and we need to prreparre ourr people as best we can."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday January 24th, 2002 11:55:29 AM
Looking towards Kenisha he said,"Maybe the pendant was a symbol of Caeroldra's alliance to either Domi or Alemi. She cast it aside to join Marteau and the other woman I suspect was probably sister or daughter to Caeroldra and picked up the amulet to confirm her alliance to Alemi. Wether these alliances were in the form of marriages or just alliances it amounts to the same things gods picking sides."
More details about divine events - DM Laurent Friday January 25th, 2002 9:17:06 AM
You, the old Seer and his grandson, all come back at the Keep, to have lunch and talk a little bit more. The young wemic tell you hat his name is Sak'Heti, and his grandfather's name is Sak'Wha. It looks like the old blind wemic won't say more today, and just mutters incomprehensible words, as if he was half sleeping or delirious.
"It's like this since Domi's death." Explains Sak'Heti, alittle bit confused. "At first we thought he had turned mad, like some healers we knew, but with time it looked like the things he was seeing or dreaming of were really happening...".
"We have heard of you, and it a great honor to be guests at your own table Chosen, however, I have to tell you that we didn't come especially to see you. In fact, we came here to see the reunited heart, and more particularly the statues that, according to the rumor, have raised from fragments and dust. Grand'Pa wants to visit as much places of faith as he can during our pilgrimage, and he says that the Heartkeep is a great one as well as an important symbol of our unity."
"However, whe, we arrived yesterday, rumors about he end of the Wold were already there. It looks like the news have traveled quickly, and it's true hat many seers have been telling such things in the places we visited. Sometimes hey weren't true ones, but quite often Gran'Pa has been talking with them and said they were sharing his own knowledge of hidden things. Whoever came here before us, it looks like many people were convinced, and left the place for an underground shelter built on Wemic Island. They claim to be a religious community welcoming all Taurs to prepare for the end of the Wold."
"As for the pendants. Gran'Pa explained me that Caeroldra gave up her Love Goddess status -which explains why she threw away her old pendant - to become a new goddess. I don't know what is her new domain excatly, but from what I heard, her new symbol is a double-headed snake kissing itself. As for the One, she took Caeroldra's pendant as well as her role of Love Goddess if you want to know what I think..."
As if illustrating Sak'Heti words, a centaur messenger from the settlement guard arrives in the kitchen, and clears his throat.
"Hahem...Excuse me, but there is something strange on the shore. There are Taurs arriving on boats, mainly Minotaurs. They say they are coming from Fort Love, and some look really wounded. They say they don't want to follow the evil cultists anymore, and that they have been fooled by their goddess...They ask for hospitality and asylum, and healing for those who are wounded..."
Flat-top Friday January 25th, 2002 10:45:49 AM
Flat-top stands by the windows looking at nothing, just there and listening to what is going on. But when the guard arrived, Flat-top will go and see what is happening.
"Something strange on shore? Boats arriving with Minotaurs?" Flat-top turns and ask the rest of the party, "I thing we are needed at the shore right now. With food, healing potions and swords."
Zakeria(Ceil) Friday January 25th, 2002 10:58:25 AM
"Here! Here! Your Grandfather is very tired. As you can see now that he has eaten a little meal, he cannot keep his eyes open. Come I'll show you your room so that both of you can rest." Zakeria rises and adds,"Tomorow you'll all go and see the Heart, now come I'll show you where you can rest...!"
Apon seeing Flat-top reentering the dinning hall, saying something like needing help, Healing potions and OH! my swords. "I'll be right there!" she said,"I'll just show these taurs to a room, Then I'll be ready."
Kenisha Friday January 25th, 2002 11:48:05 AM
"Thank you, Zakeria." Kenisha says with a nod.
To the others she adds, "I knew there was something seriously wrong with those cultists. Let's go see what we can do for these minotaurs and just to be safe, be on the lookout for cultists hidden amongst the injured and refugees."
With that Kenisha takes off for the shore.
Kalon the Wemic Friday January 25th, 2002 12:25:28 PM
Kalon says to Kenisha,"I know it may not be very hospitable on our part but I think we should be cautious with these people. Only allow the wounded on the island for now and have the rest wait on the shore till we can be sure. Also if we don't already I think we should have a constant guard on the sacred heart chamber. Any who want to strike at us could cause alot of harm by striking in that chamber."
Zeoll d20+7=23 Sunday January 27th, 2002 10:38:59 AM
"Kalon, that's a grreat idea," Zeoll says. "We need to make surre that therre arre guarrds posted arround the Hearrt Chamberr at all times. And the Frront Doorr should be closed and locked when we arre not therre, do you think? Forr now at least."
Zeoll makes sure the door is locked and joins the group going to the shore where the Minotaurs have landed.
He talks with the minotaurs and listens carefully, trying to get a hunch about their true motives and sincerity (Sense Motive roll 23).
He takes off his armor and uses his bardic magic to cure one minotaur (cast cure light wounds). But there are others who seem badly wounded. Zeoll remembers how he used to cure others in Domi's name. His heart opens in a silent, spontaneous prayer:
"oh gods -- Alemi, Donyra, Wardd, Kerracles, and all who knew and loved Domi -- if only I could help these people. If only you could act through me ..."
Ceira Karwyn Sunday January 27th, 2002 8:42:00 PM
"Yes Kalon," comments Ceira. "it is better to approach with caution. We should ask them about their injuries and why they chose to come to us." Ceira then proceeds to follow the others out.
Raorr watches Sunday January 27th, 2002 8:54:11 PM
Staying away from most people Raorr remians quiet. The realization of Imod's fate finally begins to get through to him.
Real blood for true gods - DM Laurent Monday January 28th, 2002 7:37:00 AM
The Chosens walk in the direction of the seashore, and see that an efficient security line has been displayed. Not only are the barricades and pits prepared for he battle are still here, but a long line of Taurs with wooden spikes faces the area where boats can be seen. Behind the first line of guards another long line of Taurs holding bows or crossbows can also be seen, and a whispering crowd holding tools or improvised weapons is looking suspiciously at the sea. The Taurs on the small boats don't really look agressive. They shake white flags sometimes, but mainly seem to wait for an answer, calmly. From the seashore, many among the cultists seem to have dirty bandages, crutches, or simply obvious wounds on their faces or bodies. A couple of minutes of talking are enough to check their intentions (thanks to Zeoll), and they even agree to throw all the weapons they can have aboard in the water - They even throw heart-shaped weapons or shields wihtout hesitating. One by one, the boats are allowed to reach the shore, always under the vigilant eye of the settlement guard. The wounds are true, and so are the deads among the refugees... Everybody does his or her best to help, checking for hidden weapons, healing wounds, or leading the most wounded to beds (or bringing beds on the shore). So much sadness and blood is too much for Zeoll, who uses all his knowledge and magic to heal the betrayed followers of True Love. The sun is about to rise when a young centaur, formerly a scout, who tried to free the last prisoners of Fort Love, is brought to him. A deep, deadly wound can be seen in his flank, and the clothes of the young soldier are drenched with blood. He is breathing badly, and each inspiration seem to be more difficult. Zeoll, exhausted and helpless, glances at the dying stars, and desperatly prays the gods:
"oh gods -- Alemi, Donyra, Wardd, Kerracles, and all who knew and loved Domi -- if only I could help these people. If only you could act through me ..."
And suddenly, a feeling both new and familiar comes to Zeoll. The warm and peaceful tickling of divine magic flows through his body, and reaches the wound of the young centaur. Under Zeoll's eyes, he wound shrinks, and the blood stops. The young scout now seems to sleep, breathing slightly and regularly...
Kale Monday January 28th, 2002 9:15:49 AM
observing everything from afar, Kale doesnt move to help any of the minotaurs. pulling out his bow, Kale plays with the bowstring a bit, wondering if he will have to use it soon
Fla-top Monday January 28th, 2002 12:48:35 PM
Flat-top carries the supplies on his back and goes back and forth to bring back all that is needed. Flat-top trots back to Ceira and Kenisha and ask, "Is there any thing else I can get you for these Taurs. OH! A young bull calf? and a honored scout at that? Is he going to be all right?" Flat-top turns to The females, "How many of the one who are unable to walk or trot, are ready to take back to the Keep? I'll take this little one now if he's ready?"
Zakeria(Ceil) Monday January 28th, 2002 1:04:32 PM
Zakeria is very busy helping this one and that one, She even help give birth to a female Minotaur Who could not go any further, "Mother and calf is doing fine." She said to someone behind her. "Carry her to that tree over there and let her rest. Here's a blanket or two for the three of you." Zakeria walks to Zeoll, "Oh! My! They answered your prayers, you have your healing powers back. You see Zeoll, Domi had a lot of friends. I'm so happy for you." As Zakeria look for another one to help, she come across Kale, "I'm glad that you are looking out for our safety, Your doing a wonderful job. But even so I don't feel too safe and I don't know why?"
Zeoll Monday January 28th, 2002 5:17:51 PM
Zeoll is very grateful, to the gods for their help and to Zakeria for her kind words. "Thank you," he says.
"I think we should bring the wounded into places of safety, either here in Beach Village or up to the Keep."
Zeoll also feels nervous. There are too many ill omens, and it makes him feel nervous.
Kenisha Tuesday January 29th, 2002 12:24:59 AM
Kenisha, tired after helping out as much as she can, looks around. "Yes, I think you're right Zeoll. Those that can be moved and still need to be watched over for their injuries, we should take to the keep. The rest can stay either here or closer towards the Keep."
Moving closer to each of the Chosen in turn, she tells them quietly, "Keep you eyes sharp tonight."
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday January 29th, 2002 10:53:05 AM
Ceira blinks blankly at the wound that Zeoll just healed. "Wow... all it took were a few words. The dieties shine upon you with much favor Zeoll."
She turns back to the wounded and helps with the transfer of patients.
In the night - DM Laurent Tuesday January 29th, 2002 11:14:58 AM
As planned by the Chosens, orders are given so that the most heavily wounded are brought to the Keep while the others stay at a campaign hospital once designed to heal the victims of the cultists and not the (ex)cultists themselves. Moanings and people crying can be heard all the evening long. The Heartguard has been mobilized, and reinforced at the Heartchamber access. Suddenly, while most of the Chosen are talking with Sak'Heti about the omens and what he saw, half a dozen of guards can be seen running in the doorway of the Heartkeep, they look at each other, and come to the chosens. At the same time, Taeken, who has been helping with the prisoners for hours, appears in the room.
The Heart Guard looks curiously at the Chosens, and asks:
"But what are you doing? Isn't there a battle outside!?!? a couple of settlement soldiers came while we where guarding the Heart Chamber and said that we were under attack and that reinforcements were needed!!!"
Taeken hits his forehead with his paw, and adds:
"Oh no! Now I know where are the threee wounded cultists who disappeared!"
Flat-top Tuesday January 29th, 2002 2:37:39 PM
Flat-top Look at the others, "I was afraid of this. We have a fight on our hands. We have to know where they are coming from." Then look to Kenisha and ask," May I go out and see where the main body of their army is, Kanisha?"
Zakeria(Ceil) Tuesday January 29th, 2002 2:54:02 PM
Zakeria heart grows cold when she hears the news. First the minotaurs all hurt and needing of help. Then these three cultists disappearing? Flat-top is right some taur should go and spy and as much information as posable. "But it will not be you Flat-top, it will be me!" she tell herself. Putting on a black cloak and sneaking out the door without letting anyone know where she is going. And silently as the breeze, she was gone.
Zeoll Tuesday January 29th, 2002 7:17:26 PM
If Zeoll personally recognizes these Heart Guards, then ...
"Kenisha," Zeoll says, "I suggest that these loyal Hearrtguarrds should barr the doorrs frrom the inside and stand guarrd over the Hearrt. Leets, maybe you could help keep watch?"
"Then the rrest of us can go check this attack out."
If Zeoll does not recognize these Heart Guards, then he will be suspicious, and suggest that the strangers come with him out of the Keep.
But in both cases, Zeoll gives top priority to whatever Kenisha asks.
Kenisha Tuesday January 29th, 2002 8:15:29 PM
Kenisha's eyes grow big with fear. "I fear the attack is just a diversion! The Heart! To the Heart Chamber with all speed!"
Without waiting to see of the others follow her orders or not, Kenisha takes off as fast as she can race through the halls to the Heart's Chamber. She mentally prepares herself for combat.
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday January 29th, 2002 11:28:05 PM
Kalon stands confused by the others reactions. "I think the guards on the chamber have been diverted here" he says as he looks at the HEART GUARDS here. He turns running after Kenisha with all his speed.
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=9 Wednesday January 30th, 2002 2:14:49 AM
While running behind Kenisha she asks, "What could they possibly be doing in the Heart Chamber? Take the heart?"
(OOC: What's the estimated weight of it based soley on observation? Appraise=9... Oops, maybe not. Not sure if that's the right skill to use. ^_^)
Kale Wednesday January 30th, 2002 8:34:32 AM
"Search all the wounded for weapons. Anyone carrying any must be locked up immediatly!" Kale shouts to the guards as he takes off after the others
Unwanted guests - DM Laurent Wednesday January 30th, 2002 11:08:18 AM
A quick look through the narrow windows of the Keep is sufficient to see that there is no battle outside. No noise, no soldiers shouting, no metal striking metal. All the guards are still where they should be, by pairs on the dirt way snaking to the settlement, or at their usual places. From this point of view, the settlement also seems to be quiet, and only little groups of five or six Taurs holding pikes can be seen on the shore, seriously doing their soldier job. More or less quickly, you realize that the real problem is at the Heart Chamber, which must be the real target. Kenisha, Ceira and Kalon, followed by Kale and then the others, are the first arrived at the Heart Chamber (Ceira, you think that at least five Taurs would be needed just to lift the heart -- Cayzle, tell me if I'm wrong...). Here are three Taurs, two minotaurs and a centaur, bent over something near the wall. One of them suddenly see the arriving Chosens, and shouts : « HOLD THEM ! HOLD THEM AS LONG AS YOU CAN ! » One minotaur and the centaur, both holding a large steel shield, rush in your direction, trying to block the entrance. The two Taurs have lances, and try to keep you away, defending as well as they can, a spark of madness in their eyes. During this time, the remaining minotaur is still bent on...a small barrel, with BLUE VINE written on it. Whatever the minotaur is holding, he makes swift moves with his hands, and sparkles can be seen falling on the ground. Suddenly, he looks at you, looking half amazed, half mad, he shouts, and charges in your direction, yelling: « IF OUR GODDESS DOESN'T GET IT, NOBODY WILL ! HAHAHA ! ». While his voice dies in the middle of the battle noises, another noise, perhaps even more terrible, can be heard :
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=12 Wednesday January 30th, 2002 4:01:06 PM
Without hesitation Kalon rushes toward the three crazed taurs. At the last second he dodges and dives into a roll past them. With so many around he can't avoid them all.
OOC: Will attempt to tumble through adjacent squares past them to get to the bomb. Target for that is 15 (Got a 12 so they can have attacks of opportunity) If I have to go through an enemy square the target is 25 (still failed) either way I can roll up to 20ft through them. If necessary I will do a double move or even run. If I can do it in a half move he will ignore the damage he takes and try to yank the fuse out. AC 17 vs Attacks of opportunity if running AC 15
Flat-top d20+7=27 d20+7=18 d8+5=12 d8+5=12 d20=4 d20=1 Wednesday January 30th, 2002 5:13:18 PM
OOC:first roll is a crit hit (ac 27), second hit (ac 18)Damages are 12 hit points each (24hp); Hooves attack hit only air.
Flat-top rushes in behind Kale, he tell Kale "Watch out for the ones with the lances. I don't have my bow!" Flat-top takes on the stupid Centaur with the large shield, but Flat-top hit with all the force he can muster and put it onto his Morning Star. Then Flat-top rears up and hits with his hooves. "Raorr Get That Minotaur with the wine barrel. While we take care of the one with the tooth pick here."
Zeoll leaps! d20+34=47 d20=3 Wednesday January 30th, 2002 11:26:28 PM
Zeoll watches Kalon's attempt to defuse the situation.
Then, running and taking to the air like a bird, Zeoll makes an incredible running jump attempting to leap over the taurs blocking the way (Roll check 47 -- I'll run the numbers on height of jump tomorrow!). He thanks goodness he got this Ring of Jumping in the Catacombs!
As he lands, Zeoll tries to knock the barrel away from the Heart. (What kind of roll? My unmodified d20 = 3).
Kenisha 2d4(4+3)=7 Thursday January 31st, 2002 12:35:02 AM
Kenisha centers her sleep spell behind and between the two taurs blocking their way with lances, hoping to catch both of them with the spell.
Raorr (Still with the Group) Thursday January 31st, 2002 5:16:20 AM
Raorr follows the group solely because it seems execpted. RAorr watches Flat-top attack and looks to Kenisha to give him orders "Kenisha, you know and I know that if I attack I will kill those I oppose, are you sure you want him dead or do you want him alive. I may be a barbarian and even a loose cannon but you are the leader and you should give the orders not Flat-top. If you plan to unite the taurs you must start by leading them Tell them what to do, or else there is no point in having leadership."
OOC: I thought this was mentioned before but I guess I'll have to repeat myself.
Attention Flat-top... You CAN NOT make more than ONE attack if you move more than 5 feet in a round. Making multiple Attacks require a Full-Attack action.
Kale d20+2=19 d6=1 Thursday January 31st, 2002 9:28:06 AM
seeing spells going off and people attacking the guarding minotaurs, Kale stops and shoots at the rear taur, putting an arrow in him(hit ac 19 for 1 whole point of damage)
Ceira Karwyn Thursday January 31st, 2002 10:25:44 AM
Ceira sees Kalon charge but is not certain if he will make it. To be back up his intended rush, she casts the spell, Unseen Servent. She will summon the being near the fuse and order it to yank the fuse out.
(OOC: I am travelling and away from my rule books right now. So is the spell range permissible? If not, the servant will be placed as close as possible)
Desperate time - DM Laurent. Thursday January 31st, 2002 11:09:31 AM
Although things happen very quickly, the more you fight those Taurs, the more there eyes show sparks of madness. They behave as if not feeling your blades or arrows. They are not even affected by Kenisha's spell (on the other hand, Zeoll may be affected, unless he jumped high enough - VS 7). Your opponents don't have a coherent behaviour, and Kalon manage to roll on one size. With a shout you don't manage to understand, one of the minotaurs turns his back to the entrance follows Kalon, and trie to hit him, missing widely each time. The remaining centaur cultist is slayed by Flat-Top and Raorr's attacks, while the last one looks at Zeoll jumping and runs to him, lance first, with a savage shout. Zeoll kicks the barrel away from the Heart, however, whetever is inside, it's not liquid. The barrel rolls, slowly, in the direction of Domi and Alemi's new statues and suddenly...
...The fuse smokes and is extinguished, just after Ceira finished her summoning. The two remaining cultists tear up their clothes, shout even more louder, and charge Kalon and Zeoll desperatly.
Flat-top d20+7=17 d8+5=6 d20=5 d20=8 Thursday January 31st, 2002 12:36:15 PM
OOC:Attack morning star to hit ac 17, if any damage 6 hp. The hooves is to keep the ones with the lances at bay and away from Kalon and Zeoll.
Flat-top after bring down the centaur wit the shield and making threat with his hooves. Flat-top will go after the minotaur with the shield and will rear to keep the ones with the lances at bay.
Zeoll d20+1=10 d20=6 d20-3=-1 d20-3=7 Thursday January 31st, 2002 2:56:21 PM
Zeoll leaps a full 69.8 feet into the room and 18.7 above the floor at the peak of his jump -- well over the crazed taurs.
After the bomb fizzles, he turns to attack the taur that is attacking him. But all his attacks miss badly!
Kenisha d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Thursday January 31st, 2002 8:34:25 PM
ooc- Um I might be mistaken, but I don't think Raorr attacked last round. All he did was talk to Kenisha about her leadership abilities (or lack there of, in his humble opinion) 8)
Kenisha's eyes flash with anger as she turns to Raorr. "You want instruction? You want to be lead around by the nose ring? How's this? If you don't want to fight to save the Heart and all this room stands for, then go and keep those cultists from relighting that barrel! If not, get out of our way!"
With that she turns back to the fight and casts Magic Missile at the third taur cultist (the one who had been lighting the barrel) for 7 HPs.
Kalon the Wemic d20+4=22 d6+3=4 d8+3=4 Friday February 1st, 2002 12:08:56 AM
Kalon seeing the insanity in the eyes of these two taurs shakes his head sadly.
"Do not give up hope taurs. Love is still to be found. The love of our fallen lord Domi may yet reside in your hearts if you have the courage to find it." He then stands in front of the barrel arms at his side relaxed but ready to strike.
OOC: He will attack any enemy taur that strikes at him or tries to get past him to the barrel. He is trying to administer a stunning blow. Rolled a 22 for the to hit roll. 4 points of damage for the unarmed attack. Save vs being stunned is a fortitude check vs DC12. Zeoll I don't recall wether you told me the resolution for large humanoid monk's damage. If we are using the increased damage it is the 1d8+3 roll. 4 either way
Raorr d20+6=20 Friday February 1st, 2002 5:16:55 AM
Raorr looks down at his fallen foe, then back towards Kenisha. Raorr looks at the barrel as Kalon guards it protectively. In a quiet muffled tone he mutters "Very well, Kenisha".
Raorr drops his Greatsword and Shield and begins to walk towards the barrel and the Wemic who stands guarding it from the maddened taurs. "Step aside Kalon, I am taking that barrel. Go protect your love, I will not let them light the barrel while I live."
With that Raorr attempts to grab the barrel (provoking an attack from Kalon).
OOC: Kenisha Raorr sent provate message with with attack rolls yesterday.
Raorr's AC is 19 Raorr's grab Hits AC 20 (which should hit an unattended inanimate object).
Kale d20+5=10 Friday February 1st, 2002 9:22:37 AM
not having anything to shoot at, Kale draws his sword and moves to support Flat-Top, but misses with his sword(ac 10)
Ceira Karwyn Friday February 1st, 2002 11:40:41 PM
Ceira continues to concentrate with her Unseen Servant near the barrel. If anyone attempts to light it with a match or some other mechanism, then she will order her Unseen Servant to remove it.
A Cold Sweat - DM Laurent d20+2=14 Monday February 4th, 2002 9:32:08 AM
The two remaining Taurs are beyond the edge of fanaticism, but they are only two...Most of the Chosens now stand between the barrel (if not holding it...) and the cultists, and unfortunately the two fakes guards focus on their bomb. They almost look like rabids when trowing their lances away and trying to grab the barrel. They shout insanities, and their spittle skims at their lips. Kalon strikes his minotaur ennemy right in the face, but this one doesn't collapse. However, he recives Kenisha's magic missile, and it does no good. Flat-Top with Kale standing by his side follow the crazed centaur cultist, who wants to reach the barrel. They strike him, with more success for Flat-Top than for Kale. During this time, the two remaining cultists don't even see or hear the true Heart Guard arriving. The ashamed brave Taurs followed the Chosens when they realized what was happening, and all together, they have no troubles immobilizing the intruders...Those are brought to the Heartkeep jail, where are already kept their own commanders. In the hall of the Keep, the centaur cleric Taeken is now waiting, and soon his fellow Ferazan arrives too. They both look really worried.
Kale Monday February 4th, 2002 9:40:09 AM
sheathing his sword, Kale says "Well, what do we do with these two? Execute them?"
Zeoll d20+7=9 Monday February 4th, 2002 10:09:42 AM
Zeoll stands with the two clerics (Taeken and Ferazan) behind him and Kalon before. He holds up his hands in a peaceful gesture.
"Kalon, wait. The rrage of battle is still on you. These arre Taeken and Ferrazan, the loyal prriests, forrmerrly of Domi, who joined ourr cause afterr Domi's death. They have been helping with the many Taurrs who came to us in rrecent weeks and months. It may be that some errrorr they made trriggerred this most rrecent attack, but I trruly doubt they arre rresponsible. At least let us hearr theirr storry."
He turns to the two clerics and asks them, "My frriends, what do you know about these events? Why is worrrry wrritten on yourr faces? Come, and tell us all."
As he listens to whatever they say, Zeoll uses his soul to judge their words (Sense Motive check above for a hunch: roll 9 is not very revealing!)
Kenisha d20=12 Monday February 4th, 2002 10:17:40 AM
Kenisha, still looking very angry, answers Kale "Interrogate them if we can, but I doubt we will get very much from them. Still we must try. Anyone here skilled in doing that? Raorr? You're always saying how good you are, prove it."
With that she goes to examine the barrel and it's contents. (Her die roll will depend on which skill she needs to use. Alchemy=17, Winemaking=16, Knowledge Arcana=19)
Flat-top Monday February 4th, 2002 3:40:41 PM
Flat-top is huffing and puffing. "Question them? They tried to destroy the Heart! Well,! If that what you think is going to get someplace, then I'm with you." Flat-top releases the Centaur. But does not put his Morning Star away. Watching the crazed one very closely.
DM Carl: Doors of Perception Tuesday February 5th, 2002 10:28:04 AM
The prisoners are taken away, and over the course of the coming week are interrogated at length. They are less than forthcoming, however, and it would seem that their sole motivation in their attempted act of unholy vandalism was a combination of lunacy and fanaticism.
The Chosen, rejoined by Leets, continue to debate what the best route forward might be in light of recent tragic events. How do they best respond to Domi's death? How can they lead the Taurs to unity?
Two weeks after the attempted bombing a young colt, one of the Heart Chamber guards, tentatively approaches the Chosen.
"Umm, excuse me? I'm not really sure how to explain this, Chosen Ones, perhaps it would be best if I showed you..."
He leads you down to the Heart Chamber. All is as before, except that between the statues of Domi and Alemi, there now stands an arched doorway. The arch, set into the wall, is of soft sandstone, intricately patterned and carved. It looks (though you know it to be madness) as if it has always been there.
The door itself is more like a pool, some sort of silvery reflective liquid, that ripples and flows to the touch with a strange hypnotic beauty. It reminds you in a way of the doorway over on Centaur Isle, the one that led you to Lankhmar several months ago.
As one, you walk forward. There is no doubt, no fear. Each of the Chosen squares their shoulders, and one after the next...
...steps through.
The Undicovered Country
DM Carl: The Same But Different Tuesday February 5th, 2002 10:32:25 AM
You find yourselves, incredibly, back in the Heart Chamber! It feels like you have walked back out of a mirror.
But you realize almost at once that this is not the same Heart Chamber you left. Oh, the building is the same, it is undoubtedly Hearthold Keep... but there are changes.
The guard and the Heart are both gone. There is a dried bloodstain on the wall that you know was not there before. And the bustle of activity that you had subconciously been aware of coming from the keep's occupants is now gone. Everything is deathly silent. And now, you realise, it even feels different. There is a sort of static charge in the air, like an anticipation so immense it has become tangible.
You head back into the main hall, and notice that the front gates are wide open,. From outside you begin to hear a rumbling, almost below your threshold of hearing. And the screams begin. There must be hundreds, no thousands of Taurs out there! All standing outside the Keep, staring off into the distance. Some are screaming, some simply stand and stare in horror out to sea...
(OOC: Hi one and all! Good to be back!
First off, everyone gets 600XP for the last two scenes. Add that to your sheets, level up if needs be, and mail me your updated sheet. Be sure to include any changes required due to the new Woldian House Rules for 'Monster' PCs. Full details can be found on Cayzle's site: http://www.geocities.com/cayzle/characters/zeoll/woldtaursnew.html
Please mail me at carlw@clara.net with any questions, and let's be careful out there!)
Zeoll d20+3=7 Tuesday February 5th, 2002 4:55:54 PM
Zeoll's hackles rise, and tension is clear in his stance and posture. "Have we enterred the Spirrit Rrealm?" he asks. "Arre these the Dead that beforre us stand scrreaming?"
"Orr do we walk in some waking drream? What does it mean?"
"And what do they see out on the ocean?" Zeoll looks intently for a minute.
Zeoll tries to draw on his bardic lore, to remember anything that might have echoed this. (Roll 7 = probably not!)
"Well, I forr one, fearr not the spirrits of the dead. I will walk among them, if good Kenisha does not object."
If Kenisha does not object, Zeoll will go walk among the crowd, looking for the faces of those who have passed on to the Lands of Rest, perhaps members of his clan who were brutally slain by hell hounds on his home island.
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday February 5th, 2002 8:22:00 PM
Kalon moves to a vantage piont where he can see the ocean and what they are staring at.
Kenisha d20+3=16 Tuesday February 5th, 2002 11:11:53 PM
"Everyone be careful, but let's fnd out where we are and what's going on here." Kenisha says to the other Chosen. She looks out towards the sea, hoping to see what is causing all of this. (Spot roll=16)
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday February 6th, 2002 12:11:25 AM
"Okay... this... is really weird." stammers Ceira as she continuously glances at her surroundings. "First of all, I saw blood on that wall so something's obviously not right." Ceira takes a long look in the same direction of the crowds.
Kale Wednesday February 6th, 2002 9:44:04 AM
not saying anything, Kale holds his bow in one hand and his sword in the other, waiting for any trouble that may come
Flat-top Wednesday February 6th, 2002 9:58:15 AM
Flat-top passes through the door and turns to look back. Them turns back to the party "Wow! this is weird almost like passing through a mirror." Flat-top trots to where Kale is more or less apart from the rest of the group and question him,"Where are we? We are not at home, that's for sure. What is Land of Rest? and what did Zeoll mean about walking among the dead? Are you going to stay near me,Kale?"
Leets Wednesday February 6th, 2002 10:01:53 AM
The young centaur paladin shkes his head, as if he was having some kind of dizzy turn, and unsheathes his sword, holding his shield a little bit tighter.
"I don't know what's this place. I feel really...strange."
On the way to the gates, Leets tries to focus on his feelings, and to detect evil. Once arrived, he looks at the living tide of horrified Taurs, and stands opened-mouthed for a couple of seconds, his eyes full of awe...
"Zeoll...If those are the Deads...Maybe Domi is here too..."
"Ceira? Kenisha? Kalon? Do you see something?"
DM Carl: Oh No, Here It Comes! Wednesday February 6th, 2002 10:02:24 AM
DM: Oh No, Here It Comes... Wednesday February 6th, 2002 8:56:17 AM The trouble Kale waits for is not long in coming, though it is almost certainly not of the sort he might have wanted.
Domi's Chosen walk slowly out to join the crowd outside the Heartkeep. Out here you can really feel the electrical charge in the air, and above you ominous purple clouds boil and seeth, racing eastwards across the sky as if in mortal fear. There is something strange about the light, and that rumbling sound is growing ever so slightly louder.
Leets attempts to detect the presence of evil at work, but feels nothing around him that could be causing... whatever this is. He does notice that there are evil presences amongst the crowd, but has he focuses in upon them he realises they too are huddled in fear. Everyone is here, the good, the bad and the nuetral. All together, facing to the west.
Zeoll is at a loss to explain your situation. Nothing in his experience or the experience of his clan tale-spinners comes close to this.
He looks into the crowd, searching for the faces of deceased comrades and loved ones, finding only the living. As the rest of you move out of the main gates you notice many familiar faces amongst those gathered there, though twisted in grief and fear. A couple of Heartkeep guards, there's Neima, head housekeeper, sobbing on the shoulder of a no-less petrified looking centaur. You see familiar faces from around the keep and from your respective islands, along with many faces you do not know. All those not hiding their heads in their hands gaze out to the west with terror, sorrow, anguish or resignation; something unutterable is coming.
You gaze with them, but at first can make nothing out. It is just the sea, meeting gray, featureless sky, with storm clouds up above...
...wait, that doesn't look right...
"Look!" chokes Kenisha and points to the west with tremulous finger. A shiver of disbelieving horror runs through each of you as you each realize... the horizon is getting closer!!
The sea and sky reach out westward perhaps ten or so miles, and then... nothing. It simply stops. It's almost as if, out towards the west of the Taur Isles, the Wold is simply... vanishing. And it's heading your way...
A powerful voice rings out from the enormous crowd, far ahead of you all down towards the shore, stilling the rising panic. "Everybody, back inside the Keep! It's our last hope! Everybody back inside NOW!" You all recognize the voice. True, it sounds harsher, sterner, more desperate than normal, but the voice is unmistakable.
It is the voice of your leader, Kenisha.
Kenisha Wednesday February 6th, 2002 10:23:51 AM
At first Kenisha is startled to hear her own voice when she has not spoken. Realization hits and she calls out in an equally loud voice,"She's right! Everyone back in the Keep!"
Kenisha will not enter the Keep, but will help direct the natives of this world, making sure no one gets trampled in panic. She will also be scanning the faces, looking for this other Kenisha.
If she finds her or any of the "other" Chosen, she will ask, "What caused this? We need to know!"
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday February 6th, 2002 10:34:06 AM
Kalon stares at the approaching nothingness for a few seconds till startled into motion by Kenisha voice coming from in the crowd. Looking at the Kenisha near him,"Well my love it would seem that you do have answers to what's going on." He smiles at her then moves to take her hand,"I don't think that we were guided here to be part of the end of the Wold so surely we are supposed to learn something about how we can prevent it from observing this"
Glancing at Leets he says,"The good news Leets is that we see nothing. The bad news is it's gettting closer"
Leets Wednesday February 6th, 2002 11:24:01 AM
"Very SPIRITUAL my friend! Whatever it is Kalon, we must bring those people in a safe location!"
"Kenisha! I shall not search for a shelter behind those walls as long as there is a single child outside!!!"
Leets tries to help as well as he can, lifting the youngest above the crowd, protecting the older from being crushed or leading the wounded.
"You! Don't take this way! It's closer if you take this one! DON'T PUSH!!!"
"Let this woman with those children enter first!"
"Help this one! HELP THIS ONE I SAID!"
"Abandon this! You won't need it if you die!"
"run! Run!! RUN!!!"
Flat-top Wednesday February 6th, 2002 1:12:35 PM
"I'm with you, Kenisa, I'll try to carry as many children as possible." Flat-top will pink up and carry as many calves, colts and kittens to the Keep. And make as many trips as possible.
Zeoll d20+34=54 d20+34=46 d20+34=37 d20+34=52 Wednesday February 6th, 2002 3:10:31 PM
"This still seems to me to be a waking dream, a dream of omen," Zeoll declares. He runs toward the beach, jumping over the Taurs who are headed in the other direction (Jump rolls above indicate leaps of 163 feet long, 43 feet up in the air; 136 feet long, 36 feet up; 106 feet long, 29 feet up; and 156 feet long, 41 feet up).
As he leaps, Zeoll seeks out the one who speaks with Kenisha's voice. He also looks out to sea -- how far away is the nothingness, how fast is it approaching, and how much time is there before it reaches the beach?
Are the ocean's creatures also fleeing? Are the shallows teeming with sea life trying to escape as well? How about seagulls, or other such creatures? If Zeoll sees a sea bird of any kind, he will cast Animal Friendship on it.
Ceira Karwyn d20=18 Thursday February 7th, 2002 12:12:18 AM
While everyone is running and shuffling inside, Ceira remains outside to study the phenomenon. At least until she is one of the last ones in. "This doesn't make any sense!" she says in confusion. "There has to be something else going on. Land cannot simply vanish!" She looks out and tries to study the crests of the waves and their direction of motion. Does it look like the water is rushing away from them as if the world is dropping off into a chasm?
Ceira looks up to the sky at the cloud formations near the vanishing point. She will study the behavior of those clouds in an attempt to determine whether the clouds are swirling or just simply disappearing.
"Maybe it's a spell." she mutters to herself as she concentrates. (Spellcraft=18) "Or maybe it's just the way this particular Wold works..."
Raorr shrugs Thursday February 7th, 2002 5:09:23 AM
Raorr looks out amongst the chaos of fleeing taurs, listening to Kenisha's voice directing them. Raorr continues his silent watching, knowing that if needed he will be asked to do something.
He ponders the various comments and confusion caused by the receding skyline, but suddenly realizes immediately that whether it is the end of the world or just another vision, that all this time he's spent with the chosen is actually a dream, one he still hasn't awoken from. He's positive since nothing seems to surprise him any longer. Flying Purple creature that ar just drunks, Imod's death, A cult of Love-struck Taurs, and now the 'end of the world'. IT is all too unbelievable, and nothing since going to sleep before arriving in the Vineyard has made any sense. Not even his own behaviour, the feeling, the desire for constant bloodshed seems unnatural even to his barbaric side.
When will this nightmare end, he thinks. When will this world make sense, humans are the problem Raorr's sure of it. But how to prove it.
Kale Thursday February 7th, 2002 7:51:42 AM
while everyone is helping the masses into the keep, Kale keeps an eye on the horizon, hoping that he can see any sigh of anything. "Why did we go through that door!" Kale says to himself. once everyone is in, Kale follows and prays that he doesnt find some clone of himself
DM Carl: Stampede! Thursday February 7th, 2002 10:41:11 AM
Responding to the words of both Kenishas, it would seem, many of the Chosen lend a hand as the crowd rapidly degenerates into a stampede. Only commanding tones of Kenisha and Leets prevent many from getting crushed. The next few minutes are a desperate race against time, herding the crowd through the great Keep gates, protecting the young and the infirm from being trampled to death, as the western horizon grows inexorably closer. From further down towards the beach you occasionaly hear the voice of the other Kenisha, barking out orders over the wails and screams of distress.
Zeoll is not able to make it all the way down to the beach, and is too distracted to carefully study the impending horizon. The crowd is so dense and chaotic that he has to be very careful indeed not to crush anyone with his titanic leaps, and he only makes it about halfway before landing near a wailing mare. He sees her colt snatched from her arms by the sheer press of bodies, vanishing instants later under a thundering of hooves. He realizes he has only moments in which to attempt a rescue.
Ceira and Kale, stepping back from the screaming throng, are able to examine the phenomena carefully. Where the... Nothing, for want of a better word, meets the sea, the waves explode into a white mist, obscuring clear vision. But it is almost certain that the waves are not draining off anywhere. They are simply stopping dead at the horizon.
The same is true of the clouds. Where they meet the horizon event they thin out somewhat, swirling and spiraling as if caught in wildly chaotic barometric eddies. Then they too simply vanish as they pass beyond.
This cannot be a simple spell, Ceira realizes. Surely all the magic in the Wold could never create this Nul-horror. As far as the eye can see the entire western horizon is a fast-approaching wall of non-existence. It seems to suck the eye in almost hypnotically, inducing a feeling of near vertigo in the beholder. It is not an easy thing to look upon. The End of Everything is moving relentlessly towards you, and it is a profoundly terrifying sight.
Ceira tries to work out how fast it is coming, how long they have left. Given the scale it is hard to be sure, but it seems to be approaching at some considerable speed. At fastest sprint she would guess she could probably not outpace it. And at its current speed they can have only a handful of minutes before it hits land.
Flat-top Thursday February 7th, 2002 3:47:33 PM
Flat-top has just unloaded the latest of the youngsters, when he hears Kenisha's voice. So off he goes back to in the direction to where he heard the leader's voice, "I'm doing so many thing and rushing so much, I would not be suprised if I met my Self."
Kenisha Thursday February 7th, 2002 11:28:28 PM
Kenisha continues to search for her double while helping the fleeing Taurs.
'There has to be a reason why we were sent here.' she thinks to herself.
"Kalon! Can you get around this mob? We need to find the "other" Chosen and find out what's behind all this."
Kale Friday February 8th, 2002 7:09:15 AM
"Ceira," Kale says in a shaky voice, "I see no reason to run. It looks to me that whatever that thing touches just dissapears. We cant outrun that." Kale shoulders slumps as he sits down on the ground. "No hope of running at all."
Leets Friday February 8th, 2002 9:09:00 AM
"Kale, thanks to the gods, my eye on ennemies of goodness is opened once again. I feel a great evil at work, wether it is this nothingness or not. However, if this thing is the threat I feel, we have a chance to survive, and so do those people, by being on the holy ground of the Heartkeep!"
"If there is a chance, we must try! Hey come on! You never gave up Kale, and I know life hasn't been easy for you everyday! So stand up my friend, and show those Taurs the way!"
Zeoll Friday February 8th, 2002 10:34:46 AM
Seeing that the danger is close by, Zeoll turns his attention to helping people get into the HeartHold Keep. If it will help. he'll jump hither and yon to pick up the fallen, carrying children to safety. He himself will not enter the Keep until the last civilian has entered.
Kalon the Wemic Friday February 8th, 2002 10:40:50 AM
Kalon thinks for a moment wondering how he would find Kenisha in this mob of taurs. The fact that they hadn't seen any of the other Chosen might mean they are already dead. It might mean that he is dead!
He makes his way as best he can to an open spot free of stampeding people and cupping his hands towards either side of his mouth he yells with all his strength.
"Kenisha my love it is Kalon. Myself and the rest of the Chosen are close to the keep. We need to speak to you so we can find out what is going on"
After yelling that out he proceeds at his best speed toward where he last heard Kenisha speaking, dodging and tumbling as he goes.
DM Carl: The Patter Of Tiny... What? Friday February 8th, 2002 11:55:15 AM
The Chosen do their best to help the crowd into the Keep, and they are largely successful in lending a semblance of order to the proceedings. The majority are inside now, and the crowd is thinning considerably. You strain to see where Kenisha's 'other' voice came from.
Kalon calls out, trying to locate her, and a few moments later an incredulous voice cries "KALON?!?
The crowd parts, and Kalon is suddenly face to face with Kenisha. But she is a Kenisha greatly changed. She looks haggard, exhausted, dirt and blood smeared. She bears many scars, some fresh and bleeding, some clearly several months old. She looks tougher, harder, more battle wearied, and there is something in her deep blue eyes that speaks of untold horrors.
But as her eyes fall on Kalon all that is suddenly washed away in a flood of emotion. Tears of joy spring to her eyes.
"Kalon, how is this possible? How have you come back to me?" She races towards him, crushes him to her in a desperate embrace. "My darling, my love, how? How can this be? You died! I saw you die...Oh, my love, how I've missed you..." For a moment the fearless commander, the leader of the Chosen is gone, and in her place stands a simple mare, weeping openly at the return of her lost love.
But only for a moment. She regains control almost at once, looks around at the crowd, her responsibilities flooding back to her. As she turns to call on the stragglers Kalon suddenly realizes something that had escaped his attention until she turned sideways on to him..
Kenisha is pregnant.
The rest of you look on in astonishment at this bizarre reunion (Spot check DC 15 to notice the pregnancy). This other Kenisha has not seen you yet, she only has eyes for Kalon, but across the crowd you spy some familiar faces. Flat Top, Leets and Kale, similarly unkempt and battle worn, stare back at you in open astonishment.
Behind them, drawing ever closer, the edge of the Wold continues its relentless advance.
Leets d20=18 Friday February 8th, 2002 5:36:12 PM
"Oh GODS!!! Kenisha you hav...you'll have a baby and...OH!!! It's me! IT'S ME!!!"
During a couple of seconds, Leets stares at his double with awe, don't beleaving what he's seeing, and temporary forgetting what's BEHIND. He shakes his head, and nods at himself, who should be understanding what he's thinking.
"No, no... This shouldn't have happened. Whichever is the reason of our presence here, we've already seen too much. Only the gods can change what must be, and know what the future is made of: we must leave this place!"
Raorr Friday February 8th, 2002 6:16:25 PM
Raorr looks towards the other 'chosen' and smiles "Figures!"
"I don't want to break up this little reunion people, but PERHAPS things can be duscussed more quickly, I'd like to help out but standing here watching the horizon get closer makes me want to..." Raorr realizes something he'd forgotten.
With that he turns and rushes back into the keep back to the heart chamber. Looking around he checks for the sword and shield he dropped only moments ago.
Another idea pops into his head and he looks at the 'Heart' to see if anything is different tahn the last time he saw it.
Kenisha d20+3=23 Friday February 8th, 2002 7:15:43 PM
Stunned for a moment as she notices her double's pregnant state. But then Raorr's words filter in.
"You're right, my friend. Time is fleeting..."
She moves up to the other Kenisha and says in a soft but firm voice. "Kenisha, time is short and though I do not wish to shock you we must have answers before it is too late. What day is this and how did all this" pointing to the horizon, "come to pass?"
She will not touch her other self.
Flat -top d20+3=17 Saturday February 9th, 2002 9:26:54 PM
"Kenisha ??" Flat-tops stop in his tracks, that an odd looking Kenisha, Then it dawn on him. Kenisha is with fold, "Why you old TOM you." And he winks at Kalon. Flat -tops eyes set over Kenisha's shoulder and there he is the other self. Flat-top mouth hang open for a few minutes. Then what is like a dream, His Kenisha ask a few question, very important question. "Yes! That's it!" As Flat-top realizes that they are in the future. "Leets? Kale? tell me, we can change this in our time??"
Kale d20+5=19 Sunday February 10th, 2002 9:40:44 AM
heartened a bit by Leet's words, Kale follows him until he sees the older Kenisha. he sees that shes pregnant, but that thought slips his mind as he sees himself standing just a few feet away. not really knowing what to say or do, Kale just stands there, staring at himself
Kalon the Wemic Sunday February 10th, 2002 10:36:37 AM
Kalon stands silent in the embrace of his love. A love he has not yet known, through times he has not yet seen. He returns her embrace trying to draw the turmoil from her in an attempt to give this Kenisha a moment of respite. The burdens of her life evident on her face and her scarred body. He tries to fill with the love she apparently once knew with him. To strengthen her with his presense as much as he could.
Her pregnant state slowly sinks in past the his concern for her and rocks his soul more then anything he has seen.
"You are pregnant?...?"he stammers out his normal composure slipping off into a seperate abyss.
"Pregnant?" his face lighting up he pulls her closer then pauses.
Looking into her haggard face,"Our child? I did not know it was possible?" confusion races across his face as he tries to focus.
"What has happened? Kenisha" as he glances back at the other Kenisha feeling guilty and joyous at the same time
Ceira Karwyn Monday February 11th, 2002 1:29:10 AM
Knowing full well that it is futile to outrun the nothingness, Ceira decides to run anyhow in the hopes that some miracle may happen. As she sees her friends coming up ahead, she screeches to a halt as she sees two of everyone. Ceira rubs her eyes and grumbles, "The longer I stay here... the wackier it seems to get! What's going on?!?" Seeing the battered, mirrored images of herself and her friends, she directs her attention towards them in the hopes of receiving answers.
Zeoll Monday February 11th, 2002 9:31:36 AM
Taking the interests of the folks around him to heart, Zeoll's top priority is to get people into the Keep AND through the Door out of this dream place into the Waking Wold.
"GO THRROUGH THE DOORR IN THE HEARRT CHAMBERR," He shouts to everyone there.
DM Carl: The Once And Future Taurs Monday February 11th, 2002 10:49:28 AM
As the rest of the Chosen stare at doubles of each other in disbelief, Roarr races back to the Heart Chamber. He reclaims his sword and shield, then looks around for the Heart. It is no-where to be seen, indeed it was absent from the plinth when they first came through the portal, Roarr remembers. The portal is still there though, its surface shimmering silver.
Outside the future Kenisha attempts to answer some of the questions in the limited time available, once she has managed to grasp that these other Chosen are from the past.
"Who would have thought it possible?" she smiles at Kalon, "That a centaur and a wemic... but there is no time! It is almost over..."
The date she gives her other self places these future Taurs some six months in the Chosen's future. "You must not let this happen!" She cries, gesturing at the doom that approaches you all. "We failed! We failed in Domi's quest! We were unable to unite the races, we lacked the courage to carry out his wish! We were divided amongst ourselves, we talked and argued and failed to act until it was too late. It is we who are responsible!"
The future Kale interjects; "Yeah, well, beating ourselves up over it isn't going to help. Listen, how did you get here? Can you get back? None of this is going to be much use if you all die here with us."
When told of the portal the future Chosen's eyes widen. "A doorway through time? Might it work the other way?" Thinking furiously Kenisha comes to a decision. "The end that comes is utter. No afterlife, nothing, it is the end of all that is. If this portal can be used to return to the past, perhaps we and the Heartkeep refugees might yet be saved... or at least not be ended by that... horror. We must try!"
She gallops off after Zeoll, calling out "To the Heart Chamber! To the portal!"
As you turn to follow you look back one final time at the horizon. It is mere moments away, almost at the beach.
Wait! There's someone left behind! Standing on the shoreline, facing the encroaching nothing with calm fury.
It's the future Roarr.
As the horizon grows near he lets out a terrible bellow of impotent rage, shakes his great head and cries to the heavens
"HAVE COURRAAAAAAGE!!!!"
With that he lowers his horns, and charges as fast as he can down the beach, meeting the onrushing horizon just as it reaches the land... and then he is gone.
Kalon the Wemic Monday February 11th, 2002 12:39:34 PM
Witnessing the last act of his friend he stands there staring at the approaching nothingness. His frined had called out the last words of Domi. Turning abruptly he chases after the future Kenisha and grabs her by the arm,"Wait! Who created this nothingness Kenisha. You say that it is the utter end. That there is nothing beyond it. No afterlife but if you have not been beyond it how do you know that. People turned to the other gods. Were and are these gods not able to protect their people. This Raorr just allowed himself to be consumed are you sure that is not what Domi meant for us?"
Flat-top Monday February 11th, 2002 4:21:42 PM
"Come! Lets go, Kenisha. We have a lot of work for us," said Flat-top, "You have a lot planing for us." Flat-top motions for the rest of the party to hurry along. When he turn and see the same scene that Kalon is witnessing, "Kalon! I never said that Barbarian Raorr did not have Courage. I think he's the model of it, and that's why HE was chosen. Come on let's go back to the pass and see if we can do something about the future."
Zeoll Monday February 11th, 2002 10:47:33 PM
"Well," Zeoll says, "my soul tells me we belong back wherre we came frrom. Come frriends, past and futurre, drream and waking! Pass thrrough the porrtal!"
Kenisha Tuesday February 12th, 2002 12:34:42 AM
Kenisha races after her older self, praying that taking the future people back isn't going to make things worst. Praying that they can find the answers before all this happens again.
"Raorr chose his end bravely. And so we much do likewise. I choose to face the seemingly impossible task of uniting the Taurs and saving the Wold. Let's go Taurs! Through the silver doorway, back to the past in order to save the Future of ALL!!!"
Leets Tuesday February 12th, 2002 1:52:35 AM
"Wisely spoken Zeoll!"
Says Leets while troting to the magic portal.
"I really have a bad feeling about all this. I mean, even without the end of all things. If WE have to do something agaisnt such a great evil, it probably means that the gods abandonned us!"
"Now let's go, I follow you Kenisha! We've spent too much time here!"
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday February 12th, 2002 2:17:23 AM
While running alongside her friends, she comments, "Will this have some weird effect on the fabric of time? I mean... I'm feeling good knowing that no matter the risks I take, I will still be around in the future. But then again... We are trying to change the future so nevermind."
Kale Tuesday February 12th, 2002 8:20:32 AM
"You know," Kale says to his future self as they run to the heart chamber, "Since your going to die, why dont you give me any items that you have that might prove useful."
DM Carl: How Soon Is Now? Tuesday February 12th, 2002 10:57:01 AM
The taurs race back towards the Heart Chamber. Leets answers Kalon's question as Kenisha tries to organize people towards the portal.
"Trust me, Kalon, this is not Domi's will. This is wrong, it shouldn't be happening! If there is any way to stop it you must do everything in your power to achieve that end! Unite the Taurs!"
Ceira, pondering the vagaries of time travel and the laws of fate, is overheard by Flat Top. "Um, Ceira? I don't know how to tell you this but... our Ceira was killed three months ago. Along with Zeoll." Flat Top looks pretty upset, but then seeing the expression on Ceira's face continues hurriedly "Oh, but I'm sure you won't die. You have to change things! Start by not getting killed! Of course, things have changed already... we never saw future versions of ourselves, so your lives are already different to ours..."
As the two Kales run side by side the past version tries his luck with the future one. "Hah!" Laughs his counterpart, despite their dire situation. "Isn't that just like me! I'll keep my stuff, thanks, I mean to make it out of here! C'mon!"
The Chosen (all of them) arrive in the Heart Chamber. Already several other Taurs who came here for final prayer are heading through the portal, though there is no time to gather all the others from throughout the Keep.
"We have to go! Now!" Cries Kenisha, and races towards the portal.
And not a moment too soon; the far wall of the chamber suddenly vanishes, and the deadly non-wall races towards you across the room! You have mere seconds to make it to the portal.
Leets d20+2=12 Tuesday February 12th, 2002 11:27:47 AM
"there is evil at work behind those events, and not Domi's will, definitively, and moreo..."
The young centaur paladin stares wide-eyed at the low relief representing Domi's heroïc features as they suddenly vanish.
"GO KALON GO!"
Yells Leets to his friend while talking to him, and tries to push him in the direction of the magic gate (strength check 12). The he jumps through the silvery surface just after.
Flat-top d20+3=23 Tuesday February 12th, 2002 6:15:28 PM
Flat-top grabs Ceira's hand " Don't look back,Ceira, just keep up with me when we are at the Gate. Give all you got and jump with me DON"T LET GO".
They run as fast as they can and as the wall vanishes. Flat-top with Ceira in hand yells "JUMP Through the PORTAL!"
OOC Made my jump of 23, hope Ceira makes hers.
Zeoll d20+34=35 Tuesday February 12th, 2002 8:06:07 PM
Zeoll waits for the last second in order to let others pass through. Then he makes a mighty leap to get through the doorway. [roll a natural one! But with my bonuses that's still a 35.]
Kenisha d20=16 Tuesday February 12th, 2002 8:44:41 PM
Kenisha jumps through just before Zeoll, sure that he will make it as she can see his muscles rippling; all ready to go.
On the other side she looks about and asks, "Did we all make it?"
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday February 12th, 2002 8:50:13 PM
Kalon still unconvinced that what seems obvious may not be obvious. He wonders if it is courage to wait and see what lies beyond. It could mean his death but it is something he is not afraid of. He glances at Kenisha.
"A history unknown and more courage to have if he goes" he thinks to himself. With some reluctance he moves through the portal and back to where he came from.
Raorr Wednesday February 13th, 2002 2:52:21 AM
Raorr cracks his neck looks straight at the coming end.
"I'll be back, cause not even my death can save you from me" He snarls at it with that said he goes to the portal and crosses it's threshold.
"Would someone explain why we brought people with us? These taurs are not suppose to be here. There out of place, but I guess they should be welcome here anyways. Just don't get to comfortable."
Raorr looks to his Kenisha "I suggest you figure out what to do about them" He motions to the Displaced Taurs "Cause I have enough problems with one Kale and one Falt-top, I don't want two of each. That would drive me nuts, more so than now. Hell it would drive me to charge into nothingness" With that he chuckles.
Kale Wednesday February 13th, 2002 7:38:38 AM
moving through the portal, Kale wonders if their opposites can go through too
DM Carl: There's No Place Like Home Wednesday February 13th, 2002 11:00:43 AM
Kale's question is soon answered. As the chosen rush through the portal (Zeoll landing in an ungainly heap after his giant leap) and into their own Heart Chamber beyond their first thought is of the future Taurs.
There is no sign of them.
Whatever mystic force allowed them this brief glimpse of the (a?) future, it couldn't bring their future selves back too. Are they dead? Lost in some inter-time limbo? There is no way to tell. Before your eyes the silvery surface of the portal seems to solidify, until it has set solid, a faintly rippled stone surface.
The Heart Guard who first showed you the portal is watching you agape. "That... that was so weird! You just sort of went in and back out again at the exact same time! Ooh, it gives me a headache just thinking about it! It was just some freaky sort of mirror then, was it?" He leans on his pike and looks at you agog, no doubt thinking this will story will be worthy of an ale or two once he's off duty.
The Reunited Heart is back on its plinth, grey and cold and dead.
Flat-top Wednesday February 13th, 2002 3:47:09 PM
Flat-top jump into the mirror and exit back in to the Heart Chamber. He slip a few feet and come to a stop. "Yes!" in answer to the Heart Guard, " that was very weird." trotting over to Kenisha, "What do we do now? Go looking for the Void? where do we start? I'm not a great thinker like the others. I'm just a fighter and right now I need orders!"
Kenisha Wednesday February 13th, 2002 11:06:20 PM
Kenisha collapses once she realizes that the other Chosen didn't make it through. After a moment, she wipes the tears from her eyes and stands back up.
"Well, we didn't learn as much as I had hoped, but we do know that we have to Unite the Taurs. Now it's not just fulfilling Imod's dream of unity. Now we must do it or face what we saw on the other side. Somehow, the Unity is vital to the continued existance of the whole Wold!"
She pauses for a moment and continues, "We don't know what they tried, but we know we don't have much time. What do you all suggest we try?"
Kalon the Wemic Thursday February 14th, 2002 12:53:41 AM
Kalon looks back at where the portal had been then toward Kenisha.
"I know this may sound kind of dumb. However I really have to ask this question. What does the statement "Unite the taurs" mean? Look around outside and you will see centaurs, minotaurs and wemics living together. Willing to die together. What more must be done to unite the taurs. Our races don't seem to be at war anymore. The love cultists were of all three races. We cannot make taurs be united anymore then we can move the sun in the sky without knowing what exactly it is that we are seeking to do. The goal of unite the taurs seems to vague to me. I will say again that I think we should bring them together by all of our people striving to return Domi to life and his rightful place."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday February 14th, 2002 3:12:46 AM
Ceira cringes at the idea that she would die but shakes it off knowing they are striving to change the future.
"You have a point Kalon." agrees Ceira. "That is indeed a vague statement. What we need are specific goals whether they be minor tasks or major tasks that sets the tone for some global event to take place... For example, the revival of Domi would be a huge event. But we will need specifics and we must rely on our... uh... 'selves'?" sputters Ceira with a pondering gaze towards their mirror images. "I suppose we should call you our... 'friends'? It would be appropriate since you are officialy a free-thinking entity that exists in the Wold. Plus we are all working together on this now. Well, enough of this mish-mash on what the proper lingo is. Let's focus on what we need to do. Kenisha?" Ceira looks at the mirrored-version of the centaur expectantly.
DM Carl: The future Chosen didn't make it back. You're on your own on this one!
Leets Thursday February 14th, 2002 3:23:22 AM
Leets puts his hand on Kenisha's shoulder, his eyes full of compassion.
"Kenisha...Please don't be so sad. They told it themselves: this future doesn't exist anymore, because they never made this journey to the future, and we did..."
"As for what we should do, it is obvious that all began when this Marteaus defeated Domi. I propose we find this Maldreen, and finish with her what we have begun. If we can know more about Marteaus' cultists, we can perhaps stop their rising cult, and stop all that too."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday February 14th, 2002 9:52:17 AM
With a sigh he moves to Kenisha placing his arms around her and pulling her in close,"You have and will do everything you can my love. You were picked to be leader by most of us because of our trust in your judgements. That was a world that we will strive to make sure never exists."then leaning in very close he whispers,"After all we have apparently a very special event to attend and I am sure that miraculous event was meant to be."
Zeoll Thursday February 14th, 2002 11:15:55 AM
Zeoll responds to Kenisha. "I have some strrong ideas on how to unify the Taurrs. Let me use the washrroom and I'll come back to tell you."
[OOC: more later, promise!]
Kale Thursday February 14th, 2002 11:38:11 AM
"They said we fought among ourselves." Kale says. "And none of the lointaurs members of our group were there. I think that maybe they failed in uniting the lions with the others."
Raorr Thursday February 14th, 2002 12:00:13 PM
"Kenisha, uniting the taurs is only as didfficult as you make it out to be. Your problem is your thinking too big." He motions to the group and stops at Kenisha "Why are we here? I'm here because I had a dream, a dream where unity of the taurs was an event that is of great importance, a dream where I was told that it was possible and that I could help out in doing it."
Those people beyond the walls of the Keep have not had that dream, they must take our word. Be fore that dream I would have killed Killed Flat-top by now, for his placing of his hand on my shoulder so many times now, I would never had follow a centaur into battle, unless that centaur died by my hands." Raorr shakes his head "No, a dream is powerful, especially one of divine origins. We must use the dream as and if nessecary give that dream to others people of importantance."
Finallly he looks up "And we should not mention anything about the other side of that cursed gate, for that would cause more problems than its worth"
DM Carl: A Time for Words Thursday February 14th, 2002 12:01:19 PM
The Chosen retire to the Commons, with its spectacular windows that circle the room from its southern-most point around to its northern most point. The view out to the western horizon, normaly magnificent, is lent a special significance in light of recent events.
Kular joins you, and is quickly brought up to speed on the meeting with the future Taurs. He looks shaken, and sits back in a huge leather armchair, saying nothing, watching you closely as you continue to discuss what to do next.
(OOC: Okay guys, please feel free to post freely over the next few days before the next scene. As many posts as you like. I'd like to see conversations, discussions, arguments, whatever it takes. Let's get all the ideas out there, get a dialogue going between the characters, and see what happens! Also, stand by for an important email from Jerry.)
Flat-top Thursday February 14th, 2002 1:12:34 PM
Flat-top turns to Raorr, "Your right, Raorr. If it was not for the dream, I would be first in line to kill you. But since that dream, I have learned to look beyond the surface of a taur. When I first met you, I was surprise to see a barbarian, a rough one at that. That was what you look like on the surface. Then WE look deeper and saw not only a fighter, but one of the finest, strongest, well balance fighter. And since you joined us. You are the better fighter among us and Yes! You - I think you could have killed me in battle. But I would have gotten my lick in first, But I still would call you a friend. And that goes for everyone here, Friends and United in one goal." Flat-top goes back to the window and adds "Now to convince the Wold."
Kenisha Thursday February 14th, 2002 9:07:55 PM
Kenisha ponders everything for a few moments then says, "I think we need to show the rest of the Taurs our unity. How about we go to all three islands in turn and talk to the three races? What do you guys think?"
Ceira Karwyn Friday February 15th, 2002 1:40:23 AM
"Your idea certainly has merit," comments Ceira as she paces the room, "but I think it's a push. As the old saying goes, 'action speaks louder than words' and in my honest opinion..." she pauses to look out the window. "Words won't do us much good. Now let me tell you why." Ceira stares hard at the floor as if organizing her thoughts and then begins pacing again.
"With the fall of Domi, the minds of the taurs are in a state of chaos. It's true that the majority of them have regained their sanity but telling them to keep the faith is a thin thread to hang on to. Afterall, we have nothing to back it up. There is no telling whether Domi will return or not. Resurrecting a mortal is granted by the Gods who wield the magic. Resurrecting a God... that's something else." Ceira shrugs her shoulders.
She grabs a glass of chilled water off the table and takes a refreshing gulp. "We have generated enough of a reputation to earn the taurs respect. But what have we really done on a global scale ever since the fall of Domi? Not much. We have been largely focusing on quelling internal issues within our taur domain. For example, things like taking in refugees and stifling those psychotic Love Cultists." She shakes her head in disgust at the thought of those misguided souls.
"There is no doubt in the people's mind that Domi disappeared, driven away, or died. Based on what that witch told us... umm..." Looking at Leets, "You said her name a few minutes ago... well nevermind. I'll stick with 'witch' for now". she adds with a sneer. "That witch told us that Domi died by the hands of her own diety. I still have a hard time believing it but it's all we have to go on for now."
"I know I've been babbling on and on about this so let's get to the point. If we want the Taurs to truly unite as a whole, then let them believe in US, Domi's Chosen. Let's go with Leet's idea and hunt down... OH! I remember her name now. Maldreen!" Ceira growls.
"This is just my suggestion of course. We selected you as our leader Kenisha and I will still back you up. I hope I am not stepping over your authority here or anything..." Ceira is silent for a moment. "It's just a bit disturbing to know that I actually died so I really want to get going on trying to change something here."
Leets Friday February 15th, 2002 2:40:55 AM
"Of course, you'll find me by your side if you decide to resurect Domi first - although I have no idea how to do right now. The powerful divine magic channeled by us clerics and paladins can barely heal light wounds, and well...I guess most of us aren't completely used to work with the other gods."
"Now, this Marteaus probably had his own evil reasons to fight and defeat Domi. If we bring our god back, he will probably attack him once again, and this time, he will have followers. That's why I think we should first oppose Marteaus and his cult, even just to weaken them: then we can bring Domi back."
"I understand what you mean Raorr, and you Flat-Top too. I grew up just near a usual battle line, and the fighters of my tribe are fierce and proud soldiers. My father fell on this ground under Minotaur blows, and many among my friends too. However, I now see more clearly the path mother taught me, because she always kept me away from the battle and shared Domi's virtues with me instead. I seriously wonder if she was not preparing me to uniting our people as one: how the war could have prepared me? There was only hatred and blood...I had no dream, but I know the path of Domi brought me at the Heartkeep. Time of war is over: we all have been prepared in one way or another for the purpose of uniting the Taurs."
Kular Friday February 15th, 2002 5:57:41 AM
The True Taur speaks, though his words are soft and laboured.
"My friends, it is good to see you drawing together. I have faith that whatever decision you make will be the right one.
But understand this; Domi is dead. I, who was partly of his essence, know this better than anyone. The divine spark within me that was Domi is gone, and its passing very nearly killed me. Only your timely gathering of the Taur healers saved my life, though that life is but a shadow of what it once was."
He coughs, and rests a moment before continuing.
"Domi is dead. When a God dies it is a final, immutable thing. Do you not think if Domi could be restored in some way Alemi Himself would not have moved mountains to make it so? He is gone, Chosen, gone forever. Nothing you or anyone else can do will bring him back. Ever. You must have the courage to face this truth before you can move on."
Zeoll Friday February 15th, 2002 8:02:14 AM
Zeoll, who has been listening intently, now stands and speaks.
"I have hearrd severral ideas -- Attack Maldrreen and the followerrs of Marrteus. Trry to rraise Domi, which Kularr says we cannot do. Go to each of the Taurr islands to talk. Earrlierr we talked about brringing the Hearrt back to life."
"I think Kularr had the rright idea when he said, "What does the statement 'Unite the taurrs' mean?"
"We have seen on Minotaurr Island that ourr people arre rrudderrless and easily led astrray. We know that ourr people arre deeply rreligious. We know that they arre warrriorrs. And we know -- frrom ourr own eyes -- that the End of the Wold is to come."
"We know that Domi wanted to unite the Taurrs. And we know that the forrces of evil arre rrising. Evil's firrst strroke was to kill the generral, Domi. Why? So that the arrmy he would lead -- the Taurrs he planned to gatherr -- would instead scatterr."
Zeoll's voice gets louder, he voice, more emotional.
"My frriends, the Endtime is upon us! A grreat battle is coming, a battle in which Domi meant to lead all the Taurrs. We must unite the Taurrs in orrderr to win that battle!"
"Look arround -- at this Keep, at the village on the shorre. Alrready Taurrs flock to ourr standarrd, although we have not yet rraised it! We alrready have a small arrmy of Taurrs waiting forr ourr command!"
"Perrhaps we can brring the Hearrt back to life. Then we can take it and ourr arrmy to each of the Taurr Islands in turrn. We can seek out the forrces of the Enemy, like those love cultists, and converrt orr destrroy them. Those who arre trrue will come to us and join us. Bearring the Beating Hearrt, we will converrt all to ourr cause. The elderrs will bless us. The goverrnments will swearr loyalty to us. We will rraise a huge arrmy of Taurrs! Let only the childrren, the weak, and the elderrly stay behind."
"And when ourr arrmy has swelled, when all Taurrs arre unified underr ourr command, we will seek out the sourrce of evil, and we will take warr to the enemy!"
Kale Friday February 15th, 2002 8:34:18 AM
"It sounds to me we either go hunting or we try to unite the three peoples. Both seem to be daunting tasks, but im for the hunt. Like Kular said, Domi is dead and will never be back, but that doesnt mean we let those responsable off free. We may not be able to bring him back, but we can avenge him."
Kalon the Wemic Friday February 15th, 2002 10:53:36 AM
Kalon listens quietly to the others speak. In particular the words of Zeoll. In his mind he can't help but think that Zeoll hangs on the edge of losing it.
"I have heard all suggestions and I ask again, what does uniting the taurs mean. If as Zeoll says taurs are flocking to our banner then what do we need to that makes this profound state of uniting the taurs" he pauses recalling all that he has heard.
"My heart yearns to slay this dark souled witch we met but how will that in anyway "unite the taurs". We can fight the followers of the dark god Matereus at every step. Will that "Unite the taurs". That is something all creatures of good would do anyway...is it not. That will not unite us anymore."
"We have been out amongst the people and rthey have seen the message of unity in the flesh. If they do not know it by now they never will. We could go out in the world and spread that message but how does that "unite the taurs" our future selves said that we had to "unite the taurs" what does that mean?"
Looking at Zeoll,"I despise what this cult of love did and is still doing but not the people in it. Worshipping love is a worthy and noble thing and I beleive that if Domi were alive he would say it is as well.",he glances at Kenisha,"love has given me more then all the unity that I have seen. Standing beside my fellow taurs is great but it has not done for me in my life what my love of Kenisha and my love of Domi has. Will we slay all who do not believe in what we do. Raorr and I are as different as night and day. He is a warrior true and I would leave all war behind if I could. We now stand together to fight the evil but I would not kill him because he believes things differently then I do"
Dragging his gaze from Kenisha he looks at Kular an unfamiliar sterness in his eyes,"You say that once a god is dead he is dead and we should have the courage to go on. I say that those who do not try the impossible lack the courage. It is not irrationality that guides my heart. It is the final words of OUR god to "Have Courage". I did not believe that Domi could be killed. I thought that impossible. I will not accept that he cannot be brought back. Perhaps he cannot be but I have the courage to find that way if it exists. Find comfort where each of you might in the arms of other gods. I understand well the need to fill that void where Domi once dwelled. I do not hold it against others who have filled it with another god. I fill that void with his final words. Returning him may well be impossible or it may be as simple as having courage no matter what. I will live and die by that so that in my heart I may still be the Chosen of Domi."
DM Carl: Musings Friday February 15th, 2002 11:21:00 AM
The Chosen continue their debate, seeking a way forward, a unity of purpose. Kular continues to listen to the discussion, nodding occasionaly. He seems deep in thought.
(OOC: Keep it coming, folks. We need to see if the party can reach some sort of consensus on the next move, or at least a compromise. And that's down to you guys! Feel free to post as often as you wish over the weekend.)
Kalon the Wemic Friday February 15th, 2002 11:35:56 AM
Suddenly a question dawns on Kalon he looks at Kular,"As a one time servant of Domi and a highly regarded one perhaps you can explain waht the term "Unite the taurs" means."
Raorr Friday February 15th, 2002 12:03:47 PM
RAorr looks to Zeoll and looks inspired until the point where Zeoll foget's to actually proclaim war "So zeoll we attack the humans right?" He says eagerly.
RAoorr suddenlt realizes he said that out loud and looks to Kenisha "I have no suggestions Kenisha, raissing an army requires tactics, I'm no large scale leader in battle, I'm a Charge'em and kill'em type. REmember war means death, and death doesn't discriminate from friends, those taurs you unite behind the banner may men good but you may aggreavate those who say behind. The old ones will not like the change, and the young ones will not understand why their siblings and parents are away. If those die you will begin to have disunity back home."
"You must decide, Kenisha. I would suggest ignoring everything that our other selve's did, includinge the state you were in." He looks carefully at her "The is a time and a place for that, apperently we tried to fight then, perhaps against my better opinion, battle is not the choice this time."
A saddened expression crosses his face, Raorr realizing that his other self prefered to choose his own death rather than continue on when hope may have been still there.
Leets Friday February 15th, 2002 12:20:38 PM
Leets listens carefully, and particularly Zeoll and Kular.
"This makes sense my wemic friend! However Kular, I have a theory for Alemi not bringing Domi back now: it may perfectly be some kind of surprise strategy. Listen, soon Marteaus will soon be at his maximum power: the other gods but Alemi and the One don't seem to react, he has a new ally with Caeroldra, and a whole new army of followers. Bringing Domi back now would be useless, for Marteaus would probably kill him as soon as he knows it."
"But if we raise the mighty army of Taurs as Zeoll say, and walk on Domi's ennemies, then we will weaken them, and Alemi could bring Domi back to lead them at the final battle."
"As for uniting the Taurs, well...I'm not sure, and it can sound stupid, but...well...You saw the future Kenisha as well as me..."
Zeoll Friday February 15th, 2002 3:22:25 PM
Zeoll looks a little abashed. "I know I get too flowerry sometimes," he says.
"So let me be plain. I think we should unite the Taurrs politically, militarrily, and rreligiously. We must rraise a grreat arrmy. To do that we must fight those elements of ourr people who arre strrayng into darrkness. We have alrready made a good starrt on that."
"Then, afterr we have an arrmy of brrave Taurrs, we trravel to the continent and wage warr on those who killed Domi. Maybe they arre human, maybe they arre elf orr orrc orr drragon. Whoeverr has declarred allegience to Marrteus Domi-slayerr is ourr foe, and we will fight to purrge the Wold beforre the Wold is destrroyed!"
"Maybe, beforre we do all this, we should rrestorre the Hearrt of Domi to life, so that all Taurrs will flock to ourr side and see the rrighteousness of ourr cause."
"Therre I go, getting flowerry again!" the liontaur says, smiling.
Kalon the Wemic Friday February 15th, 2002 4:05:10 PM
Still waiting for Kular to answer he asks Zeoll,"You keep speaking of making the heart of Domi beat again. Do you know a way to do that without restoring Domi to life?"he pauses then looking at Kenisha,"Many of the Chosen have suggested making war on the dark god and his minions. Of converting taurs to follow our cause or killing them if they do not. I do not think any being deserves to die just because he chooses to believe something different. I choose to fight evil and darkness but that doesn't mean that all who do not support us are evil! We must choose our own path and leave choices to others as well. If we do not then we are no better then the evil we fight. As I said the cult of love has validity and only because a dark goddess manipulated it to evil ends does not make the cause less good"
Zeoll's Plan to Make Domi's Heart Beat Again. Friday February 15th, 2002 10:40:16 PM
"I do have a plan, a plan to make Domi's Hearrt beat again. Herre it is."
"We trravel, in drreams, to places wherre items of powerr may be obtained. We obtain a magic that will rrestorre a stone object to the flesh. We also obtain a magic that will bind a willing stone into empty flesh."
[OOC: Three of us go to the Catacombs and buy a vial of Stone to Flesh oil. The rest of us visit the Black Genie Center and obtain a custom magic that will bind a soul for us. It may be as simple as an item of Lesser Planar Binding or maybe the more powerful Soul Bind.]
"These places rrequirre payment, but if we pool ourr gold and magic items, maybe we can manage. Note also that we should tell none of ourr vision -- the sages at these places might well pay dearrly forr the knowledge of the endtime that we have."
"Then we trravel to the Isle of Wemics, wherre my folk dwell. Among them therre is a trradition of Seerrs, known also as Shamans orr Spirrit-Talkerrs. Some day I hope to be a Seerr, as was my teacherr beforre me."
"A Seerr can summon the spirrit of one who is dead. We knew Domi. We have at least one item he touched -- my sworrd. And we have his hearrt. With these items we can trry to summon the spirrit of Domi."
"I think we will fail in this, but maybe a Seerr will be able to summon a frragment of Domi's spirrit, orr a whisp orr frragment of memorry, orr perrhaps a spirrit of one who serrved Domi in the lands of the Gods. Whateverr we summon, we will beseech what we rraise to let us bind it to the rrestorred hearrt."
"If we arre blessed, the spirrit will agrree -- orr we trry again until we find a spirrit who will help. Then we use Stone to Flesh on the Hearrt, and bind the spirrit to the Hearrt. Perrhaps we all can offerr a sacrrifice as well -- ourr blood, ourr life essence, ourr oaths as Chosen. Maybe then the Hearrt will beat again."
"Will this worrk? Even if it all goes as I have outlined? I don;t know, but I feel it is worrth a trry."
Kale Saturday February 16th, 2002 8:43:34 AM
"Sounds good to me." Kale says "Anything beats not doing nothing. So where do we start?"
Flat-top Saturday February 16th, 2002 10:27:57 AM
Flat-top turns to Kale and with a dumfonded look on his face, ask" Do you think it will work? Them I'm with you."
Leets Saturday February 16th, 2002 5:12:25 PM
"I like this idea Zeoll...At first it looked to me like an illusion to deceive our people, but the more I think of it, the more I think it would more appear like a symbol of our holy struggle against evil. I'll help if I can. Gladly."
"You said that the sages at the Catacombs or the Black Genie Center would pay much for the knowledge we have, but maybe they would simply help if they knew what's about to happen, don't you think so?"
Kenisha Saturday February 16th, 2002 10:39:18 PM
"I like this idea." Kenisha says, nodding her head. "As a symbol, it will be a powerful one for our people."
"As to the thoughts of making war on our own kind just because they won't follow us, I can't agree with that. It would be like the cultists forcing Taurs to follow their new religion."
"Raorr, I'm no more a leader of an army than you are, but I do know this. Having seen a future, I refuse to believe that it has to turn out that way, I am more determined than ever to marry Kalon."
Zeoll Sunday February 17th, 2002 9:56:26 AM
Responding to Kenisha, Zeoll agrees, "I do not advocate making warr on ourr own kind just because they won't follow us. But if some stand in ourr way, orr if they corrrupt ourr people with evil and wrrong-doing -- like the cultists we fought did -- then we must fight."
"But we will not need to battle any except evil followerrs of Marrteus and his ilk. Of everryone else, the grreat majorrity will flock to ourr cause! I am surre of that, especially with the rrenewed Hearrt as a standarrd!"
"So arre we rresolved? Perrhaps we should all just go to the Black Genie Centerr togetherr, therre to gain what we need. Maybe we should brring the Hearrt with us."
[OOC: Back when the Heart was sundered, one Taur could easily carry half the heart. Rejoined and turned to stone, it might take two or three Taurs, is my random guess. Rejoined and not stone, I think one strong Taur would do. That's just my opinion.]
"In fact, maybe we should take the Hearrt with us wherreverr we go, frrom now on. We arre the best prrotectorrs forr it. Since it is so centrral to ourr goals, I suggest that frrom now on at least fourr of us should be awake and with it at all times. Also note that if we have the funds, we might also seek some magic at the BGC to help ourr securrity."
"So we arre rresolved? Firrst, we addrress ourr followerrs herre to explain everrything we have decided and give them hope. Second, to the Black Genie Centerr forr rresearrch and magic that we need. Thirrd, to Wemic Island to find a Spirrit-Talkerr. Fourrth, we rrestorre the Hearrt. Fifth, we tourr all thrree islands with the Hearrt to gatherr Taurrs to ourr cause, starrting with Wemic Island, since we will be therre. Along the way we do ourr best to stomp out Marrteus followerrs in ourr homes. Sixth, we forrge a grreat arrmy -- maybe we will have to find some generrals and officerrs along the way, orr maybe develop some arrmy-leaderr skills ourrselves. Seventh, we take ourr battle to the enemy, invading the mainland and attacking all who declarre fealty to the Evil Ones."
"I also suggest that Kularr and one orr two of ourr Healerrs stay herre to serrve as a hospital forr the wounded we will send back, and to coorrdinate ourr logistics and supplies. The Arrmy will need food, and we will need those who stay in the Taurr Isles to send us everrything they can."
[OOC: Carl, should we all go post in the BGC Monday? Should we post here AND there? Should we go to Wemic Island at the same time we talk with the BGC staff? I'll mentionall this to my fellow BGC staffers -- I hope that's okay?]
OOC: Carl Sunday February 17th, 2002 10:35:28 AM
Hold off on the BGC for now folks. I'll post soon with clarifications of where to take this plan next.
Ceira Karwyn Monday February 18th, 2002 12:02:08 AM
Ceira is awestruck from the details laid out by Zeoll. "Your plan sounds so... so... cryistal clear. These are the type of clutch decisions I saw in you when I first met you. This was why I initially voted for you to be our leader. The fact that you're a Wemic is also a bonus," Ceira snickers to herself, "but that's besides the point. Your plan sounds genuine and I'm willing to take a shot at it."
Kale Monday February 18th, 2002 8:00:26 AM
Kale looks at Flat-Top. "It certainly seems a long, complicated journey, but if all of us can get along, I see no reason why everyone else can."
Raorr grunts Monday February 18th, 2002 9:50:22 AM
"Using magic to get the Heart to work, I don't like the sound of that, I don't think Imod would like that, but since you all seem to believe otherwise, I will agree begrudgingly" Raorr says quietly.
(ooc: What exatcly is the oil suppose to do? I thought Stone to felsh only undid things like petrified people/objects, or worked on Some golems.)
Zeoll Monday February 18th, 2002 10:02:13 AM
Zeoll is glad to see a consensus build. "I think we have a decent shot to make this worrk," he says.
[OOC to Raorr's question: The Heart wasn't always stone. Before Domi died it was a living, beating Heart. I hope the Stone-to-Flesh potion might change it back. But probably it would not beat, and might even decompose (yuck!). So we need to have a spirit (Domi fragent?) live in it to make it beat and give it a life-force. That's my hope, anyway.]
Kular Monday February 18th, 2002 12:04:49 PM
The great Taur nods slowly as the plan begins to come together.
"Yes, yes, that just might work..." he scratches his chin idly, and it pains you to see how terribly old he seems now. As if the best part of him is long gone.
"But I think the use of base magics is not going to be sufficient. Roarr is correct. This is a Holy Artefact we are discussing here. Only the most powerful of Divine magics can bring about what you seek, and even then..."
He drifts off into deep thought, then his eyes suddenly focus once more. "Do I remember rightly...?" He rings a small bell, and an attendant hurries up, leans close to recieve the True taur's instructions, then hurries off to do his bidding.
Kular sits back once more, and listens once more as the Chosen continue to plan.
Flat-top Monday February 18th, 2002 6:52:25 PM
"After seeing the future, I'm ready to go or do anything to change the future. I want Kenisha to have her foul, I want Kalon to live and Raorr to get mad at me again. And I can only do that if we can change the present. That why I became a fighter in the first place. OH! don't pay me no never mind, I'm just an old war horse." Flat-top just stand there and look out the window.
Kenisha Tuesday February 19th, 2002 12:14:39 AM
"Whether through divine or arcane means, I think we should try." Kenisha says vehemently.
Raorr Tuesday February 19th, 2002 1:48:43 AM
Raorr smirks at flat-top's comment "Be careful what you wish for centaur, someone may grant you your desire"
Raorr nods "Okay Kenisha you've decided now we'll stand here while we wait for Kular's servant to return with his wishes and then we should leave."
He looks to Ceira Leets and Zeoll "You three, could you get the heart, this way we can save some time discussing it later, Kale you are quick, perhaps you could ask around to see if anyone has spotted Zakeria. I noticed she hasn't been around since we went into the portal"
To Kenisha he says "WE'll get through this I'm sure, but please don't have children solely based on a future that we are trying to avoid, if you two really mean to get married let it be some where far from the islands, I don't think the people on the islands aprrove of such cross species relations. I'm one of them, but being open to new things I may accept it begrudingly, others may not and causing a racial puritian movement would definetly not help our uniting our peoples. No matter how symbolic it may be, precedents are the most trying emotionally and physically, allow others to take some of the burden you have leadership of the taurs to worry about."
Zeoll Tuesday February 19th, 2002 6:54:16 AM
"Indeed, Rraorrr, I believe at least fourr of us should be with the Hearrt at all times. Let us all go, fetch it, and then keep it close henceforrth."
He goes, with whoever else comes (hopefully all) to bring the Heart.
"I am not tied to my plan," Zeoll says to Kular and the others. "If we think some otherr will worrk as well, we can trry that. I would love advice frrom ourr good frriend."
DM Carl: He Ain't Heavy... Tuesday February 19th, 2002 9:19:21 AM
It takes two strong Taur to carry the Heart back to the common room. You realise that if you're going to carry this thing any great distance it will take more of you; it must be incredibly dense, because it is not all that large. Perhaps some sort of cart or trolley might help?
Kular continues to stroke his chin, awaiting the return of the attendant, watching the Chosen continue their plans. At Roarr's words he holds up a hand. "No need to trouble yourself on that account. The three healers should already be on their way, Zakeria among them."
At the talk of reaction to mixed race marriage he looks sad, but holds his council.
Flat-top Tuesday February 19th, 2002 10:09:38 AM
After a few minutes of watching the birds out the window, Flat-top turns to Zeoll "I think I'm getting the reason behind this question. the reason we can get the Heart can be made alive again, is that it was not Domi's Heart But the Heart of essence of all the Taurs? That was broken into pieces? Is this why we need all that magic?"
"Hmmm! That is another story? Your Right Raorr I have not seen Zakeria since we arrived from the future." Flat-top turns and watches the children at play.
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday February 19th, 2002 1:06:58 PM
Standing quietly in contemplation Kalon waits for the partie's next move.
Leets Tuesday February 19th, 2002 3:15:18 PM
"Wow...That's heavy." says Leets rubbing his shoulder. "While we are at the Genie Center or at the Catacombs, maybe we can buy something to make the holy Heart easier to carry..."
"So, who will stay here, who will go to the Genie Center and who will go to the Catacombs? Do we go there together to have more weight, or do we split to be quicker?"
Kenisha Tuesday February 19th, 2002 11:47:16 PM
"Good idea, Leets." Kenisha replies. "We should have something made to help carry the Heart. As for splitting up or not, that would depend on how much money we have to raise. It'll do no good to send half of us to the Genie Center if they don't have the money they'll need."
Kenisha turns her eyes to Raorr and replies in a far more icy, but still civil tone. "I will not hide my love away like an eyesore. You may be right about racial purists, but I will marry Kalon. The ceremony does not have to be fancy nor flashy, nor will we rub it in the faces of those who might object. In fact I think I would prefer something simple and quiet. What do you think, Kalon?"
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday February 20th, 2002 1:39:35 AM
"Well... I am certainly happy for you Kenisha but a wemic and a..." Ceira pauses to clear her throat as if hesitant to continue, "centaur. It just... sounds weird. Anyways, let's get back on track here." Ceira looks down into her coin pouches. "Hmm... I'm not sure how much we'll need but I will volunteer to be one of the ones to go buy what we need. I'm confident that batting of my eyelashes will get us some decent prices." she winks.
Zeoll Wednesday February 20th, 2002 6:26:40 AM
"Leets," Zeoll says, "That is a good idea. We need a litterr of some kind." The liontaur helps to make one if he can be of service. Plus the artisans who remain at the Keep can do a better job.
"Sly, you arre rright on -- I hope that ourr deeds will fix the hearrts of all Taurrs, not just Domi's Hearrt."
The liontaur looks at Kenisha and Kalon, then to Raorr, Ceira, and Kular. "I, forr one, think that a wedding is just the thing to help people underrstand that all Taurrs must be united! Not only will thins be a happy day forr us herre, but forr all Taurrs!"
Zeoll adds, "On second thought, why don't we all go to the Black Genie Centerr and then go to the Catacombs if the BGC staff tells us to."
Kale Wednesday February 20th, 2002 9:18:24 AM
"I'm pretty sure we're not going to be able to buy Domi's spirit back into the heart, but they may at least be able to tell us some info on how to do it," Kale says. "As far as the wedding goes, let's worry about that issue when we have time. We have too many things to do right now."
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday February 20th, 2002 11:08:44 AM
Kalon smiles at Kenisha, "My love, I would marry you amidst fanfare and revelry or alone on the plains or forests with the wind and birds our only witness." He pauses and takes a deep breath, "We are the Chosen of Domi and we must lead first by example our union before all who can see is a must for our people. In this chaos filled world we can have our times of joy but cannot forget our duties to our people. If there are purists then it will draw them from the woodwork. The enemy we see is less dangerous then the one we don't. I think we should marry in the simplest grand spectacle we can. However we should be married by one who still follows. Perhaps one who has expressed reservations." He stops, looking at Raorr. "Well Raorr, my verbose friend?
He then looks at Leets and Ceira, "Of course to continue showing our unity I think we need two others. Two of seperate branches of our race to endorse our marriage. Perhaps Leets and Ceira," then looking at Zeoll, "Lastly we need someone to create the ceremony and nobody I am sure could do it better then Zeoll."
Looking at the remaining taurs, "Would that I could find something for each of you to do but perhaps we could use your services for security. After all the purists may not wait to strike."
Flat-top Wednesday February 20th, 2002 12:15:42 PM
"We'll need a Cleric besides you Kalon. A bridess Maid Ceira, very good choice, A groom man,Leets the best choice. And Kale, Raorr and I will be the guard taurs. Sounds good to me.
Now let's see how much gold I can come up with? Hmm I have 468 gold That I can spare.
The Return Of The Taur
Flat-top Wednesday February 20th, 2002 12:21:48 PM
"Oh! Look! I found a gold ring. That I fish out of a tree in the Red Wyrm Inn. Now we are ready. Do you have a handkerchief, Raorr? I know your going to cry."
DM Carl: Domi's last gift Wednesday February 20th, 2002 1:19:10 PM
As the Chosen finalise their plans, the attendant Kular sent returns, with Minisha, Mylo, Zakeria and the human cleric of Alemi in tow. The attendant struggles under the weight of a large silk-wrapped parcel. "Thank you for joining us," whispers Kular, motioning the attendant towards him. "I asked you all here because I don't know what will happen in the next few minutes, and your services may be required." Turning to the Chosen he continues;
"When Domi first created this place he entrusted me with this," he pats the large parcel now placed upon his knees. "He told me only, 'Use this only when the time is right. You will know when.' And I believe now is that time."
He begins to slowly unwrap the parcel with weak and trembling hands, until finally the covering is stripped away to reveal a large stone tablet, with ancient Tauric runes inscribed into its surface.
He looks around the group before he begins to read out loud;
"The First shall be the Last, Be he who marks the Path, To guide the Chosen Few Till Stone is Flesh anew!"
As the frail True Taur reads the runes begin to glow faint blue. By the second line they burn with azure fire, blazing more brightly with every word. And Kular's voice and posture seem to be changing also. As the verse continues his old strength seems to flood back into the True Taur. His shoulders square, his chest expands and by the last verse the feeble invalid who began the reading is standing, feet planted wide, muscles cracking with power and blue fire, his once cracked voice a furious, joyous roar!
With the final word there is a blinding flash of light. Thunder rumbles over the Keep, and Kular stands before you, bigger, stronger, more powerful that ever before! Sparks of the magical light flicker over his skin and fade, as Ilsa, the human cleric, falls to her knees and whispers "Blessed Alemi!" (Make a spellcraft check DC 15 to recognize the light as Divine in origin).
"It is done," Kular rumbles mightily, smiling down at each you. "I am returned."
But the Taur who speaks to you does not speak with Kular's voice!
Raorr d20=8 Wednesday February 20th, 2002 2:18:56 PM
Surprise crosses his face at Kalon's suggestion "Kalon I'm no preist nor do I have any desire to be one. Let those who chose to worship stone and paper bring you together, I worship through steel and blood. That is the way of the warrior, the way I see Imod. The rest may see his kinder side but I don't my reservations are neither against you or Kenisha, it's that I believe that it will not be tolerated by the taurs so soon, when and iff you have a child it will not be accepted by either side. I'm sure you two are not the first 'couple' even before our people split."
Raorr looks at Flat-top raising a hand to smack him "I aught to.." Obviously he restrains himself but it looked close. <Just trying to provoke me I bet> he thinks <that's prtety dangerous>.
He becomes distracted once Kular begins to talk
Once he speaks Raorr says gasping "Imod!" with that he lowers his head.
Flat-top d20+1=19 Wednesday February 20th, 2002 3:45:31 PM
Flat-top looks at Raorr as hes about to hit him one,hold fast against the blow to come... But the voice... that voive of... "He's back" whispers Flat-top. "He's back in the true form of the Taurs." Then he is silent, waiting for the sound of his voice again.
Leets Wednesday February 20th, 2002 7:03:07 PM
The young centaur paladin walks with awe before the mighty Taur standing before them. Unable to spell the most single word, he bows his head and kneels down, understanding that there is much more than Kular here...
Kenisha Wednesday February 20th, 2002 11:37:49 PM
With tears in her eyes, Kenisha kneels down as well from her place next to Kalon.
Doubting Zeoll d20+1=18 d20+7=24 d20+4=9 Thursday February 21st, 2002 12:02:50 AM
Zeoll's untrained Spellcraft check (raw Int roll okay?) suggests a divine origin, but Zeoll just cannot believe his eyes.
He makes a Sense Motive roll to see if Kular has been affected by some enchantment (roll 24 falls one short I think).
But since the Being has made no claims, Zeoll offers no challenge. Instead, he just watched and waits, paying very close attention. (Spot roll 9)
He tries to remember if this being's voice is the same as the voice he remembers from when he met Domi.
Ceira Karwyn d20+8=15 Thursday February 21st, 2002 12:32:41 AM
Ceira blushes at the suggestion of being the Bride's Maid and acknowledges Kenisha and Kalon with a curtsy as best as a wemic's four paws can manage. Due to her feline build, she manages to pull it off without tripping over herself.
(OOC: Spellcraft=15) Ceira's jaw feels as if it scrapes the floor as she stares in awe at what has transipired. "Kular?" she whispers in a hushed voice as if hesitant to believe.
Kale d20+2=12 Thursday February 21st, 2002 8:25:32 AM
Not seeing anything unusual about the light, Kale says to Kular, "Your voice changed. What happened?"
DM Carl: Like a Taur Possessed Thursday February 21st, 2002 10:07:48 AM
Zeoll is certain that the voice is not that of Domi. Though not well versed in these matters, he believes Kular has been possessed. But by who? Or what? It doesn't take long to find out.
'Kular' shakes his huge head sadly at Roarr's exclamation. "No my Children, am not Domi. I wish that it were so! My name is Tarsus, the first of the Taurs. I was the sire of the Taur races."
He looks at each of you, fixing you with the impossible depth of those black eyes, before continuing;
"I am sent by Gargul from the realms of the Dead, as a token of respect for your faith and hope in my Heart given so long ago by Domi. Yes, the Heart that was sundered and then reunited by your faith was my own, suffused with my spirit and brought alive by the power of Domi.
I am here to advise you. Gargul has requested and Alemi granted that my heart be alive and active once more. I am here to guide you in your quest to achieve that end."
At the mention of Alemi Ilsa stands and steps forward. "Yes, I felt great Alemi's mighty hand at work. It is by his power that this... Tarsus has entered the body of Kular." She gazes up at the magnificent Taur in awe.
Kalon the Wemic Thursday February 21st, 2002 11:00:26 AM
Kalon remembering his experience as a child had not moved at the change in Kular. Domi's final words still ringing in his heart he faces the changed Kular. He does however make note of those around eager for Kular to be the returned Domi. When he hears who the new Kular is his heart sinks briefly with dissappointment.
"So you are the first taur named Tarsus. Perhaps you can explain what reunite the taurs means" he asks. Then helping Kenisha back to her feet he waits for Tarsus answer.
Flat-top Thursday February 21st, 2002 11:36:46 AM
Tarsus? Tarsus? I though your were just a myth, told to young colts? What race were YOU Centaur? Minotaur? or Wemic? Answer Us these question and I follow the banner of Unity to the end of time." Flat-top look to Kale and Raorr and questions "OK! what's wrong? You two have your eyebrows in a knot?"
Leets Thursday February 21st, 2002 12:05:05 PM
Leets quickly stands up, almost losing his balance. He glances at Kular-Tarsus with amazement, eyes wide opened.
"Err...Hem...Tarsus the Holy Father of all Taurs! Oh my...I knew somebody important just arrived but that...That's really great!!!"
The young paladin listens to Tarsus quietly, and politely wait for Flat-Top and Kalon to have finished.
"Gargul requested it! Alemi granted it! So in this quest there are even two gods who shall walk by our side! Then there is no way to hesitate anymore!"
Raorr look at Flat-top Thursday February 21st, 2002 6:25:29 PM
Shaking his head Raorr says, "Flat-top, it's good to know you're so eager NOT to follow the banner of unity if he choose not to answer. Isn't it obvious to you all He was the first that is why he looks that way. When the heart was sundered so was he. That is why the three races look so different. They each took on differnt portions of the Taur race."
Still shaking his head, "I don't need some old tale to explain that one that was easy."
Kenisha Friday February 22nd, 2002 1:39:39 AM
Kenisha smiles at Kalon and kisses him on the cheek after he helps her up. "Thanks." she whispers to him.
"I think Raorr has it right. 'The First shall be the last'. Kular is the living embodiment of what the Taurs use to be. Right?"
Kale Friday February 22nd, 2002 9:23:42 AM
"Sorry, but I havnt heard of you." Kale says. "Though if what you say is true, does that mean the Minotaurs were first to exist, since your a minotaur."
Zeoll Friday February 22nd, 2002 9:32:48 AM
"We arre honorred by yourr prresence," Zeoll says in Tauric, bowing deeply.
"And we would be glad to have yourr advice or help in rrestorring the Hearrt. Thank you!"
DM Carl: Tarsus tells it like it is Friday February 22nd, 2002 11:54:32 AM
Tarsus smiles as the Chosen bombard him with questions.
"It seems that since my passing history has turned to legend, and legend turned to myth. Very well, a little history should be of use in clarifying your situation.
"The form I have now, that of centaur, minotaur and liontaur combined (OOC This is the True Taur form of Kular, not, as Kale suggested, a minotaur) is the original form I had as the first taur. My progeny, however, looked as you do today. They were separated into the three distinct races. However my Heart, created as a divine artifact for our people by Domi, was not the cause of the dividing of the races. The physical differences in time became mental and social ones, the races began to divide into tribes. When the heart was presented to the tribes the sundering took place precisely because they were so divided. The sundering of my Heart, and the dividing of the islands symbolized the division amongst my Children.
"You ask what 'Reunite the Taurs' means. It is no less a task than conquering the racial hatreds that exist between the three races, overcoming the stereotypes and petty jealousies, banishing their fear, envy and pride. Only then can a single society arise once more, a united Taur state, made up of all three races acting together in harmony. This, make no mistake, is a monumental task. Perhaps, after so many centuries of war and hatred, and with great Domi gone, it is even impossible. Truthfully, I do not know.
"Now when Domi called each of you, and bade you reunite my Heart, it was the first step on the path to healing the rift begun so long ago. The Heart was to be a symbol of unity between the Taur races, a banner behind which the three races could begin to come together once more.
"Now, through your faith, the dead Heart may beat once more, and the banner may be reinstated. Alemi can provide the power that once came from Domi, but it is not that simple. When Marteaus the dark Lord murdered Domi, the heart was tainted by his foul touch. It is not only dead, it is infected by his vile power.
"Before the Heart can be reanimated, it must first be cleansed. And the only place this can be done is in the most Holy of sanctuaries, and by the most Holy of divine representatives in the Wold. You must travel many miles to the East, to the Temple of Light, in far off Plateau City. There you must seek out the High Priest, and bid her cleanse the Heart, to prepare it for the rituals to follow."
Kale Saturday February 23rd, 2002 5:47:57 PM
"Well, you look like a minotaur to me." Kale says. "Plateau City. I'm not sure we'll be welcomed there, it being a human city and all."
Leets Sunday February 24th, 2002 7:42:31 AM
"Oh come on Kale! I always wanted to get a look at this city, I've been hearing of it so many times! Moreover, we have no choice if we have to find the clerics there. If they have troubles letting us walk their streets, we can always explain them that we have a holy quest. Even people strange tempered like humans should help us with this no? It's their Wold too after all!"
Flat-top Sunday February 24th, 2002 11:33:57 AM
"To me, Kale, he look like a Centaur. A good looking one at that," muses Flat-top. "Leets, to be honest I never heard of this Plateau City? But if that's the way to go and Kenisha says we go. I'm going. Coming Kale? How about you Raorr, coming? It will be a good fight good for the muscles!" Flat-top is baiting Raorr, knowing that Raorr loves a good fight.
Kenisha Sunday February 24th, 2002 12:26:15 PM
Senisha's eyes are laughing even as she strains to keep her mouth from joining in.
"To me Kular has always looked like a beautiful mixture of all three races. As to going to this Plateau City, I say we do it. For Zeoll's plan to get the heart beating again, it sounds like we have to and I'm all for it."
Raorr Monday February 25th, 2002 2:26:44 AM
Raorr pipes in, "I believe I've been to the city once before, helped a few humans kill a purple worm I believe. Of course the details are still dreamy, all I remember is flying carpet and garbage can lid, and a horrible flight that involved me riding a lid holding on to a rope.
"It's called Plateau City for a reason, quite the climb without magic. But tolerant of our kinds. The whole event reinforced my belief humans are stupid. We weren't even there to hunt a purple worm, only to get a sample of its lair. Some human decided to call out into the cave and drew its attention."
Raorr puffs his chest and continues, "Of course the puny humans couldn't harm the beast so I gored it to death in 12 seconds flat, my horns and blade carved it like its hide was a cloth."
Zeoll Monday February 25th, 2002 6:57:53 AM
Zeoll asks the figure of the Taur from out of time, "Good sirr, may I ask forr yourr guidance about two things?"
"After we obtain the patrriarrch's blessing, what else must we do to make the hearrt beat again?"
"And what do you think of the idea of using the Hearrt as a symbol to rrally taurrs and rraise a grreat multi-taurr arrmy to find and fight the forrces of the foul Marrteaus?"
DM Carl: The Quest Accepted Monday February 25th, 2002 11:02:29 AM
"So, we are agreed? Very well.
"In answer to your questions sir," nods the huge True Taur to Zeoll, "I can offer you only this piece of advice. Keep one eye on the future by all means, but keep your mind on the present. What will be will be, but only if the task at hand is accomplished. You ask for my guidance, this is what I can offer you. In time all things become clear, but for now worry about the first steps of your journey, not the destination.
"A ship has docked down near the Shanty Town that has grown up around Heartkeep. It is headed for Plateau City, and will be leaving within the next couple of hours. The Captain will be amenable to your booking passage aboard his vessel. Also, there will be one other who has traveled far to reach you. Accept him as you would accept one another. Now, unless there are any more questions, I would suggest you prepare yourselves for the travails ahead!"
Flat-top Monday February 25th, 2002 11:42:37 AM
Yes! Sir! Keep eye on future and Keep mind on present." Ponders the Centaur. "Come on guys! Kenisha said we go." Flat-top gallops to the door, stops at the threshold turns and bows toward the old Taur. then on to his room, picks up his back pack and gear, exits his room and shouts,"Last One to the Front Door Is A Lacy Pants Taur!"
Zeoll Monday February 25th, 2002 3:30:23 PM
"Two last questions, please, Tarrsus. You said that we should 'trravel many miles to the East, to the Temple of Light, in farr off Plateau City. Therre you must seek out the High Prriest, and bid herr cleanse the Hearrt, to prrepare it forr the rrituals to follow.'"
"My questions arre:"
"Firrst, could we get therre much fasterr using the magical porrtals we found on Centaurr Island? We know how to get to Lankhmarr -- even if we can't get to Plateau City dirrectly, would it save time to go to Lankhmarr firrst?"
"Second, should we brring the Hearrt with us orr brring the High Prriest back herre for the cleansing?"
Kalon the Wemic Monday February 25th, 2002 10:17:24 PM
Kalon moves towards Kenisha and takes her hand. "I guess our wedding day will have to be put off for awhile still my love. We still have our duty first to attend to," he says smiling.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday February 26th, 2002 12:08:11 AM
"The humans of Plateau City..." scoffs Ceira. "I've never been there myself but I'm sure they're nothing compared to us Taurs. However this High Priest seems to be a humanoid of great power. I will have to see it to believe it."
Kenisha Tuesday February 26th, 2002 1:45:43 AM
Kenisha smiles ruefully at Kalon, "It seems so. But it will take place; it must or my heart will burst."
Turning to the others she simply says, "Everyone get ready, we have a difficult task before us, but I's sure we are most capable of completing it."
Raorr waits Tuesday February 26th, 2002 2:26:06 AM
Raorr stands ready to leave. He mindlessly rubs various patches on his armour, feeling the bumps and edges that protect him.
Leets Tuesday February 26th, 2002 8:48:09 AM
The young centaur paladin races Flat-Top to get his things first. He grabs his backpack, his sword, his shield and his quarterstaff, and heads in the direction of the gates as quickly as he can, skidding in the doorways and galloping when he can.
"We are going to resurrect the heart! THAT'S GREAT!!!"
DM Carl: Parting is such sweet sorrow... Tuesday February 26th, 2002 11:32:53 AM
"Hmm," ponders Tarsus at Zeoll's questions. "A portal to Lankhmar, you say? No, no It would be no quicker to go that way to my mind. And the land you would have to traverse is simply too dangerous in these troubled times. No, the sea route is best.
And yes, you will certainly need to take the Heart. The ceremony of cleansing must be carried out in Plateau City."
The Chosen gather their belongings, and say their farewells.
"Don't forget to wrap up warm, and be sure not to eat any of that nasty foreign food!" Sniffs a tearful Neima, waving a hanky as you leave. "Come back safely, you hear?"
The Chosen make their way down to the dock, and sure enough a trading ship has arrived. Zeoll recognises it at once as the Merry Mermaid, the ship he boarded when first he heard Domi's call. Several familiar looking faces lean over the side, taking in the sights.
He spies the gruff Captain Parsons standing at the gangplank, in discussion with a black haired minotaur with ornately engraved horns. The taur's left ear is almost entirely missing and he has many very distinct and gruesome looking scars all over his body. As he turns towards you you realise his tail is missing. Captain Parsons looks up and spots Zeoll. "Hey, hey ain't that Blesser? It is, it is! Good ta see you, matey! What are you doin' here on Bridge Isle?"
{Ladies and gents, kindly welcome Jay to Game 7! He has been playing over in game 3 for several months, and now joins us to fill the Taur roster. You can mail a 'Hello!' to Jay on axemaster1010@yahoo.com
Flat-top Tuesday February 26th, 2002 12:26:32 PM
Flat-top rushes into his room, takes all his gear (bow & arrows, shield, backpack) and puts on his armor. Ready, he starts to gallop for the dock, when Neima bids him a tearful fare well. "Don't worry, Neima, for you I'll be very careful and come back to you." With a wave of the hand Flat-top is off behind Leets, galloping all the way to the dock. There he meets again the old captain, "Ahh! Captain Parson, I see the winds have been good to you. We may have a little favor to ask of you." Flat-top looks around (as to see if anybody is listening) then whispers to the captain, "A marriage on the high seas."
Kale Tuesday February 26th, 2002 4:03:10 PM
Gathering his things, Kale travels with the others to the ship. Once he gets there he says to the captain, "How long until we get to our destination?" Then, remembering something, he goes to Kenisha and whispers, "I think we forgot to bring the heart."
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday February 26th, 2002 9:33:14 PM
"I believe Flat-Top called you Captain Parsons?" Ceira walks up and politely bows to show her respect to his ship. Her attention is soon caught on the minotar without the tail. She leans more to her right to see if it isn't wrapped on the farther end, but is astonished to discover it REALLY IS missing! "Umm Captain... is this one of your crewmen? Unless my eyes deceive me, he is missing a tail."
She looks up to find the minotar looking down at her. "Oops! I'm sorry!" as Ceira quickly stands erect again. "I didn't mean to be rude by staring but I couldn't help but... Ahem! My name is Ceira. Pleased to meet you." She extends her hand and bows slightly.
Kenisha Tuesday February 26th, 2002 10:54:43 PM
Kenisha gathers her things and on the way out of the Keep, notices that the Heart is still where it was brought from the chamber.
"Kalon?" she calls out, "Flat-top? Anyone still here? We need to bring the Heart with us. Give me a hand and we'll get it down to the ship."
(OOC: She will look for any of the Chosen still in the Keep to help her carry the Heart down to the ship)
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday February 26th, 2002 11:33:46 PM
Kalon hearing Kenisha call for help follows her voice. His small backpack his only gear he moves to where she is.
"Ah having my heart alone isn't good enough you must have Tarsus heart as well" he says with a smile moving to the other side of the heart. Lifting at the one side he feels the muscles in his back protesting. Glancing at Kenisha,"I know it may not seem very dignified but the heart is sort of round we could roll it" he smiles again,"Guards...guards we are in need of your assistance"
OOC: what shape is the heart I have never figured that out really?
Raorr the Minotaur Wednesday February 27th, 2002 1:31:44 AM
"Okay I'll help, I agree rolling it would be simpler, but for the sake of hardship and this groups history of doing things the long way I guess we should carry it" The minotaur Barbarian assists the WEmic monk and the centaur sorceress lift the stone.
"Huh that's funny, you could say this time 'we got the rock in a hard place'" he jokes "We got unity here if that's what you want HEart each race helping the other over YOU."
Leets Wednesday February 27th, 2002 6:44:28 AM
Leets on his way to the ship suddenly stops and let Flat-Top overtake him in the race.
"Oh oh...We just forgot the Heart!"
He comes back to the Keep, where he meets Raorr, Kalon and Kenisha trying to a find a way to bring it on the ship.
"To roll the Heart in the dust! Don't even think of it! We all four together should be able to lift it! Aren't we Raorr?"
Zeoll d20+10=19 d20+10=11 Wednesday February 27th, 2002 6:56:05 AM
Zeoll bows and bids Tarsus farewell. "Thank you forr helping us. And thanks to Kularr forr his rrole as well. Frrom such as you two ourr rraces werre borrn, and borrn well!"
Knowing time is short, Zeoll composes a short ballad to tell the people about the Chosens' new quest. He performs it for the Keep Staff and for the taurs at the harborside village. In it he offers hope for taur unity and a living heart to come. [OOC: sorry, no time to compose the actual ballad! but two perform checks are above. Ouch! Natural 1 in the village!]
Zeoll gathers his belongings, bids farewell to the three NPC healers and the two priests who are remaining behind, helps carry the Heart if need be, and makes his way to the ship.
There he meets Captain Parsons. He smiles and greets the human. "The last time I saw you," the liontaur says, "you werre flat on your back with a nasty bump on the head. I am glad to see that the Miraculous Watery Hand Of Domi that brrought me to Bridge Island did not drown yourr ship!" Zeoll does not mention his very vague recollection of being thrown off the Merry Mermaid into the storm by the mutinous crew while the captain lay unconscious -- maybe he just dreamed that!
Looking at the minotaur, Zeoll holds out his hand in greeting. "If I am not mistaken, ourr meeting was forretold to us, and I am glad to welcome you to stand among the Chosen. I am Zeoll, once Student to Shaman Frrith and Warrriorr to Prride Nonowla, who arre now dust. I still count myself a prroud Son to Clan Aene of Wemic Island."
Zeoll bows, and the beads woven in his auburn mane click together as he rises to his full seven-foot height.
[OOC: Gosh Darn the burp in the Archives that lost Nov 1-8, 2000! I forget exactly what happened. The above is based on my vague recollection.]
Brahmah Wednesday February 27th, 2002 8:29:15 AM
The rather gruesome looking, falchion carrying, eight foot tall minotaur looks down on the Liontaur who just introduced himself as Zeoll. He does not take the hand extended to him in greeting right away, in fact, he seems to be waiting for Zeoll to take his massive hand. "No disrespect intended friend, but are YOU the Honored Leader of Chosen... or their emissary?! Perhaps I'm familiar to you Zeoll, but I don't remember dreaming you up!"
The black-haired minotaur begins to scan the few other Chosen in the area. Not seeing anything but Wemic around, he looks at Ceira and notices her staring at his rear end. "See anything back there that interests you... Ceira was it?!" He also extends his hand to Ceira waiting for her to take it. The large figure just stands waiting in the awkward silence awaiting the hand shakes.
Then he notices the centaur talking to the Captain and lowers both hands, then takes a step closer to the Captain and centaur. "Is he Chosen as well?" The minotaur just seems to be sizing the Centaur up, almost measuring him. "Are the Chosen taking this ship? Why are they sea-bound??!!" He suddenly snaps demandingly, then as if a switch was flipped, his attitude takes a sudden 180 degrees. "You dishonor yourself Brahmah," he says quietly, almost in a chastizing tone. "Is this any way to treat the Chosen!?" With a very robust laugh he turns and grabs the male Wemic's hand, giving it a VERY hardy shake, toothy smile beaming.
"My name is Brahmah, perhaps as one of the wise Chosen you can tell me what this means!" Brahmah fingers around inside a pouch and retrieves a stone button with a symbol of Domi on it. Barely having it out a second he asks again, almost child-like with excitement (a big change from a minute ago). "Does the wise emissary of the Chosen know what this is?! I awoke with it one night about a year ago, I'm not sure where it came from." He pauses. "I was Chosen, wasn't I?" His eyes show a fire within them, a passion, and hope.
The Voyage of the Merry Mermaid
DM Carl: And They're Off! Wednesday February 27th, 2002 12:15:00 PM
The Chosen manhandle the Heart down to the quayside. This is much harder than it seems, as the Heart is only a foot in diameter, but weighs an astonishing amount. Kenisha, Kalon and Roarr can just about carry it, but it is a very awkward size and shape to carry.
Meanwhile Zeoll serenades the Keep (which causes Neima to burst into renewed floods of tears) and the village (which provokes a polite but very halfhearted clapping.
Greetings are made, and after brief discussion the captain cheerily bids you all board his ship. "Come on, one and all! Plateau City bound we be!"
Some of his crew don't seem to fully share his enthusiasm, judging by some of the looks you are getting, but Captain Parsons seems oblivious.
As they climb the gangplank Parsons whispers to Flat Top "Weddings? Well, it's unusual, but yeah, I can do 'em, law of the sea an' all that. Who is it ya wanna marry?"
The gangplank is hauled up, and as Brahmah shows the stone button emblazoned with the symbol of Domi's twin swords, the lines are brought in and the ship begins to get underway.
Ilsa the human cleric arrives at the quayside, out of breath, and calls out to you as the ship moves away; "Chosen! I have sent a message to Plateau City! The High Priest will know of your quest when you arrive, and will help you! I have asked for a guide to be sent to meet you at the quayside! God speed, and may Alemi's blessing go with you!"
And with that you are off and out to sea!
Kale Wednesday February 27th, 2002 5:42:13 PM
A little ticked off that the captain didn't answer his question, Kale goes over to Flat-Top and asks, "Why is it that every minotaur in this group is ugly? I have my scars that I hide with my robe, Raorr is no picnic, and now there's this guy. I guess we weren't meant to be beauty queens." Then Kale puts his hand against his face and wonders how his life might have turned out if he wasn't purposely scarred and tattoed those long nights ago.
Flat-top Wednesday February 27th, 2002 6:53:43 PM
Flat-top Just stand there and gives this Minotaur (Brahmah) the once over. As only a fighter (sizing up an opponent) can do. With arms cross on his chest, "Taur, my name is Flat-top and was a marine Sailing Royal Guard before being called. And yes that coin is the mark of Domi, And yes you are one of the Chosen. I welcome you by our side." Flat-top extends his hand in welcome."
Flat-top turns his head towards Kale, and ask "Tell me Kale? Why is it that You Minotaurs always have this chip on their shoulders when we first meet?" Then looking Kale strait in the eyes and ask, "What scars?"
Kenisha Wednesday February 27th, 2002 11:27:59 PM
Kenisha sighs with relief as she, Kalon and Roarr put down the Heart on the deck. "That's heavier than it looks! We definitely have to get an ark or something made for it."
She looks at the Minotaur as he and Flat-top converse and heads over there. "Hello, fellow taur. I am Kenisha, leader of the Chosen. May I see that stone?"
She looks it over then hands it back. "A year or so back you said is when you found it? Did you have a dream right before you found it?"
Brahmah d20+4=23 Thursday February 28th, 2002 1:50:49 AM
Brahmah looks at the female centaur called Kenisha with awe and some amusement, smiles and kneels to one knee. "I am honored to serve the Chosen. We are blessed to have a Centaur as leader, they are great warriors. The females are voracious archers, I hear."
Standing, Brahmah looks at Flat-top and shrugs. "A marine! I'm a sailor myself, Taur! Perhaps we can spar when we have time?! I'd like to hone my skills!" Brahmah extends his hand, taking Flat-top's and begins to tighten the grip in challenge. :) (Strength Check of 23)
Brahmah simply looks at Kale and nods in greeting. "Maybe we can compare scars later?!"
Kalon the Wemic Thursday February 28th, 2002 2:16:34 AM
Kalon extends his hand toward the new minotaur. "I am Kalon," he says simply.
Zeoll Thursday February 28th, 2002 6:42:02 AM
Zeoll makes it his duty to stand guard over the Heart. He also keeps his eyes open for a sea bid, such as a gull, albatross, or puffin. If he sees one, he will cast his animal friendship spell on it.
Leets Thursday February 28th, 2002 9:38:54 AM
A young blond-haired (and maned) centaur, white coated, greets Brahmah too.
"Hello Brahmah, and if I understand well, welcome among us! I'm Leets from the Talric tribe, son of Stallion Cyrus and of paladin mare Rowena. I'm paladin of the gathered gods myself, and glad to work with another of our minotaur brothers."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday February 28th, 2002 9:59:49 AM
"Oh!" exclaims Ceira as she sees the mark of Domi on the stone. "I had no idea. Please accept my humble apologies. It is good to know that Domi's Chosen has grown by an extra number. There are strength in numbers you know." she pauses to evaluate the bulk of Brahmah's muscles. "And like all other minotaurs, it seems to show."
DM Carl: The Voyage Begins d100=52 Thursday February 28th, 2002 11:23:43 AM
The captain shouts out orders to his crew, who unfurl sails, lash down barrels, swab decks and generally look busy. Once things are operating to his satisfaction the captain turns to Kale and says "Now what was it you were askin'? How long to Plateau City? Well, that all depends, see? With best winds I'd say a week, if the weather's against us could be much longer. Have no worries, friend, the Merry Mermaid is a speedy vessel, and we'll get you to your destination as quick as we can."
A young crewman, a cabin boy, coughs politely as he overhears Kenisha's words. "Um excuse me mam? If you're wanting to make something to carry your big rock, Blimpy's the man to see. He's the ship's carpenter, he should be able to help you. That's him over there." He points out a rotund, genial looking fellow hauling on a line and sweating profusely. The cabin boy waves shyly at Zeoll. "Hello sir! Remember me? It's Beck'n, we met last time you were aboard."
As Brahmah takes the stone button back from Kenisha something odd happens. It seems to fly out of his grip, and attatch itself to the chain shirt on his chest! There is a deep, subsonic thrumming feeling, and the button seems to meld with the armour, until it is completely gone. The armour has subtly changed; it seems stronger, slightly lighter, and looks improved somehow. It now has the crossed sword symbol emblazoned on the chest (OOC: Jay, you now have a +1 chain shirt. Congratulations!)
Zeoll keeps an eye on the seabirds overhead, but none come close enough to the ship to be affected by his magic. Perhaps when they get further out to sea birds will be more likely to perch on the masts.
The wind is fresh, the sky is blue, and all feels right with the Wold.
Kenisha Friday March 1st, 2002 12:45:23 AM
Smiling at Brahmah, Kenisha says, "Well dream or not, it does seem as though you are indeed one of the Chosen. Welcome."
Raorr Friday March 1st, 2002 2:32:30 AM
Raorr watches Brahmah and thinks "Great two new memebers, at least theres only one mouth to feed"
Raorr apperently did not hear Kael's commetn as he looks down at the heart on the deck of the bridge. "Captain can you arrange for some restarints for the Heart of Imod, we need it secured during transport."
Upon hearing Beck'n's name Raorr approaches Kalon and lightly elbows him pointing to the cabinboy "Hey the lad's name is Beck'n; what you wnat to bet his parent's had a sense of humour and named his twin Call? Get it Cabinboys named Beck'n, Call?" Raorr chuckles, finally relaxing has his journey finally seems to be going somehwere.
Flat-Top Friday March 1st, 2002 3:51:42 AM
"Well, Look it here? Raorr with a sense of humor." Smiles Flat-top (but on his guard) then turn to Kale and Brahmah, "He's our Barbarian and he grows on you, come let tend to the Heart." And Flat-top will guard the heart to where ever it goes.
Then hope to himself that he does not get sea sick like the last time.
Brahmah Friday March 1st, 2002 5:41:54 AM
"Please forgive any harsh words I had, the last time I met people this quickly on the docks, I was almost killed. Of course it took dozens of pirates to drop me on my back!" Brahmah begins to laugh as he rubs the back of his neck.
Smiling back at Kenisha, he looks down at his chest with his 'new' armor emblazened with Domi's symbol. he begins to shine it up a bit. "Well, it does look like I'm Chosen."
He smiles wide. "It seems with all this talk, we do have an Honor ahead, to guard this... Heart is it. What is the Heart? Plateau City, what is this?" The newly christened Chosen walks over to the Heart and just begins to stare at it.
Zeoll Friday March 1st, 2002 6:34:24 AM
The liontaur druid keeps his eyes open, resolved to enchant a sea bird and gain a friend. It seems to him, as the Chosen sail on a human ship to human lands, that a set of aerial eyes will come in handy.
Zeoll greets Beck'n and Cap'n Pars'ns. "I rrememberr yourr frriendliness to me, Elwood," he says to Beck'n, "and I am glad to meet you again."
After an hour or so, Zeoll makes his way to each of the Chosen and warns them, whispering in Taur or wemic, where no crewmember can hear:
Watch out forr the one called Bucko. My memorry is scatterred, but I seem to rrecall that he and his cohorrts thrrew me overrboard the last time I was on this ship.
[OOC: Carl, what language does the crew speak? Hey Chosen -- do all of us speak common?]
Kale Friday March 1st, 2002 9:16:20 AM
"The ones all over my face and arms." Kale says to Flat-Top. "You think I wear this robe because its confortable? You and the others have seen them before, im surprised you forgot." then he looks over the side and says "I wonder if you get sick over the side, will the fish eat it?"
Ceira Karwyn Friday March 1st, 2002 10:00:44 AM
"Two weeks or longer???" exclaims Ceira. "Oh dear... Hmm... so how are your accomodations captain? Maybe I should just try to enjoy myself and treat this as a vacation cruise. After all the madness we've been through, I could use some rest and relaxation." Ceira tiptoes ever so carefully towards the edge of the ship as she peers down towards the water. Shuddering, she quickly scampers away and back towards the center of the ship
Ceira walks back to Brahmah, "So tell us about yourself. Especially aobut what happened to your tail. You don't have to of course but if you're willing to tell, then I'm willing to listen. And what brings you on board this ship?"
DM Carl: Ah, the idylic tranquility of it all... d100=32 d100=16 Friday March 1st, 2002 12:17:30 PM
Introductions are made, stories swapped, and the Chosen begin to settle into the voyage. (OOC Please feel free to RP post as much as you like over the weekend to get up to date with introductions and background, as we're moving ahead a few days here, but need to get all the intro stuff done too; is no-one going to fill in the new recruit on what's going on? For shame! ;-)
The captain informs you that the ship simply isn't built to accomodate centaurs and wemics. The Chosen will have to spend the journey on the deck, although the captain does rig up a set of tarps to keep the wind and rain off (should they arise). The First Mate, a stern but efficient woman named Brand, sees to the securing of the Heart, and a regular guard is set on the Holy relic.
The much-maligned Bucko, subject of Zeoll's warnings, does not take long to make his presence known.
"Well well, if'n it ain't old furface hisself!" sneers the snide crewman, popping out of a hatch just as Zeoll offers one of his warnings. "Talkin' 'bout me were ye? I don't know too much o' yer freakish 'language', but I know me own name when I hear it, right enough. You'll be doin' well ta mind yeself, furface, if'n ye're wanting to stay aboard this time!" And with a nasty laugh he is gone.
The journey continues without great event for a couple more days. Blimpy the carpenter gets to work contructing a rig that allows either two or four people to carry the Heart, which is sure to make life much easier.
Zeoll, after waiting patiently for several days, is finally rewarded. You see a large bird plunge from a great hight directly into the sea, emerging with a struggling fish in its beak. It flaps cheerfuly over to the main mast, where it perches to enjoy its meal. By the pure white body, black wingtips and long beak you recognise it as a Gannet. It is well within Zeoll's range, and it notices him at once. Curious, it flaps down to the deck, where it stands looking at him with a small black beady eye. (OOC: Cayzle, you can find out more about your new feathered friend at http://www.petersononline.com/birds/month/noga/.)
The weather remains good, and there is an easy camaraderie in the air between human and Taur. Nothing, it seems, is going to disturb the peace on this pleasant voyage.
And then, out of the blue, a scream cuts through the tranquility. You look around in time to see something haul a crewman off the side of the ship, blood pumping from his flailing body. At almost the exact same moment another scream is heard behind you, and a crewman staggers towards you, clutching the bleeding stump of his right hand.
Behind him a huge snakelike head rises from the water, its mouth filled with rows of razor sharp teeth. It screeches a challenge, and moves rapidly towards you!
Brahmah d20+10=30 d20+10=11 d4=2 d4=1 Saturday March 2nd, 2002 5:34:02 AM
As if out of sure reflex, Brahmah draws a Falchion from his left hip as he charges the beast. Totally disregarding the size of the creature, with no fear, he strikes out. (MAP OF THE SHIP?)
"Man overboard! Sea monster!" He yells.
Charging with his Falchion out, Brahmah strikes out at the serpent. A single attack. Critical Threat(natural 20) not confirmed (natural 1), Hitting AC 30 for 7 points of DMG (if I hit).
OOC:Using Dodge (for AC 22 versus the beast, -2 from the Charge his AC is 20). Attacking it for +10 (+8 bonus, +2 from the charge).
Zeoll Saturday March 2nd, 2002 7:47:44 AM
BEFORE THE ATTACK
Zeoll puts on his Bard hat and tells the story of the Chosen to the newcomer. Cayzle's Digest of that Story: We were picked by Domi, god of war and bravery, called Imod by Minotaurs and Tomi by wemics, for a purpose: To unite the Taur races, who had been (until VERY recently) divided and at war. To that end we were tested, and at the end of the testing Domi healed His Sundered Heart, an artifact and symbol of power, so that it lived and beat again.
After Domi was killed by Marteus, the Heart turned to stone and stopped beating. We Chosen have decided to bring it to life again. We have talked about using the Beating Heart as a rallying banner to unite the Taurs, maybe into one army to take to the End and fight Marteus.
We have divine hints that we can do it. Our first step is to seek out a human prelate of Alemi, Domi's friend and chief of gods, to purify the Heart. That's where we are going now.
OOC: Do read up in the archives for more details -- or ask us!
Zeoll befriends the Gannet, and (hopefully) they get along famously. Zeoll begins to teach it the "Guard" trick.
THE ATTACK
If the snake thing is still in the water (at least partially), Zeoll casts an Entangle spell, hoping that there will be enough seaweeds and kelp in the area to affect it.
Flat-top Saturday March 2nd, 2002 4:35:36 PM
Flat-top trots up to both Kale and Brahmah. Flat-top stands 8'6," weight about 1065 lbs. He has a piebald hide; Dark-skinned: white hair/mane/tail; with piercing ice-blue eyes.
Flat-top turns his head to Kale, "Kale, Yes I saw your scars when we first met. But since then we fought together your scars are no longer there. All I see now is one fine bull, in which I place my life in your fine fighting ability. You have no scars, Friend."
Flat-top turns to Brahmah, "Now my new Chosen Friend, we can pass the time away telling each other some fine lies. And I'm dying to hear the one about your missing tail?"
"OH! Oh! Look up! Trouble is a coming," Shouts Flat-top." Flat-top will take the +1 Morning Star from around his neck and will strike at the first opportunity.
Kalon the Wemic d20+3=15 Sunday March 3rd, 2002 6:34:56 PM
Kalon seeing the warrirors crowding in at the apparent sea monster. He moves to where the handless crewman is trying to stop the bleeding.
OOC: Healing check 15 to stop the bleeding
Kenisha d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Monday March 4th, 2002 2:36:00 AM
<ooc Before the attack>
Kenisha will spend some of the time with Brahmah answering any questions he has about the Chosen. The rest of the time she spends with Kalon.
<ooc after the serpent appears>
The centaress calls out, "Chosen! Let's give this watery snake a distaste for sailors shall we? Raorr! Flat-top! Brahmah! Close in and keeps its attention so the injured can get away! Ceira! Let's shove some magic down it's throat!"
With that she will cast Magic Missile at it. (For 7 HP from the two missiles.)
Leets Monday March 4th, 2002 2:47:30 AM
"Wohoh! Brahmah it looks like we'll have to wait to talk a little bit more," says the young centaur paladin before drawing his longsword.
Leets prepares to charge the sea monster, but also sees the hurt crewmen. There seem to be enough people fighting the thing, and some need urgent help.
Finally, the paladin hurries to help the first crewman, and uses his lay on hand to heal him, and then tries to see what's happening with the monster.
Kale d20+2=4 Monday March 4th, 2002 5:39:58 AM
Thinking about what Flat-Top said, Kale is a bit slow to react to the monster, but once he does, he moves to the Heart. "I'll protect the relic and cover you!" he yells to his friends as he draws his bow and lets loose an arrow at the serpent, but the wind catches it and sends it flying into the sea (AC of 4 I'm sure misses).
Raorr d20+11=29 2d6(4+1)+10=15 2d6(2+4)+10=16 Monday March 4th, 2002 5:47:14 AM
Raorr follows Brahmah's lead and Kenisha's command and draws his Greatsword, the blue glows brightens as he charges forth towards the Serpentine creature.
"Kenisha asks for your death creature and I shall give her it, your teeth will make a fine necklace by night's end"
Trying to avoid the Serpents strikes Raorr swings with both hands leaving his sheild on his back. Not wishing to be outdone by a newcomer after seeing him hit already, Raorr calls to the fury of Imod and rages, allowing his beastial side run amok again.
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Raorr Rages hitting AC 29 Damage is 31 (15+16) (breakdown - 22 STR, 2 handed is +9 damage; +1 weapon; doubled for rhino hide)
AC is 15 (19 w/o shield, -2 from Charge, -2 rage)
DM Carl: We're Gonna Need a Bigger Boat... d100=15 d2=1 d20+9=19 2d8(5+6)+12=23 d20+9=13 Monday March 4th, 2002 1:06:34 PM
The two minotaurs race into battle, both connecting with powerful blows. The creature to the port side of the ship rears its head in rage, and screeches. Its breath stinks. The head and neck are long and snakelike, but what you can see of the body in the water is fatter, and seems to have flippers of some sort. It must be a good 50 feet long from tip to tail.
Kenisha's bolts of magical energy slams into it too, causing another screech of pain.
There is minimal vegetation or suitable material for Zeoll's spell to control, and the spell seems to have no discernable effect.
Kale's arrow lands in the sea.
The creature snaps back, yellow teeth sinking deep and painfully into Roarr's shoulder (23 HP dmg). (Dwayne, please make a Fort save.)
Kalon and Leets see to the wounded sailor (Laurent, how many HP are you curing?), who seems relieved that the bleeding has stopped, but in complete shock at the loss of one of his hands.
Flat Top prepares an attack but holds back (Ceil, I can't carry out your attack unless you roll it!), which proves fortunate. From behind him, on the starboard side of the ship, a second head (the one which dragged that first poor unfortunate sailor to his doom) rears up and lunges at him. The great stinking jaws snap shut just inches from his face, catching him instead with nothing but a blast of fetid air.
The sailors, for the most part, are running about in panic or hiding below decks. Why risk life and limb when you have Domi's Chosen Warriors aboard? Captain Parsons and the First Mate Brand are in evidence though; both stand on the poop deck, bellowing instructions to their men over the sounds of the battle.
Flat-top d20+7=26 d20+7=25 d8+5=11 d8+5=11 d20+5=25 d20+5=15 d4+3=7 d4+3=5 d4+3=7 Monday March 4th, 2002 6:33:01 PM
OOC: Morning Star - critical hit 26 and 25? Damages - 11 and 11. Hooves attack 25 (critical)and 15 damage 7 & 5 & 7.
Flat-top guts told him to hold back just a few seconds, When the second head attacks Flat-top goes into action. Attacking the second head with full force into the face near the eyes, then rears letting the rest of the face have the taste of his hooves. "Come on, Fish face! I didn't ride the waves all those years for the joy of it... Want some more... Come and get me..." Flat-top will back up just a little, put up his shield and wait for just the right moment to go after him again.
Brahmah d20+4=19 d20+4=20 d4=3 d4=2 d4=1 d4=2 Monday March 4th, 2002 11:17:44 PM
Brahmah draws his other Falchion and attacks two weapon style. Hitting AC's 19 and 20, for 5+4+3+4= 16 points of damage, striking the serpent's head near Roarr's wound.
"Beast! You're dumber than you look! These are the Chosen, go back to the depths from where you came or die!" Brahmah shouts, then begins to laugh maniacally.
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 12:29:01 AM
Although momentarily stunned from the emergence of the sea creature, Ceira recovers and begins recovering the words of Magic Missle in her head. She focuses on the two eyes of the beast and unleashes two Magic Missle from both of her hands. (5 dmg and 2 dmg)
Raorr d20+10=17 d20+9=18 d20+4=13 2d6(4+3)+10=17 2d6(1+4)+3=8 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 12:31:29 AM
OOC: Raorr Save bonus is +10 (+5 from con, +3 from barb, +2 from fighter). Wounds taken 23 hp (of 49). First attack (Greatsword)AC 18 for 17hp if hit; Second Attack (Horn) AC 13 for 8 if hit. AC is now 17
IC: Raorr snorts, "Betcha minotaur tastes good, huh Fish?" Raorr swings his Greatsword again at the now wounded creature, this time attempting to also gore the beast with his horns.
"Come on, try it again, betcha can't just have one," he challenges it holding his blade ready.
Kenisha d4+1=3 d4+1=3 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 3:43:39 AM
Kenisha shakes her head at Raorr's joke, but she does smile. Then she lets loose with another Magic Missile at the beast. (for 6 HP of damage)
Kale d20+5=23 d8+4=5 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 9:23:43 AM
seeing that Flat-Top is being attacked by himself and that no one is able to come to his aid, Kale drops his bow, draws his sword, and charges the fishy head,hitting AC23 for 5 pts of damage.
Leets d20+5=9 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 10:05:38 AM
(Healing 9HP)
Leets glances at the second head that just appeared. He puts his hand on the wounded sailor's shoulder, and nods.
"Be brave! We are going to need you!"
Then he stands up, tighten his grip on his longsword and his shield, and comes by Flat-Top's side to attack the second head, yelling:
"How many monsters are there?!? Zeoll!!! What's that, do you know what's this thing?!?"
(Rolling a 9 to attack with the longsword...)
Zeoll d20+4=7 d20+4=17 d4+3=7 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 11:17:56 AM
Zeoll attacks the new snake-thing, charging.
He hits AC 17 with one paw, doing 7 hp damage.
Zeoll's own AC (after a charge) is 13.
Assuming it is nothing Zeoll knows, he says, "It's nothing I know!"
DM Carl: One of our Dinosaurs is Missing d20+5=20 d4=4 d20+9=28 2d8(2+4)+12=18 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 12:15:56 PM
The creatures (which are unfamiliar to you all, not being aficionados of sea serpents, aquatic dinosaurs and their ilk) don't look put off by the Chosen's retaliation.
Flat-Top unleahes a veritable storm of blows against the second creature (Ceil, your first hoof attack was a Crit threat. I rolled a second time for you, hitting, so it is a Crit. Remember, you always need to hit twice with an attack for it to be a successful Crit!), causing significant damage.
Brahmah's blow against the first aquatic monster is solid, but the creature just keeps on coming. At least it does until a combination of Roarr's blade and Ceira's magical blast of energy separate its head from its neck in a fountain of greenish ichor.
Kenisha, seeing that the first foe is down turns her attack instead on the second beast.
Kale, Leets and Zeoll dash in, and their combined attacks inflict further serious injury on the creature.
It is not dead yet, however. Bellowing in fury it lunges once more with disconcerting speed, plunging its yellow teeth into Leets' thigh (18 HP dmg: Laurent, make a Fortitude roll please).
The sailors are now all below decks save the captain and first mate. Each has a cutlass grasped firmly, keeping an eye out for any more of the monstrosities.
Flat-top d20+7=22 d8+5=13 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 4:57:29 PM
Flat-top ask Leets,"Will the sailor be all right?". Then Leets get hurt from this Sea Monster. Flat-top will attack with his Morning Star((only)attact-22 damage-13), Hitting it in the jaw (hoping to break it). Then grabbing Leets and will call for someone to help Leets. "Hold on Leets, you'll be all right. HURRY! HE'S BLEEDING!"(Flat-top has his back to the battle)
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=19 d20+4=13 d6+3=9 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 8:06:19 PM
Seeing Leets get bitten deeply by the monster, Kalon rushes forward, diving into a roll, attempting to avoid the great creature. Getting in close he strikes the creature with his hand.
OOC: Tumbled through the adjacent square without provoking an attack of opportunity (DC: 15). My roll to hit is 13 probably not a hit but rolled 9 points of damage.
Kenisha d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 8:56:02 PM
Kenisha looks at Leets with alarm. "Get out of there if you can, Leets. Raorr! How bad are you hurt? Zeoll see what you can do to help them."
She takes aim and fires off another Magic Missile spell at this second beast. (for 8 HP total)
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 12:11:47 AM
Ceira is momentarily sickened at the sight of the green-gurgling stump. With the sudden commotion around Leets, she redirects her focus towards the second head with a new round of Magic Missiles aimed at its neck (8 dmg).
Brahmah d20+10=30 d20+10=12 d4=2 d4=1 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 1:58:21 AM
Brahmah watches the fountain of ichor from the creature after Roarrs attack and figuring it'll die soon enough, he Charges the creature that Flat-top has whacked nastily. With one of his Falchion out ready to strike the beast, with a single attack.
"Ha ha! Yah!" Brahmah shouts as his Falchion embeds itself into the sea serpent. Brahmah twirls his other Falchion readying to strike with it next chance he gets.
OOC: Hitting Crit threat for AC 30, not confirmed with an AC 12, 3+4=7 points of DMG.
Zeoll d8+2=5 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 7:18:54 AM
Hearing Kenisha's words, Zeoll does his best to help Leets.
If Leets is down or unconscious, Zeoll pulls him to safety (probably provoking an attack of opportunity) and then casts a (bardic) cure light wounds spell. (heals 5)
If Leets is still standing, Zeoll backs five feet away out of combat, but still next to Leets, and then casts the same spell. If the monster has a big reach (probable), then Zeoll still might provoke an attack of opportunity.
Leets d20+8=17 d20+5=24 d20+5=17 2d8(4+2)+4=10 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 9:24:21 AM
"OUCH!!!"
Leets' almost fall on the wooden board of the ship as the monster bites him. The viloent feeling of the dirty yellow teeth of the thing entering his own flesh makes him see little lights dancing around him. In a last reflex (if he can, fortitude 17) to make the sea monster open its mouth, however, he lifts his sword high over his head, and makes it fall with all his strenth on the thing's neck (19 is critical with the longsword, converted with 17? - for 10 damage). However, once he stabbed the monster, he falls on the ground, holding his bleeding leg and tries to stand up, limping.
Kale d20+5=7 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 9:47:56 AM
after seeing everyone chop and zap the remaining monster to pieces, Kale moves the the side of the ship and scans the horizon for any more of the sea snakes(spot check of 7)
DM Carl: OK, Make That 2 of Our Dinosaurs... Wednesday March 6th, 2002 12:49:03 PM
Flat Top does more than break the creature's jaw, he near rips it off. The hapless beast's head pretty much disintegrates from the storm of blows that rain down upon it as the Chosen get tough.
Kale races to the side of the ship to scan for more creatures, but sees nothing. Neither, it seems, do the Captain and First Mate.
Leets and Roarr are patched up and given what healing is available. The crisis is passed, and all is well again.
Or is it? Over the next few days, as Roarr and Leets are restored to full health, a change in the mood of the crew becomes apparent.
First off, the crewman who had his hand bitten off develops a nasty case of the shakes. Though Leets is easily able to cure the disease, it does nothing to quell the growing fears of the crewmen. Half overheard snatches of conversation make it plain the crew's attitude toward the Chosen has changed.
"Sea serpents, Bodger! How long we been doin' this 'ere run, an' ain't never seen no sea serpents? It's them lot, I'm tellin' ya..."
"It's bad luck havin' em aboard, you mark my words..."
The weather also takes a turn for the worse, and it is no doubt the increasing unease of the crew that leads to a series of small accidents aboard that do little to ease the tension.
It is with some relief that, after almost two weeks of travel, that the lookout eventually cries "Land Ho." The Merry Mermaid draws closer, and soon you can all see the welcome sight of South Harbor, dwarfed beneath the towering Plateaus that rise above it.
Flat-top Wednesday March 6th, 2002 5:16:30 PM
After Flat-top helping Leets stay on his hooves, and have to be extra nice to Raorr.(We all know how Minotaurs are when they are hurt.) Flat-top trots over to Brakmah,"Nice work there, Sorry I quit a bit early, I had to keep Leets on his feet. When a Centaur is down and off his hooves, It usually means the Centaur is dying. Did you get hurt, OH! Yes,! Domi made a good choice in you."
Flat-top trots over to Kale, "I think we should keep a close eye on this crew, right now their spooked, anything can happen." The Chosen Ones swap tall tales for the rest of the journey. Then finally they see land.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday March 6th, 2002 8:35:15 PM
The groggy eyes of a sea-sickened liontaur face slowly open to the sound of the booming voice from the lookout post. Ceira's eyes light up as soon as she comprehends the words. She quickly gets up only to topple over again from the sudden dizzy spell. "Ugh... what a horrific ride on this boat! I... I..." Ceira quickly rushes to the railing and vomits up a greenish blend of last night's dinner and this morning's breakfast. "felines... don't mix well with water..." She slumps over the railing and passes out.
Kenisha Wednesday March 6th, 2002 10:26:51 PM
Not liking the mood of the crew, Kenisha cautions the Chosen to be careful and not to antagonize them if at all possible.
For her she spends a bit of her time with the sailor (ooc I've gotten his name) who was good at carpentry. She asks him if he will make a carry all and if he does will help him if she can (ooc no real skills here just handing and fetching him whatever he needs).
The rest of the time she spends with Kalon.
Brahmah Thursday March 7th, 2002 2:41:08 AM
Brahmah thanks Flat-top for his kind words, "...and Domi chose well in you my friend! You've got a might I respect and will Honor till death!" He smiles wide and claps Flat-top on the shoulder. Then realizing the crew is beginning to look at the Chosen in another light. Brahmah snarls and walks over to Kenisha, and whispers in her ear, "I think we'd better stay awake most of the night. I don't trust these humans. I've worked with many sailors in the past and if they think you own something valuable, they'll try to take with force. If we need to, I can help sail this ship if we have too." He looks around, then turns back to Kenisha, "I'm not the only Chosen that has worked on ships, right? If we need to, we can hold the crew below and sail to port with little problem." Brahmah says it with a certainty and arragance not seen in him before.
Still in her ear, he whispers again, "I believe if we have too, we can earn their respect. Besides, the way these humans ran like Silly Centaurs, the ship would have sank for sure!"
Then realizing that he said Silly Centaur, he looks back at Kenisha. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean insult you. Minotaurs call cowardice people Silly Centaurs. That saying will have to go when the Taurs rejoin again!" He smiles and bows slightly to her in Honor.
Zeoll and Gannet d20+3=19 d20+3=4 Thursday March 7th, 2002 7:03:18 AM
"Well done, my fellow Chosen!" Zeoll exclaims at the end of the fight. The liontaur uses his healing magic to help out the injured. He also studies the corpses of the beasts in order to broaden his knowledge. Plus why let all that good meat go to waste! [OOC: Knowledge of Nature check = 19; Bardic Lore check = 4]
Zeoll shares Brahmah's worries, and he makes sure one or two taurs are awake at all times. He trains his new avian animal friend, Gannet, to stay on guard duty ("Guard" = squawk if a non-Chosen comes near; fly away and get Zeoll in the face of danger). He also tries to teach Gannet not to poop in inappropriate places! [OOC: Carl -- Gannets are cool! Can we work on Gannet's 3E stats? How many hit dice does he have? Stuff like that.]
Zeoll, who has been careful on board to eat very lightly indeed, helps Ceira with her sea-sickness. He casts Cure Light Wounds (can't hurt) and gives her a few mint leaves to chew after she rinses out her mouth. "The same thing happened to me when I took my firrst sea voyage," he tells her.
When the ship's destination is in sight, Zeoll prepares his spells for the day:
Zeoll asks the captain for directions to the temple they seek. He helps to carry the Heart. Gannet stays close to the Heart, guarding it and Zeoll.
Kale Thursday March 7th, 2002 8:24:55 AM
"Good thing we hit land." Kale whispers to Flat-Top."Any more insults and I would of started slitting throats. Ill only take so much."
DM Carl: Blessed Terra Firma Thursday March 7th, 2002 11:44:43 AM
The ship makes dock, and the Taurs disembark, thanking Captain Parsons. Though he has remained friendly throughout his crew come first, and he too seems glad the journey is over.
The arc built for the Heartstone is unloaded also, Blimpy carefuly pointing out where the stone goes, how to have it covered, uncovered, and secured, and how the apparatus can be carried by either two or four (OOC I'll email you folks a diagram of the arc).
As you look around trying to figure out what to do next a young man, an Acolyte of Alemi by his robes, rushes over, breathless and very excited.
"In the name of Grenult, High Priest of the Temple of Light, welcome to the Plateaus! May your stay with us be blessed with good fortune!" Says the young man very quickly, his words tumbling over each other in his eagerness.
"My name is Ludlow, and I am to be your guide on the journey up to Plateau City and the High Priest. I trust your journey was satisfactory? We recieved word from Patriarch Ilsa of your coming, and everything is in readiness." He realises he is babbling, clams up, then spots the Heartstone. "Ooh, is that it? Gosh! Can I touch it? Oh, no, sorry, of course not, silly me, ha ha!" The poor fellow is probably a bit out of his depth, and the strain of recieving such an important assignment is beggining to show.
"Well, Chosen ones, whenever you're ready we can be off. Be warned, it's quite a climb!"
(OOC: Our CDM Jerry will be covering the description of the journey up to Plateau City over the next few days, so enjoy!
And please be sure to post. Only six out of nine today; not good! Daily posts please folks. If you are unable to post for any reason please arrange for someone else to sub for you, or if it's a last minute thing contact me and let me know. Thank you!)
Flat-top Thursday March 7th, 2002 5:06:56 PM
Flat-top takes a good look at this Arc. "Blimpy, your the finest carpenter. Very well made, fine quality and a very good job. Many thanks and heres a few gold coins for your trouble." Flat-top hand Blimpy 10 gp. When a Guide named Ludlow. who will guide all of us to Plateau City. You could see he was very young and had rehearse the speech. But Flat-top just stand there and wonders "Was I ever that young once?"
Brahmah d20-2=16 Thursday March 7th, 2002 5:47:11 PM
<<BEFORE MAKING PORT>>
Seeing land approach, Brahmah starts to gather his equipment, then reminds the Chosen to do the same.
<<AFTER MAKING PORT>>
Brahmah watches the display from the young acolyte and just shakes his massive head. Then he firmly walks up to the (human) acolyte and looks down at him, with VERY serious look on his face.
"FRIEND..." His voice booms, arms thrown in the air towards the sky like he's beggining a ritual of sorts (Perform Check of 16), "...we ARE the CHOSEN of Domi! We have come with the Heart!" Choking back a laugh, "Show me your creditials, prove to us your from the Temple of Light and ARE worthy to travel with the CHOSEN!" Brahmah just stands, waiting for the young man to produce papers or some other proof their who they say they are. He doesn't really expect them to have documentation, but figures it might be fun to see their reaction.
OOC:I made a Perform Check expecting to do lousy but turns out he's not that bad in this performance, DC 16. Don't even have the skill, or Charisma for that matter. :)
Ceira Karwyn Friday March 8th, 2002 1:34:51 AM
With Zeoll's CLW and the mints to chew on, she begins to slowly recover. "Thank you Zeoll. I don't know if I'll ever get used to these floating vessels."
Once on port she stomps around and paces back and forth while Ludlow is talking. When he is finished, Ceira eagerly steps forward, "I'm ready!"
Raorr Friday March 8th, 2002 2:15:31 AM
Raorr looks confused "Alright what did the human say?"
Raorr listens to the tone of Brahman's voice and senses from the loud tone that something is wrong, Raorr draws his sheild and greatsword. In tauric he looks to Kenisha "What's going on Kenisha, Why is Brahman challenging them?"
Kenisha Friday March 8th, 2002 3:47:44 AM
Kenisha tells Raorr in Tauric (and anyone else who doesn't speak Common) "He's Ludlow from the Temple of Light and has been sent to escort us to there."
To Brahmah (since I'm assuming he speaks Common to have understood the human) Kenisha kindly chides him in Common with, "Now friend Taur,we were told that a guide would be sent to meet us and since he knows the name of the one who told us about this temple, I am sure he is who he says he is." Kenish deliberately choses to say it in Common so as to reassure the poor human he isn't about to be gored to death.
And finally to Ludlow she smiles and extends her hand to him, "Greetings Ludlow. I am Kenisha, leader of the Chosen. I thank you for your assistance in guiding us on our holy quest." She introduces each of the Chosen and finishes with, "Some of our number do not speak the language of Humans, so pray excuse us if we pause to translate now and again."
She will then tell the others in Tauric exactly what she said to Ludlow.
Ludlow Friday March 8th, 2002 5:18:34 AM
At Brahmah's terrifying display the young acolyte nearly faints dead away. Somehow he remains upright, though he has begun to sweat profusely. The poor man (really not much more than a boy) begins to proffer holy symbols, rings etc. He pats his robes, franticaly hunting for something that proves he is who he says he is. "Puh-puh-please sir, they didn't give me any letter or anything..." he gulps, gazing up at the mountain of muscle before him. When Roarr draws his weapon and steps purposefully forward, it is all the fellow can do to stop himself from turning and running in terror.
The relief that floods over him when Kenisha speaks is almost comical. He sags, and takes her hand, shaking it repeatedly in extreme gratitude. In fact he seems to be using it to keep himself upright, and doesn't let go for quite some time.
Zeoll and Gannet Friday March 8th, 2002 7:04:42 AM
Zeoll says, "Good thinking, Flat-top." He says, "You'rre welcome" to Ceira as she begins to recover. Both comments are in Tauric.
Zeoll smiles at the teasing of the messenger, but his primary priority, in this land of non-Taurs, is to safeguard the Heart. He keeps a close eye on it and events all around. He volunteers to support one end of the Arc. Gannet rides on the Arc or on Zeoll -- he is also on guard duty.
[OOC: Carl, great sketch of the Arc! Thanks! Oh, and thanks for the Gannet stats -- they sound just fine to me!]
Kalon the Wemic Friday March 8th, 2002 10:45:49 AM
Having been silent since the sea monster's demise he had spent most of his time with Kenisha. When alone he had stood near the bow seemingly trying to practice something. Now in port he still remains silent as he follows the Chosen keeping an eye out for trouble.
Raorr Friday March 8th, 2002 3:14:42 PM
Raorr relaxes slightly, replacing the greatsword to its sheath. He speaks in Tauric, saying, "I can't believe how cowardly these humans are. We introduce ourselves, and this one nearly dies of a heart attack. Fragile bodies, weak souls. That's definitely human."
Welcome to South Harbor! (DM Jerry) Friday March 8th, 2002 4:12:36 PM
Ludlow leads them off of the pier and a team of 5 dwarves approaches quickly. Their movement could be called nothing else other than a forced march, yet they are not out of breath.
"Honored travellers! Welcome to South Harbor! We would be honored to convey any baggage or cargo that you have brought with you to the location of your choice."
Ludlow tosses them a coin and says, "We are carrying all we need with us now. Thank you for your offer."
He turns from the dwarves and begins leading you through the large town rather quickly. Passing a multitude of inns, you begin to wonder if there is an inn on every corner in this strange land.
A tall thin tower stands to the west of town. An explosion rocks the tower and most of the town stops and stares at it as smoke billows out of a broken window near its top. A few moments later, a man wearing a long robe or dress leans out of the window, his face black as the night.
"I'm OK! I'm OK!"
Dishwater comes flying out of a second story window into a gutter. All the streets seem to have gutters on either side and all are filled with sewer water flowing down to the shore.
Little children play games. They carry small figurines of men with swords or wearing dresses with wands in their hands. Every few seconds one of them shouts, "I let loose with my Wand of Fireballs exploding the Evil Dark Lord into bits!"
Then they spot you and stare. Mouths open. Occasionally a watchful mother scoops youngsters inside giving you a hard look. A halfling boy grins a huge grin as his mom scoops him up. An elven girl smiles shyly peering from behind her rather large mom's day-dress.
However, other times, as you leave, you hear the youngsters say, "I gore the Dark Lord with my two horns!..."
Eventually you reach the edge of town and Ludlow says, "It is thought best that we push forward to Promprey to spend the night. It is half a day north of here.
The countryside is full of wondrous grains growing in the fullness of early spring. Farmers work the fields helped by their children.
The sun is bright, the people mostly friendly if hesitant to wave as you pass. Dwarves work next to Elves followed by Halflings and Gnomes doing the lower weeding. A Truly Cosmopolitan Culture.
"Anyone tired yet?" He grins.
Brahmah Saturday March 9th, 2002 3:19:19 AM
Brahmah is really careful not to step on any children or gnomes while walking down the street.
"No. I'm not tired yet!"
Kale Saturday March 9th, 2002 4:37:58 AM
Trying to control the urge to steal, Kale keeps his hands in his pockets and his hood over his face in order not to scare anyone.
Leets Saturday March 9th, 2002 10:12:49 AM
Leet's mood is really darkened by his experience with the sea monster. He stays at the ship's rail for long hours, sometimes rubbing his now healed leg.
"It's the first time I get bitten by such a thing, that's an horrible experience...And...well...That's no good omen to my mind... I hope the journey will be happier tomorrow..."
Once the shore was reached, Leets seems to feel better, but spends some time with the wounded sailor to comfort him before leaving.
The city is the biggest Leets ever visited, and he looks amazed by everything he can see. After a moment, when he get used to the surrounding unfamiliar atmosphere, he comes by Brahmah's side and ask:
"So tell me my new friend, were do you come from, and how did it happen that you finally joined us?"
Flat-top Saturday March 9th, 2002 9:42:23 PM
Flat-top will get to the back of the ark and will be one taur out of four to carry the load. When the dwarves show up to help carry the Ark, he says, "No! Thank you. Only the Chosen handle this luggage." As Flat-top goes through the city.
Flat-top smiles as Brahmah answers the question of being tired. Might as well start the blood flowing in their veins. Flat-top smiles at the Minotaurs, "Centaurs never get tired! Do we Leets?"
Leets Sunday March 10th, 2002 5:26:26 AM
"Sure we don't Flat-Top! Like all of the Chosens anyway!!! Moreover, were would we find time to be tired?"
Says Leets, winking at Brahmah.
"Is all ok with the arch behind? Does somebody wants to be replaced? Zeoll?"
"Kenisha, how many people can leave in such a place? Probably hundreds and hundreds, no? I wonder where they can find the food for so many people..."
Kenisha Sunday March 10th, 2002 10:37:23 PM
Kenisha looks at Leets and says, "I suppose through fishing, hunting, farming. Farming would be the biggest means I would imagine. The country size surrounding the city is probably dotted with farming communities and such."
Kenisha smiles at Ludlow, "Taurs are a hardy breed. Lead on, unless you require a break?"
Ceira Karwyn Monday March 11th, 2002 12:10:10 AM
Ceira gazes in awe at the multitude of humanoids roaming the streets. "So many..." she mutters in Tauric. "If it weren't for the fact that we Taurs are physically bigger, I admit that I'd be intimidated by this foreign land. I'll feel safe as long as we stay together."
"Look! Look!" Ceira points excitedly at the channeled sewer water. "Isn't that neat? I wonder whether my village could implement such a system."
Zeoll Monday March 11th, 2002 12:47:23 AM
Zeoll tries to imagine what this land was like before so many two-leggers came here. He wonders about the plants and animals that used to be here.
"Yes, Cierra, these horrdes do teem, do they not?" He smells the sewage and cannot agree with her that such a system would be good back home. "It makes me sad, to think of the filth this place crreates. I hope we will neverr see the like in ourr homes. It is betterr to live lightly on the land, moving from place to place, not fouling it with one's wastes and crrowding out all otherr creaturres."
As he carries the arc, he manages the load easily, and has no need for relief.
"Let us prrogrress as fast as we can," Zeoll says to Ludlow.
Raorr agrees Monday March 11th, 2002 3:13:49 AM
"This place is quite large I must agree, but not suitable to people of our stature. I can not believe the stench it's horrible, comarible to the zombie corpse we dealt with during the long night of darkness" Raorr says covering his nose.
"If this persists I believe there may be permanent damage to my senses" he jokes lightly
Kalon the Wemic Monday March 11th, 2002 7:47:37 PM
Kalon walks along looking at the huge city around him. He feels the enorminity of the buildings and the mass of people closing in. He feels his longing to run across the open plains close in on him. Unable to understand how people could live in such confined areas. Yet his duty to Domi and the Chosen kept him trudging along.
Forward and Onward and upward? [DM Jerry] Tuesday March 12th, 2002 9:04:41 PM
The trip to Promorey is joyful and quick. The cleric jogs to keep up and although he breaks out in a sweat seems to enjoy the run.
The fields expand for miles and miles as you travel them. Everywhere you look, farmers toil in the fields waving as you go past. The trip to Promorey is a bit of an ascent. But the mind blowing feature is how the first plateau begins to appear in front of you as you travel nearer to it. At first, it seems like tall unending mountain, then as you get nearer it looms seeming to touch the sky. Brownish orange rock reaching 5000 feet straight up and stretching from side to side for what seems forever.
Arriving quicker than planned, it is still mid- afternoon when you arrive.
Ludlow says, "I guess we could go ahead and ascend this afternoon. Nothing better than to see the sun setting while rising 5000 feet up to the first plateau."
He leads the way through Promorey a trade route town of about 6000 people. Large storage bins dominate the skyline of the town and the smell of fresh hay is everywhere. Many inns congregate on the western side of town to accomadate all those travelling from Plateau City to the Coast and vice-versa.
Heading out west of town, the road travels west and the sign says, "To Xardmouth", however, a road turning north says, "To the Lift."
There are several storage bins inside a stone walled overhand of the cliff. Four huge ropes, each about 5 feet in diameter, rise up the side of the cliff from a huge series of pulleys on the ground. A line has formed for the next lift. A ticket office is near the pulleys.
Ludlow says, "Feel free to look around. There are blindfolds and restraints for...mounts if you are afraid of heights. No offense intended to your honor goodbeings. It's.....very daunting your first time. I'll get us passes for the next lift. We have official clearance."
...And nothing was ever the same again... [DM Jerry] Tuesday March 12th, 2002 9:06:48 PM
Suddenly--The Chosen seem to find their minds gripped with an echoey voice...one that sounds familiar--the kind of voice one might hear in a dream:
"He who has ears, let him hear the words of Valdor, formerly known as the Dragonslayer, now known as the Dragonstone.
"My brothers and sisters of the Wold, it has been given to me to contact all of you, and I have thought long and hard before sending you all this message. My companions, the Gold Dragons of Plateau City, and I have witnessed a great many things recently that led us to send this message. These words I speak, I speak with knowledge and understanding. I am sure that you all have seen and heard many unbelievable things over the last few weeks and months. I know of no other way to say this, so listen carefully. My known and unknown friends, war is coming! A terrible war against the most powerful of opponents. The one known as Marteaus gathers his armies now and is preparing to strike at all of our lands and homes. No where on this Wold is safe or beyond his reach. There is no hole deep enough nor a cave dark enough to hide from him. He has assembled an army of hideous creatures to attempt to wipe us all out at once. It is time to fight. We must fight for our lives, our families, our lands and our Gods. This evil will not go away if we turn a blind eye to it. We have witnessed the horrible things Marteaus has done and the abominations he creates. He must be stopped and his army must be destroyed. We will be outnumbered and many will lose their lives in the coming war. But if we do not start now and fight, we will all die, and everything we know will be ground under his heel into dust. So it is time to stand for what we know is right and good, and strike. We must strike at his temples and Caeroldra's and Ga'al's as well, since they are the ones behind all of this. Whether you use stealth or strength of arm, these temples must be destroyed. Do not fear angering a god, as they have begun something they should not have. When the war starts, each of you will have to kill at least 50 of the evil army to have a chance. For myself, well, I've been around a bit longer than most, so I'll aim for 100. Each of you must look to strengthen the defenses in your own town and country. You must have your people ready to fight to the death, if necessary. We must strike the temples now! If we can scatter their followers or at least disorganize them, it will delay their plans and make them alter their plan of action against us. I am no assassin, but I am charged with bringing together an army to defeat what I have seen. Do not be afraid, for we have 15 ancient dragons on our side and all of the Dragon groups of good as well. We must find alliances with all who would protect against the evil Marteaus has brought upon us. Seek the Dwarves, the elves, the halflings, the minotaurs and liontaurs. We must have an army to fight back and you are all the best in the land. We are the only hope in this dark time, but as long as one single candle is lit, the darkness will flee from it. When we face the Dark Lord, I will ask him how he thought he could possibly win with orcs and goblins fighting his battles for him. Stand up now for all of the Wold, for the love of our fellow good beings and all that is right and just. There will be great rewards for all who fight and survive this war! I will know of your deeds and will honor you in front of all who live. Some of you may earn the title of Dragon, others may earn valuable weapons and armor, but all will earn honor. When the time comes we must gather for the final battle, so be prepared. We know not when nor where, but be ready. We will win this fight, by all the good Gods, I know we will. I am Valdor the Dragonstone, and I will not accept any other end. Stand tall and proud and fight to win. It begins..."
Valdor's last words are barely a whisper, but all can feel his anger, but with no hate. And his pride is evident, but not necessarily in himself as much as with everyone he's relaying the message to. His words ring complete truth to any who can feel such things, and there was no hesitancy at all. It is spoken with complete authority, but also as a plea. Again you hear his last words, "It begins...."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday March 12th, 2002 11:18:37 PM
Kalon listens to the words finding them kind of obvious and more then a little vague.
"Just what are we supposed to get from that?" he mutters aloud
Brahmah Wednesday March 13th, 2002 2:26:24 AM
"AFRAID! Of going up a little cliff?! How insulting! I'm a Minotaur and Chosen, I'm afraid of nothing." Brahmah says staring into Ludlow's eyes sharply.
Looking straight up the side of the mountain, Brahmahs expression goes from anger to that of near apprehension, then quickly reverts back to the gruff old Brahmah everyone knows and loves.
:::After hearing the words::: Brahmah kneels, and looks up into the sky. "I swear my life the Domi and the Chosen. By my Honor, I'll die for the Wold and Domi!"
"This Valdor, The Dragonstone, must be very powerful! I must meet him."
Raorr Wednesday March 13th, 2002 2:29:54 AM
"50, is that it? How many do I have on my list so far Kalon? 60, 70? Lost track after the first few." Raorr chuckles
"I do hate when people speak in my head, I have enough voices there as it is I don't need another" He looks to the group, "Well if the war is on then let's get moving the longer the stone takes the less there'll be for us."
Leets Wednesday March 13th, 2002 7:59:07 AM
"Beeing afraid! Are you kidding!!! The only thing I want is not to miss the most single sight of what can be seen from such a place! How close from the gods one must be once...well, there!"
When the mysterious voice is heard, Leets listen carefully, but somehow prepared to what is said: wasn't it the plan he once proposed?
"So comes finally time for war!" says the young centaur paladin seriously.
"This Valdor, does somebody among us know him? He talked of abomination serving Marteau...Am I the only one to think that the monster we encountered on the sea could be an evil servant of the Dark Lord?"
"Ludlow, are there such evil temples...upstairs?"
Kale Wednesday March 13th, 2002 8:48:37 AM
"Ive heard of Valdor, but only in vauge tales. He's suppost to be a great hero. I guess he is if he can speak in our heads." Kale says. "Well, a power like that cant be ignored. Lets get to it."
Flat-top Wednesday March 13th, 2002 10:39:31 AM
Flat-top looks up the cliff and the clouds hides the top. Then the Voice? the voice sounds so familiar. " Like in a dream I once had so long ago." Flat-top wonders about it, until Kale said that he had heard of Great Hero named Valdor. "You know of Valdor, Kale? You say he's a Great Hero? Well! if he need help, I say By all the Gods, looking over us. And to the memory of Domi. Come on Chosen Ones, let's go and have some fun."
Flat-top trots over to Kenisha and whispers to her, "Maybe after this is over, You and Kalon will be able to raise that little fold of yours. In case I don't see you later on have a nice life." Then Flat-top kisses Kenisha on the cheek. And trots along the others to the lift."
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday March 13th, 2002 3:12:27 PM
"The Wold is at war?" repeats Ceira. "I had been so focused on our own nations that it never occurred to me that the whole Wold is indeed affected by this turmoil." Ceira grips a fist and looks up into the sky, "In Domi's name I swear I will fight to the death or else there will be little else to live for in this Wold. Yes Sir Valdor. Let it begin."
She silently thinks about her family and friends back at her village as she waits for their turn at the lift.
Zeoll Wednesday March 13th, 2002 8:18:10 PM
Zeoll enjoys the view and the prospect of the ride in the lift. "It's kind of like the biggest leap I've everr made!" he says in Tauric.
In response to Valdor's voice, Zeoll remembers a man he once met in a dream he had, a fun fellow who enjoyed his drink and a good laugh. It seems odd to hear such a momentous message from one such as that.
"Well, his message is not news to us," Zeoll says. "Therre will be a warr, and we will be in it. Indeed, it is to fight this warr that we seek to unite the Taurrs into one mighty arrmy."
"All this does is add urrgency to ourr need. I wonderr if Valdorr knows the time of the end. We do."
Switching to Common, Zeoll says to Ludlow, "Could you get a message to Valdorr or some otherr memberr of his Drragon grroup? We have inforrmation that perrhaps he should know."
Jandar (DM Jerry) Thursday March 14th, 2002 12:56:09 AM
"I could do that, if it is possible. I am his priest and friend."
A powerful looking humann stands a bit to the left. He wears a gold enlaid brown robe and a huge symbol of Domi on his chest. A smaller holy symbol of Alemi is also worn.
"I am Jandar of The Gold Dragons. Valdor is our leader."
He smiles warmly and looks at each of you in turn as if determing the status of your soul.
"Let us get on the lift and I will contact him. He is...in a distant place right now preparing to strike out at the Dark Lord." ...
The Ground is falling! [DM Jerry] Thursday March 14th, 2002 1:13:05 AM
A man comes running from the ticket booth.
"This lift is the last one. Elenna is being attacked! Edenmoor and Madvow are already dead. The Dark Lord's army moves this way! Load quickly. The ropes will be drawn up after this lift run. Tie yourselves down. We will be going to emergency speed."
Ludlow comes running with their tickets. He spots Jandar and immediately bows. "Sir! I didn't know you were...."
::gulp::
"...here. Sorry. Do you need a ticket?" ...
When Jandar laughs out loud at the idea of a Gold Dragon needing a ticket, Ludlow gulps again and leads everyone onto the top of the set of lifts now waiting stacked on the ground.
There are 10 platforms now neatly stacked on top of each other. A stepladder leads up. Passengers are loaded first. As each platform fills, the ropes tighten and pull it 20' into the air where the next platform can be loaded.
Quickly all 10 are loaded and with a lurch, the entire thing heaves upwards! Faster and faster! Too fast!
500'
1000'
Incredible!
[Fortitude Save of DC 18 or you get dizzy and sick. (+2 to save for Wemics, +0 to save for Minotaurs, -2 to save for Centaurs) Anyone failing must make a Reflex save at DC16 or totally lose your center of balance and have to sit down or risk falling off the lift. Centaurs will have trouble doing this without trampling on others. (Yes I do like Centaurs! I'm not picking on ya...too much)]
As you continue to rise, you see black smoke in the distance...about where South Harbor should be. As you continue to rise, you see a huge black dark navy of hundreds of ships bombarding the city. It looks as if the whole city is on fire!
The lift rises even faster!
Kenisha Thursday March 14th, 2002 2:07:42 AM
Kenisha shakes her head and laughs softly at Flat-top's words. "Nothing is carved in stone, my friend." she whispers back at him. "You may just outlive the rest of us."
To the others she says, "Let's get the Heart purified as quickly as possible. We need a rallying point now more than ever. As to where these evil temples are, I'm sure we will find a way to find them."
Kenisha d20+2=5 d20+3=6 Thursday March 14th, 2002 2:13:27 AM
(ooc- I didn't refresh before sending my previous post. Oops...)
As the lift ascends faster and faster, Kenisha turns very green and stumbles to her knees on the lift!
Flat-top d20+4=19 Thursday March 14th, 2002 3:44:53 AM
OOC:Flat-top made his Fortitude Save.
Flat-top hangs on, and watches as they ascend. But Kenisha is going down on her knees. "Kalon, Help me hold on to Kenisha." Shouts Flat-top, but to Kenisha, he tells her, "Hold on to the harness they gave me and don't look down. It only make your stomach worse." Flat-top will pick Kenisha up and put her on her feet again. Flat-top look up as the clouds are coming to meet them. "I wonder if this is the feeling the Pegasus have when they are flying?" Flat-top wonders out loud.
Brahmah d20+7=13 Thursday March 14th, 2002 4:24:53 AM
"Aaaarrghh!!" Brahmah seems to get louder the faster it goes. He clapses to his knees and begins to whimper like a young minotaur child.
"I'mmm not scaaaared!! I...." Speech trails off back into the whimper. He reaches for the Heart and helps to stabalize it.
(Fort Save 13)
Kale d20+4=11 d20+7=16 Thursday March 14th, 2002 9:02:54 AM
feeling a bit sick from the sudden jolt, Kale is not the less able to keep his footing. as they rise, Kale pulls out his bow, knowing he'll have to use it soon
Leets d20+6=26 Thursday March 14th, 2002 9:06:17 AM
"YEEEPEEEEEE!!!"
Leets just can't interalize what he feels as the lift goes higher and higher, more and more quickly.
"You are right Flat-Top!!! It must be like this when you are a pegasus!!! We should come more often to..."
The joyful voice of the centaur paladin dies as he finally can see the battle scene away. His throat tightens as he suddenly feel like smeling the dust and smoke coming from the burning city. Of course, it's too far away, but it's just like when his own tribe was fighting the minotaurs...
"Wars always look alike...We have to get rid of this evil as soon as we can. May all the gods who have a spark of justice in their heart support our arms, and bring holy fire in our hearts when we'll face the ennemy!"
Zeoll d20+8=10 d20+3=9 Thursday March 14th, 2002 9:37:10 AM
Zeoll says, "Now it's my turrn to ... Urrrgh"
The nauseous liontaur sits down rapidly, unable to keep his balance. In his misery, he is oblivious to the greater events taking place.
Kalon the Wemic d20+8=26 d20+3=9 Thursday March 14th, 2002 9:14:18 PM
As the lift rises ever faster Kalon feels himself almost floating. When he looks at the rapidly greening Kenisha he moves to her.
"Flat-top let her down it will be better for her to not see the height." he let's Kenisha lean against him. He holds her against his chest trying to keep her as stable as he can. Gently he rubs her back and pulls her head into the nook of his shoulder.
Softly he whispers,"I will not let you fall my love relax against me and let us enjoy this moment before the fighting begins anew" he gently kisses her on the lips then keeps stroking her back soothingly.
OOC: Fortitude save 26, Heal check to help her 9
Hoofin' It [DM Jerry] Friday March 15th, 2002 12:42:51 AM
Suddenly the lift comes to a stop. Soldiers wearing the insignia of New Elenna help everyone off quickly. A gnome running the pulleys runs rapidly from one to another tossing water on them as they smoke with friction.
As soon as everyone is off, the lift jerks so the next platform can depart.
Jandar and Ludlow quickly hurry the group away from the crowd.
Jandar says, "We need to get to Plateau City quickly. We need faster means. He pulls off his left earring and presses it. "Roscoe, you available?"
A voice sounding kinda tinny comes out of the earring, "I am not your teleportation slave Jandar! We're under attack here!"
Jandar says, "Understood, who else do you think could help us? We've just ascended to the 1st plateau in the last lift. I'm with a group of Taurs on their way to the city on what I'm guessing is something rather important."
The voice says, "I've got no idea and..."
BAMMMMKAPOWIE!
An explosion sounds through the ring.
Jandar looks concerned his eyes drifting down to the smoke below.
"Come on we'll have to hoof it."
He begins running for the exit to the fort the lift has ascended to.
Looking back, you see that everyone has departed the lifts and the ropes are being drawn up quickly with soldiers straining on the pulleys to bring the rest of the ropes to the top.
Jandar pauses at the double gateway of the fort to see that everyone is with him and takes off again walking at a fast pace.
Huffing a bit, he says, "I suggest that we push on through the night if no one objects? Straight on to Whitehawk and past the Serenbeth Vineyards. Taurs like wine, right?"
Ceira Karwyn Friday March 15th, 2002 1:40:45 AM
"What was that explosion I heard through your earring? I hope everyone is okay. I certainly don't know my way around here," says Ceira while trying to keep up, "so I'll go wherever you decide to lead us Sir Jandar!"
Zeoll and Gannet Friday March 15th, 2002 6:12:29 AM [OOC: Jerry, I forgot for the last couple days to mention Gannet in my post. He's my new Druidic animal friend (think, large gull / albatross). He's been sitting on the Arc (basically a wooden stretcher the ship's carpenter made us) we use to carry Domi's Cold Still Heart on.]
Zeoll helps with his end of the Arc. "Who else is lending a hand with the Hearrt?" he asks in Tauric. Gannet continues to sit on the Arc, on guard duty.
Zeoll agrees with Jandar, speaking in Common. "By all means, do let us rrun. We can go many hourrs yet beforre we need a rrest."
As he looks around and takes in the catastrophe behind, Zeoll mutters in his native Wemic, "The question is, how will we get back home after the Heart is restored?"
Brahmah Friday March 15th, 2002 7:06:06 AM
Brahmah stands after the lift reaches the top.
"I'll follow Kenisha."
Brahmah won't move until Kenisha does.
Kenisha Friday March 15th, 2002 11:27:46 AM
With Flat-top's and Kalon's help, Kenisha recovers and stands on her own. She whispers her thanks to both of them. Aloud in Tauric she says, "Flat-top, take the other end of the Heart. If we need to move faster later on, we can switch taurs or go to four carriers. Let's move out folks."
With than she trots next to Jandar as he walks. In Common she replies, "Yes, the Taur people do like wine. It holds a very special place in our worship and our magics."
Leets Friday March 15th, 2002 12:13:40 PM
"Oh yes Jandar! Kenisha is right! We have the blue vine, and the red vine, and each one is holy to our eyes. The grape of this vineyard...Serenbeth, am I right? It will be special..."
Leets looks behind at the dark clouds of smoke that can be seen.
"It will be the blood of the first fallen...This vine will be the remains of the events that are taking place: we shall rememeber of it when we will share the drink..."
Kalon the Wemic Friday March 15th, 2002 1:50:59 PM
After making sure that Kenisha is alright to run he paces her as they run beside The Heart.
Flat-top Friday March 15th, 2002 5:57:34 PM
"Yes, Kenisha." Said Flat-top. He (Flat-top) take the back end of the Arc. "The harness that the sailors made for him, made it easier to carry the Heart." Flat-top smiles, "I'll drink to that, Leets. We will need a drink of wine. After this force march, ON! WARD! for as long as it takes."
Onward Then [DM Jerry] Friday March 15th, 2002 11:52:52 PM
"Onward then."
Jandar sets a fierce pace. He sweats for awhile puffing and sweating. Then as if breaking through into his stride he seems to pour his faith into the run and he begins to run more naturally. Amazing!
Ludlow simply cannot keep up and the group is constantly lagging to keep him going.
"Sorry, long day and I sprint well, but not this....long stuff."
Every few seconds you hear another "Sorry."
Ok, on then to Endmath and up the 2nd plateau then to Blackwolf. Long way to Whitehawk....upwards that is.
About 3 hours later, and nearly into the dark of the evening, the group arives in Endmath. As you approach, you see looming over you the 2nd plateau. If anything, this one looks steeper even overhanging the 1st Plateau below.
Endmath is simply a supply waytown and unnoteworthy as you pass through in the early darkness. Then you are through town and through a gate into a tunnel. This tunnel winds to the right, and then emerges upon a 15" wide road that is cut into the cliff. One false step and off the end you go. The evening wind picks up pace as you realize that this cliff you actually have to walk up--and walk it is. It is much too steep to run for any kind of distance.
"There is a town about half way up in a indention in the cliff. Called Blackwolf. You can yell from there at a certain spot called Blackwolf Rock and be heard miles away in RedColt."
[Everyone make a Fortitude save at 14 or you become fatigued and have to stop to a walk. Anyone rolling under a 16 on the save is getting tired and sore.]
[Those who failed their saves on the lift and had to sit, need to make a Will save at DC13. Those failing are getting a bit dizzy from the heights and the nearby fatal edge of the road. (up to you if you fail as to whether you want to permanently make your character afraid of heights or not.)]
[You may trace our route by using the maps on the website.]
Brahmah d20+7=10 d20-2=2 Saturday March 16th, 2002 5:18:33 AM
Brahmah slows way down during the journey. When traveling on the road, Brahmah stands as far away from the edge as possible. He has a VERY hard time keeping his eyes open and watching his step.
"O'boy, o'boy. I hate this, I hate this!"
OOC:Failed both saves. Doh!
Flat-top d20+6=19 Saturday March 16th, 2002 6:11:42 PM
OCC: I made it. and I will not brag.
"Put your hands and back to the wall of the cliff and slowly walk along. Do not look down, don't worry you'll make it." FLAT-TOP for a moment thinks back to his training days, as to how his sargent made them climb cliff almost like these, *Well, Sarge, you son of a she devil. Those excersizes you drilled in to us, are going to save me now and I never though I would ever say any thing nice about you. * Flat-top pushes on.
Kale d20+4=17 d20+6=17 Sunday March 17th, 2002 3:57:05 AM
(made fort. save) not feeling tired at all, Kale says "Ill move ahead and scout." then he moves ahead of everyone and moves as fast as possible(i made a climb skill check of 17 if that will help me keep my balance and move faster)
Leets d20+8=28 d20=4 Sunday March 17th, 2002 11:12:16 AM
Leets walks on the tight way as if he lived in the mountain for years.
"I never thought I would see such a thing" says Leets looking the landscape. "Air smells so fresh here, I feel like my sould embrace all the Wold from here...It's such a pity to be here because of a war...Maybe we can come back when all is over, there will be less weight on my heart then.."
"Hehe Flat-Top! It looks like you are really experienced at this! I thought you were in the marine, not trekking in the mountains!"
Zeoll d20+6=11 d20+10=24 Sunday March 17th, 2002 11:22:43 PM
Zeoll says to Ludlow, in Common, "I would carrry you, but I'm having trrrouble keeping up, myself!" The liontaur slows to a walk now and then, and wonders if someone else could help carry the arc. He looks very tired.
But he has no problem with the heights.
Kenisha d20+4=22 d20+5=20 Monday March 18th, 2002 12:28:49 AM
Now that she is moving under her own steam, Kenisha is recovering nicely, even with the grueling pace and climb.
Even so, she keeps well away from the edge of the cliff, not wanting to tempt the fates.
"Zeoll, would you like to take a break from carrying the Heart?" she offers the winded wemic.
Raorr (catching up) d20+8=17 d20+1=8 d20+8=17 d20-2=14 Monday March 18th, 2002 7:42:57 AM
Raorr after being forced to sit after the lift raised to quickly (at least that's what he claims) Raorr begins to adjust quickly to the dangerous climb.
Raorr remains quiet trying to focus most of his efforts on mantaining his balance. 'Why does these human cities need such treacherous path to places of worship' he thinks to himself.
Raorr grunts and punches the cliff face every now and again as if losing patience with the long journey. "Stupid Humans., Stupid Human Cities. Stupid Human Cities with Stupid Cliffs to Stupid Temples that should have been made closer to the Smelly Stupid Human Harbour" He says in fustration (and in Tauric)
He continues along obviously grumpy and in a foul mood, only after a hour or so does a less foul thought thought cross his mind. Raorr asks aloud in a mocking tauric voice "Are we there Yet?"
Roll 1 Fortitude on way up lift (failed) Roll 2 Reflex to be forced to sit (failed) Roll 3 Fortude or else become fatigued (made) Roll 4 Will or be dizzy from culumation of hieghts and near fatal experience (made)
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=26 Monday March 18th, 2002 10:07:42 AM
Kalon long used to running for great distances as he honed his hunting skills keeps up a steady pace. He constantly keeps an eye on Kenisha to make sure she has recovered.
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=7 d20+5=13 d20+4=14 d20+5=13 Monday March 18th, 2002 11:11:24 PM
(OOC: I forgot I have some rolls to catch up on too. First three rolls are out of order but either way, I fail all three!) Roll 1 Fortitude on lift (failed=13) Roll 2 Reflex to sit down (failed=14) Roll 3 Fortitude for fatigue (failed=7) Roll 4 Will for dizziness (success=13)
Ceira begins panting as she tries keeping up. "I think that combination of the boat and the lift is..." She staggers but quickly recovers on Leet's shoulders. "...a bad combination."
2nd Plateau [Dm Jerry] Tuesday March 19th, 2002 10:40:49 AM
Half way up, the group arrives at the cliff town of Blackwolf. It actually looks like it's pushed into the cliff. The roads mostly side to side and look like ramps. The whole town is not more than 200' deep, but spreads from side to side for quite a ways.
Here Jandar calls a halt.
"We must rest."
He leads you to an inn called "The Perch" There he buys you wine--not too much-- and lets you rest and sleep. He reserves both rooms and the stables, not knowing which you prefer.
The people there are curious, but give you your privacy.
Soon, Ludlow is waking you and asking what you want for breakfast, again, not knowing what you prefer for sure to replinish your strength.
Then you are off. The smoke has diminished to the south. There is talk. South Harbor has fallen to the Dark Lord. Most of the towns west of the 1st Plateau have been taken. The army is slaughtering everyone it can get it's hands on at times and at other times, drives the people on before them giving mock chase as they flee.
A few more hours of travel and you arrive at a large castle at the edge of the 2nd plateau.
But what is that smell? There are smashing vats nearby where grapes are being harvested!
Refreshed by the smell, you find an amazing sight upon exiting the courtyard of the castle:
Vineyards!!!!! Everywhere!!!!!
Varieties of grapes you've never seen before! Along with the usual types and even some blue and purple grapes slightly glowing with the magic of their preparation.
Ludlow grins and begins a running narrative of the area. Seems he grew up on a vineyard that his family has owned for over 200 years. He is very knowledgable about every aspect of the planting, growing, harvesting, aging, maturing, and selling of wine!
All too quickly you come in sight of the 3rd plateau and the mid-sized city of Greylore ahead of you. Here, he pushes forward to the lift to the 3rd plateau. Jandar disappears for a bit though, claiming an errand.
Once on the lift, Jandar comes a running, actually having to use a potionof levitation to catch up with the lift. "Once we had to use levitation to rise the full 5000'. I thought I was going to die and the potion would give out before we made it."
Then he sits and opens his pack. 2 bottles of Blue Wine!
"Are you guys allowed to drink this on a normal day?"
::he grins from ear to ear::
[Those who saved on the last lift need to save again. Will this time of DC 9.]
Flat-top d20+2=21 Tuesday March 19th, 2002 11:42:42 AM
OOC: roled a 21, I think I made it. The rest was very welcome, Flat-top slept soundly. He had nightmares of battles, hid home town, all his friends and relatives. When Ludlow wakes him up and from the look on his face. Flat-top knew that this young one never saw a Centaur in a sleeping position before. Flat is leaning against on the wall and opens his eyes, "Never seen a Centaur asleep before? Come my friend, we go for breakfast. How about some fruits and cook oats. When every body is ready, they got on the lift and set down the Arc. "I put on the harness again today, if you feel sick grab hold of the strap and hold on." They start to go up when Jardar arisen and sits on the platform. Where apon opening his pack, there was the most beautiful bottles of wine. "Hello! Friends!" said Flat-top.
OOC: rolled a 21, I think I made it.
Zeoll and Gannet d20+10=17 d20+9=24 Tuesday March 19th, 2002 4:07:10 PM
Zeoll takes a wondering look at the town of Blackwolf. He thinks about how defendable this place would be. Then again, a few strategically placed Stone to Mud spells could make defense difficult.
Zeoll thanks Jandar and Ludlow for their hospitality. For dinner, the liontaur eats meat, vegetables, meat, fruit, some sandwiches (with meat), stew, and whatever meat is leftover.
Gannet enjoys fish. "Hmm," Zeoll says. "I'll trry some fish too, but make mine cooked."
He'll take the stables. Zeoll prefers to sleep outside whenever he can. Even at home at the Hearthold Keep, he sleeps more often under the sky than in his room.
If his lion scent spooks the horses, he'll use his animal empathy skill (roll 24) to calm them.
In the morning he prepares his usual complement of spells, but swaps a second cure light wounds for an animal friendship.
This time Zeoll has no problem with the lift (roll 17) -- "A good night's rrest prreparres you forr anything," he says. Gannet squawks in agreement.
As to the wine, Zeoll thinks there's nothing wrong with a reverent sampling -- let him just offer a brief blessing first: In thanks and hope we drrink in Domi's name -- A toast to His grreat courrage we prroclaim!
Brahmah d20-2=14 d20+7=23 d20+2=22 Wednesday March 20th, 2002 12:03:21 AM
Brahmah sleeps where ever he's able to. He prefers the human rooms though. When he wakes, he's kind of grumpy.
When traveling along he smiles when he's sees all the vineyards and smells the grapes. Brahmah is also very verbal about the heights and lifts. "I don't want to travel up those lifts again, down might be a good thing though."
OOC:Saves and such. Failed the last time, Will save 14. Here's a Fort (23) and Reflex (22) just in case.
Ceira Karwyn d20+5=12 Wednesday March 20th, 2002 12:11:13 AM
Ceira feels refreshed after resting at The Perch. The scent of a flourishing vineyard seems to heighten her sense of awareness until she sees the next lift to the 3rd Plataeu. She frowns and mumbles as she sits down in anticipation of the nausea, "Maybe if I close my eyes... or maybe some of that Blue Wine would do some good in my stomach." she comments as she licks her lips. "I just hope it stays in my stomach long enough to enjoy it."
Kenisha d20+5=23 Wednesday March 20th, 2002 12:31:29 AM
(ooc- First roll is her save; the second is her winemaker skill to see if she can identify the origins of the wine)
At the inn she asks Kalon to sleep with her out in the stables. "It will be more comfortable for me that way." she adds with a smile.
For breakfast she also has cooked oats and fruit. She also asks for some bacon, a human food that she has heard of but never tried before. She finds it a bit salty but overall a pleasant addition to the meal.
Prepared for the experience this time, Kenisha avails herself of the straps on the lift and this time enjoys the experience very much.
She bows her head as Zeoll gives his blessing and then accepts a cup of the sacred wine. She raises her cup and says, "To success in defeating the evil one and to the uniting of all Taurs." She then drinks the wine with the greatest of reverence and respect. (ooc-She also sees if she can identify the wine by it's taste, smell and clarity).
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=10 Wednesday March 20th, 2002 1:31:15 AM
As the group hurries on during the day Kalon keeps a constant look behind feeling that there may be pursuit but not knowing the source.
That night when Kenisha suggests he sleep with her he is a little startled but accepts with a returning smile.
At breakfest he eats mostly fruit and bread tucking half of what he gets into his satchel for later.
As they climb onto the lift he places himself closer to the edge to keep Kenisha further from it. Halfway he feels that by the edge is more imposing then he thought last time. However with an effort he blocks the sensations from his mind.
Leets Wednesday March 20th, 2002 8:17:01 AM
Leets enjoys the break at the Perch very much. The long walk, and the air of the mountain were like a full-day of hard working. The young centaur paladin will take bread (enjoying it all the more if it is fresh), dried meat and water. He will avoid vine until Kenisha raises her cup.
"To defeat the evil one and unite the Taurs!" repeats Leets, this time drinking his cup of vine.
Later in the evening, he will try to see far away what is happening, searching for fires in the landscape.
In a way, he feels very lost. He never travelled so far from the islands, and more than ever he feels divine forces at work. Fates are beeing tied, and others broken. Heroes are about to rise, and other will die soon. What was happening was the stuff legends were made of, and he was wondering how all that would finish...Of course, he knew only good could win the battle. What was still hidden to his mortal eyes was how it would happen, and tonight, even the stars were silent...
Kale Wednesday March 20th, 2002 9:27:49 AM
"We should not be drinking wine while towns burn and childern are killed." Kale says, a bit disgusted by everyone's cheerfulness. "Ill drink my cup once our task is done." he says with a snarl then he tries to keep himself busy, rechecking his weapons and packs until everyone is ready to move out again
Bitter Wine [DM Jerry] Wednesday March 20th, 2002 12:01:26 PM
Jandar pauses mid drink and then sets his glass down in response to Kale's words.
"Yes, perhaps you're right."
::sigh::
As you rise, you can see down to the 2nd plateau, over that cliff to the 1st plateau, and in the far misty distance, waaaaaay down below that, the sea.
The air begins to thin as you rise to a elevation of 15,000 feet very quickly.
After an hour, you are up! A small quaint village called Cloverjuice meets your eyes. The smell of clover is everywhere. Ivy grows on everything.
Ludlow points out the view to the west and you see Plateau City at last from about 5 miles away.
It is huge! Covering the whole west end of the plateau, it's skyline and walls are definitely intimidating.
Ludlow, beginning a narrative about the 3rd plateau.
"The City of Adventurers has over 100,000 citizens at any time, but this fluctuates with the number of merchante and adventurers. Usually one can find over 100 adventuring groups in the city at any time. Now, however, I expect most of them are off helping in the war against the enemy."
It is truly an amazing site with castles rising to the sky, spires of mages dotting the horizon, pyramids glinting off of the sun in the southern portion of the city, and the multitude of caravans winding the roads toward and away from the city.
Flat-top Wednesday March 20th, 2002 1:33:42 PM
Flat-top stand there Looking at the scene below, "Very Beautiful! Every where I look nothing but beauty. And you know something, Kale? I think it's worth fighting for." Turning to Kale,"Let's go see what we'll be facing and maybe a little of that wine."
Kenisha Wednesday March 20th, 2002 11:09:34 PM
Kenisha listens to Ludlow as they continue on their travels to the city.
Then she asks "About what time will it be when we get to the city?"
Brahmah Thursday March 21st, 2002 1:33:47 AM
"Yes Ludlow, this IS quite nice and the air is clean and clear, but when are we getting down from here?!" Brahmah rambles under his breath about 'this plateau and that plateau, blah blah, humans don't ever shut up...' "I'll be needing a lot more of THAT wine REAL soon!"
Ceira Karwyn Thursday March 21st, 2002 1:37:34 AM
"Ahh! Off of the lift! It amazes me that such a populated city can thrive way up here." Ceira comments as she gazes at the castles, pyramids, and other tall structures that reach towards the sky. "I would've figured everything would be prone to being blown off due to the winds."
Zeoll and Gannet Thursday March 21st, 2002 6:10:38 AM
The priest of Domi respectfully disagrees with Kale and encourages Jandar to drain his cup. In Common, Zeoll says, "It is sad that innocents die and buildings burrn in warr, but rrememberr that -- dead orr not -- Domi is the god of warr! It makes me morre sad to turrn ourr backs on the battle below. It is to fight this warr that Domi Chose us! Do not be a pacifist -- instead, embrrace the tumult as ourr destiny, in which we will defeat ourr foes and honorr Domi with ourr brraverry."
"As forr me, on the eve of warr, I gladly celebrrate Domi's courrage with this holy wine, forr in this way I spit in the eyes of both enemies and death!"
Zeoll drinks all his wine.
...
Zeoll looks on Plateau City in amazement, and says, "These worrks are incrredible, but in a city so huge, what place is therre forr naturre? And the stench must be incrredible."
Gannet sees the city from his perch on the Arc and vaguely remembers that humans make lots of tasty garbage. His head fills with thoughts of scraps and leavings. Mmmm.
Raorr d20-2=2 Thursday March 21st, 2002 7:31:06 AM
OOC Raorr fails Will save DC 9
Raorr again continues following the group unfortunately the air and heights seem to be affecting him even more.
"I can't breathe, the air it's disappearing. The human's trying to trick us. WE should kill him before we die." RAorr says in Tauric as he pants quite heavily
Becoming disoreinted and woozy from the hieght and thin air Raorr continues to speak but seems to be resorting to just Minotauric "Watch it human you almost made me fall. Do it again and you'll be thrown off UNDERSTAND!"
with each step he walks slower and slower
Kale Thursday March 21st, 2002 7:42:11 AM
"Im not too concerned about its beauty." Kale says to Flat-Top. "But it is worth fighting for.Which is why we need to make haste."
Cloverjuice [DM Jerry] Thursday March 21st, 2002 11:24:54 AM
Ludlow reaches down and pulls up some clover. He smashes it up and puts it in his waterflask.
"Drink this. Helps with the altitude. Let's you breathe. Cloverjuice."
He passes this around and it helps enormously.
"The city is only an hour away."
Soon you are to the gates.
"Halt! Who goes there?" says a smiling but serious guard.
"Oh hello Sir Jandar. Good to have you back in the city sir. Just be careful. If I saw ya, I'd have to arrest ya, yaknow.
"Oh, he's gone. Perhaps he was never there."
A junior guard speaks up, "But sir he was right...."
The senior guard elbows the junior one with his elbow...hard.
"I think he was never there soldier."
Swallowing, "Yes sir."
"Welcome to Plateau City. Sign your names on the ledger, list your business here, and the length of your stay. If you wish to become citizens you'll need to visit the High Lord Mayor's Castle. Enjoy your visit."
You pass through Castle Gate and into the city.
Amazing!
To the north is a temple rising up like a skull. A neighborhood reduced to rubble lies south and east of that location. Ahead is the Endless River. The Endless Falls are also ahead.
and beyond....
More ruins.
Jandar reappears.
"Yes, that's where the Cathedral of Domi stood."
He bows his head.
Flat-top Thursday March 21st, 2002 2:25:46 PM
As Sir Jandar mixes and passes the Cloverjuice around, Flat-top takes a good swig. "Ahh! Yes,! that is very refreshing, Raorr your going to love it." They press on until they came to Plateau City.
At the gates they were stop and had to sign the ledger, NAME flat-top - BUSINESS HERE - to meet a gentleman - LENTH of STAY - not long. Then out the other gate, in front of Flat-top was Plateau City *Beautiful* he whispers. He look around then his eyes came to rest east. Where the Endless Fall and that beautiful river was. Beyond was ruins, as sir Jardar rejoined the party. He told Flat-top that was where the Cathedral of Domi once stood. Flat-top felt a pain in his heart, more so than the death of his Dam.
Flat-top put his hand on Leets shoulder and whispers to him, "Leets! I'm going to kill that Want-to-be or Die trying."
Brahmah Thursday March 21st, 2002 7:28:53 PM
"Thank you for that Cloverjuice!"
Brahmah just follows along happily now after the juice.
Kenisha Friday March 22nd, 2002 12:50:09 AM
Fearing Raorr's reaction to Ludlow's offered drink, Kenisha drinks some of the clover water even though she doesn't really need it. In Taur and then again in Common she says, "Ah, that hit the spot. An excelent use of the clover's natural healing properties. Thank you Ludlow."
Ceiar Karwyn Friday March 22nd, 2002 1:14:20 AM
After taking a sip, "WOW! That's quite a concoction! Sir Jandar, where do you get those clover things I saw you smash up? I wonder if it will make my boat trip home a bit more easier than on the way here? In anycase, what were those guards mumbling about 'not seeing you'?" wonder Ceira with a perplexed look. "Are you in some sort of trouble?"
Leets Friday March 22nd, 2002 2:07:16 AM
"Cloverjuice? To my mind, this breathing thing is just part of the pilgrimage...I think I don't need it for the moment..."
A veil of sadness darkens Leets' face when he glances at the ruins, then he notes the strange skull temple.
"Sir Jandar...What's that? I have a strange feeling about this place...What happened here exactly?"
"Flat-Top...You'll find me by your side till the end of the battle, I can tell you..."
Kale Friday March 22nd, 2002 4:16:25 AM
taking a sip of the drink, Kale feels better, but doesnt the others know it. once they are at the ruin temple of Domi, Kale bends down and picks up a rock from among the damage and puts it in his pocket
Zeoll and Gannet Friday March 22nd, 2002 6:10:14 AM
Zeoll drinks the juice and is grateful. If it is okay, he gives a sip to Gannet. He takes up his position carrying the Arc.
At the gate, Zeoll watches the interaction with the guard but says nothing until it is time to sign the book. Then he proudly steps up, saying, "I'm glad I learrned to rread and wrrite." The wemic had been illiterate until very recently.
He signs: Name: Zeoll, Student to Shaman Frith, Warrior to Pride Nonowla, Son to Clan Aene of Liontaur Island, and Chosen of Domi
Business: The Quest to Revive and Restore the Stone Heart of Domi
Length of Stay: As short as possible
"I have no desirre, thank you, to become a citizen of yourr community," he answers the guard.
As the Chosen pass by the Cathedral, Zeoll pauses a moment in silence. He is, in fact, somewhat stunned by the forcible reminder that humans honored Domi as did Taurs, and that they did so in massive stone buildings, rather than under the open sky.
Seeing Kale, Zeoll says to him, "That is an amazing idea! I hope you won't mind if I follow suit." If there is no objection, Zeoll takes a small pebble from the ruin, casts Guidance on it as a blessing, and adds it to the totem bag he wears around his neck. There it joins the holy relic given him when he became a priest and the fingerbone he took from a human he defeated in single combat on Centaur Isle.
Raorr looks down at the ledger Friday March 22nd, 2002 10:31:51 AM
Raorr drinks some of the cloverjuice after kenisha mentions healing properties. "Tastes okay, not wine but good enough"
Frowning he stares at the paper after a moment he looks to Kalon "I can't figure out what they want me to do. but I have a feeling I don't like it"
He hand the quill to kalon and says " You going to write on the paper?"
Kalon the Wemic Saturday March 23rd, 2002 1:44:21 AM
Kalon smiles at the big minotaur,"You know I could teach you to read and write sometime and then you'd understand." he writes down his name and fills out all the rest. Hooking a thumb at Raorr he speaks to the guard,"He can't read or write I'll do it for him"
After a suitably respectful interval Ludlow pipes up "Grenult, High Priest of Alemi, will meet with you when you are ready. But it grows late, and the journey has been arduous. Perhaps it would be best if we rested the night, and meet again in the morning. "
At this Jandar intercedes; "Then we may kill two birds with one stone. Oh, nothing personal, friend," he smiles apologetically to Zeoll and Gannet. "If you are agreeable come and stay in the Gold Dragon castle tonight, and on the morrow we will provide you breakfast, and the opportunity to impart your knowledge to Valdor. Then you can meet with the High Priest bright and early."
Those of the party who know of the fabled Gold Dragons realise this is quite an honour, though the powerful priest makes the offer with no pomp or circumstance.
Assuming the party agrees Jandar continues to Ceira "The Gold Dragons are not in favour with the new powers of this city, though the city guard are willing to turn a blind eye. It would be best that you were not seen with me. Ludlow, would you lead the Chosen of Domi to the castle? I shall meet you there."
And so saying he takes his leave.
Kale Saturday March 23rd, 2002 9:24:11 AM
"Do what you want Zeoll." Kale says to him. then he follows the others to the castle
Brahmah Sunday March 24th, 2002 5:03:46 AM
Brahmah follows happily to the castle.
OOC: Is there a blue print of the castle?
Flat-top Sunday March 24th, 2002 10:54:48 AM
"Ever hear of the Golden Dragons? And they have a castle here in the sky? Hmm! Come on guys this I have to see." Flat-top will walk with the Three Minotaurs (Kale,Brahamh and Raorr). "Come on Leets, your lagging behind."
Kenisha Sunday March 24th, 2002 11:01:16 PM
"Sounds reasonable." Kenisha says as the follows behind Flat-top.
Raorr looks down at the ledger Monday March 25th, 2002 5:08:13 AM
RAorr looks at his Leone friend and says "I can read, but human's write oddly, no understand their stupid words. What did they want me to sign?"
Once he's told he says "Oh the day I choose to live here is..." He thinks for moment trying to think of a way to describe his dislike of the city, despite it's awe inspiring veiws
after a moment of thinking he says "...Is the day I retire and become a pacifist."
Zeoll and Gannet Monday March 25th, 2002 6:58:11 AM
Gannet is in garbage heaven. He enjoys tasty tidbits as the Chosen walk through the city.
Zeoll says, "I think we would be honorred indeed to visit the Gold Drragons in theirr home. Although I wish to complete ourr holy mission as soon as possible, do let us accept this invitation, and with thanks."
Leets Monday March 25th, 2002 12:03:09 PM
"A dragon? A golden one? Who lives in a castle in the sky...Well...I thought we went as high as possible, but it looks like we didn't. Of course I want to see this place and...Ahem...I would be greatly honored to meet such a person."
DM Carl: Here be Dragons Monday March 25th, 2002 1:57:01 PM
As Ludlow leads the Chosen to the Gold Dragon castle he explains to Leets that the Gold Drtagons are in fact an adventuring party, albiet an enormously experienced and respected one. They are not real dragons, though some say they have close links with the creatures. Indeed, it was their defense and part in the escape of the old High Priest of Alemi, Oratai, and the Sturtavent, Lord High Mayor of Plateau City (both of whom turned out to be Dragons in disguise!) that got the Gold Dragons outlawed not so long ago.
The Chosen are well taken care of, and every courtesy is lavished upon them. Their rest, after weeks of sleeping under the stars aboard ship, and the frenziedforced march up the Plateaus, is deep and peaceful.
The following day breakfast is served bright and early, and after you are done eating Jandar appears.
"My friends, I must apologize. It seems Valdor and the rest of the Gold Dragons cannot be reached at present. They stand on the threshold of an immense battle, and now is not the time to distract them.
However if each of you who wishes to do so would speak into this amulet" (he places a heavy gold amulet with a large saphire at its centre on the breakfast table) "your words will be preserved. At a more opportune time I will pass them on to Valdor. Speak now of what you have seen. Any information you remember may prove vital in the coming struggle against the Dark Lord."
Once you have left your recollections and thoughts (OOC: I will try to pass your comments through to the Gold Dragon game if possible) Ludlow arrives. "If you are ready, the High Priest is ready to meet with you at his private chambers. We should be going. Is everybody ready?"
Flat=top Monday March 25th, 2002 4:50:12 PM
"I leave talking to Kenisha, She's our leader and She also talk for me. Now I'll go and do some excersise and meet the rest of you at the arc." Out goes Flat-top and sword play to keep in shape.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday March 26th, 2002 1:11:04 AM
After Ludlow explains a bit of detail about the Gold Dragons, Ceira stammers, "They... we get to meet... he... Jandar is one of... he spoke to me... Oh my goodness!!!"
She is again awestruck as Jandar appears before them again. "Whatever will I say to them...? In fact, I do not know if I am worthy. True, I am one of Domi's Chosen but the deeds we have accomplished pales in comparison to what the Gold Dragons have achieved in their adventures."
Ceira fidgets with her fingers before finally approaching Jandar's amulet. "Hello mighty Gold Dragons. I am Ceira Karwyn from the island of the Wemics and I am honored to have the opportunity to leave you with a message. Domi has selected my friends and I as his Chosen. I hope we can someday match the magnitude of your accomplishments and meet you in person. Best wishes from me and may the strength of Domi bless you in your future battles to come!"
After she is done, Ceira bows for Jandar in reverence. "Thank you Jandar."
Kenisha Tuesday March 26th, 2002 1:14:53 AM
Kenisha gives Flat-top an mock stern look as she takes the amulet from Jandar. She feels a bit strange talking to an an inanimate object. "Ahem... My name is Kenisha and I am the leader of the Chosen. After the demise of Imod, the taur nations were in great turmoil and despare. A false cult of Love took root on the Minotaur Isle and they did try to destroy the Reunited Heart of Domi. We managed to break up the cult but could not learn much of use from the prisoners. Then a strange portal opened in the Heart's Chamber. We went through to what was either a possible future or some mystical vision of what might be. Either way, we learned that the quest to unite the Taurs was pivotal to the survival of the whole Wold! If we can not succeed in this quest, in six months time a void will spread across the Wold, destroying all in it's way. We have devised a plan to purify the now dead Heart and imbed a part of the First Taur's essense in it so that it will live again. We feel this could be an important rallying point for the Taurs and aid us in fighting against this evil that theatens us all."
She turns to the others and asks, "I'm sure I missed some things, anyone care to add to what I've already said?"
Brahmah Tuesday March 26th, 2002 2:38:49 AM
" I also leave the talking to Kenisha."
Brahmah stays close to the other Chosen, but stays realitively quiet.
Kale Tuesday March 26th, 2002 3:00:44 AM
"No, I think you said it all Kenisha."
Leets Tuesday March 26th, 2002 4:47:53 AM
"Well done Kenisha. I hope he will get this quickly...What shall we do now? I feel bad about staying here while others are fighting. What do you think? Couldn't we help in some way?"
Leets walks to the closest window and looks outside, as if something was about to happen...
Zeoll and Gannet Tuesday March 26th, 2002 7:02:27 AM
"Well spoken, Kenisha," Zeoll says.
"Now, on to the High Priest."
The Green Tortoise Club
DM Carl: Enter the Tortoise d20+1=11 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 1:55:50 PM
The Chosen, their message left, follow Ludlow out onto the city streets. Ludlow explains that they don't have far to go; the High Priest is rooming at a private residence until the old High Priest's quarters can be made ready.
The group of Taurs, attracting surprisingly little attention from the blase citizens of Plateau City, are informed by Ludlow that momentous news has reached the city. Apparently the great cities of Lankhmar and Ailthmar, said to have landed on their current sites from who knows where, have gone! They have simply torn themselves loose of the Wold, and vanished into the heavens, leaving only the rubble of the original cities in their wake. Strange and worrisome times they live in...
The party arrive at a sizeable, heavily gated two-storey private building. Beckoning the Taurs to follow, Ludlow opens the gate, allows the Taurs through, and closes it behind them.
You find yourselves in a covered entranceway, perhaps 25 feet wide. There is a sturdy oak door to your left. Ahead of you, across the courtyard, there is a large leaded window, raised maybe 10 feet from the ground that continues up to the second storey. Through this you can see an elderly bearded gentleman in ornate priestly robes. He and Ludlow exchange waves, and the young accolyte beckons you forward eagerly into the courtyard.
"Come on, the High Priest is waiting!"
(OOC: Will saves, Spot checks and Int checks from everybody, please...)
Zeoll and Gannet d20+10=21 d20+4=12 d20+1=11 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 5:59:17 PM
[ooc: Will Save 21, Spot 12, Int 11. Note possible Bardic Lore +2 on Int roll?]
Zeoll asks Ludlow if he should leave Gannet outside -- then he does whatever Ludlow advises. Zeoll enters the courtyard with the other Chosen. He removes his hat as a sign on respect.
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=25 d20+1=16 d20=14 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 9:03:51 PM
Kalon chooses not to leave a message then follows the group. When he hears the news of Lankhmar and Ailthmar he moves over to take Kenisha's hand. He smiles at her then says,"We will save our people and our homes have no fear. I too want the future we saw to come true"
OOC: Will save 25 (natural twenty), Spot 16 and Int 14
Ceira remains silent with a frown as they make their way to meet the High Priest. The frown is not in response to the High Priest but rather representing a mind that is in a flurry of activity. Ceira is trying to make heads or tails out of the extraordinary phenomena that caused the cities of Lankhmar and Ailthmar to vanish. "Impossible..." she mutters to herself.
Brahmah d20-2=14 d20+5=20 d20-1=15 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 10:48:33 PM
OOC: Will save of 14, Spot of 20 and Int check 15.
Brahmah just stands behind the Chosen, silent and watchful, eyes wide.
Kenisha d20+5=18 d20+3=18 d20+3=15 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 11:29:04 PM
Kenisha smiles and laces her fingers with Kalon's. "Well at least the pregnancy, yes. You being gone and the Wold about to be destroyed, no." she whispers to him with a teasing lilt to her voice.
(Will=18, Spot=18, Int=15)
Flat-top d20+5=19 d20+3=18 d20+3=23 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 2:05:27 AM
OCC: Will 19 - Spot 18 - Int 23 (wow better than real life)
"Imagine talking to a piece of jewelry, Hump!" grumble Flat-top. When the Accolyte beacons the party to follow. "Good! Now the High Priest can get started." Flat-top Picks up his end of the Arc and follows. As the party are on their way, Flat-top (with his keen sense of hearing) over hears Kenisha little secret and smiles to himself "All the more to fight for." Thinking to himself.
Leets d20+8=12 d20+1=18 d20+1=20 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 4:31:27 AM
OOC: Will 12, Spot 18, Int 20.
Leets feels both nervous and impatient about meeting the High Priest. After all, this man was his hierarchical superior in some way, and...well...Now that he was thinking about it, he never met any kind of High Priest...Nor hierarchical superiors by the way...However, the man probably would have many answers to many questions, and the young centaur paladin was feeling relieved to find so many people to help the Chosens in their holy quest...
Kale d20+1=6 d20+5=14 d20+2=17 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 6:46:46 AM
"I hope they have some food in this place. Im pretty hungry." Kale says to Kenisha
(will of 6, spot of 14, int of 17)
Raorr d20-2=15 d20-2=8 d20+1=16 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 7:43:04 AM
Raorr looks around a moment of apprenhesion crosses his face. "Kenisha I thinking something wrong. Not sure what it is, but bad feeling I won't like high preist."
He looks around but doesn't spot anything yet.
DM Carl: Surprise! Wednesday March 27th, 2002 11:08:57 AM
As you walk into the courtyard several things happen at once.
Ahead of you Ludlow turns around, spreads his arms wides and with a big, friendly, cheesy grin yells "Surprise!"
Flat Top and Leets suddenly begin to feel unaccountably nervous. Their warrior instincts scream out at them, this is the perfect spot for an ambush!
At the same moment Kalon lets out a gasp of surprise, swiftly followed by Ceira and Zeoll. The waving figure of the High Priest; it's an illusion!
And at the precise same moment Brahmah sees movement in the upper story windows; behind the twitching curtains are bowmen, set to attack!
No-one currently has weapons drawn. Roarr, Kenisha and Kale are Flat Footed, with no awareness that anything is wrong. The rest may make a Partial Action in the instant before the ambush begins.
(OOC: Anyone who didn't get the battle map, please email me on carlw@clara.net ASAP. Thank you!)
Kenisha Wednesday March 27th, 2002 12:14:38 PM
"Surprise?" Kenisha repeats, very much puzzled. "We don't have time for this, Ludlow."
Zeoll Leaps! (and Gannet?) d20+34=46 d20+2=12 d20+2=6 d4+3=6 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 1:55:52 PM
Zeoll, amazed at this turn of events, reacts immediately with the instincts of a hunter. He was already eyeing the higher-level windows, and his immediate, instinctive response is to fly at them.
Gathering his massive leg muscles and drawing on the power of his magic ring, Zeoll runs and leaps up at a window. (OOC: roll 46) The liontaur claws his way more than 18 feet up into the air! With any luck, he makes it through the window and lands on one of the enemies with bows.
With his charge attack, Zeoll hopes to land with both paws right on a bowman! He hits AC 12 and AC 6 -- probably not good enough. But if one hits, it lands for 6 hp damage, 7 if the bowman is human.
If Gannet is with Zeoll, the bird will fly up to be with Zeoll, not attacking yet.
As Zeoll pounces and fights, he begins singing: A trrap! A plot! An ambuscade! Good Rraorrr, it seems that you werre rright! These puny humans have betrrayed! And now they'll die upon my blade! Come frriends! Come Chosen! Now we fight!
When Zeoll sings the words "upon my blade," he draws his greatsword and his longsword, one in each hand.
[OOC: I know this seems like a lot for just a partial actions, but it breaks down like this: A partial charge, with the jump, can take Zeoll up to 40 feet. Hopefully that will get him up, through a window, and into melee. The singing is a free action for a bard (Bardic Inspire Courage says, "While singing, the bard can fight but cannot cast spells, activate magic items by spell completion (such as scrolls), or activate magic items by magic word (such as wands)." Drawing weapons is also a free action. And Carl, are any of the windows open? If so, Zeoll will target an open window. Otherwise he'll leap through a closed window, hoping to crash through the glass. Finally, if his path takes him by Ludlow, the traitor may get an attack of opportunity on Zeoll.]
Flat-top Wednesday March 27th, 2002 3:21:35 PM
Flat-top tell Raorr, "Your right, Raorr. We should have listen to you. Anybody spotted a stair case to get up stairs? Kale, why don't you speak to our friend Ludlow? He may have something of intress to tell you."
Flat-top will put up his shield to protec the females. Flat-top cannot move too much because he is caught between the Arc and Kalon. "I wonder if this is like shooting fish in a barrel?"
Brahmah d20+8=28 d20+8=22 d8+8=15 d8=8 d8+8=12 d8=3 Wednesday March 27th, 2002 5:48:55 PM
"Traitor! There are much EASIER ways to have people killed Human, here let me show you! Chosen! Archers above!" Brahmah doesn't hesitate, he charges Ludlow with horns down. Hitting AC 28, crit threat confirmed for AC 22 (assuming 22 hits), hitting Ludlow for 38 points of damage, charging. Brahmah, looks very ready to lay down the Law, "There is no honor in betrayal human!"
OOC:That's Brahmahs partial for the suprise round, now he's probably going to get shot up, so his AC with the charge is 19 vs. the archers and 20 (Dodge) vs. Ludlow. That's counting the -2 from the charge and +1 from Dodge.
Note: I didn't recieve the map, well, I recieved it but looked at it and foolishly deleted it. :)
Ceira Karwyn Thursday March 28th, 2002 12:37:19 AM
"The priest is an illusion!" yells Ceira. Not seeing the bowman, she looks behind her to see if anyone is coming up from behind.
Kalon the Wemic d20+1=21 Thursday March 28th, 2002 12:38:24 AM
Kalon seeing the danger moves protectively in front of Kenisha. He rears onto his back legs making as big a target as he can to cover Kenisha.
"Kenisha get back it's a trap" he yells then roars loudly to the archers,"Betrayers we will feast on your hearts, Run now or die"
OOC: He is trying to give Kenisha as much cover as he can till she recovers from her surprise. He is also trying to intimidate them hoping that Zeoll made it to one of them to reinforce his attempt. Intimidate roll a natural 20 so 21 total
Leets d20+3=5 Thursday March 28th, 2002 7:38:25 AM
"I should have felt this treachery earlier!"
Says Leets getting a look at the bowmen and walking backward while drawing his sword.
"Ludlow, or whatever is your name, you forget that we came here to slay evil too! By this insidious act you give us the opportunity to begin our holy mission! I don't know who is the dark power leading you on this mediocre way, but I know that all the gods who have a spark of righteousness are standing by our side! I still have things to do in their name and in memory of Domi, and the first one will be to make you meet your doom!"
While talking, Leets came near Flat-Top, joining his own shield to the defense movement (it means, Full Defense this round), to protect the females too.
OOC: intimidate 5...
Kale Thursday March 28th, 2002 9:25:28 AM
"Trap, illusion, whats going on?" Kale asks when everyone takes actions
DM Carl: d6=1 d6=1 d4=2 d20+6=23 d8=8 2d6(2+3)=5 d2=2 d20+5=25 d20+5=7 d10=3 d6=2 d6=1 d20+5=25 d20+5=18 d6=5 d6=3 d6=4 d20+4=9 Thursday March 28th, 2002 12:57:49 PM
Zeoll's prodigious leap takes him up and through the upper storey window dead ahead; the leaded glass causes minimal damage as he crashes through onto a narrow landing. There are no enemies in sight, but his momentum is carrying him up and over a precipice! Zeoll must make a REF check DC 18 or fly straight over the balcony banister and crash down to the ground floor! (for a further 1 HP damage, and Fort check DC 15 or be stunned for 1 round). He has no time to draw his weapons.
Brahmah charges, and Ludlow dies like a gutted fish, a look of absolute astonishment on his face.
As he dies you are sure you hear someone laugh out loud.
Seemingly in response to Kalon's words six windows slam open on the first floor, and the attack begins!
A huge sticky web appears over the gateway, completely blocking your retreat. Directly in front of Leets and Ceira a large, glowing, disembodied hand appears.
From the four courtyard windows missiles rain down. Roarr is hit by an arrow from R1 for 13HP, Kale by a crossbow bolt from R2 for 6HP, and Brahamah by an arrow for 12 HP from R3. R4's arrow whistles past Kenisha's head.
A voice from above cries "Prepare to join your dead God, beasts! Die, in the name of the dark Lord!"
Zeoll and Gannet (Inspired, Stunned) d20+3=13 d20+6=13 Thursday March 28th, 2002 1:16:39 PM
Zeoll spills over the railing and falls to the floor! He takes a moment just to gather his wits. Gannet lands on his back, looking nervous. (OOC: failed both saves!)
[OOC: Remember, everyone, you are inspired! That means +2 morale bonus to saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 morale bonus to attack and weapon damage rolls.]
Current Status -2 hp Current Bardic Song Ended (But effect lasts for five rounds, this being round one of five)
Leets d20+5=20 Friday March 29th, 2002 4:35:33 AM
"Zeoll! Oh! Are you ok?"
Leets looks at the disembodied hand, he is now ready to attack.
"What's this new evil, who's behind this! Show yourself, coward! Kenisha, Ceira! We need magic support!"
Holding his shield almost over his head to deflect the missiles, Leets tries to attack the big hand with his longsword, at least to divert it while the females prepare their spells.
Kenisha d4+2=6 d4+2=5 Friday March 29th, 2002 5:12:34 AM
(ooc- I think you sent the wrong map, Carl. The one I got was from the tavern fight.)
Kenisha calls out, "Let's take these foolish humans down!" She then casts Magic Missile at one of the enemy archers (ooc- which ever one she can see since the I can't tell without a map) for 11 HP of damage.
Flat-top Friday March 29th, 2002 5:21:33 AM
(OOC:the map you sent me was an old one, this map puts us someplace else. I am confused)
Flat-top is pinned between the arc and the party in back of him. Now he sees a hand coming at the back. "If I go after this magic hand, I'll have to lower my shield and let the Ceria and Kenisha get hit. If I stand my ground and keep the arrows from the both Sorceress, I'll look like a pin quill, but it give us a chance with our magic." Flat-top tells Leets and asks "You! Know! right now I wish I had a bow???"
Kalon the Wemic Friday March 29th, 2002 12:09:46 PM
Kalon rushes forward to beneath one of the open windows. Turning he yells Raorr,"Raorr come to me and I'll help you up. Brahmah if this works you can get up as well"
OOC: Kalon will attempt to get Raorr up by one of two methods. Not entirely sure how much I can lift but based on the way I read it in the players handbook I can lift over my head 920lbs (16 Str max lift 240lbs x2 for being large x2 for maximum lift over my head. If that is not the case I will stand on my back legs and reach up toward the window like a cat stretching against a piece of furniture.
Kale d20+2=10 Friday March 29th, 2002 9:31:13 PM
shooting into the courtyard window from where the bolt hit him from(r2), Kale's arrow hits itself on the curtain(AC10) then moving towards the brown door, he yells out "We need to find the stairs up!"
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=3 d4+1=2 d20+8=24 Friday March 29th, 2002 10:24:21 PM
With some difficulty deciding between the archers and the disembodied hand, Ceira finally decides to split her attack. With a quick flick of her wrists, she sends one Magic Missle to one of the archers (3 dmg) and one Magic Missle flying towards the hand (2 dmg). Disregarding the archer, Ceira focuses on what effects the Magic Missle has on the disembodied hand (Spellcraft=24).
DM Carl: Fish in a Barrel d20+6=15 d20+6=11 d20+5=25 d20+5=15 d3=3 d10=7 d20+5=25 d20+5=8 d6=3 d20+4=22 d6-1=4 2d6(6+5)=11 Saturday March 30th, 2002 7:10:24 AM
As Zeoll lies inside the building, dazed and confused, Gannet flaps upwards in alarm; someone's coming! Zeoll is able to look around groggily in time to spot a female dwarf, weilding a Waraxe and a face you could use to strip wallpaper, charging towards him.
The others out in the courtyard cannot see this development, however. The facing window is raised, and Zeoll and the dwarf are below the High Table platform.
Kale moves to the door, which looks to be of sturdy construction, and seems to be locked. Roaring in frustration at the out of reach archers, Brahmah follows him.
Kalon moves to the window beneath R3 and yells for Roarr to climb up. The huge minotaur seems dazed by the suddeness of the ambush, however, and does not respond.
Leets takes a hefty swing at the ghastly hand, but his sword blade simply passes straight through it!
Ceira is more succesful; her magic missiles catch both the Hand and one of the Wizards (W1: facing the wrong way to hit an archer). The hand vanishes in a "Phwump!" of green smoke, much to its caster's annoyance. The Wizard struck by the Magic Missile seems to shrug off the damage, however, completing his spell.
Kenisha's magic missile strikes R4 hard, and a half elven face contorts in pain at the window. "You'll pay for that, you nag!" Shrieks the archer.
R1 fires into the crowd, but manages to send his arrow into the far wall. R2 catches Kenisha with a crossbow bolt for 7 HP, while R3 hits Roarr in the shoulder for 3 HP. R4, still smarting at Kenisha's attack, replies with an arrow that catches her in the flank (4 HP). "Take that, ya freak!" he yells.
Wizard 2 has seemingly lost his prepared spell with the destruction of his ghoulish hand, but W1 suffers no such fate. With a roar of fire a Flaming Sphere appears between Brahmah and Kale, searing at their flesh. (Reflex save vs DC 18 or suffer 11 HP damage each).
Wizard 2, his spell lost, yells down at the party in fury "We'll kill you all! We'll grind your stupid Heartstone to dust and scatter it to the winds! None may oppose the will of the Dark Lord! Death to the enemies of Great Marteaus!"
Flat-top Saturday March 30th, 2002 6:16:13 PM
Flat-top now has weapon in hand, "Alright,Kale! Shoe us a stair way and we'll get to the bottom of this problem." Then looks at Leets, "No! use! your blade will just go through that thing. Only magic can get rid of it OR kill it's caster.)
Kale d20+7=10 d20+7=22 d20+7=22 Sunday March 31st, 2002 3:35:57 AM
just managing to dodge out of the way of the flaming sphere(use hero pt to reroll save) Kale yells out "Im sure its this way. Even if its not, it better than staying here!" then, not taking any time to search for traps, Kale pulls out his lockpicks and begins to pick the lock(open lock check of 22)
Raorr d20+12=25 d10+7=16 d10+7=13 d20+10=18 d10+7=8 Sunday March 31st, 2002 8:08:15 AM
Raorr shake's his head and howls "By Imod's Greatness I won't have that Foul Spirit inhabit the heart. Begone Or I shall thrash your head upon the ground and make bread from the pulpy mass that remains."
Raorr shakes his head and lokks at the battle already ensued around him. "What a fight and I wasn't invited?" He smile an almost evil grin.
With a surprised look he looks at the two arrows in his armour "That was not nice but you have guts, and when your guts lay on the ground you will wish you didn't do that."
"So the little humans want to play shoot the taurs, dangerous game you play. Raorr likes dangerous games"
Raorr initially thinks to wait for Kenisha's orders but decides to take the intiative, noting Kalon under one of the humans initially think to use him as a step ladder. But then decides to move towards the wall between the to 'archers' and saying "You think standing there is going to save you from me human?" as he moves he draws forth his glaive and swings at one of them with umph
OOC: Carl I sent you email. Raorr is charging with a reach weapon (glaive) which in a minotaurs hands should have total 15ft reach should be enough to reach the r3 and possibly threaten the r4 if position is favourable (your call).
Modifiers: +2 to hit & -2 AC (charge), +1 to hit & +1 damage (Bard song), +3 to hit (BAB), +6 to hit & +6 Damage & -2 AC (Rage-Enhaced STR)
1st roll hit's AC 25; 2nd & 3rd rolls damage total 29 damage 4th roll hit's AC 18(In case R4 provokes AoO by using his bow, and if I threaten him, as mentioned in post); 5th roll damage 8 damage
Leets Sunday March 31st, 2002 6:03:57 PM
When he realized that he hit only air, and once the big hand disappeared, Leets quickly comes backward.
«I never thought I would say such a thing, but please Kale ! Tell me you picked this lock! »
The young centaur paladin tightens his grip on the handles of his shield, always trying to protect Ceira and Kenisha, becoming a cover himself.
« Kenisha, Ceira, get us rid of those spellcasters, our shields can stop arrows but not magic ! You must go away with the arch ! Flat-Top, Brahmah ! We must hold on until this door is opened ! Even our lives are less important than the Heart ! »
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=4 d4+1=2 Sunday March 31st, 2002 11:49:02 PM
"It's times like this that I wish I had learned some defensive spells in my free time!" says Ceira as she prepares her next flurry of Magic Missles. (W1=4dmg, W2=2dmg)
Kenisha d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Sunday March 31st, 2002 11:54:32 PM
Kenisha nods at Ceira and adds, "Unfortunately, sorcerers don't learn spells the same way... they just sort of come to us."
She then fires off her Magic Missile, concentrating both missiles at Wizard#1 for a total of 8 HP.
Brahmah d20+2=15 d20+5=7 Monday April 1st, 2002 3:11:35 AM
(Reflex save, failed taking 11 points) Brahmah looks like a pin cushion and is currently smoking and blistered. Brahmah moves with both Falchions out, taking a step towards and to the left of the door where W1 is hiding and where Kale is tinkering.
Readying an Action to step through the door and slaughter W1. (After door is open, Brahmah attacks using Power Attack missing W1 if he's still within reach when the door opens.) Dodging W1 for 22 AC.
Carl: Wizard 1 is on the upper storey, you are all at ground level. He is firing at you from a window above you.
OOC:It is real easy to tell that Brahmah is at least soar if not in serious pain.
Flat-top Monday April 1st, 2002 12:20:50 PM
"Well, I have some potion in my back pack, BUT that means to lower my shield. I have to keep these females alive. So look for yourself for the potions." Then turns to Kale,"Hurry with that lock, Kale. I want a piece of those Archers and find out what happen to Zeoll?" To Leets "We're doing find holding off those arrows, BUT if you get up there before me, Give Them Hell!"
Kalon the Wemic Monday April 1st, 2002 12:35:06 PM
Seeing that Raorr has found another way to attack the archers he moves back to protect Kenisha with his own body while she casts spells.
DM Carl: The Chosen Fight Back 2d8(4+2)+3=9 d20+3=18 2d4(4+4)+2=10 d2=1 d20+6=19 d8=7 d20+5=25 d20+5=8 d10=8 d20+4=16 d10+5=12 Monday April 1st, 2002 5:32:43 PM
Kale works furiously at the locked door, barely avoiding the blazing globe. The lock, though nothing particularly special, fails to give way. With enough time Kale is sure he can get it, but how much time does he have?
Despite the high degree of cover afforded by R3's location, Roarr's devastating assault catches him full in the face and completely by surprise. He colapses in a shower of blood, looking to be in a pretty bad way. You hear a cry of "Tyro!" and the Half-Elven R4 also pulls back from the window, and out of sight.
The hail of Magic Missiles tear into Wizard 1, causing him to scream and fall back, and the Flaming Sphere to stop moving. Wizard 2 is hurt, but snarls down "You'll pay for that, you scum! You'll die like that witless charmed priestling you so conveniently killed for us!"
Twin Magic Missiles arrow down from his fingertips, catching Kenisha full in the chest (10HP damage), then the mage vanishes from the window and back out of sight.
R1's arrow burrows straight into Roarr's back (7 HP), and R2, a particularly ugly half orc, fires his crossbow bolt deep into Kalon's thigh (8HP). He cries "A gift from Neega!" Then, having seen the fate suffered by his colleague Tyro at Roarr's hands he yells "Pull back!"
Now there are no targets at the windows. From up above everything has gone quiet.
Meanwhile inside the building Zeoll scambles to his feet just as the female dwarf charges in, taking a mighty hack with her dwarven waraxe. The weapon bites deep into his arm (12HP), and the warrior woman displays black and yellow teeth as she grins at the Wemic. "That'll learn ya not ta cross Dagnal, pussy cat! C'mon, have another taste!"
Zeoll, please make a Listen check.
Kale d20+7=27 Monday April 1st, 2002 7:11:33 PM
"I think I have it this time." Kale says as he looks carefully at the lock(pick locks check of 27). "If its not open this time, break it down."
Brahmah Monday April 1st, 2002 8:21:46 PM
Realizing in the heat of combat that that W1 is actually at the window above him, Brahmah reverses his thinking and concentrates on the task at hand. Getting inside that door Kale is working so carefully on.
Brahmah says to Kale, "Stand back when your ready for me Kale. I'll bust down that twig!" (Readying to bust it down if it's not open this time) Brahmah watches Kale attempt to open the door. "Kale?! Hurry!" Brahmah then realizes that perhaps he needs to shut up so his friend can work. "Sorry Kale."
Flat-top Monday April 1st, 2002 9:16:13 PM
"Kale if you fail this time step bacl and I'll start bashing the door and brahmah will be here to finish the job. Ceria I'll have to lower the shield to do a job on that door, can you handle things, Darling?" Flat-top trying to reashore Ceria.
Kenisha d20+3=7 Monday April 1st, 2002 11:15:18 PM
Kenisha's breathing is labored and every now and again she winces in pain as she scans the windows; watching for any targets to cast at. (Spot roll = 7)
"We need to get out of this shooting gallery." she says between clenched teeth. She stumbles at one point and has to lean heavily against Kalon for support.
Kalon the Wemic Monday April 1st, 2002 11:54:13 PM
Continuing to protect Kenisha with his own body he calls out,"Yes we need that door opened maybe Raorr and Brahmah would be best to bash it down"
OOC: Still trying to give her cover with my body
Leets d20+2=13 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 2:56:06 AM
"There are fleeing! We must stop them!"
Leets slowly lower his shield to be sure no bowman still stands at the windows, and then considers the empty alcoves up his head, Kale working on the door, Kenisha who doesn't seem to be ok and Flat-Top about to charge the door.
"Hey Brahmah! Just got an idea!"
Leets then stands under the window were was W2, sheathing his sword, looks at Brahmah and slaps on his own shoulder, then firmly holding his shield with his two hands (at waist-height).
"Try to be light-footed my minotaur friend!"
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 10:17:44 AM
"I think I'll be okay Flat-top, thanks. The least I can try to do is to shield the enemy's vision while we try to rush in." Ceira looks around to note the details of the room. She then pulls out a bit of fleece and throws it in the direction of the windows of R1 and R2 and casts Silent Image. The image will be of an empty room. While maintaining her concentration, she slowly moves up against the wall directly below R4 to avoid any of his arrows.
Zeoll (DM Carl) d20+1=17 2d6(1+2)+2=5 d20+3=21 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 11:15:01 AM
"Have a taste yourrself!" roarrs Zeoll, stung into action. He draws his blades and takes a swing with his greatsword, landing a glancing blow (5 HP).
Zeoll listens carefully...
Raorr d20+5=24 d20+5=15 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 11:21:36 AM
Raorr looks up the wall from where his foe fell dead.
"Your friends won't get away that easily." He drops the Glaive and begins to climb the wall after jumping straight up to pull himself up.
Raorr d20+5=24 d20+5=15 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 11:21:37 AM
Raorr looks up the wall from where his foe fell dead.
"Your friends won't get away that easily." He drops the Glaive and begins to climb the wall after jumping straight up to pull himself up.
DM Carl: Out of the Frying Pan... d20+6=17 d20+3=6 d12+4=11 d8+2=5 2d8(5+4)+3=12 d20+9=11 d20+8=10 d20+6=19 d8=6 d20+5=14 d20+5=21 d10+2=6 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 3:12:39 PM
Though it is not moving, the blazing sphere continues to blaze away next to you as you work to get into the building.
Kale grits his teeth and tries again. This time he closes his eyes, hears the lock tumblers clicking into place... It works! The door swings open... within you just have time to register a desk, a chair, a door against the far wall, a passage leading off to the right...
And two heavily bearded, black clad dwarves, both swinging greataxes, standing in wait behind the door, aiming straight for Kale! The first blow connects powerfully (11 HP), though Kale is able to pull back sufficiently to avoid the second swing.
The door is so small, and you are all so large, that only one Taur may enter at a time. The Dwarves are hanging back, using the doorframe as partial cover. "Please, c'mon in!" grins one.
Ceira's brilliantly inventive gambit flickers into existence over the two windows, but she and Kenisha see no further sign of activity up there.
Inside, Zeoll is in serious trouble. The creak of a floorboard and a scuffed footstep overhead alert him of the impending sneak attacks at the last possible moment, allowing him to twist out of the path of one of the arrows flying at him. Unfortunately he is not quick enough to dodge the other, which catches him in the shoulder causing him to gasp in pain (6 HP).
Dagnal the Dentinely Challenged Dwarf (D4) laughs, and hacks again with her waraxe, connecting again with another telling blow (6HP). "You're goin down, putty tat!" she snorts with obscene amusement. Zeoll is bleeding heavily now, though he fights bravely on.
Flat-top Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 4:33:52 PM
Since Kale got hurt,Flat-top pull Kale back toward himself. "All right I'll bow to you Brahmah, GO in first and show these little runts a thing or two and I'll be right behind you." Flat-top Yells to Kalon, "Over here Kales need you!".
ooc Flat-top will go in next unless the leader Kenisha tell him other wise.
Brahmah d20+5=19 d4+7=8 d4=3 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 7:42:50 PM
"DWARVES!" His voice rumbles into the room." Go ahead and HIDE like some sort of weasel. Dirt lovers, come to meet Brahmah face to face!" Turning back to Flat-top, Brahmah grumbles something about needing healing or preferring healing before going in. "This fight isn't honorable." He says in shock and maybe a little torn on how to proceed. Then with resolve says, "Dwarves, your going to get your wish!" Brahmah walks into the room. Dodging D1 for AC 22 and attacking D2 with AC 21. Power Attack, a single attack on D2, hitting AC 19 for 11 points of DMG on D2.
Kenisha d4+1=4 d4+1=5 Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 10:02:46 PM
"Ceira, keep an eye on those upper windows, I'm going to see if I can't give Brahmah some support against those dwarves." Kenisha says with a wince. To everyone else she says, "We need to find out what happened to Zeoll. Raorr, when you get up there, if you can, look for him, okay?"
With that Kenisha moves back so that she can see through the door and the dwarves inside. If she can see them, she will fire a Magic Missile at D1 for 9HP.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday April 2nd, 2002 10:51:16 PM
"You got it!" responds Ceira as she maintains her concentration of her Silent Image on the two windows on the opposite wall. "Just watch out for any activity from those windows above me." she adds.
Leets d20+2=12 d20+2=21 d20+2=15 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 5:18:00 AM
In the chaos of the battle, Leets is not sure if Brahmah just didn't see him, or if he isn't interested...At the same time, an ambush is set agaisnt Kale behind the door that suddenly opens, and the young centaur paladin is pretty sure that some among his comrades in arms are seriously wounded. However, time is for battle, and haling will come later... With this in mind, Leets tries something to get rid of one of the dwarves: taking his rope on his side, he quickly makes a slipknot to finally have a lasso. He then throws it from where he is, trying to grab whatever belongs to the dwarves, and then pulls with all his strength.
Zeoll and Gannet d20+34=52 d20+3=13 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 6:42:07 AM
Zeoll's action this round consists entirely of movement, so that he provokes no attack of opportunity in withdrawing from combat.
The liontaur backs off from the dwarf, out of range of that ax. He heads towards the top of the map, about 15 feet -- enough for a running start. Then he runs towards the bottom of the map, leaping up to the ledge from which he had fallen before. (Jump check 52 clears up to 20 feet up, which should do.) With any luck, he lands gracefully. (I hope no reflex save is necessary, but if so, Zeoll rolled a 13.) He kneels to gain a +2 AC bonus vs missiles (PHB p132).
Gannet squawks in alarm and tries to fly away out of the building.
Current Status
-26 hp (of 36)
one bardic song used
AC 15 usually. Kneeling/sitting = 17 vs missiles, 13 vs melee
Kale d20+6=17 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 9:23:50 AM
clutching at his wounded side, Kale moves back out of the way so that the fighters can get at the dwarves. seeing what Raorr is trying to do, Kale moves to the alcove beside the one Raorr is climbing and attempts to climb up it(climb check of 17)
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 2:01:43 PM
Kalon unsure of what Flat-top thinks he can do for Kale moves along with Kenisha continuing to protect her. As he waits for an opening to get into the fight
DM Carl: Hack and Slash d20+5=23 d20+7=21 d8=3 d20+5=13 d4=3 d20+4=15 d20+3=22 d12-1=1 d20+2=3 2d6(6+3)=9 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 3:19:45 PM
Flat Top helps Kale back and moves in after Brahamah, as Kale heads to one of the windows and attempts to climb, but cannot find purchase (Climb DC 20). Roarr, having failed to scale the wall before has more luck this time (Made a Climb check 23). It will take him this round to clamber in through the window (no attack).
Suddenly the blazing sphere, which has been sputtering away quietly for a while, leaps into life once more! It springs straight at Flat Top (Ref save vs DC 18 or suffer 9 HP damage)!
It's caster makes a total hash of staying out of sight however (Nat 1!). In attempting to keep out of view W1 manages to pull down the entire curtain rail above his window, leaving himself in full view! He looks as foolish as he undoubtedly feels.
Back down below Brahmah launches himself bravely into battle, catching D2 a powerful blow. Though bleeding, the dwarf grits his teeth and fights on.
Kenisha's Magic Missile sears into D1's flesh, and briefly causes his beard to sizzle. "Aargh!" he yells, "Thjat smarts! I'll 'ave you fer that, horsie!"
Leets' attempt to make a lassoo fails (DC 15 to make it at speed, and using an untrained weapon incurs a to hit penalty of -4, as does ranged attacks into melee).
Zeoll darts away from his attacker, then turns and leaps. He land between the two startled rogues (facing the Half Elf R4), who suddenly are looking rather worried now that their target is so much closer.
R1 fires at point blank range, catching Zeoll from behind (3 HP), but the sight of several hundred pounds of furious Wemic is too much for the Half Elf, and his panicked shot whistles past Zeoll's ear. The Half Elf drops his shortbow and fumbles for the rapier at his belt.
Behind the terrified rogue Zeoll spots one of the spellcasters (W2) who's eyes widen in disbelief at the prodigious leap, then narrow again as he begins to chant dark arcane magiks. Zeoll suddenly feels icy tendrils of terror clutching at his very soul (Cause Fear, WILL save vs DC 17 or -2 to attack, damage and saving throws for 3 rounds, and flee from W2).
Downstairs D1 shouts orders to D2 and a newly arrived dwarf D3. "Gut the beast! Hack him to bits! Slice his liver!"
He emphasises his point by missing completely, but his companion does not. D2's greataxe feebly nicks Brahmah's thigh (1 HP).
Behind them D3 roars with laughter "You two fight like ruddy gnomes, boyo! Pathetic! Stand aside and let a real dwarf show you how it's done!"
"Sharrup, Taklinn!" growls R1, clearly the leader. "Sharrup or I'll do you too once I'm done wi' these freaks!"
Zeoll and Gannet (afraid!) d20+12=16 d20+34=54 d8+1=4 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 5:06:25 PM
The magic takes hold and alters Zeoll's emotions to terror. Even the residual lingering effects of his song fail to help (missed by one even with my natural +10 and a +2 from the Bardic Song! darn!)
The liontaur runs away from the Wizard (W2), making a leap over the Rogue (R1). Fear propels him up and up! (natural 20 on the check! Jump check 54 clears over 80 feet across and 20 feet up!) All Zeoll wants to do is clear the Rogue without provoking an attack of opportunity, landing and moving into the corner out of sight of the frightful scary wizard. That should be about 40 feet -- a move-equivalent action. If he can, when out of sight of the wizard and about 10 to 15 feet from the rogue, he will cast cure light wounds on himself if he can. If not, he will continue to flee to the best of his ability.
If he does cast the spell, he cures 4 hp damage.
Gannet continues to try to fly away, or hides in the rafters if he cannot.
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Current Status
-29 hp (of 36) [-25 with Cure Light Wounds maybe] one bardic song used AC 15.
Flat-top d20+7=26 d20+7=22 d8+5=11 d8+5=12 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 6:18:58 PM
"Kenisha,Wait until we get another fighter, and that should be Raorr, there's a dwarf in there that just his size. There not enought room in there for Centaurs. But minotaurs are just right for them. Don't know about wemic. Take a look see if you can cast in there, but don't go in yet." Then tell Brahmah, "Give them Hell and I'll get you some cure med wound for you. Yummie Yummie."
OCC: if Brahmah moves enought to let Flat-top in the room. Flat-top will attack with Morning Star +1 (Atttack 26 Critical hit) & 22 - Damage 11 & 12)Flat-top hope for the big mouth with ugly short legs.
Brahmah d20+1=4 d20+1=19 d20+1=20 d4+7=10 d4+7=11 d4=1 d4=1 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 6:46:15 PM
Brahmah smiles at the last scratch made by the pathetic dwarf. "How cute!!" As he looks down at the dwarf as his toothy smile leaves his face. Stepping 5 feet toward D2, now Dodging D2 for AC 22 to move from the doorway so his friends may enter. With both Falchions out and ready to strike the dwarf, Brahmah now swinging both curved blades like some sort of dervish. (Power Attack from both attacks, with the first attack at the dwarf, Sundering the greataxe with the second attack> doesn't hit the dwarf, but with all luck the dwarfs greataxe is getting whacked, rolled 18 modified 19 attack roll (crit threat for a Falchion rolling 20 to confirm), dwarf makes opposed attack roll, if he fails his axe takes 23 points (greataxe hardness 5, hit points 10, pg 136 PHB). If the dwarfs axe doesn't splinter, Brahmah needs to reconsider his tactics.
"Haha!" Brahmah laughs in triumph. (even if the attack doesn't succeed.)
Kenisha d4+1=5 d4+1=3 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 8:37:49 PM
"Don't worry, Flat-top." Kenisha reassures her fellow centaur. "I'm not going in there. All I need is a line of sight to do my stuff."
With that she casts another Magic Missile at D1 for 8 HP.
"Ceira! Deal with that clumsy wizard up above us. Kalon, Can you help her in some way? Raorr? How's it going?"
Ceira Karwyn d4+1=2 d4+1=4 Thursday April 4th, 2002 1:34:21 AM
Ceira breaks off her Silent Image spell and takes a few steps forward before she spots the wizard that Kenisha is referring to. Ceira sends two Magic Missles flying towards the wizard (W1, 6 dmg)
Kale d20+2=19 d6=6 Thursday April 4th, 2002 2:54:57 AM
seeing the wizard reveal himself, Kale decides to shoot at him instead of climbing. drawing his bow, he lets loose an arrow, striking the mage(AC19) hard(6 pts of damage)
Leets d20+4=13 d20+4=17 Thursday April 4th, 2002 9:23:13 AM
The young centaur paladin let his rope fall on the grounds, having finished a bad knot that will serve to nothing...
"Oh they are coming back! Their magic is operating once again! COME ON COWARDS! And we'll see what effect have my hooves on your gums!"
A little bit frustrated of not being able to help Brahmah, Leets considers the web wall, a dangerous trap if things were getting bad...
Quickly, he makes his quarterstaff jump into his hand, and dives it into the blazing sphere (which look really hot, considering the smell of burned centaur hair), to set the staff ablaze. He then try to make the web burn, attacking it with his burning quarterstaff.
DM Carl: Come, thou Tortoise! When? d20+1=3 d20+3=18 d20+3=20 d20+6=25 d12+4=5 d12+3=13 Thursday April 4th, 2002 10:38:03 AM
Inside the building Zeoll turns tail, leaps over R1 and takes a left, drawing to a halt as he almost runs into a crossbow weilding half-orc (R2). The Half Orc curses, drops his crossbow and pulls out a heavy mace, yelling to R1 "Ivellios! Flank the monster!" The Elf R1 calls back "Aye, Neega, careful now! It's hurt bad, but there's fight in it yet!" and he draws a wicked-looking morningstar.
As the two Rogues begin to manoever Zeoll has time to desperately gulp down his CLW potion (4HP).
On the other wing of the building Roarr clambers through the window and spots the wizard W2. The spellcaster's look of triumph turns to one of terror as he sees the enormous barbarian directly opposite him. "Rannos! An opponent!" he shouts, and R4 comes running around the corner, rapier in hand. The Half Elf does not look best pleased that the mage has granted him this particular assignment, but raises his weapon anyway, and closes fast, stabbing wildly as he does so. His attack doesn't even come close. "Yer not payin' me enough fer this, Delacourt!" he growls back at the Wizard.
The dark wizard Delacourt (W2), seeing that his protector is likely not long for this Wold, weaves his arms in an intricate pattern, mutters some words of power, and with a twinkling effect he vanishes from sight!
Down in the courtyard FlatTop just barely manages to dodge the ball of fire (Ceil, I rolled your REF save and got 18: you forgot to do it last post), but still cannot get past Brahmah into the room.
Brahmah hacks mightily at D2's axe, but the small warrior is wise to the tactic, and deflects the blow (opposed attack 20). His return swipe misses, however.
Kenisha's Magic Missile strikes R1, causing him to yelp in pain. "Will ye stop doin' that!?" he yells, clearly in some distress. "Wait yer turn and get chopped up like everyone else!"
And he swings at Brahmah in fury, catching his forearm (5HP).
The jovial Taklinn (D3) just laughs harder than ever. "C'mon. Eberk, let me have a go!" he chortles. "Surely you can do better than that?"
Up above this battle W1 stares down in disbelief at the torn curtain still clutched in his hand. "Oh sh-" he begins, before Kale's arrow hits him in the throat, and Ceira's Magic Missile catches him right between the eyes. He flies backwards, back out of sight, and the Flaming Sphere stops moving once more.
This allows Leets to successfully light the end of his quarterstaff and set the webs alight.
Kenisha d4+1=2 d4+1=4 Thursday April 4th, 2002 11:04:19 AM
Kenisha answers the indignant dwarf's question with one of her own. "Why should I just stand here and let you murder us? No, I think I'll keep at you until you either die or leave us alone. And since you are a follower of the greatest evil to threaten the Wold to date, I dare say you don't have the brains to flee. So, die!"
She casts another Magic Missile at D1 for 6 HP.
Zeoll and Gannet (frightened) d100=51 d20+4=14 Thursday April 4th, 2002 12:49:10 PM
Zeoll shrinks back against the wall, stepping five feet sideways -- hopefully out of range of the weapons of his foes, at least for a moment.
He casts a Grease spell on the half-orc (R2). He carefully positions it so that even if his target makes his save (Reflex vs DC 15), he will have to stand in the Grease if he wants to flank. (see link below)
With any luck, his five foot step puts him out of Attack of Opportunity range when he casts his spell. (If not, his Concentration check if needed is 14.)
Then Zeoll thinks to himself, "If only I had a good long hunting spear with which to keep the enemy away!"
Failing that, he prepares his greatsword, longsword, and claws for battle.
Flat-top d20+3=19 Thursday April 4th, 2002 3:19:30 PM
(OOC: REF- 19, Do I still keep the rolls for combat?)
"Brahmah! you eat too much, I can't squeeze pass you. But you're doing a very good job!!" Flat-top tell the Minotaur with a smile. Then he tells the girls, "Kenisha, Ceira you just saved my hide. After this is over, I'll get the both of you some Clover Wine."
Brahmah d20+1=18 d20+1=19 d20+1=11 d4+7=8 d4=3 d4+7=8 d4=4 Thursday April 4th, 2002 4:51:44 PM
OOC: When I Sunder, I shouldn't provoke attacks of op, I have the Sunder Feat!
Brahmah has re-thought his tactics and now concentrates on the dwarf and not the weapon. Brahmah swings both Falchions, (Power Attack on both) hitting AC 18 with the first and crit threat 19 (not confirmed) with the second doing 23 points of DMG to the pathetic little dwarf D2. If that drops him, Brahmah moves in 5 feet so his chubby friends can squeeze in. :)
Kalon the Wemic d20+4=18 d6+3=8 Thursday April 4th, 2002 9:20:25 PM
Kalon feeling completely useless looks around the area finally noticing the glass. Moving across the courtyard he rears up on his back legs leaning his front legs. Then moving closer with his upper torso he concentrates for a moment. Then with a roar he draws his upper hand back and strikes at the window with all his strength.
OOC: Moving over half to the wall with the window and striking it with my hands from the upper torso. 18 to hit the window and 8 points of damage.
Ceira Karwyn Thursday April 4th, 2002 11:24:14 PM
"YES! Nice teamwork Kale! And I'll hold you to that promise Flat-Top!" exclaims Ceira. "Speaking of teamwork, I have been so busy with my spells that haven't paid any attention to where Zeoll went."
Turning to Kale, "I have and idea to continue our teamwork. Walk over to where Kenisha is and hold up both of your hands as if grabbing something. I will try to cast an illusion of the grisly remains of that wizard we just skewered. Hopefully, this'll stifle the morale of those pesky midgets. Oh! And try to look mean and menacing." she giggles and gives him a wink. The first walks to the center of the room to get out of view of D2.
(OOC: If Kale agrees, Ceira will cast Silent Image of a bloody upper torso of wizard W1 in Kale's left hand and a bloody lower torso in his right hand. If he doesn't agree, then Ceira will do nothing this round.)
Raorr d20+9=16 d4+7=10 d20+5=23 d8+7=10 Friday April 5th, 2002 2:24:59 AM
Raorr looks down at the Human swinging the rapier and chuckles "L:ittle person can't hurt me with little needle" He pounds on his Magic Armour with his Spiked guantlet and then pulls back and trows a viscious punch towards the Half-Elf and attempts to follow it up with a Horn attack.
Leets d20+4=12 Friday April 5th, 2002 3:13:24 AM
Still cleaning the now burning web, Leets mainly cares not to let the fire threaten his friends. However, he keep an eye on the situation at the door, in the case he can finally enter.
During all this, he can perfectly hear what is said just up his head, and now knows that he will search for this Delacourt wizard as soon as possible...
Kale 2d8(4+2)+2=8 Friday April 5th, 2002 9:10:36 AM
"Thats no problem." Kale says as he removes his hood, revealing his scarred face. then before Ceira casts her spell, Kale drinks a potion of CMW, healing back some of his wounds. then, once Ceira's spell is cast, Kale moves to where the dwarves can see him and simply says "Your next."
DM Carl: Slice and Dice Friday April 5th, 2002 12:39:23 PM
Kenisha's Magic Missile strikes Eberk (D1) hard. He is still on his feet, but only just. "Aaarrghh! STOP THAT!" he yells, beside himself with pain and frustration.
Brahamah's twin blows strike D2's shoulders simultaneously, slicing his arms clean off. The dwarf stares at his pumping stumps in stupefied horror before keeling over backwards, stone dead. This allows Brahmah to push into the room, giving FlaT Top some room.
Taklinn (D3) seems to find this hilarious. "Oh dear, old Ollom's pretty 'armless now!" he guffaws, as he leaps up onto the desk and cheerfully informs Brahmah "Here fella, let me show you how a real dwarf fights!" And he swings his rather puny handaxe, missing by a mile. For some reason this just seems to make him laugh even harder.
Kale's sudden appearance, seemingly clutching the grisly remains of the wizard, half in either hand, finally causes Eberk (D1) to snap. He turns to flee, inviting a AoO from both Flat Top and Brahmah.
Taklinn, just carries on laughing. "Hah! It was bad enough when there was only one Morex!" he bellows, waving his handaxe at the two bloody halves. "Marteaus preserve us from two of the bugger!"
Kalon smashes the window without incurring any damage to his fist. He can see no-one in the room in front of him.
Leets continues to destroy the web, as the Flaming Sphere winks out of existence behind him.
Zeoll's spell causes the Half Orc Neega's (R2) feet to whip out from under him, and he lands with a bump on his rump. Ivellios the Elf (R1) swings with his morning star, but misses by a whisker as Zeoll sways back out of the path of the blow. It seems the Grease spell may just have saved the Wemic's life. For now at least...
Both of Roarr's blows connect, but incredibly the Half Elf Rannos (R4) remains standing. Though bleeding heavily you have to admire the hireling's courage (though perhaps not his intelligence) as he lunges at the huge minotaur, catching him with his rapier (4HP).
(Roarr, please make a Spot check)
Brahmah d20+8=16 d4+4=8 d4=2 d20+1=18 d20+1=7 d4+7=8 d4=2 Friday April 5th, 2002 5:26:00 PM
AoO from Brahmah on D1, hitting AC 16 for 10 points of DMG.
Then Brahmah turns to Flat-top and states, "This poor dwarf is mad!" Staggering a bit because of his wounds, Brahmah swings at this dwarf with the hatchet.
(Power Attack from both attacks, hitting AC's 18 and 7, the first strike lands (hopefully solid) for 10 points of DMG on D3.)
Brahmah laughs, "Well, if your a real dwarf, I AM NOT impressed!!"
Kale Friday April 5th, 2002 6:44:44 PM
winking at Ceira, Kale drops the illusionary body and moves to the door next to the one he just opened and opens that one. "I wonder why we didnt try this before." he says to himself
Ceira Karwyn Friday April 5th, 2002 8:56:51 PM
"Yippie!" yelps Ceira in excitement. "It worked!"
Ceira walks up next to Kalon, "Wow! That punch must've hurt. What do you see? Any targets?" she asks as she draws and loads her crossbow.
Kalon the Wemic Saturday April 6th, 2002 12:53:35 AM
Kalon peers over the wall and seeing the way is clear responds to Ceira,"No it seems clear I'm going in to see if I can find where Zeoll went."
Placing his front paws at the edge careful not to slash them with remaining glass. He attempts to pull himself up enough that he can roll over the wall and into the room calling out.
"Zeoll where are you?"
Zeoll and Gannet (frightened) d20+4=18 d8+1=4 Saturday April 6th, 2002 10:17:59 PM
If Zeoll hears Kalon, he calls back in Taur, "I am herre, fighting an orrc and an elf!"
Then the liontaur attempts to cast a Cure Light Wounds spell on the defensive (trying not to provoke an attack of opportunity).
His Concentration roll of 18 is two more than he needs! His spell cures 4 more hit points of damage.
He looks around to see if he can see Gannet or any of the other Chosen.
And then he is very happy to feel the magical fear lift from his soul. (That's three rounds of fear, right Carl? By the way, the Grease only lasts two rounds.)
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Current Status
-21 hp (of 36) one bardic song used two Cure Light Wounds cast one Grease spell cast AC 15
"There's not much room in here, BUT enough to kick you hairy beehind." Flat-top knows that he cannot use his hooves. He'll sure can use his Morning Star. "This is for our Wemic Cleric and the next hit will get your attention." Out of the side of Flat-top mouth "Barhmah, how are you doing? Are you OK?"
Kenisha d4+1=5 d4+1=4 Sunday April 7th, 2002 11:53:46 PM
Kenisha asks Kale and Leets, but trying not to say it too loudly, "Anyone having any healing available? I'm close to dropping. I didn't want to say anything around Kalon; otherwise he might not have gone to look for Zeoll like I hoped."
If she can see D3 around Brahmah and Flat-top, she will fire of a Magic Missile spell at him for 9 HP. If she can't, she'll hold her action.
Raorr d20+9=27 d4+7=9 Monday April 8th, 2002 12:14:45 AM
Raorr now bleeding from an injury not caused by an arrow looks at his foe and snarls pulling back his fist he swings again.
"Die Beast, you will not live to see the moon rise" e says to the half elf
DM Carl: First of the Fallen? d20+6=24 d6=5 d20+7=14 d20+3=5 d20+6=26 d20+6=21 d8+2=4 d6=2 d6=5 d20+7=25 d8+3=6 d6=4 d6=1 Monday April 8th, 2002 10:06:03 AM
Brahmah catches Eberk (D1) full across the back as he attempts to flee. With a shriek he goes down, shudders, and lies still. The minotaur then turns his attention to the plainly demented Taklinn (D3), who is skipping and hopping as he battles on, a crazed grin on his face. Brahmah's falchion opens up a gash across his upper chest, but it seems nothing can spoil this madman's mood. "Ooh, made me see stars!" he chortles, then lashes back with his handaxe, catching Brahmah in the shoulder (5 HP). "How was it for you, darling?" he teases, continuing to prance about like a fool.
Flat Top's morningstar strikes Taklinn heavily on the shoulder, missing his weaving head by inches (Ceil, you rolled a Crit Threat. I made the second roll, hitting AC 14 (a miss), so no Crit. Sorry!). Still the dwarf shows no sign of fear, as he sticks his tongue out and blows a long raspberry at Flat Top.
Leets manages to burn away the last of the webs securing the gate. It remains locked, however. Ludlow used a key to get in.
Kenisha is unable to get a clear line of sight on Taklinn, (made Spot Check to see him through the melee vs DC 15; rolled a 5), and is forced to hold her attack.
Kenisha, Kale and Leets, please make a Listen check. Ceira please make a Spot and Listen check. Ceira joins Kalon, and covers him as the Wemic first tries (and fails) to climb in the window, then takes a jump at it that lands him on the raised platform inside. He still sees no one, though the sounds of battle upstairs are evident. Ahead of him he sees the wide curved staircase leading up. Kalon calls up, and hears Zeoll call back, though his words are suddenly cut short in a roar of pain and the sound of something heavy hitting the floor.
Ceira joins Kalon, and covers him as the Wemic first tries (and fails) to climb in the window, then takes a jump at it that lands him on the raised platform inside. He still sees no one, though the sounds of battle upstairs are evident. Ahead of him he sees the wide curved staircase leading up. Kalon calls up, and hears Zeoll call back, though the wemic's words are suddenly cut short in a roar of pain and the sound of something heavy hitting the floor up above.
Upstairs Zeoll's luck has finally run out. Neega (R2), cursing the slippery ground beneath his feet, springs back upright (Reflex 26) and swings for Zeoll, striking the wounded Wemic hard with his mace (11HP), while Ivellios (R1), adopting a flanking position, lands a simultaneous blow with his morningstar (11HP). The brave liontaur, who had just been calling out to Kalon downstairs, roars briefly in pain, then collapses to the ground, his lifeblood gushing from his numerous wounds (I make Zeoll on -7 HP).
Rannos (R4) crumples under the force of Roarr's blow. Roarr is too preoccupied to notice anything else of particular interest (failed Spot check). The minotaur races along the balcony, only to see Zeoll cruelly cut down before his eyes. The two dark-clad mercenaries turn to face Roarr, a new confidence in their eyes, as they raise their blood-drenched weapons and beckon him on. "Come on, beast, if you want some of what we gave your friend here!" grins Ivellios.
Becoming very anxious and aggitated, Kenisha tromps forward and back then finally rears up on her hind legs to try and see the last dwarf that is impeding them. (Spot check=12) If she sees him this time she will cast a Daze Spell on him (DC=15 due to Spell Focus:Enchantment).
Flat-top d20+4=16 d20+11=28 d20+11=27 d8+6=10 d8+6=8 Monday April 8th, 2002 3:32:58 PM
Flat-top look at this little runt,and this time he put some mussels into it. "Now Mr. Bobbing Heat, Taake this and that. You know your cute when your bleeding." After he swing Flat-top will try to push the desk back (you know pushing the desk back with a jerk. Plan to get that dwalf off baalance.)
OOc: Ist role is for strenth 16, Then attack of 28 and hopefuly 27, and the damage are 10 and 8.
Leets d20+2=19 Monday April 8th, 2002 4:23:53 PM
"Of course Lady Kenisha, always ready to serve!" Says Leets, getting a last disgusted look at the consumed web, and then at the locked door. The young centaur paladin holds his palm above Kenisha's painful wound, and channels the power given by his faith through an aura around his hand to heal the leader (5HP/9 per day). Once he has finished, he pricks up his ear, frowning his brows.
"Did you hear that? What is it?"
Anticipating a new ambush, or reinforcements for the ennemy, Leets unsheathes his sword, and adjust his shield...
Kalon the Wemic Monday April 8th, 2002 8:32:13 PM
Kalon hears something heavy hit the floor and then calls out again,"Zeoll...zeoll are you alright?"
Not getting a response he moves as fast as he can up the stairs. Calling back to Ceira,"Ceira back me up if you can"
OOC: Double move 100ft total
Kale d20-1=18 Monday April 8th, 2002 9:02:01 PM
drawing his sword, Kale says "We need to get in there! Can you two move out of the way a little." then Kale pauses as he hears something out of the ordinary
Brahmah d20+1=19 d20+1=17 d20+1=10 d4+7=10 d4=2 d4+7=10 d4=1 Monday April 8th, 2002 10:45:28 PM
"Arrrg.... stupid dwarf!! Your dead!"
Brahmah gets extremely upset, muscles ripping over the minotaurs body as the dwarf grinds deep into his shoulder with the gigantic axe.
(Power Attack, two attacks, first hitting AC 19 crit threat hitting 17, for 12 DMG. If it's a crit, for 11 more.)
"Haha, your dead stout folk!"
Ceira Karwyn d20+4=13 d20+1=13 d20+2=10 d20+2=6 Monday April 8th, 2002 11:53:19 PM
(Spot=13, Listen=13, Climb=10, Jump=6) Hearing the urgency of Kalon's words, Ceira tries her best to get inside whether it's climbing the window or making a jump attempt.
Raorr, inspired by Zeoll's falling d20+7=25 d8+7=12 d8+7=13 d8+7=8 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 10:35:21 AM
Raorr watches the Wemic Bard fall. The Minotaur unable to understand the language of the taunting enmeies begins to charge forward, sensing that his comarade's spirit has joined the chorus of voices powering his rage.
He draws the magic greatsword and while still weilding the shield in his other hand he attempts to headbutt his foe with the traditional charge of a minotaur.
DM Carl: The Race is On d20-4=13 d20+5=14 d20+3=6 d20+4=5 d20+2=22 d6+2=7 d100=53 d100=77 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 11:42:58 AM
Brahmah and FlatTop both hack into Taklinn (D3), lifting the dwarf clear off his feet and sending him flying over the desk with the power of their combined attack. "H..hey, can't you take a joke?" coughs the dying dwarf, and then he slumps back, dead.
Flat Top moves towards the corridor, and Kale moves into the room behind him.
Back in the courtyard the Dwarf with the ugly teeth that originally attacked Zeoll makes a late reappearance. She creeps out through a secret door in the wall, hoping to catch the Taurs unawares. However the door hinges creak as they open, and Leets is able to get in a protective position in front of Kenisha before the dwarf can attack. Instead she swings for Leets, but misses hopelessly. There is a growing terror in her eyes, as the realisation dawns that she is going to die here today.
Ceira fails to get in through the window, finding it just too high and awkward to get through. Frustrated she turns in time to see the female dwarf attack Leets, and also notes that there seems to be movement at the doorway; her companions have finally broken in.
Kenisha, her spell prepared against Taklinn, sees him fall before she can cast. However her sharp hearing picks up the approach of the dwarf, and she is able to switch the target of her daze spell. The dwarf slows and stops, suddenly slack-jawed.
Inside Kalon hares up the stairs, arriving at the top in time to see Roarr crush Ivellios (R1) against the wall. The Elf slides down in a smear of blood, quite dead. Stepping past the prone body of Zeoll, Neega (R2) takes a mighty swing at Roarr. The Half Orc misjudges hopelessly, slamming his mace into the ground instead (Nat 1, loses attack next round as he recovers).
Then, behind Roarr, the wizard Delacourt (W2) suddenly reappears, bringing his hand (which seems to glow bright green) smartly down between the Minotaur's shoulder blades. The green glow spreads over Roarr's body, and the minotaur finds himself struggling to shake off a dreadful coldness and weight in his limbs (Ghoul Touch: Roarr must make a Fort check vs DC 18 or be paralysed for 7 rounds. If you fail you exude a carrion stench causing retching and nausea in a 10ft radius (excluding the caster). Those in the radius will need to make a Fort check or suffer a --2 penalty to all attack, damage, save, ability and skill rolls until the spell ends.)
Meanwhile Zeoll continues to slip away (-8 HP), his life blood draining inexorably from his wounds. Up in the rafters Gannet calls franticaly, flapping back and forth in a frenzy of indecision and fear.
Flat-top Tuesday April 9th, 2002 12:40:34 PM
OOC: I'm going to guess here I don't have a new map.
After doing the hairy little dwarf in. Flat-top pushes the desk so that the rest of the party will have an easier time getting through. Flat-top moves over so Kale can get in and go down the hall way in case there's another door. "OK! Let's Go. This way." Then will follow Kale.
Leets d20+5=20 d20=20 d20=16 d8+2=9 d4+2=6 d4+2=5 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 3:08:01 PM
Leets glances at the female dwarf that just appeared with a mixing of pity and hatred, he then rears up, lifting high his sword, and falls with all his strength and weight on his foe.
"All I can do is to send you before the gods! There they will judge your for this sacrilege as they will do with Marteaus when his time comes!"
Brahmah d20+5=20 d4+7=8 d4=1 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 6:18:46 PM
"Kale, Flat-top, I'm going to assist Ceira, Leets and Kenisha out in the court!"
Bleeding and stumbling about, the huge minotaur looks like a walking butchers shop. Blood pouring from his wounds.
He steps out into the center chamber, he moves to meet the dwarf who is on Leets. With a Falchion raised high, Brahmah swings with might at D4.
(Power Attack, one attack.) Hitting AC 20 for 9 points of DMG on D4.
Huffing and puffing, fur matted by blood, speaking in Tauric, Brahmah says, "I'm very badly hurt friends! I'm afraid this is the end for this Chosed!"
Ceira Karwyn d20+2=13 d4+2=4 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 8:38:01 PM
Since Leets is engaged with the dwarf, Ceira holds back on her crossbow and decides to give Leets some tag team help. She rushes forwards, rears back on her hind legs, and swipes with her front claw. (If she hits, 4 damage)
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday April 9th, 2002 10:16:53 PM
Reaching the top of the stairs Kalon moves around to the sounds of fighting. Spotting Raorr in the middle he looks trying to see.
"Zeoll where are you?" he calls out. With no response he runs to Raorr's aid.
Raorr d20+10=18 d20+9=13 d20+4=11 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 11:36:52 PM
Raorr shudders for a moment the unatural chill rippliing throiugh his soul until he feels the warth of the chorus shake off the effects.
"SORCERY" he yells with a fury "Your foul magics won't stop me" He raises the GReatsword high into the air and swings down at the wizard. Not willing to take any chances he follows through with aa gore from his horns.
Kenisha Wednesday April 10th, 2002 1:22:30 AM
"Brahmah, your bravery does you credit, but please take a breather. I know, I've almost fallen down this day as well." Kenisha tells the bleeding minotaur.
To all of the remaining Taurs she says, "I'm heading in after the others. We still don't know of Zeoll's fate. Once you've dealt with this one, make sure no more are going to sneak up on us, okay?""
With that she will follow Flat-top and Kale (and hopefully making it up to the second floor).
Kale d20+2=19 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 9:36:39 AM
"I think that there might be some stairs down this hallway." Kale says to Flat-Top "I think I saw some through that window."(made int check of 19) then Kale moves down the hallway as far as he can go.
DM Carl: Dark Embrace d6=6 d100=75 d20+3=10 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 12:50:51 PM
Leets, Brahmah and Ceira team up on the dazed dwarf and she goes down under the torrent of blows. She is out cold, but not dead yet (Ceira you got a flanking bonus, so you hit, which was the difference between the dwarf staying upright or falling). With an almighty metallic clang, the gates behind you fly open, and Brother Jandar stands before you, a heavily cloaked messenger by his side. Concern is writ large on the Gold Dragon's face.
Flat Top moves to one side, allowing Kale and Kenisha inside the building. From upstairs you hear the sounds of battle as you approach the staircase.
Kalon races along the balcony towards the conflict, but cannot engage this round. Roarr just manages to shake off the wizard's spell, but is sufficiently shaken to fail in his retaliatory attacks. As the Half Orc (R2) adjusts his grip on his mace the wizard (W2) darts in, chanting words of eldritch power, and he attempts to strike with a glowing blue hand. (Chill Touch). The minotaur is easily able to dodge the arcane attack, but Roarr is also unable to connect (AoO)as the dark garbed caster skips back out of range again. "All those who oppose the will of the Dark Lord will fall against his Power!" shrieks the spellcaster, a maniacal gleam in his eyes. "None can stand against us!"
Zeoll, unaided, continues to slip deeper into death's dark embrace (-9HP).
Leets Wednesday April 10th, 2002 2:28:31 PM
Leets gets a look at the fallen dwarf, and nods at Ceira and Brahmah to thank them.
« She is tougher than I thought. This city hides even more surprises than it seems...We should keep this one alive, to make her talk about her boss later... »
He then considers Brahmah's call, and reacts just when Jandar appears. His legs bring him in the direction Brahmah pointed out (to Zeoll...)while his eyes remain locked on the Gold Dragon...
« What's happening over there ! Zeoll ! What happened to Zeoll ! »
If he manages to reach Zeoll this turn, Leets will fall his knees by his side, and prepares his healer's kit.
Brahmah Wednesday April 10th, 2002 5:57:01 PM
Speaking in Tauric, not able at this point to come up with any Common words; "I haven't seen Zeoll since we entered here! He went off about a minute ago."
Brahmah sees the gate open and instinctually positions himself between Ceira, Leets and the secret door and Jandar (whoever he is). Knowing Ludlow was a traitor, he's not taking any chances this time. "Oh look, more fun!" Still speaking in Tauric.
Readying for yet another onslaught, Brahmah will attack the messengers if they are indeed hostile. He also says in Tauric; to Ceira and Leets to enter and hide in the secret passage.
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday April 10th, 2002 7:06:12 PM
Kalon moves in close to see Zeoll lying amid a growing pool of his blood his last bloody breath seemingly departing. Without hesitating he leaves Raorr to deal with the two foes while he dives and rolls over to Zeoll. Past his startled foes he tries to stabilize Zeoll.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday April 10th, 2002 9:17:32 PM
Ceira walks up behind Leets and whispers, "Psst. Can you try to detect evil in the direction of Jandar."
Turning to Jandar Ceira points accusedly and yells, "JANDAR!!! What is the meaning of this!?!? This was a trap but we do not go down so easily. Please tell me you're not involved in this. We have enough of a burden on our shoulders with our current quest. I do not wish to quarrel with the Gold Dragons. Were all those epic stories all made up or are you as noble as people say you are?"
Kenisha d20+3=13 d4+1=4 d4+1=4 Thursday April 11th, 2002 12:19:09 AM
Kenisha makes her way as best she can up the stairs and as fast as she can. (ooc- Didn't know if a check is necessary or not. If there is one needed I trust you Carl to roll it for me.)
Once at the top she will take stock of what is happening. (Spot check= 13) If she sees Zeoll down and Kalon trying to get to him, she will cast a Magic Missile spell at R2. If not she will cast the spell at W2. In either case the spell does a total of 8 HPs of damage)
If she sees Zeoll's condition, she will shout at the top of her lungs, "Leets! We need you up here now!"
Flat-top d20=15 Thursday April 11th, 2002 9:13:36 AM
Flat-top Moves behind right behind Kenisha and Kale. Weapon in hand ready for any thing. looking for any kind of trouble and for Zeoll. "Kenisha!" Yells Flat-top,"I have a potion of cure Serious wounds in my back pack. I'll give it to you the minute we get to Zeoll."
OOC: I roled for serch 15, (I hope)
Kale Thursday April 11th, 2002 9:24:38 AM
knowing he cant move as fast as Kenisha and Flat-Top, Kale moves out of the way for them to pass, then follows them up the stairs
Zeoll (and Gannet) d100=14 Thursday April 11th, 2002 9:31:48 AM
::expires::
Gannet squawks a mournful cry from the rafters and flies away.
Raorr d20+9=27 d20+4=14 2d6(4+5)+7=16 d8+3=9 Thursday April 11th, 2002 10:41:40 AM
Raorr feels surrounded and like any Surrounded being he lashes out towards his attackers with fearlessness in his eyes. Seeing Kalon dealing with the wizard Raorr turns to the Half ORc and swings a mighty blow with his Greatsword upon him and attempts to follow through with a horn gore. "You killed Zeoll, orc, now I will finish you off" He roars.
DM Carl: What Price Victory? Thursday April 11th, 2002 11:20:00 AM
As Leets races off to find Zeoll, Ceira and Brahmah challenge the newly arrived Brother Jandar.
Jandar smiles gently at the bravery of these Taur. It is quite evident from just looking at the air of power around this man that he could destroy all of the Chosen without breaking a sweat. But instead of being affronted he looks apologetic. "My good friends, please, lower your weapons. You have nothing to fear from any of the Gold Dragons. I am only glad to find you alive and well." It is then that he notices Ludlow's gutted body on the ground ahead of him.
Taking stock of the scene of devastation and the grievous injuries evident, he continues, obviously feeling an explanation is neccessary;
"After you left I sent a messenger to locate Valdor with your message. It seems he was found much faster than I had anticipated, and the messenger was returned to me with the express command that I escort you personally to the High Priest. As I prepared to leave, another acolyte, sent from the High Priest, arrived at my door, asking if I knew where our friend Ludlow had got to. It seems he was expected at the temple some time ago. At once I suspected something was wrong, and called upon the wisdom of my God to guide me to you. Though it seems you have given a good account of yourselves. How fare your companions?"
Inside, Kenisha arrives at the top of the stairs and unleashes a Magic Missile at the Wizard (W2). It catches him full in the back and sends him sprawling to the ground, out cold.
Kalon, ignoring all risk to personal safety, dives through the enemy attacks and lands at Zeoll's side. Desperately attempting to staunch the flow of blood he hardly notices as Neega dies shrieking under Roarr's devastating attack. Using every ounce of speed and skill he can muster Kalon works feverishly to save the dying Wemic's life. Alas his bravery and frantic first aid work are all to no avail. The Wemic is too far-gone, his wounds too severe to be treated. Zeoll takes one shuddering, final breath...
...and then breathes no more.
Leets d20+6=21 Thursday April 11th, 2002 1:12:28 PM
As soon as Leets arrives by Zeoll's side, he drops his shield on the floor , and pulls up the cork of a phial with his teeth while unfolding a bandage.
"Mother, if you llok at me now, please lead my hands and help Zeoll stay still for a while, please!"
He does his best to heal his lethaly wounded wemic friend, and even spends the last remains of holy energy that he still has during the process, however, he doesn't know if it could be sufficient since Zeoll looks so bad.
Leets does all he can during a couple of seconds that look like eternity to him. Once he has done all he could, his hand drenched with blood, he looks at his friend lying, trying to see if htere still be hope for him...
Kalon the Wemic d20+3=22 Thursday April 11th, 2002 10:45:51 PM
Kalon sees the last shuddering breath of Zeoll,"Oh no you don't you're still needed." he bends down and pushes a deep breath into Zeoll's mouth. Using all the strength in his breath to try to get Zeoll to cling in there.
Brahmah Thursday April 11th, 2002 10:54:36 PM
Brahmah stands his ground in front of Jandar, with blood dripping from the nasty axe wounds, the arrow still pretruding from his chest and the singed hair from the Flaming Sphere. He looks rather pathetic and tired, but unshaken by Jandars words and keeping his Falchions out. He's not about to be dooped by another human traitor. Not knowing the fate that has befallen Zeoll, Brahmah takes a mental head count of the Chosen he saw in the fray, counts 7.
OOC: -34 of 35 hit points, Readying for a possible attack. He will refuse healing from anyone who is NOT Chosen and will resist those who are not until otherwise convinced they are friends.
Kenisha d20+3=22 Friday April 12th, 2002 12:04:26 AM
Kenisha advances and with a sad heart, assesses Zeoll's condition. (ooc- Heal Check of 22 to identify his state as dead).
Seeing that he is dead she start to keen loudly and wordlessly; large tears falling from her face.
Flat-top Friday April 12th, 2002 9:12:29 AM
Flat-top following Kenisha, see that the bird screeches and flies away. Stops and look to where Zeoll's crumple body lies. Flat-top heart grows heavy and in silent prayer 'May the gods receive you with open arms'. With a heavy heart Flat-top turns and retraces his hoof steps, because of Brahmah wounds, "Now I'll give this potion of serious wounds to Chosen Brahmah".
Kale Friday April 12th, 2002 9:46:36 AM
seeing Zeoll lying on the ground, Kale pulls his hood back over his head, hiding his face so his emotions cant be seen. a moment later he pulls out his dagger and makes a small cut on his finger. then he presses his finger into one of Zeoll's cuts for about a minuet, then he removes his hand, saying, "We have exchanged blood. I travel with you, and you travel with me. Good journey, my friend." then he stand back up and wipes at his face, though no one can see what he's wiping
Ceira Karwyn Friday April 12th, 2002 10:23:34 AM
"Your reasoning seems plausible Jandar." Ceira replies. "However, you must forgive me if I do not feel convinced. This is only my second contact with humans and in both cases, we ended up shedding blood. You can say that I've had a bad first impression. You ARE one of the Gold Dragons so perhaps it is wrong for me to pre-judge you but let's be frank here. I still barely know you and the Gold Dragons. I will have my eye on you Sir Jan--" Ceira cocks her head up towards the balcony as she hears Kenisha's keening. A look of concern crosses her face. Without saying anything more, she rudely dashes off into the direction where Kale, Flat-top, and Kenisha went.
When she reaches the top stairs, Ceira looks to where her friends are gathered around. Although she is used to seeing the bloody aftermath of battles, she can't help but have a gut wrenching feeling that all is not right. As she meanders closer, she gasps in horror to see a limp wemic sprawled out across the floor. "ZEOLL!!!!!!!" yells Ceira in a mournful cry. She runs next to his body and begins shaking it vigorously in the hopes of waking him up--refusing to believe his spirit has passed on.
DM Carl: The Cleansing of the Heartstone Friday April 12th, 2002 11:04:24 AM
Despite all your best efforts there is nothing to be done, it is simply too late. Zeoll is dead. (Save your Hero Point, Kalon!)
With heavy hearts, some openly weeping, some less openly, the Taurs carry their fallen comrade back down into the courtyard. Zeoll is placed upon the Heartstone Arc, as his companions gather round and silently express their grief. Jandar bows his head, and says nothing for a time.
After a suitable pause he speaks gently.
"Chosen of Domi, you have my deepest sympathy for your loss. I understand your anger and suspicion towards me. Your experiences with humans would seem to have been wholly negative thus far. And I cannot but feel I share some of the blame. If only I had stayed with you... still, I cannot believe that Ludlow was a traitor. I saw no duplicity in him, just a kind and slightly nervous soul. How could this have transpired?"
It takes very little time to get the wounded female dwarf conscious and talking. She is little more than a hireling, but she knows enough for you to piece together the puzzle. It seems there was an informant on your ship the Merry Mermaid, working for followers of the Dark Lord, who communicated details of your mission to his masters.
They were able to intercept Ludlow this morning, and it had been a simple matter for the mage Delacourt to Charm the gullible young man into believing that plans had been changed, and that the High Priest was to hold a surprise party in honour of his guests at the Green Tortoise Club (The cheery cry of "Surprise!" and look of astonishment on the dying man's face suddenly begin to make terrible sense). The only flaw in the plan was to underestimate the ferocity and cunning of the Chosen of Domi.
Jandar is saddened deeply by what has transpired, and offers to do his best to help. First he casts Heal, curing all damage sustained by the Chosen (for everyone who accepts his offer). Then he suggests they make all haste to the Temple of Light, and their rendezvous with the High Priest.
The High Priest is quickly filled in on recent events, and offers his condolences. "All may not be lost, Chosen Ones." He says. "Death is not necessarily the end... but we can discuss that later. The matter at hand is the cleansing of the Heartstone. Please, follow me."
The High Priest leads you to the High Altar, and bids you place the Heartstone there. He arranges the eight Chosen and himself around the stone in a circle, and asks you all to touch the stone and pray, in whatever manner you please, and to whatever Gods or powers you wish. Then he begins to chant, softly at first. A warm, subtle glow surrounds first him, then the Chosen, then the Heart itself. As his chanting grows louder you realise you are not alone; a choir of clerics now join with the chant, which slowly transforms into a strident hymn of joy and power.
Louder and louder the voices soar, as the Heartstone begins to glow with ever-greater radiance. The brightness and the song reach a crescendo, and then all is silent once more.
"It is done" says the High Priest, turning to you with a smile. "The Unholy taint left by the touch of Marteaus is lifted."
But the Heart, though noticeably lighter in both weight and appearance than before, remains dead and cold and stone.
Flat-top Friday April 12th, 2002 1:46:19 PM
Flat-top and some of the others brings the body of Zeoll down and they put it on the Arc. Flat listens to Jandar story about the events, witch made sense to him the sailors were acting strangely, then again sailors always act strangely. Flat-top will let himself be healed by this Brother Jandar, with no expression on his face.
When time arrives and all are ready, Flat-top will take his place at the Long rods of the Heartstone Arc and carry it to the High Priest in the Temple of Light. With the ceremony of singing and prayers over. Flat-top witnesses the heart change color, then settles to the same gray color. But He is satisfied that the curse is off.
Flat -top leans over to Kenisha and whispers, "Ask the High Priest how much to raise Zeoll?" He pauses then ask, "Please."
Brahmah Saturday April 13th, 2002 1:44:15 AM
After finding out about Zeoll, Brahmah gets noticably upset and kneels beside the body of his fellow Chosen. He doesn't cry, though at first it looks like he might, his face grows solemn then angry. The minotaur begins to beat his fists against the floor until his knuckles bleed. He watches Kales display, knods to him, he dabs his finger on a bloody knuckle, the huge minotaur offers up a bloody finger to Kale.
"Zeoll, Kale and Brahmah will travel together. We are all brethren! We are Chosen."
Brahmah is convinced after about a minute of Jandars speech that he's no traitor. "Jandar, of the Gold Dragons!" the minotaur shouts as he approaches the famous cleric. "I'm the one who killed this Ludlow traitor, and I will take the punishment. None of the other Chosen were involved with his death directly! It's in my right to offer my service of reparations!" The minotaur sailor kneels on one knee in front of the cleric, and places his Falchion in front of the Gold Dragon.
Jandar (DM Carl) Saturday April 13th, 2002 7:25:09 AM
The mighty cleric smiles down sadly at Brahmah. "Please, my friend, rise. Ludlow was killed in the heat of battle, and as a result of the machinations of the Dark Lord's followers. Though you may have struck the blow it is they who ultimately will have to answer for this crime."
He thinks for a moment, then continues "But I can see you are a proud and noble warrior, and feel that an injustice has been done. You feel there is a debt to be repayed. Very well, I have a service to ask of you.
I hereby command that you do everything in your power to restore the Heart. I do further command that you follow the path of the Chosen of Domi, and do your utmost in the Battles against the forces of the Dark Lord that are to come. Do this and you are released of your debt of servitude."
Adopting a slightly less formal tone and posture he asks Brahmah quietly "Is this acceptable to you?"
Kale Saturday April 13th, 2002 9:11:51 AM
after the ceremony and seeing that the heart still doenst beat Kale says "We traveled all this way and lost a friend, but it seems that we've failed." then he hangs his head down and moves away from the group
Leets d20+3=20 Saturday April 13th, 2002 12:46:49 PM
Leets stands up slowly, staggering slightly. Heavy teardrops are running along his cheeks, already stained by Zeoll's blood. However, the young paladin remains quiet and picks up his shield on the ground.
Suddenly, he throws it loudly on the wall, with a deep shout of sorrow. During a couple of seconds, he punches the wall with his clenched fists, his forehead against the wall. He finally turns in the direction of the others, and wipes his tears with his hand.
"Is it what our path will be made of? To see our gods and friends die helpless and then spend our lives trying to mend things?"
"Oh Domi-sparkle-in-all-gods didn't your children suffer enough? Will they have to shed your blood now flowing in their veins to make this heart beat again?"
"Oh please give me strength and courage to protect your servants, or let me die doing it, but don't allow them to fall before me performing such an holy quest..."
With those last words, Leets throws the blanket he had in his backpack on Zeoll's body, and also unsheathes his Pan's pipe.
"We will miss your voice my friend, but we will remember the songs..."
The young centaur then begins to blow in the pipe, playing a sad air Zeoll once sang.
Raorr stares at Leets, then 'mourns' Sunday April 14th, 2002 10:41:43 PM
"Are you going to make it, Centaur?" he says bluntly. "Or are you planning on joining the 'Holy Order of Imod's Wrath'." A small smile crosses the minotaurs face.
As cold as it may seem to others Raorr looks to Zeoll's fallen body and shakes his head. "Zeoll, I applaud your courage but, you should have left the charging ahead to those who were Chosen for that." He bends over Zeoll's still form and says "I think it's the ring, he's been acting real weird since he got it. My guess is it's cursed" He stands up and shakes his head. "Damn Sorcery, it seems so useful to many but in the end it's what will get you killed. Zeoll would still be with us if not for the ring." He nods his head and rubs his chin "I suggest we should have it destroyed, this way none of us get tainted from the curse."
Raorr begins to walk away, and returns to the bodies of the fallen foes, begining to search for his spoils of war. His first stop is of course to grab his faithful Glaive.
Kenisha Monday April 15th, 2002 12:07:57 AM
Kenisha nods to Flat-top but before she can bring up the subject, she listens to the others.
To Kale she says, "The Cleansing was just the first part, dear friend. Now we have to try and infuse some spirit into it."
After Raorr walks off she turns to the High Priest. "Good sir, thank you for helping us on our Quest. Now I have another request of you. If it is at all possible, we would like to try and raise our dear companion, Zeoll, from the dead. Is it possible? And what will be requires to do so?"
Ceira Karwyn Monday April 15th, 2002 1:04:34 AM
While mourning Zeoll's heroic efforts, Ceira remains silent and keeps to herself. But out of respect for Jandar, she walks up to him and says is a hoarse voice. "I am truly sorry about what I said."
After the High Priest is done with his business, Ceira walks up to him and bows low in reverence and also in thanks for his efforts. "Thank you."
Out of curiosity, Ceira walks up to Zeoll's still body and lightly touches his cheek to get a blood stain on her finger. She then walks over to the cleansed Heart of Domi and touches it.
Kalon the Wemic Monday April 15th, 2002 10:51:28 AM
Sitting quietly staring at the body he sighs softly to himself.
"I was to slow and not skilled enough to save him" he thinks to himself, "If my skills had been better he would still be alive"
Then moving his hand to over Zeoll's heart,"I do not know how this noble and brave heart could have fallen. I do not know how your death serves the world and the future but your strength and courage should serve as a beacon to us all."
Standing up he moves away from the group to think about the battle and to mourn the passing of Zeoll. After a number of minutes of reviewing the battle i his mind he approaches Kenisha. Asking her to step aside with him he looks at her a look of hesitation in his eyes,"You know I love you with all my heart and that I voted for you to be leader..." he pauses then continues," I feel though that I must mention this to you. All of us had our own parts in Zeoll's death me, you even Zeoll himself. You are a fine leader and I will continue to follow you onto death. However during battle you don't direct the battle to any concerted effort. I will once again state that we need a battle leader. In the last battle people moved about in all directions and Zeoll chose the path that lead to his death. Because as logical as his action was to get up amongst them and thus draw them back from us. He died because he had no back-up. So either you must take more control during a battle or we need a battle leader."
He looks at her the light of love and respect obviously in his eyes, "Certainly I stayed with you to protect you from harm, perhaps to long but I also was waiting for you to give some sort of direction to us. If we are to be a group we must work together particularly in battle. I know Raorr has said that you need to direct as well and I think he has a point" he reaches out and takes her hand,"You have my respect always and I only say this because I really feel it is necessary to bring it to your attention."
The Labyrinth of Imod
DM Carl: Things Move Apace Monday April 15th, 2002 5:42:12 PM
After some discussion Jandar approaches the group, and in hushed tones explains that he can make an attempt to bring Zeoll back. He will require 500 GP for the material elements of the spell, which the Chosen gladly provide.
The High Priest orders his acolytes to take the body into the atrium, and Jandar addresses you all before he follows. "My friends, I am sorry your time here has been tainted by tragedy. If it is within my power I will return your friend to you, though it may take some time. Either way, Zeoll will have to follow on after you. I must go to prepare, so until we meet again, may Alemi's blessings go with you." He bows, and leaves the altar room.
What happens next is something of a blur. Lost in contemplation of your loss and the bustle of clerical preparations you barely register as you are escorted out of the Temple of Light to the ruins of Domi's temple once more. There is a vague recollection if a crumbling stone archway amidst the ruins, of a hymn sung by the acolytes, some words of farewell and then...
And then you are standing in a clearing that at least some of you recognize as the copse near the Surefoot Family Vineyards on Centaur Island. Immediately behind you stands the vine-entwined gateway you saw once, (it seems so long ago now), though there seems nothing special about it now. Try as you might you can find no way to get back through it to Plateau City.
It takes very little time to commandeer a fishing vessel back to Bridge Isle. When you arrive in the Commons of Hearthold Keep the sun is setting over the distant horizon. Standing facing the windows, silhouetted by the spectacular sunset that bathes the room in vibrant orange light, stands the mighty form of Tarsus, first of the Taurs. Without turning he speaks in a rumbling, powerful voice.
"So, the taint of Marteaus is lifted. The Heartstone is pure once more, and the first quest is complete. I congratulate you, and grieve for your loss. He turns, and his great craggy face shows all to plainly the grief he feels. "I fear many more may fall before it is over. Let us pray the prize is worth the price."
Tarsus gathers himself almost at once, and drawing himself up to his full height he proclaims, "To restore the Heart it must be placed on the altars of each of the three Temples of Domi on the Taur islands that were destroyed when the Great God died. You must then spend one night in prayer and supplication at each of the three temples. But be warned. All is not well amongst the Taur races, and you may well find that your task is not as simple as it may appear. For there are ancient divisions which separate my children, and steps must be taken to begin to heal those ancient wounds, if the Heart is to beat again."
"First you must visit the Sanctuary of the Soul on Minotaur Isle. I would advise you to proceed as quickly as you are able. Time is of the essence, and if possible you should try to arrive tonight. I will tell you one more thing that may aid you in your quest, and one thing only; remember the Rite of Blood."
And with that cryptic comment Tarsus sits, turns to the dying embers of the setting sun once again, and speaks no more.
Ceira Karwyn Monday April 15th, 2002 11:50:30 PM
"We should all hit the road and talk about combat leadership while we walk." Ceira stretches her arms as she prepares to take her turn in carrying the Ark. "Suppose we decide to go through with the selection of a battle leader. How do you suppose we choose? Open votes or some kind of secret ballot? I guess this is the kind of decision that Kenisha must decide upon."
Kenisha Monday April 15th, 2002 11:58:09 PM
"You're right, Kalon. We do need a someone well versed in unit combat to lead us in battles." Kenisha says loud enough for all the hear.
"Lets get going Taurs." Kenisha says after Tarsus' speach. On the way to Minotaur Isle, Kenisha asks, "What exactly is the Rite of Blood?"
Brahmah Tuesday April 16th, 2002 2:59:13 AM
Brahmah bows to Jandar and says, "I'll honor your command."
The massive minotaur bids a quick farewell to his fallen friend. Back to the Isles we go.
Flat-top Tuesday April 16th, 2002 3:33:03 AM
After a bath and a good meal, Flat-top gets ready again this time he bring his bow. He assembles with the others and has over heard Kenisha and Ceira talking. "Kenisha, I would like to tell you that you did fine as a leader. If everybody stops and look back they will see that what happen was also Zeoll fault. He did not wait for back up and went alone into the unknown and paid the price for it.
Now as you know Centaurs cannot climb. So Leets and I had to protect you girls for your magic. Kale had to open that door. when the door open. Brahmah went in and was in a fight with two of the three dwarfs. Raorr went up to the ledge, on a rope and Leets back and he was the only back up Zeoll had. But Raorr went up there as fast as he could.
So you see, it was nobodies fault, Kenisha. We were in a well planed trap. Out of the nine of us, we only loss one. They were going for the Magic first, That's you girls. then they were to go after the Minotaurs, then last the Centaurs. But never counted on the Wemics being so able to jump that high. You did well, Yes! very well."
Brahmah Tuesday April 16th, 2002 5:40:31 AM
Brahmah knods his head in agreement with Flat-top. "You did well. We need no battle leader."
"I've ben thinkin'. Maybe Zeoll was spose to die and go to Domi. Domi may need him now to strengthn his army for battle! Yes, he needed Zeoll. That's what I say." The Tauran sailor looks worried. "Maybe it's not right ta take that honor from Zeoll!? I'm not greedy, but I give nooo money to rise him from the dead." He looks real stern when he says this, with resolve.
OOC:I do want Zeoll back. :)
Leets d20+4=14 Tuesday April 16th, 2002 7:21:18 AM
When time for departure comes, Leets picks his shield, and wipes the dust on it with his sleeve. He also picks his rope on the ground, and unties the bad knots he did with it, thoughtful...During the journey, he remains silent and taciturn, often whispering prayers and preparing his weapons, sometimes blowing in his Pan's pipe.
One evening, the young centaur paladin comes to see Raorr and asks : « What is this Holy Order of Imod's Wrath you were talking of ?"
Once at the Hearthold Keep, he will ask for a bow and arrows, and train for while with it to see if he didn't forget what Astachos taught him. When he is told of the Rite of Blood, a spark of interest lights on in his eyes (rolled 14).
"I know nothing about this Rite of Blood...Although the name recalls me of something but...No...I'm wrong..."
Kale Tuesday April 16th, 2002 9:06:03 AM
"We shouldnt split leadership. Either Kenisha leads us in everything or we choose a new leader." Kale says "If we vote, I vote for Kenisha." then, as an afterthought, "I remember something about a blood rite, but its eluding me at the moment."
DM Carl: Into the Lion's Den Tuesday April 16th, 2002 10:34:46 AM
Night has fallen by the time the Chosen, still using their commandeered fishing vessel, draw close to the port of Fort Stag on Minotaur Isle. All along the docks torches are blazing, reflecting off the inky black ocean. As you pull up to land you are somewhat surprised to find that numerous boats and ships line the quayside. Even at this late hour the quayside is bustling with activity, as Minotaurs busily load and prepare this sizeable flotilla.
As you set foot on dry land a cry goes up from one of the Minotaurs, swiftly joined by many of his companions. "Hey! Centaurs! There are Centaurs here!" A crowd swiftly gathers around you, and its mood seems ugly.
Only by announcing that you are the Chosen of Domi, and that you come bearing the fabled once-sundered Heartstone, are you able to pass through safely. Minotaurs have always been antagonistic towards Centaurs, but the mood of that crowd had the air of a lynch mob... or worse.
And you notice with unease that even when you announced you were the Chosen, the reaction was not entirely positive. Awe from some, certainly, but fear, anger and suspicion from many others.
"They are cursed!" "Raakis says they defile the sacred Word of Imod with their lies!" "It is unnatural, Minotaurs mixing with those Centaurs!" "That lump of stone is not the Sacred Heart of Imod! They are mad!" "Poppa, will they really eat me if I'm naughty?"
You press on, the task at hand more important than picking a fight with a bloodthirsty mob.
It takes very little time to reach the site of the once-majestic Sanctuary of the Soul, greatest of the Minotaur Isle Temples to Imod. Before your God's death it had stood 200 ft square, 5 stories high, built of imperishable ironstone. Intricately carved with scenes of battle from the early history of the Centaur Wars, it was utterly destroyed when Domi died, reduced to little more than rubble.
But as you approach you see that a great deal of work has been carried out since that destruction. Some way in the distance you spy a new stone edifice under construction, twelve great pillars visible in the light cast from the four huge braziers that surround it. But your view is obscured by an enormous maze of tangled briars and brambles that surrounds the new structure, visible only by the pale moonlight. This vast labyrinth must surely have been grown with magical aid, for it would have taken years, even decades to grow naturally.
As you approach the torch lit entrance to the labyrinth four heavily armoured guards step forward, spears pointed at you, bastard swords at their sides. The torchlight flickers over their armour, showing them to be adorned with the crossed swords of Imod. The sound of many weapons being drawn, and the creaking of a score of bow strings comes at you from the shadows that surround you, and you get the impression that you are heavily outnumbered, though you can see none but these four.
The leader, a grey faced Minotaur of particular height and strength addresses you. "Halt! Who dares brings hated Centaurs to foul the scared Labyrinth of Imod? State your business here, and be quick about it!"
Kenisha Tuesday April 16th, 2002 11:18:40 AM
"We are the Chosen Of Imod." Kenisha states firmly and with an even voice. "And we are here to pray at the Temple for the good of all Taurs."
Flat-top d20+3=17 d20+1=20 Tuesday April 16th, 2002 3:53:02 PM
Flat-top carries the Arc from the back, Flat-top is silent and will stay that way unless spoken to direcly. The bearers carry the Arc until Kenisha stops and speaks to the grey face Minotaur. The way he is barking to our leader make Flat-top blood boil, but will hold his temper and look down and around.
OCC: to listen - 17 - Spot - 20.
Raorr Tuesday April 16th, 2002 7:31:26 PM
As Leets asks about the Holy Order of Imod's Wrath the barbarian starts to chuckle. "I almost thought you centaurs knew humour when you heard it." He begins "It was meant partly as a joke, since you almost reminded me of a berserker when you called to Domi upon looking at Zeoll's corpse." Raorr waits a moment to allow Leets to soak in the 'joke'
In a more serious tone he continues "Personally I count myself not warrior of our times but a warrior of the old ways, before human's influenced our ways. My visions of the past are vivid and full of combat, none of this organized combat that we praticed now. I follow the old ways of individual power where one strong taur leads not by words but actions. The military today is a farce, loyalty is easily purchased and the leaders care not for their people but whether the campiagn will result in victory or not. the soldiers who fight now no longer have names their only ranks, and numbers to those in command."
The minotaur opens his sadlebags and gets some Wine and drinks. "Many call me barbaric, but the rage I have is under my control. The voice those from the old ways aids me and encourages me in battle."
The Minotuar offers the wine to Leets after taking another sip "To be honest I'd much rather listen to those voices than those of any in the group, those voices have been with me since childhood. They have kept me alive all these years. I've been with this group for only a year, in that year Imod, bless him, has been 'slain' to our people. If that is true then the voices would be gone as they are divine in nature I'm sure of this, as much as I'm sure you believe that Domi granted you your divine power." Raorr pauses and frowns slightly "Of course, I can not explain your loss or Zeoll's any better than that Domi is dead, ironic I think. Why spare me and grant me power while taking it from others."
"Do not take offense Leets, but I believe in my path, and if Zeoll's death is a sign, I suggest you begin to listen to the voices in your head. The one's you've ignored or suppressed for so long. I've embraced the voices and Imod has blessed me for that, If you do the same Imod may also bless you, your powers will return whether the Heart beats or not. The Heart, as important and symbolic as it may seem, is just that another symbol a physical object, that people will continue to fight over and try to destroy. Imod only needs to live on in our souls. Imod lived when the Heart was sundered, Imod lived when the heart was joined. Do you truly think that Imod would be so easily 'defeated'? I think not, my four legged friend." Raorr sips again.
"Imod is testing our resolve, and punishes those who fail. Zeoll's dead, so I believe in my heart that Imod found him lacking in some area, or perhaps Zeoll's voice, as sweet as the words that sprung from his tongue was, is needed in the Holy Choir of the Great Warriors of the Imod. I, under my own humble ponderings, have called those voices the Holy Order of Imod's Wrath, as those who serve them in life are empowered by those who have fallen. And once you die your soul joins the chorus, a great fate for any brave soul."
Realizing now that the sack of wine is empty Raorr looks to Leets and smiles "Does taht answer your question?"
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Noting the mob Raorr smiles and thinks about the priest, Rite of Blood. A challenge will need to be issued I bet. Too bad Kenisha will be the one who has to issue it, he think to himself.
The minotaur stands attentively, looking around and then decides to lean to Kenisha and say "I would presume this is Raakis, of the our Religious Order. I would suggest you either begin to think like a minotaur, or be ready for this mob to lynch the group."
Brahmah Tuesday April 16th, 2002 10:48:14 PM
Brahmah sits with Roarr and Leets, sharpening his Falchions and Scimitar, occassionally knicking his fingers with the blade. Quiet and occasionally shaking his head in agreement with most of what Roarr says. When Roarr speeks of the Holy Choir, Brahmah finally speaks, "That would be a great Honor for Zeoll! I don't think it'd be r'ght to take away that Honor from Zeoll." Then he checks the points on each of his horns, he takes a whetstone to one that is dull.
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When walking through the mob in the streets, Brahmah gets very angry and situates himself between the Chosen and the mob.
"We are Chosen. We consider ourselves TAURS!"
Looking into the crowd, he smiles at the little children with their parents. There is a glint of hope in his eyes for them.
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When arriving at the Temple, Brahmah doen't say a word. He leaves that to Kenisha. When the leader says 'foul Centaurs', Brahmah puffs up and looks like he's going to say something to the guard, then thinks better of it. He grits his teeth and mumbles something inaudible.
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday April 17th, 2002 12:06:48 AM
Ceira lets out a gutteral growl but refrains from doing anything further lest she become another victim of these minotaurs. She awaits the minotaur's response to Kenisha's declaration.
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday April 17th, 2002 12:36:59 AM
Kalon moves beside Kenisha prepared to protect her from harm.
Leets Wednesday April 17th, 2002 2:48:12 AM
Although he is used not to drink vine otherwise than for ceremonial use, Leets accepts Raorr's drink and talking. He listens carefuly, and nods from time to time.
"I'm sorry Raorr, I didn't mean to be agressive toward you...I owe you much, especially after this last battle....It's just that...You see, my holy powers were given back to me through worshiping of Domi's aspects in all others gods...However, It's not really the same. You see...Adoptive parents may be kind, but it's never the same... Since Domi's death, I know there is a strange feeling growing in the darkest shadows of my soul...Maybe it is those voices you are talking of, maybe it's not, but they are there. Now, I think you also answered your own question trying to explain me this: maybe your voices are not coming from Domi, but simply the chorus of fallen warriors whispering to your ear. What do you think?"
"Now, you know, you've always had those voices to lead you. As for myself, I have always found answers in prayer, even at the most dramatic moments of my life...Maybe I haven't been listening enough to my own voices after all..."
Leets will talk with Raorr as long as needed, but once they have finished, he will end the night in prayer, as well as much time of the day.
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Once on Minotaur Island, Leets knows that even if they come in peace, he must show that he is also a warrior to be respected by this fierce and proud people.
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When finally arriving at the temple, Leets will stand by Kenisha's side, and let her talk. However, he feels the stress both among the Chosens and the Minotaurs, and will remain ready for battle, glancing at Flat-Top...
Kale d20+5=22 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 9:39:00 AM
having been silent for most of the journey, Kale waits to see what the guards have to say. while waiting , Kale tries to identify the leader of the guards(spot of 22)
DM Carl: Minotaur Diplomacy d20+2=20 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 10:42:23 AM
Kenisha's words seem to take the burly soldier by surprise, as if he were expected another to speak. "The Chosen?" he asks, suddenly uncertain.
Roarr's words snap him out of his momentary confusion. "No, I am not Raakis!" he barks at the Minotaur. "I am Karnak, captain of the Hand of Imod! But if you seek to enter the Temple, then it is clearly Raakis that you seek."
Amazingly Kale, peering closely at the aggressive captain, does recognize him. He has seen the Taur before, leading a squad of the Hand of Imod through Fort Stag, though he was not a captain back then. Remarkable the details that stick in your mind. (OOC: Int check of 20, in addition to your Spot check.)
Karnak addresses his next comment to the three minotaurs only. "Very well, you three follow me. The rest of your...companions must stay here, under guard." He casts a nasty glance at the centaurs, and to a lesser extent at the wemics. "The Sacred Labyrinth shall not be sullied by their presence, Chosen or no!" and he turns to lead Roarr, Kale and Brahmah into the maze of briars.
Flat Top, staring into the shadows around them, spies the glint of torchlight reflecting off a great many weapons and breastplates. He spies perhaps twenty or so figures surrounding them, some with blades, others with bows, but there may be a great many more lurking unseen in the shadows.
(OOC: Roarr, Kale may each make an Int check vs DC 20 to remember something of the mysterious Rite of Blood. Brahmah may make a Knowledge (Kaylebs) check vs DC 15. For the rest it's an Int check vs DC is 25, so unless anyone is about to get very smart very quickly, you're not going to make it!).
Flat-top d20=9 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 4:18:43 PM
Flat-top whispers to Keniva, 'We are being watch by a lot of archers and swordsmen hiding in the bushes. We better be very good Centaurs and Weimics. Ceira Stay close to me please, if anything happens I'll be able to cover you as long as possible.' Flat-top keep his head bowed and looking meek. But boiling inside.
OOC: didn't make my Int. check.
Brahmah d20=17 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 5:38:14 PM
When Brahmah looks at the Captain of the Hand of Imod, his eyes light up a bit. He glances at the non-minotaur Chosen, especially at Kenisha. "Do you wish me to go wit'em? I was commanded by Jandar to follow the Chosen." The huge minotaur seems real torn in his eyes and body language. Follow his childhood idol, the Captain of the Hand of Imod or stay with his Chosen as Honor and Jandar command.
OOC:Knowledge(Kaylebs) at 17. :) OOC:The only way Karnack could have gotten the position as Captain, is to complete the Kayleb of Initiation.
"This group shouldn't be SUNDERED. We are Chosen, wh're one goes the rest follow. I stay! It is my Honor Bound duty!" He almost looks surprised at his own words. He again glances at Kenisha for a comforting word from the leader of the Chosen.
Kenisha Wednesday April 17th, 2002 8:24:40 PM
Kenisha smiles warmly at Brahmah and says in Minotaur to all three of them, "Your desire to keep the unity of the Chosen is admirable, Brahmah, but to fufill our holy quest, it is obvious that we must speak with Raakis. If only Minotaurs may enter at this time, then it fall upon you three to plead our case before him. I have faith in all of you as my fellow taurs to do this. Stay or go with the captain as your hearts command you."
Ceira Karwyn Wednesday April 17th, 2002 10:30:11 PM
Ceira looks astonished at Brahmah's decision. "I am truly touched Brahmah. You've joined us not too long ago. Yet, your heart seems to have found it's place. Domi has chosen well to make you one of the newest members of 'The Chosen'. Not only in heart but also in battle."
To pass the time, Ceira slowly and gently reaches into her backpack and pulls out some dried rations to chew on.
Raorr Wednesday April 17th, 2002 10:47:53 PM
Raorr looks grimly at Karnak and looks around. "I am Raorr, Chosen of Imod, Champion of the Minotaur No-Holds Barred Championship of Lankmar, Slayer of Humans. For me these guards show me the respect you have for who I am. For that I am honored by your respect. As for my fellow tauric companions, I believe that you dishonor me, Captain, if you think I would walk away from them, while cowards lurk in shadows, with bows drawn taunt."
The minotaur looks towards the Labryinth, and then back to the ark. "I would suggest a comprimise Captain Karnak. You and I will enter the labryinth and beseech Raakis to join us here where his words will be heard by all our people. Here where once and for all He will acknowledge the truth of the the Sacred Heart." Raorr looks around the gathered crowd "I hear slander from many who choose to ignore the events of the Long-night. Have our people completely changed and become cowards, afraid that the truth may be painful to accept. I would be shamed to call myself Minotaur if that were the case. Our people are strong, better than anyone else. But our enemies now are no longer the villianized Centaurs nor the isolated Wemics. Our enemy is the Human who dared to challenge our God, and through his treacherous magics, made us forget who were are. We are the children of Imod, Minotaur, Centaur and Wemic. I have seen what our people were, and I have seen what we will become if we continue to fight amongst ourselves. WE will all ceast to be! No honorable death, no glorious battles, just nothingness. If we, the minotaurs, continue to ignore the world around us and remain bullheaded, we will lose ourselves, our past and our future."
The burly minotaur movs to the ark "Be not afraid of the Heart, It is whole as it was meant to be. Our stubborness sundered the Heart, this groups determination reunited it. And now we must bring the sacred heart to all our people's temples and shpw Imod we have learned from our mistakes of the past. What will people think of the minotaurs if we refuse, and both WEmics and Centaurs unite? What will happen when Imod finsihes his test of the Taurs and sees his most powerful children fail his test of faith? WE will be laughed upon, ridiculed while the other children are once again blessed by his presence." He then opens the lid to the ark so some of the crowd can see the Heart. "I have seen what lengths the False Human God will go to to stop us. He has tried to capsize our boat with monsters from the sea, but together we slew his monsters. His followers raise our fallen familys from their graves, to fight us. He shows no respect to our past. And most recently his people tried to lead us to our deaths in an ambush.Again his minions were killed. Not by Minotaurs, Centaurs or Wemics, but by Taurs, united as Imod originally planned. Together we are the ultimate race, we can finally show the world our power, our culture."
Raorr lowers the lid to the Ark and walks back to his position. "So Captain Karnak, will you join me in asking Raakis to join us here? Imod is watching, how will you fair in his plan?" The young minotaur motions to the labryinth.
Kalon the Wemic Thursday April 18th, 2002 12:17:33 AM
Kalon smiles at Raorr's words, "Well spoken Raorr you do honor to us all" he says and continues to stand by Kenisha, still vigilant.
Leets d20+3=19 Thursday April 18th, 2002 2:23:21 AM
Still on the defensive, Leets keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. He glances nervously at Kenisha for orders...He also tries to analyze Karnak's last words and gestures before he leaves to see if he isn't planning some trap...
DM Carl: Death to the Unbelievers! Thursday April 18th, 2002 12:23:15 PM
Leets and keeps a close eye on Karnak, trying to determine if the powerful minotaur is hiding something. But if there is duplicity at work here, Leets cannot tell. The captain seems merely to be following orders.
Roarr states his case strongly, and confusion passes over the Captain's face. It seems he is torn by what Roarr says, wanting to believe, and yet unable to. His dilemma is resolved as a harsh voice rings out from behind him.
"Sacrilege! Blasphemy! I had hoped such Minotaurs as yourselves might be persuaded to abandon this decadent indulgence, this criminal enterprise of Unity! You could have been my greatest generals in the Holy War to come! A scourge upon our ancient enemy, striking a mortal blow in the Holy name of Imod! But I see it can never be so."
The speaker steps out from the maze entrance. A powerful, striking figure, the High Priest of Imod, Raakis. His fur is greying, and he is perhaps a little past his prime, but this mighty cleric still has plenty of fight left in him.
"Are you so blind that you cannot see the Truth?" Raakis completely ignores all save the three Minotaurs. "Do you not realise that Mighty Imod is not dead? That his silence is simply punishment for our lack of faith? You have caused this, you and your kind who speak of Unity and cooperation. Pah! I spit on your cooperation! Is the great Imod a God of diplomacy? Of talking? Of PEACE?!? NEVER! He is a God of WAR, and He is punishing us for our weakness! That is why He destroyed His Temple! It had become corrupted in His eyes! That is why He slew the decadent Hesparus (OOC: The old High Priest of Imod), and his callow aides! That is why He turned the day to night! Only by rising against the ancient enemy, by invading and destroying the cursed occupants of Centaur Isle, can we regain our God's love! We must return to the old ways! Our God demands that His Chosen People fight, and fight we shall! Our armies prepare to invade even now!"
The armada that you passed on the quayside suddenly takes on a distinctly ominous connotation; Minotaur Isle, under the leadership of this blood-crazed High Priest, is preparing for all out Holy War with Centaur Isle, in the name of a dead God!
"But I waste my breath on such as you. You shall never understand. You will join your Centaur and Wemic companions in death! Guards! Disarm them and take them away to be culled! Such blasphemers deserve no honour in death!
From out of the shadows fully thirty heavily armed minotaurs step forward, swords pointed at you. Behind them a further fifteen bowmen move into the light, arrows at the ready.
Karnak, though plainly torn at having to carry these orders, is a minotaur of discipline, and he shouts, "Lay down your weapons! Remove your armour and surrender yourselves at once, or be killed where you stand!"
Brahmah, with his particular knowledge of the Kayleb ritual, has been puzzling over Tarsus' words ever since he spoke them. Now, standing face to face with this personification of everything that was bad about the ancient Minotaur society, memory clicks into place.
The Rite of Blood was the early precursor to the Kayleb. Single Combat. No holds barred, no adjudicator, and no need for equality. And the Rite of Blood was not to first blood, but to the death. A challenge once made had to be accepted, or total dishonour would fall upon the declining party. Of course the Rite of Blood was replaced by the Kayleb generations before, a hangover of a more savage and unforgiving time. With increasing civilisation the Rite of Blood was simply an unacceptable, barbaric way of settling differences.
But to a radical conservative like Raakis, who knows?
Raorr Thursday April 18th, 2002 6:13:00 PM
"Raakis" Raorr yells "You are correct, only in one thing, Imod is not Dead. But you seem to be deaf as well as blind, as I never said too leave our warrior ways. Imod left because he is testing us, and you have failed him. Your eyes see only hate, Raakis. Hate is not Imod's methods, hate is the way Humans think. Hate is a disease that apprently you have already been infected with."
The minotaur looks to the 45ish soldiers, "I have not forgotten Imod's way, my armour is stained in the blood of numerous foes, I have killed Centaurs, humans and even other Minotaurs, not because of I hated them, but because Imod chose me to represent him. I did not ask to be chosen, but Imod's true will can not be ignored, so I followed him."
Looking back to Raakis "The temple has been corrupted, and Imod took his loyal preists with him when he left, leaving only those whose hearts were weak, and easily manipulated. If you were so loyal a preist Raakis why did you not too perish, as the respected HEsparus and his aides? I'll tell you why, you were praying to new gods praying that they would give you power to aquire your new position." Raorr spits on the ground.
"Until recently I never understood why neither the centaurs or us Minotaurs ever tried an all-out war. The answer was simple, Imod would never allow it. Because he is our father, all of the taurs, not just we minotaurs. He allowed skirishes, as siblings even in our society fight each other. He wanted our people to be ready when the time came. Raaris is old, and wants this War, so that his name will live for generations. Raakis's Folly, that is what this war will be known as."
Raorr continues "I love fighting. I have never denied that. I too hate diplomacy, but our people could have remained united if we were willing to try in the old times. Our ancient enemy is not the Centaurs as you believe, our enemy is our own stubborness, our unwillingness to accept the possibility we were wrong, and you still suffer from that too, Raakis."
Raorr looks at Raakis and says in conclusion "Your breathe is wasted on me, as trying to understand your reasons is as difficult for me to understand as the truth is for you to accept."
Raorr looks toward the semi-confused Karnak "I salut you Karnak, you honor your oath by listening to Raakis. However my oath to Imod was one to unite our peoples, as such I can not, and will not surrender to Raakis. His war is unsanctioned by Imod and the only unity our people will see of this is total annilation of both sides. You should know this is true."
Raorr stands ready his sheild is drawn and he draws his Greatsword.
Kale Thursday April 18th, 2002 7:40:16 PM
having been silent for all this time, Kale slides his sword from his scabbard and moves next to Raorr. "I wont surrender either. If you want my weapons, come take them." then he says in a whisper to Raorr. "Ill watch your back. I reconize some of the soilders from our raid on Fort Stag. Be careful."
Ceira Karwyn Thursday April 18th, 2002 9:21:50 PM
After the noble words of Raorr are thrown at Raakis, Ceria responds, "Under these circumstances... I'd normally give up my weapon and come quietly. However, Raorr has sent a surge of inspiration through my body. Being a Wemic is nice. But being proclaimed as a Taur is much more satisfying." Although her words are brave, she still modestly scuttles behind Leets and reaches into her spell component pouch to ready a spell.
Flat-top Thursday April 18th, 2002 10:27:55 PM
"Your right, Ceira, Raorr said it best. Well, if they want my armor and weapons, the are going to have to take it off my dead body. I'm backing our Chosen Minotaurs." With this said Flat-top draws his Morning Star and whispers to Leets,"Let's put our behinds together and protect Ceira for as long as we can." Flat-top takes the fighting stance.
Brahmah Thursday April 18th, 2002 10:28:56 PM
Brahmah looks into the eyes of Karnack, as to say 'this minotaur also isn't easily swayed.' Brahmah draws both Falchions. Then he shouts, "Karnack, you've shown that yur Honor is true! But you must also know Roarr speaks the truth about Raakis! I've always hoped to be p'rt of the Hand of Imod since I was a young minotaur. I used to believe they are the MOST Honorable of all minotaurs, I'm beginning to b'lieve perhaps I was wrong! You know we could handle this in the OLD style if you wish, but blood isn't the way anymore is it!?" Brahmah then begins to speak to the archers and other warriors, "You must all be VERY Honorable, I salute you." Looking back at Karnack, "So many for so few, is this HONORABLE? You outnumber us almost 9/1! We came here in peace! Isn't it a surprise to you that the only Chosen that have drawn weapons are fellow Minotaurs?!"
Kenisha Thursday April 18th, 2002 11:09:32 PM
Kenisha speaks passionately and loud enough for even the army of minotaurs around the Chosen to hear. "Raorr and Brahmah speak the Truth! Tomi, Imod, Domi... No matter by what name he is known by, he is the God of War. And there is a war before us. But it not between Minotaurs, Centaurs and Wemics. It is a war between good and evil. Between those who defend what is right and those dark devils who would destroy everything! WE who are Taurs share a common God and heritage. WE are the children of Tomi. WE are the warriors of Domi. WE are the defenders of Imod. All of US! Every cub, calf and foal."
She pauses but for a second before adding, "We will not submit to your request, Raakis. We are not cowards."
Kalon the Wemic Friday April 19th, 2002 1:18:32 AM
Kalon sighs as he watches the people around him begin to make preparations for battle again. He stands in a relaxed stance then speaks towards to Karnak, "I don't understand this hatred that minotaurs have for centaurs. We are all children of our great god. This mission was given to us by our god. To unite our people to fight the growing evil. All our peoples strength is needed to fight it. I love our god and I am trying with all my heart and strength to return him to us from wherever he has gone. My life doesn't matter only the life of our people. Only the unity of our people can save us. If you think me your enemy then strike me down Karnak or you as well Raakis. I will not shed my brother's blood that is not my duty. My duty is to unite my brother's against the darkness. I will show you that though I am a wemic I have that one thing that joins all of us together. It was the last thing our god told us before he left on his journey." He touches Kenisha lightly on the hand and smiles his love reaching out to her, "We are joined in courage."
Then slowly he kneels before them his head bowed, "I live for my great god and will die for him if I must but I will obey his last command. Do you have the courage to follow it as well and put aside your foolish hatred and have courage to face the future as one people." He continues to kneel unmoving awaiting the strike that might end his life.
Leets d20+4=10 d20+4=22 Friday April 19th, 2002 2:21:51 AM
From the distance, Leets unsheathes his sword and raise the hilt to his eyes.
"Raakis! I'm Leets Talric of the Talric Tribe, son of a Stallion who slayed hundred of Minotaurs before falling on the battlefield! It's probably the most tagic way to lose a father and a fierce comrade in arms! Of course the memory is well alive of his courage, strength and skill on the battle field, but all this will forever will be stained by his blind rage and foolish hatred!"
As Leets takes another deep breath, a light aura begins to surround him and his sword.
"This event is probably the best reason I have to stand today before you minotaurs, and show you us, gathered Taurs standing proudly against so many opponents, and ready to fight for Imod's will!"
While the aura surrounding Leets grows and reach all of the Chosens, he lift high his sword, flashing with divine power, and claims:
"SEE MINOTAURS, WHAT IS TRUE COURAGE, WHAT IS THE TRUE INHERITANCE OF DOMI'S CHILDREN, AND TRY TO STRIKE THE CHOSEN BATHED IN THE GLORY OF OUR GOD IF YOU DARE! SEE THE POWER OF DOMI! BLIND ONES!"
Still lifting his sword high over his head, Leets closes his eyes, and prays:
"Lighting in divine hearts the sparkle of courage, Domi bless hooves and claws, and sanctify our rage! Lead the blade through the plates and arrows to the chest! In answer to your light we shall give you our best!"
With those last words, Leets cast -Bless- on the Chosens within 50ft (probably everybody?), giving a +1 bonus on attacks and +1 against fear effect.
DM Carl: The Challenge Friday April 19th, 2002 7:35:37 AM
The words and actions of the Chosen seem to visibly impact upon their would-be captors. You can see in the faces of some of the guards, and in Karnak's in particular, that Roarr's heroic words ring true with these warriors.
As the Chosen draw their weapons they tense for battle, however; orders are orders. But the courage displayed by Leets, the bravado displayed by Brahmah, the widom displayed by Kenisha and the overwhelming righteous power emanating from Leets draw them up short once again. They look to their leader, Karnak, for orders, who in turn looks to his leader, the head of the Heart of Imod, Raakis.
"Lies!" cries Raakis, pointing at Kenisha. "We have been warned of these falsehoods you spread, and will not be fooled! You seek to blind us to the Truth with your tales of phantom foes, but you shall not prevail! We know who our true enemies are!"
Raakis, though clearly a fanatic, is no fool. He sees the way the tide is turning, and who holds the greatest power over the hearts and minds of his troops. Though they will surely carry out his orders, his leadership and reputation will be forever compromised if he forces them to carry out his commands.
Instead he seizes upon Brahmah's words.
"You speak of the Old Ways? Of settling this as true Minotaurs? Then you speak of the Rite of Blood! So you do have some semblance of honour after all, if you know of how our forefathers fought. One of you would face me in single combat, for the lives of your companions? A battle to the death, no holds barred? Very well. Though you corrupt the will of our Lord Imod with your blasphemous ways, you are not without honour, and deserve better than a simple culling."
He addresses his next remarks to the three minotaurs.
"Decide who amongst you will face me, and I will slay you. When you fall, your companions are honour-bound to surrender to my soldiers, and submit to the executioners axe. The righteous shall prevail, as Imod wills it. Do you accept? And who will dare face me, the living embodiment of Imod's Holy Will?"
Brahmah (Blessed) Friday April 19th, 2002 9:00:09 AM
Brahmahs steps forward, eyes narrow and he becomes noticably tense, but not nervous...anxious.
"I accept, but not just to save the Chosen, but for the HONOR of all Taurs!" Brahmah ponders his own words. "Raakis, I didn't call for Rite of Blood, you did. Kaylebs are MY way!"
With that said, Brahmah stands prepared for what may very well be his death. Regretably giving his life to this mad minotaur.
"Karnack, I always wanted to be like you." Tears well in Brahmah's eyes.
Kalon the Wemic Friday April 19th, 2002 10:42:42 AM
Continuing to kneel he speaks without raisng his head, "Brahmah we must find another way then to shed the blood of our brothers. All that blood will be needed for the coming conflict against an evil more evil then any this world has seen, Against an enemy army so vast that the world may well be consumed by it." looking up at Raakis he says,"Put aside your hatred Raakis. One of your enemies offered and still does offer himself to your great power to slay him. Each time you strike your brothers you fail to follow your great lord's last order" he looks to the other minotaurs around,"He said to have courage. not courage on the battlefield for all know that in the wide world no warriors are more fierce, more powerful then the great minotaurs. This enemy we face knows that and he strives to turn that against the other children of our great god. We fight each other when we should be fightning the enemy. He wanted us to have courage in all things not just in battle. A battle is won before a single sword is swung by an army guided by wisdom and planning. The brave hearts and strong arms of the minotaur race must be joined with the strengths of his brothers. The enemy we face will use any method to fight and will strive to constantly elude you. He will not want you to fight on the battlefield so he strikes this way by turning us against each other. On the honorable field of battle he will lose to the might of the minotaurs, the speed of the centaurs and the cunning of the wemic. So he won't fight us there. He will strike from the shadows"
Looking at Brahmah, "We the Chosen need your strength for the coming battle" glancing at the other minotaurs then having his gaze end on Raakis, "If you have a bloodlust that you cannot direct at OUR true enemy then come and strike at this one. I offer no resistance. You would mark me a coward for that wouldn't you Raakis. Not as great as your courage to slay your own brother. I have only the courage to follow my great lord's will. Again I say strike me for I still serve my lord and he says we MUST UNITE!"
Kale Friday April 19th, 2002 1:18:20 PM
sheathing his sword. Kale crosses his arms and says. "I guess he accepts it." as Brahmah walks forward
Flat-top Friday April 19th, 2002 5:08:51 PM
"Look at all the good leadership we are about to lose. Look at all the taur power we will lose to that Dark Force. I'm ready to die for the united force of the wold." Flat-top Stand his ground with weapon in hand, "Kenisha, We await your orders..."
Kenisha Sunday April 21st, 2002 11:26:54 PM
Resting a reassuring hand on Kalon's shoulder, Kenisha tells the Chosen, "Remember what Tarsus said... Remember the Rite of Blood. Brahmah has every right to accept the challenge." She smiles at Brahmah and adds, "Each race has it's own way of dealing with troubled times. By accepting this challenge we will rise in the hearts and minds of all the minotaurs here."
Troting over to him she whispers to Brahmah quietly, "Is it permissible for me to cast a spell on you before combat? I have newly learned a new spell that might be of great use to you. Bull's Strength. But I will not cast it unless you approve."
Ceira Karwyn Monday April 22nd, 2002 1:15:11 AM
Ceira watches on in anticipation. "Will the other minotaurs get to watch this duel? More importantly, can WE watch?"
Ceira whispers to Leets and Flat-top. "Just trying to keep our eye on our friend. This Raakis fellow is quite fanatical so he might resort to foul play to get what he wants."
Raorr Monday April 22nd, 2002 1:46:38 AM
Raorr looks at Brahmah, and frowns. He steps back and watches the rest of the crowd. "Don't like this one bit Kalon, too suspcious." Raorr says quietly to Kalon.
Leets Monday April 22nd, 2002 4:15:29 AM
The young centau paladin puts his hand on Brahmah's shoulder.
"Go my friend! I trust you..."
Then he whispers:
"Don't worry Ceira, I'll keep both eyes opened..."
DM Carl: The Rite of Blood Monday April 22nd, 2002 6:36:35 AM
Brahmah strides bravely forward, and the Challenge is answered. Captain Karnak leads all the Chosen, as well as Raakis and a number of his aides to the amphitheatre, an imposing stone structure usually used to stage Kaylebs, political discussion, or re-enactments of ancient battles for popular entertainment.
Raakis moves off to the far side of the arena to prepare, while Karnak's troops light torches around the perimiter of the sunken stage, perhaps 80 feet in diameter. As they do so, Karnak answers your questions. "This is a no holds barred fight. It is strongly recommended that you give your fighter as much magical assistance as you can, both before and during the contest. Spells, magical weapons or armour, potions; all are permissible. Direct assaults on the High Priest from non-combatants are strictly forbidden, and will result in you forfeiting the combat. You are all aware of the stakes, so I know I need say no more on that subject."
"None other than the Challenger and his respondent may take to the field of combat. You have 1 minute to prepare. Good luck." And he strides off without a backward glance. Though Karnak is being entirely unbiased in this contest, you can't help feeling that under his neutral exterior, he might just be rooting for the Chosen.
Final preparations are made. And then, once everything is ready, the combatants take to the field. They stand on opposite sides of the field of combat, 60 feet apart. A snarl curls the lip of Raakis as he twirls his Greataxe in anticipation. He handles the weapon with worrying skill.
From the sidelines comes the raised voice of Karnak.
"Let the combat begin!"
At once Raakis begins to race towards you, bellowing his war cry as he comes. "FooooOOOORRR IMMMOODDDD!!!!"
(OOC: Jay, please wait for the others to post how they intend to assist you (with weapons, spells, potions, tactics etc) before posting your combat response. Be sure to include all active effects in your Name line (ie Brahmah: Bless, Bull's Strength (Str 22) Companions, you may cast as many spells as you wish. Bless will remain in force for 10 combat rounds. If you have a weapon, potion or magic item that may help Brahmah, give it to him now! Good Luck!)
Kale (Substitute Cayzle) Monday April 22nd, 2002 6:51:36 AM
Kale offers a quiet word of support to Brahmah as well as the loan of his +1 Ring of Protection (helps both AC and saves). He also gives him his new potion of Invisibility.
(OOC: Although Invisibility ends when you attack, that first attack is at +2 to hit -- so make that first hit a good one! And if the enemy attacks first, it will help your defense.)
Raorr Monday April 22nd, 2002 1:19:08 PM
With EXTREME reluctance, Raorr offers His Armour, Shield, cloak, and Greatsword.
The minotaur looks serious, almost angry as he offers the equipment and says to him "If you fail Brahmah my spirit will surely haunt you for eternity. You should have waited for Kenisha's decsion, it should have been me! I do not enjoy the thought of dying out of battle. Win or else, brother."
OOC: Cloak is +1 Cloak of resistance (+1 resistance bonus to all saves), Greatsword is +1 Greatsword (2d6+1 base damage, crit 19-20/x2), Armour is Rhino Hide (+2 Hide armour (+5 AC; +3 Armour, +2 Magic), that also doubles (or increases multiplier by one if already doubled or more) all damage you deal on a charge), Shield is +1 Large Wooden Shield (+3 AC; +2 Armour, +2 Magic)
Flat-top Monday April 22nd, 2002 3:02:15 PM
Flat-top trots up to Brahmah, Shakes his hand and hand him a vial of cure moderate wounds potion and whispers,'I don't have much but I did pick this up at the Red Wyrm Inn, here take this potion and if you win I'll show where the Red Wyrm Inn is and treat you to the best drinks in the universe. The Gods be with you.' Flat-top will go back and guard the arc.
Kenisha (Bull's Strength= +4) d4+1=4 Monday April 22nd, 2002 10:09:15 PM
Kenisha trots up to Brahmah and casts her spell of Bull's Strength on him.
She intones, "Mah-Val Sha-zohm" as she sprinkles a few course bull hairs on his shoulders.
She steps back and says, "Good fortune and remember, Have Courage."
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 2:03:55 AM
Kalon watches as the inevitable battle begins and shakes his head. Moving over to Brahmah he hands his amulet to the minotaur. Then moving back to Kenisha he stands there and speaks loud enough for all to hear, "We saw what the future may well hold for us all. I know that you all believe that Tarsus has some knowledge we don't. His time was long ago and not now. The path is ours to make and decide. What he knew before did not stop the taurs from splitting and warring upon each other. You say we must honor the minotaurs traditions. I say that is the reason we will fail. The time for honoring old traditions is gone. We face a new world and an enemy unlike any we have ever faced. If there was going to be a fight it should have been all of The Chosen that fought. We are a group standing divided as always we have. This is a time for a new path and we cannot lead by example if we do not forge new traditions for all our brothers. What we are doing here only serves to magnify our differences once more. We will fail if we do not change this." Kalon moves away from the group not watching the fight.
OOC: Amulet of Deflection and Resistance +1
Leets Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 9:15:45 AM
Leets will stand as close as possible from Brahmah, as well to encourage him as to help him benefit of his Aura of Courage.
"You have Imod and the spirit of the whole Taur people by your side Brahmah!"
Brahmah (Blessed (10 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 6:41:33 PM
"Thanks Roarr, but have never been comftrbl in hide armor, it bunchs up. As for your greatsword, it would be an Honor, but..." Brahmah leans over to him. "You'll need it here REAL soon. Besides, I never learned to use one." Brahmah smiles impishly. Taking the shield from Roarr, he gives him a knod in response to his 'haunting' words. He takes the Potions given to him by Kale and Flat-top. Brahmah's muscles ripple as Kenisha casts upon him. Excepting the Amulet from Kalon, he puts it on. Entering the amphitheatre, across Raakis, Brahmah stands.... waiting. Then he speaks.
"Let us begin. Fooorr aalll Taurrrss!" He stands ready, Roarrs shield to protect him. Kalons Amulet hanging upon the chest as a symbol of hope. And Kenisha's Strength flowing through his veins. All Taurs are represented in Brahmah at this moment. He gestures in the direction of Karnack as to Honor his presents. Then he waits.
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 10:44:23 PM
"Wait! Wait!" yells Ceira as she runs up to Brahmah. "So is everyone done?" After waiting a few seconds, she continues. "Hold still for a second." She reaches in her belt pouch and pulls out a piece of gum arabic and then a smaller pouch full of eyelashes. She places the eyelash in the gum arabic and then places it on his chest. She chants the words of magic and in a blink of an eye, Brahmah vanishes!!! (Invisibility = max 40 min.)
"Don't move now." Next she pulls out a cute little minature cloak from her pouch and reaches until she feels her furry chest. Ceira places the cloak on his chest as she begins chanting the words of magic again. (Resistance = +1 saving throws, 1 min.)
She leans really close and whispers into his ear, "Good luck big guy." Ceira gives him a wink and scurries off.
DM Carl: Trading Blows d100=23 d20+12=31 d12+5=11 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 4:43:46 AM
Brahmah vanishes as Raakis races across the arena floor towards him, raising clouds of dust behind him. The mighty cleric pulls back his greataxe as he grows close, a look of surprise crossing his face as he realises his opponent is gone. But Raakis swings regardless, crying; "Imod guide my axe!"
The blow slams into the invisible Brahmah (11 HP) who flickers back into view as he strikes back, blood flowing freely down his arm. His own blow rips straight through the light armour at Raakis' armpit, and Raakis staggers back as a gout of blood gushes from the wound.
"So! You have teeth, little Taur!" he grins, as both minotaurs circle one another, dark drops of blood spattering onto the ground at their feet. "A fine blow! It will be an honour to send you to our Lord!"
Brahmah (Blessed (9 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) d20+11=31 d20+11=17 d4+6=7 d4=2 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 5:09:26 AM
"We're just getting started Raakis!" Brahmah says with smile on his face. Barely noticing the wound is deep, flowing heavily.
The two Taurian gladiators circle each other.
Crit threat not confirmed, for 9 points of DMG.
"Raakis, let's make that trip to our Lord together!"
Raakis (DM Carl) d20+3=10 d20+10=11 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 8:20:22 AM
The blow opens up another gash on Raakis, this time on his thigh. Still he continues to grin, as he gauges at Brahmah with his horns, and swings his greataxe hard at his opponent.
The pain is clearly starting to effect him though, as both attacks are easily avoided by Brahmah. As Brahmah sidesteps the cleric's greataxe slams into the dirt at his feet, biting in deep (Nat 1!). Raakis is forced to tug hard to free it, leaving himself unable to recover in time to riposte (Fumble: Raakis misses his next round attack).
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Brahmah (Blessed (8 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) d20-2=16 d20+11=25 d4+6=9 d4=2 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 8:44:46 AM
Brahmah measures the older Taur trying to figure out if he may be feinting the blow, (Sense Motive check of 16). Satisfied that the axe has indeed sank itself into the earth, Brahmah swings forcefully, and perhaps over confidently at the more experienced High Priest. The younger Taurs blade bites into the High Priest once again. 11 points of DMG.
"Raakis, yur Honor s'rves Imod well."
Raakis (DM Carl) Wednesday April 24th, 2002 9:11:41 AM
"Rraaarrghh!" Bellows the priest as blood sprays from yet another wound. "You insolent young calf!" He staggers back clutching his arm, blood trickling between his fingers.
"Mighty Imod! Hear Thy servant! Grant the blessing of your healing magics upon your humble Cleric! Hear my plea!" There is a note of desperation in his voice now.
But the zealot's pleas are in vain. No divine magics are forthcoming. Dead Imod cannot reply.
Steeling himself once more Raakis raises his axe, and rejoins the fray.
Brahmah (Blessed (7 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) d20+8=18 d4+9=13 d4=2 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 9:36:06 AM
Brahmah has a look of despair and pity for this once mighty Child of Imod, however, the pity is not to be mistaken for weakness. Brahmah lunges into the fray with relentless power, pulling the blade across the priests stomach.
Hitting AC 18, provided it does hit, doing 15 points of DMG.
After gashing the Taur priest, Brahmah steps back and releases the shield with a clang (AC 23 now)
(OOC: Power Attack +3 used on the attack)
Brahmah cranes his massive horned head back with a roar of despair for the priest, while drawing his other Falchion. "Rooooaaaarrgg!'"
Raakis (DM Carl) d20+3=9 d20+10=23 d12+5=13 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 9:47:11 AM
Brahmah's blow sparks across the cleric's armour, but does not penetrate.
Raakis lunges clumsily with his horns, and Brahmah is easily able to evade the attack, but he sees the whistling axe blade just a fraction of a second too late. The axe plunges into his flank, opening up a grievous wound (13 HP: I make you on 11 HP now?).
"You have fought well, young one, but you will fall." Pants the aging cleric, sensing victory is close.
Brahmah (Blessed (6 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) d20+6=19 d20+6=26 d20+6=15 d4+6=8 d4=1 d4+6=9 d4=1 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 10:06:31 AM
Considering his options for but a moment, Brahmah continues the assault.
Twirling and crossing both of his Falchions, AC 19 and Nat 20 for AC 26 (not confirmed for crit), AC 19 strike for 9 DMG and AC 26 strike for 10 DMG.
Brahmah takes in a very deep breath... like it may be his last.
Raakis (DM Carl) d20+3=7 d20+10=28 d12+5=7 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 10:14:36 AM
Though the first of Brahmah's blows is deflected by the cleric's armour, the second bites deep into his flesh, causing Raakis to grunt in pain. Bleeding heavily now, the cleric continues his attack, knowing that both warriors are nearing death.
Once again he lunges clumsily with his horns, but is able to use the momentum of that failed attack to get inside Brahmah's guard with his axe blow. The blow is weaker this time (7 HP), but nonetheless Brahamah is seriously hurt, and his breathing is laboured.
The Voices of Gods [CDM Jerry] Thursday April 25th, 2002 12:15:10 AM
Throughout The Wold, voices are heard. The Voices of Gods.
"So mother, you have truly fallen and become that which your former priests spoke against for so long: A slave to Passion!"
"No daughter, I have evolved. I have found the truth. Love hurts. Passion brings joy. I am now dedicated to forcing the Races of The Wold to realize this truth. Only the truth will let the races evolve. Only the truth will bring balance to The Wold. Today I am here to teach you this truth. You have always been my favorite daughter. You always went with your passions and used your god given abilities to force those who loved deeply to see the joy that only passion can bring.
"Now however, daughter, you have regressed and embraced the pain of deep love. You have failed. Your teachings of deep love must and will end. I have brought a strong handsome god with me. Ga'al, meet Flower, my daughter. Is she not beautiful?"
"Yes. Very."
"I have not failed. I have seen the truth. Passion brought me nothing but pain and deep love has saved me. I have learned the love of family, friends, and even learned to love you, whom I once despised. Most of all, I have learned to love the people of The Wold, from whom I once took so much."
"Flower you have learned nothing. I will teach you to evolve. You will learn passion...with Ga'al."
"Caeroldra, you are so misled. I am truly sad. I will have nothing to do with a Cult God. I leave you. However, the next time we meet, even though I love you deeply, we meet as enemies. Goodbye mother....for all time"
"Fine. Die in ignorance."
"AAIIIIEEEEEE!"
"Goodbye....daughter."
::POP::
"I AM ALEMI! Carol, what have you done?"
"You do not control me any longer, Alemi!"
"I never controlled you. I simply loved you. Now it is my duty to judge you. I find you guilty of murder. The sentence is Oblivion!"
"NOOOO AAUUUUUUUGH!"
::The sky turns pink and then red as the Goddess of Love and the Goddess of Passion are slain.::
"Ga'al. Look upon me and recognize me.
"I AM ALEMI, SUPREME OF THE GODS OF WOLD! HEAR MY WORDS AND TREMBLE!
"For crimes against the Noble Races, I hereby judge the self-named Cult Gods GUILTY and declare HOLY WAR upon them!
"Now go, Ga'al and speak my words to your cowardly brethren. The next time we meet IT WILL BE WAR!!
"May The Wold mourn the passing of the GODDESS OF LOVE.
"I go to mourn the passing of an old friend."
::...And it begins to rain.::
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[Clerics of Caeroldra or Flower need to make a Will save DC 14 plus your Cleric Class Level. If you succeed, you are still beset with feelings of obsessive love or the urge to give in to your desires, but are able to control them to an extent. If you fail, your DM will tell you the results and the options available to you.]
[All non-Clerics must make a Will save DC 12 plus half your Character Levels. If you succeed, you are still beset with feelings of obsessive love or the urge to give in to your desires, but are able to control them to an extent. If you fail, your DM will tell you the results and the options available to you.]
Kenisha d20+3=19 Thursday April 25th, 2002 12:47:44 AM
Kenisha watches the fight with a seemingly passive face, but inside she's fearful and worried about Brahmah.
She keeps an eye out also for anyone trying to interfer with the Rite or do a sneak attack on the rest of the Chosen. (Spot check = 19)
Brahmah (Blessed (5 rounds), Bull's Strength +4) d20+4=6 d20+4=20 d20=20 d20=1 d4+9=10 d4=4 d8+9=15 d20=10 Thursday April 25th, 2002 1:41:47 AM
Knowing death is near, Brahmah swings high and low with both Falchions with great power, missing with the high (AC 6)shot and hopefully striking with the low (AC 20). Then almost like he had forgot he had them, he goes low with his engraved horns, catching Raakis (Nat 20, crit threat not confirmed). Then stepping off to one side, Brahmah begins to show the pain that IS bothering him, clinching his side.
(Power Attack +3)
Hitting with the Falchion for 14 points of DMG and 15 points of DMG with the horn.
Brahmah glances at the Chosen, he has concern and pain in his eyes. "Raakis..." Brahmah says with a great effort.
(OOC: Failed Will save DC 10, using current restistance and Blessing.)
Raorr d20=15 Thursday April 25th, 2002 2:12:58 AM
Raorr stands there watching the fight surprised it took so long for Brahmah to use his horns.
OOC: Will save of 15- DC is 12+2= 14 so Raorr should have made it.
Kale (Substitute Cayzle) d20+1=20 d20+3=15 d8=1 2d6(2+3)=5 Thursday April 25th, 2002 5:32:09 AM
Kale is watching the fight intently when he hears the voices of the gods. He feels the almost-overwhelming force of love spilled out from the dead gods onto the Wold like blood, but he controls his emotions. (Makes save with a 20)
He watches the fight carefully to see the effect of the gods' deaths on the fighters -- if it looks like Brahmah cannot fight, Kale is ready to intercede -- with a well-placed arrow.
(OOC: If Bramah is incapacitated by the divine events, and Raakis moves to deliver the death blow, Kale will ready an arrow to stop Raakis -- hits AC 15 for 1 hp damage, but if he surprises Raakis, add another 5 sneak attack damage.)
Flat-top d20+2=20 Thursday April 25th, 2002 6:28:31 AM
OOC: Flat-top made his will save of 20.
Flat-top is guarding the Arc, but can still see and hear everything that is going on. With every hit that Brahmah he can almost feel it. It seem to him it is useless to go through this blood bath. Flat-top will offer a prayer and hope it will help. "Alemi friend of Domi, Please help our newest friend Brahmah? I know I'm just a Fighter Centaur, BUT he was with the Chosen for such so little time." Flat-top will ready himself for what is to come.
Kalon the Wemic d20+4=17 Thursday April 25th, 2002 10:23:35 AM
Kalon who has been turned from the fight feels the words more then hears them. His longing for Kenisha growing and the thought that if Brahmah falls they may never know the future that they saw. As the two goddess' of love and passion cease to exist that longing grows. Turning to face her he sees her in all her beauty and strength. All her compassion and wisdom and moves to her side. Reaching out he gently touches her face and tears slip free from his eyes. The yearning growing as he waits to see her response to his touch in her eyes. He moves in closer then feels his own will begin to get command of him.
"Kenisha..."he moves in to kiss her.
OOC: 17 makes Will save if it is an enchantment effect then it is 19
Kenisha Thursday April 25th, 2002 10:50:40 AM
Kenisha's own eyes are brimming with tears unshed as she struggles to keep control. (save was a 16 in a private post to GM) But upon Kalon's touch, the tears fall and she turns her torso to him. "Oh Kalon" she says softly, her anguish evident, "The Wold is falling apart."
She returns his kiss then hugs him fiercely as if afraid he'll disappear next.
DM Carl: Blood and Lust Thursday April 25th, 2002 11:57:07 AM
Brahmah's horn gore catches Raakis full in the stomach. The horns puncture deeply as the cleric is lifted right off his feet, then falls to the ground clutching the fatal wound. "How... how is this possible?" he gasps, the life slipping from him. "Great Imod, heed your servant! Answer me! Pleeease!"
The dust around him begins to whip up, as a tiny vortex begins to form around the dying cleric. From nowhere a mist appears around him, swirling and obscuring him, until he is blocked completely from view. Brahmah, standing close to the mysterious phenomenon, feels an icy chill run through him, and an inexplicable thrill of fear.
Then, as quickly as it appeared, the mists are gone... and with them all trace of the High Priest Raakis! Brahmah cannot be sure, but as the mists evaporated he could have sworn he heard a chilling, mocking laughter...
Bleeding profusely and not far from death, Brahmah nonetheless cannot think of healing. He is now seized in the grip of passions he cannot control, a product of the howling divine energies released upon the death of the goddesses of Love and Passion.. The heat of the battle now transforms into another sort of heat entirely, and he turns towards the party with a base lust blazing in his eyes. "I...will... have... my... REWARD!" he bellows, flinging aside his weapons and beating his chest with one hand. "I demand my prize!" It is not too hard to guess what sort of prize he has in mind.
Ceira too has lost control of herself in the aftermath of the Deicide she has just witnessed, but in a rather different way. Suddenly she is seized with a love so profound, so all consuming, that she has no choice but to act. This is the deepest, truest, most profound love she has ever known. How can she not have seen that he was the one before now? So strong? So brave? And he calls for her! He is wounded, her darling needs her!
She gallops onto the field of battle towards Brahmah, throwing her arms around him and showering him with tender kisses. "My love! My love! We are together at last!" she cries. Brahmah in turn wrestles her to the ground, pinning the centaur down in the blood soaked dust. "YESSS!!" He roars. "You'll do!"
Karnak and his soldiers are staring dumbfounded at these events, and some are clearly struggling with demons of their own.
Something will have to be done pretty quickly to prevent Brahmah from making a mistake that both he and Ceira will deeply regret for a long, long time.
Flat-top Thursday April 25th, 2002 7:45:08 PM
With every thing going on. Flat-top stands fast, feet squarely planted, Morning Star in hand, Shield up ready to fight to the death. When Flat-top takes a last look at his friends and what does his eyes sees?? Ceira the Weimic embracing Brahmah the Minotaur?? And then?? and then. . . Flat-top tell Kenisha "LOOK what's going on??" Flat-top look around and there is a female Minataur with that look in her eyes. "Kale help!" gulp Flat-top.
Kale (Substitute Cayzle) d20+8=10 d4+4=6 2d6(1+3)=4 Thursday April 25th, 2002 8:22:40 PM
The minotaur rogue shushes Flat-top with a finger to his lips. "Go over to the other side of them for a distraction," he tells Flat-top. He drinks his potion of Invisibility. He does his best to sneak up on Brahmah. The fighter's so injured, just one good rabbit punch should put him out.
Kale punches Brahmah to subdue.
Stats==========
+2 invis, +4 Str, +3 Rogue, -1 Size = +8
Hits AC 10
If Brahmah is prone, hits AC 14. If Flat-top moves to flank, hits AC 16.
With any luck, ignores shield, dex, etc because of surprise.
Damage: 1d4 (punch?) plus Str plus sneak attack = 10 points of subdual damage.
If this works, make sure Brahmah doesn't die. If it doesn't yell, "HEY!" in effort to distract.
Brahmah (Blessed (? rounds), Bull's Strength +4) Thursday April 25th, 2002 9:34:03 PM
In the throws of passion, Brahmah collapses from Kales blow.
"My love...you can't h'v her..." Brahmah paws at her, then drops. He's unconcious.
Ceira Karwyn Thursday April 25th, 2002 11:06:09 PM
Ceira's body relaxes to Brahmah's warm touch. Her thoughts of pleasure are soon disrupted as Brahmah's arms go limp and he slumps over.
"Wha-- What? Brahmah my love! What is wrong?" asks Ceira in a panicked voice. She is oblivious to her surroundings (including how Kale delivered the blow to Brahmah). "Brahmah... BRAHMAH!!!" yells Ceira. Soon her eyes come to focus on the deadly wounds delivered from the fight. She lifts her blood-soaked hands and paws in horror.
In a low gutteral tone she begins muttering and her pitch ascends with the strength of her words, "That priest... That priest did this... DIDN'T HE???" Tears mix with minotaur blood on her fur. She looks up at the other Taurs with eyes heavily stricken with saddness. "It was he wasn't it?" she asks no one in particular. "Just when I discovered my one true love in life." she looks up into the sky as tears continue to stream down her face and splashing on Brahmah's unconscious face. "WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???" she howls.
She gently places Brahmah's head down as she rises and scans the area. Soon her eyes lock on the blood stained ground where the priest last lay. With a snarl, her eyes flare up and she begins stalking slowly towards the spot as if Raakis was still there. Her dragging steps indicate a reluctance to leave Brahmah, but she continues on without any clear cause. Ceira begins muttering incoherently, "Give me... Brahmah back... hurt you... give me..."
Kenisha d20+4=11 Friday April 26th, 2002 1:07:04 AM
Pulling out of her embrace with Kalon, Kenisha moves cautiously towards Ceira. "She gestures silently for Kalon and Raorr to follow and move to either side of the distraught wemic.
"Act only if necessary to keep her from harming herself or anyone else without due cause." she whispers to them. "This new madness has cut deeply into her heart."
To Flat-top and Kale she says softly, "Use the healing potions that he was given on Brahmah and keep an eye on the Minotaurs around us."
Then soothingly and full of true caring, Kenisha addresses Ceira. "Dear Ceira, Raakis is no more. Brahmah is not dead." Kenisha silently prayed that this was indeed the case. "He is going to need your help, yes? Let's all calm down and get through this new disaster together. Together we can protect each other and keep Brahmah safe, true?"
(ooc Diplomacy check = 11 to try and calm Ceira down)
Leets Friday April 26th, 2002 4:34:27 AM
The young centaur Paladin falls kness on he ground as the sky colors change and resounds the divine voices. As Alemi's voice strikes his soul like thunder, Leets unsheathes his sword once more, and holds it so that the blade touches the ground. Finally, when Alemi's voice stops, he stands up and tells:
"So the doors of Oblivion have finally opened! Time has come for cult gods to fall, and for the holy legions of he True Ones to rise and fight!"
Holding high his sword inherited from his paladin mother, and his shield, offered by the keepers of the Heartkeep, Leets answers Alemi.
"I shall stand against our ennemies Great Father! In memory of Domi First Fallen, and to honor the True Ones that will fall too for the glory of Good and the Wold's sake!!!"
"LET THE HOLY WAR BEGIN!"
Leets d20+5=16 Friday April 26th, 2002 4:47:11 AM
Leets quickly understands that his friends are experiencing troubles, and he jumps between the fallen Brahmah and Kel, trying to separate them.
"Stop! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW! KALE! Your oponents are not among the Chosen, they are among the cult Gods followers! Keep your strenghts for the holy war and he coming battles! The True Ones will need you!"
If Kale allows him to do so, he will then heal Brahmah, healling 12 HP with his Lay on Hands.
(Rolled 16 on Diplomacy).
Brahmah Friday April 26th, 2002 7:42:22 AM
Brahmah moans.
"Ceira..."
Raorr Friday April 26th, 2002 10:33:54 AM
Raorr nods to Kenisha once she gives him the order to secre Ceira. He moves normally across the trail grounds and first picks up his shield and looks at it. After placing it on his arm he removes the amulet that Kalon gave the inotaur and says "Hey buddy, here's your pretty amulet."
As for the internal turmoil that should be affecting Raorr it appears different for him. The only visible effects are his usual edginess, and his desire for combat. However the true effects quickly become know when he looks down at Brahmah, and kicks him "How dare you, take the chosen's position of champion you pathetic warrior. I am Imod's Champion, you are nothing, the voices don't sing to you, they sing to me. I should have fought him." He growls, another kick "You do that again and I will kill you first".
DM Carl: The Voice From Beyond Friday April 26th, 2002 12:16:58 PM
Brahmah is knocked out, then carefully healed and woken. It seems the blow to the head has knocked some sense into him, as the raging passions begin to subside. His animal lusts are back under control.
Ceira too feels the overwhelming love begin to vanish, until there is only a cold emptiness in place of the greatest, most profound love she has ever known. Looking at Brahmah now she feels nothing for him, but the loss of that love is terribly painful to her. It feels like half of here heart has been torn away.
One by one the Chosen overcome their demons, and regroup. Karnak steps forward, and provides Brahmah with healing, assuring them that they have won the right their freedom (Fully healed).
Raakis' successor, a young and rather nervous Minotaur steps forward, and after some discussion agrees to allow the Chosen to take the Heart to the altar of Imod at the centre of the labyrinth. He assures them that he does not share Raakis' thirst for Holy War, and will call a halt to the invasion plans at once.
And so the Chosen, shaken by their ordeals, spend the remainder of the night gathered around the Heartstone as it sits atop the sacred altar of Imod. Those that have prayers to offer spend the night in supplication.
As dawn finally breaks the tired Chosen hear a voice on the wind. It is a voice unfamiliar to all (none of you have ever heard it before) but somehow it is strangely familiar.
"You know that a God may die. But know this also, my children; a God may die at the hand of a Mortal."
The voice exudes power and love, and as you hear the words you cannot help but believe them. You know this to be true.
As you return to your vessel you notice that the armada that was being readied for war last night is dissipating. Weapons and warriors are being unloaded and returned to whence they came. There is a curious feeling in the air, a mixture of disappointment and relief.
But you barely register this as you board your sailing boat and set sail once more for Bridge Isle and the waiting Tarsus. Those mysterious words nag at you; a mortal can kill a God? It sounds impossible yet you know the voice did not lie. There must be a way. But how?
Brahmah d20-1=2 Friday April 26th, 2002 11:19:49 PM
While in the new Temple the night after the Rite of Blood, Brahmah finds a small corner within the alter room and begins his own prayers to Imod. Some may hear the following prayers... "...prayers to my father, who was slain by a centaur in Honorable Kayleb... my mother who is with you now... and watch over my siblings who are abroad..." He adds. "... hope that the rest see that too." The rest is about Taurs and the unity that he knows will come, etc. The next morning, Brahmah walks up to Ceira, wringing his hands together, he says; "Um... well, oh 'bout yest'rday, I ... I well... it'll never h'pen again. Sorry!" Embarrassed and blushing, Brahmah walks away with nothing else to say. Going up to Kalon, if he isn't currently involved talking to Kenisha. "Kalon, I'm sorry, I lost yur Amulet in the combat, for the life ov me, I can't figure out wh're it went. I'm sorry." He pauses. "I'll get you a new one when I have somemore gold." He walks away.
Brahmah doesn't say much more to anyone until safely aboard a ship. Then when on the ship, he swaggers over to Roarr, who is his kindred spirit among the Chosen. "Thanks for lending me yur shield, it was an Honor to use it. That was an exciting combat, wasn't it Roarr? It was such an HONOR to fight in fr'nt of the Great Karnack!" Slapping Roarr on the shoulder, Brahmah says; "You should've been there Friend. Yur spirit WAS with me! Yur not g'ing to get a chance to haunt me JUST yet, Roarr!" He laughs and walks away, back to his duties on the ship.
Brahmah returns the potions to the right Taur, Kale gets his Invisibility potion and Flat-top back his potion of CMW's.
(OOC: He's volunteered on the ship for this journey, Profession: Sailor check of 2, with that roll they may want me out of the way!)
Kale (Substitute Cayzle) Saturday April 27th, 2002 12:27:03 AM
Kale steps away as soon as the danger to Ceira's honor is past. He ignores the accusatory tone of his critics -- he knows that without his action, worse might have befallen.
For the night of prayer, the minotaur keeps a careful watch. If he joins in the prayers, he is too quiet to be noticed.
[OOC: When Ceira cast Invis on Bramah, I assumed that Kale didn't give his Invis potion to Brahmah after all -- in fact, he later used that potion to sneak up on Brahmah! Also, Carl, I'll keep subbing for Sam until he returns on Tuesday, if that's okay.]
Flat-top Saturday April 27th, 2002 8:41:09 PM
Flat-top t a hold of Brahmah, and take him to sit down somewhere quite. "You'll be fine, and you won. Now get ready to carry the Arc to the ceramony. we still have a long way to go."
Flat-top will seek out Kale, put his hand on his shoulder,"Thank-you Friend" Then leave him to his prayers.
Kenisha Saturday April 27th, 2002 10:54:59 PM
Kenisha spent the night in fervent, praying for the day when all Taurs lived as brothers. She also prayed for those already fallen in this war and for those who would surely face peril in the days to come.
In the morning after the wind's whispered message: "You know that a God may die. But know this also, my children; a God may die at the hand of a Mortal." her eyes light up and she bows her head for one more prayer, a silent prayer of thanks.
As the Chosen as sailing back she smiles and says with great conviction, "The days may be dark ahead, but we WILL persevere!"
Raorr Monday April 29th, 2002 1:02:45 AM
Raorr only glares at Brahmah after he walks away laughing. Raorr tries to relax saying to himself the new chosen was unaware of his insults to the barbarian.
Once the chosen set sail the next day and hear the message in the wind, Raorr's mood darkens even more, "I only pray that the centaurs and wemics are more willing to accept the Heart."
Ceira Karwyn Monday April 29th, 2002 1:27:15 AM
When Brahmah approached Ceira and apologized, she does nothing except give a blank stare at him as he scurries away.
Ceira wanders over to an isolated corner of the vessel and slumps over with her back to everyone. Her facial expressions reveal some sort of internal struggle is being fought in her mind. She is so preoccupied with her thoughts, that her usual sea-sickness seems to be smothered out.
Any further attempts from anyone trying to talk to her will be brushed off with a silent and empty smile.
Leets Monday April 29th, 2002 5:13:17 AM
When the mysterious voice speaks, Leets seems to have a new energy flowing in him.
"So we, mortals, could finally avenge Domi's death! At least we could slay Marteaus the impostor!"
Leets will be quite thoughtfull during the journey back to the Heartkeep, but everybody will see that he carefully waits noon to pray Domi-in-all-Gods.
"Domi once again dark omens have appeared, gods are falling, and the Holy War has begun. Against our ennemy I know you'll give us strength and courage, to slay the Impostor and support the True One for it is the only way to honor them in those troubled days."
"A great hope has also made light flow in my heart since we were told that mortals could slay the Impostor. It would be a great honor for your children, o Domi, and for your servants, to strike the Impostor in your name, even if I was only one among the multitude to stand against Evil. If this should happen, give me strength and courage to strike quickly and deadly, before I fall."
"I shall serve you Domi, until the last sparkle of your essence, that lies in all Gods, disappears, and bring hope and courage to the Wold."
The Abyss Gazes Also
DM Carl: Zeoll is Dead! Long Live Zeoll! Monday April 29th, 2002 11:37:06 AM
Back at Bridge Isle the Chosen gather around Tarsus once more, and as they approach him the HeartStone grows noticeably lighter. He bows his head to you, seemingly pleased regarding the Heart, but with a great sadness in his eyes also.
He steps aside and behind him stands a grief stricken Wemic. He is tall and big, like all Liontaurs, with the tawny fur and light brown skin common to the race. His mane is woven with beads, and those who know his kind can tell his pride and clan from them. This Wemic carries no weapons you can see. He has a shield, though, and he wears a green hat with a black feather. His white shirt is beautifully embroidered. You do not recognize him.
But the body lying on the table is immediately recognizable by all. It is your friend and companion Zeoll, cold and still in death. A death that even the pleas of the mighty Jandor could not reverse.
Tarsus speaks, his voice tinged with sadness. "The first of us is fallen, and may never return. This" he indicates the new arrival "was Zeoll's teacher, the Wemic who taught him the ways of song and tale. It is he who has brought his apprentice's body back to us."
The stranger -- a bard, it seems -- stands fully upright, then bows very low, holds that position for a moment, and then rises. He chants in a sing-song voice. "Alas! Alas! Alas! Alas! Woe and honorr both I brring you. You the grreat and honorred Chosen," the wemic declaims in Tauric, and from his accent you know he comes from Zeoll's people.
"Long searrched I for mighty Zeoll! Farr I sailed and farr I sought him! Long I longed to offerr serrvice. To the grreatest of the Chosen. Once my pupil, now my masterr. Him I would have joined in fealty. Then at last my quest was overr. But crruel fate did twist the ending! For in battle fell grreat Zeoll! He is dead as I have found him. Death from which therre is no flinching. Dead as Domi whom he honorred! Death who takes with little merrcy. Dead as herre you see him lying."
The bard pauses, and you see his cheeks are wet. He grabs his shirt (embroidered with patterns of leaves and ivy) and rends it, so that it hangs in shreds on his body. He resumes his chant.
"Zeoll was the last, the rremainderr of his prride, the famed Nonowla. They werre hunterrs without equal. They werre brrave and strrong and trrue. Zeoll was the last one living."
The bard reaches down and touches the beads in Zeoll's mane. "He will be the last to wear these! So his line and name will end." The bard pauses and sighs, then stands up, resolved. "No -- it shall not be! It must not! I won't let his people end! I cast off my prride of birthing! I will take on famed Nonowla!" The Wemic takes a knife and cuts certain beads from his head, dropping them to the ground. Then he gently unbraids beads from Zeoll's mane, and weaves them into his own. He continues.
"So in honorr of his people. Of the hunterrs, the Nonowla. I have chosen to adopt them. I will wear his beads as my beads. And his prride will now be my prride. Now his prride will live among us. And his name should live as well. I gladly honor Zeoll. And take on his name as well. Henceforth I will be called Zeoll. In his memorry and honorr. I will carrry on his name. I can neverr be his equal. I can neverr be grreat Zeoll. So I name myself anew now. I am Zeoll, but the Lesserr!"
He thinks a moment, then adds, "Just a bard is not sufficient. I will learn to be a druid. Prriest as Zeoll was a prriest then. I will honorr him in echo. I can neverr be grreat Zeoll. Just a shade that mimes the herro. But my deeds will do him honorr."
The bard turns again to the Chosen and bows to them. "So I offerr you my serrvice. You the grrieving woeful Chosen. I can neverr be the leaderr. That was Zeoll in his glorry. But I hope to serrve the Chosen. As a humble serrvant only. If you will accept my serrvice."
Regardless of the Chosen's answer, the bard offers to perform at the funeral. It is simple ceremony under the sky, with burial in an unmarked place, as is the tradition among Zeoll's people. The bard, calling himself Zeoll the Lesser and wearing a new shirt, suggests that Zeoll be buried with his sword and drums. He plays wordlessly as clerics pray and others speak whatever words they find appropriate and comforting.
Once the simple funeral reaches its conclusion Tarsus speaks once again. "But there is no time to waste now my Children. Your quest cannot wait. You must make all haste for Centaur Isle, lest events overtake us. Once again you must spend the night with the HeartStone at the altar of Domi, this time inside Clearspring Temple."
Though tired (for none of you have slept last night) you make you preparations to leave, but you are all aware that this task may be even harder than the last. For that great temple, a 900-foot tall Whistal tree, sank from sight into an enormous crater on the day that Domi died!
Flat-top Monday April 29th, 2002 6:26:52 PM
Flat-top listens to Zeoll teacher, then look back at his friend Zoell. Helps with the services and after everybody left the grave side. Flat-top plantes a flower on the site, "My this flowers bring here beautiful butterflies. Oh! Dear Drinking Buddy. I have to go now, please watch my back."
Flat-top returns to Heartkeep and prepares himself, backpack. Telling Kale "you know Centaurs still cannot climb or decend a rope?"
Kalon the Wemic Monday April 29th, 2002 8:04:39 PM
Kalon continued to dwell on his praying at the minotaur temple as the Chosen took the journey home. Something was in his head and heart he couldn't quite put his finger on. Something about the death of Domi and the deaths of the other gods. Something odd about the way they died.
Finally iritated by his inability to find what point he was missing he finally forces himself to stop.
The strange occurence of Zeoll's teacher taking Zeoll's name and place amongst the Chosen twigs in his mind the thoughts that had occupied on the journey home. Something about the act seemed connected but he couldn't figure it out.
Kenisha Tuesday April 30th, 2002 12:29:38 AM
With tears in her eyes, Kenisha welcomes Zeoll the Lesser into the Chosen, "Welcome fellow Taur. Though our meeting is in sorrowful times, still you are welcome here."
She tells everyone to take as much rope with them as they can carry. "We may well need it to reach the Temple on Centaur Island. As it is, if the sides of this crater are too steep or unsteady, those of us with hooves will find the way very difficult in deed. Everyone keep your minds open to ways we might add each other in getting to the temple."
As soon as everyone is ready to go, Kenisha leads the Chosen out once more from Heartkeep.
Brahmah Tuesday April 30th, 2002 1:56:15 AM
Brahmah watches the ceremony with a strange look on his face. It almost seems like he may be trying to wrap his head around the fact, we are burying Zeoll, but Zeoll is going to be traveling with us? The minotaur sailor seems confused.
Brahmah walks up to Kenisha, taking bundles of rope. "I don't like the fact this one is taking the name res'rved for Honorable Zeoll, the Fallen!!" He glances at the 'new' Zeoll. "Aren't you yur own person... Friend Taur!"
Leets Tuesday April 30th, 2002 8:54:31 AM
"Be welcome among us my Wemic friend. However, your task will be hard if you want to replace the Fallen Zeoll, instead of this try to have your own place with your own ways..."
During the funeral, Leets will take a handfull of soil and place it in a piece of cloth. Then he will close the piece of cloth with a string and wear it around his neck.
"I've failed, my friend, to protect you on our journey, and this is the most bitter lesson I have ever received...You used to teach us so much, even in death, you gave us a last advice."
"I take some of the soil of your grave to remember, and never let such a thing happen again. Goodbye my friend, Domi will probably welcome you where he is now..."
Ceira Karwyn Tuesday April 30th, 2002 10:27:00 AM
Ceira's personality still continues to spiral into an unknown void. Upon seeing the lifeless form of her friend, the hole in her heart seems to magnify to a level that even she cannot control. From the moment she saw Zeoll, a fountain of infinite tears started trickling down her cheeks. She had not said a word to anyone ever since she got onto the ship. Even for the fallen Zeoll, she was at a loss for words and could only send him away with a gentle goodbye-kiss to his forehead.
As Tarsus directs the Chosen to prepare for Centaur Isle, Ceira's body shakes at the thought. Her mind is tinkering on the edge of something... Perhaps insanity... Perhaps something better. Regardless, having to go back to Centaur Isle is not a comforting thought to her. Through the great deeds and charming personalities, she has grown comfortable around her centaur friends but that doesn't cure her of her prejudice of all centaurs. This would only add to the level of stress that has left her distraught all this time.
She walks up to Kenisha and looks up at her with glossy eyes. "Kenisha," she says as she puts a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I'm afraid I cannot go with you this time. I have much to sort out in my mind. I am afraid that my mental state might prove to be more of a burden than an aid in battle. As a sorceress, you know that we need our complete undivided attention in the heat of battle to focus on the verbal and somantic aspects of spellcasting. I hope you understand." Ceira pauses to let out a sigh with eyes full of pain. Her eyes reveal that she wishes she could contribute as one of the Chosen but she also knows this is the right decision.
Ceira walks up to Zeoll the Lesser. "I humbly welcome you to help us in our cause. I want you to do me a favor. Watch over my friends. Thank you."
Turning to the entire group. "My friends, I will stay here at Hearthold Keep and await your return. I have much to think about now. By the time you get back, I hope that my mind and body will be ready to rejoin you all and guide you through Wemic Isle. Farewell my friends and may Domi bless you with a speedy return."
And with that, Ceira slowly turns around and walks back towards the keep...
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday April 30th, 2002 10:29:30 AM
The newcomer liontaur answers Brahmah and Leets with his head bowed and a gentle tone. "I underrstand you, mighty Chosen. Even as I accompany you, I will be but a serrvant to the least of you, forr you werre all Chosen by Domi, and I was not. I do not prresume to take Zeoll the Grreaterr's place -- it is ludicrrous to think that I could. My hope is that by adopting his prride and name, I will help otherrs rrememberr him. In memorry, he will still live. If otherrs hearr of my deeds as Zeoll the Lesserr, they will know that therre was one still grreaterr than me!"
Zeoll the Lesser also thanks Kenisha. "Not forr nothing, gentle lady, do the barrds sing of yourr wisdom and kindness."
He answers Ceira in his native tongue, "Thanks to you, friendliest of Chosen. May you find rest and healing. I will do my best to honor your wishes and trust."
At the end of the funeral, before the burial, Zeoll the Lesser takes a claw from the rear left foot of his former pupil, Zeoll the Greater. If any question him or look askance, he explains, "Among my folk, who arre Zeoll's folk too, it is the trradition of new prriests to wearr a rrelic of a holy perrson in a totem bag arround the neck. I am now devoted to becoming a prriest, and I can think of no betterr rrelic than this. In this way I honor Zeoll the Greater above all others." He asks a priest or cleric present to bless the relic.
DM Carl: An Old Friend Tuesday April 30th, 2002 12:04:53 PM
The weather is fine and there is a stiff breeze that carries the Chosen (minus Ceira) to Centaur Isle in very little time. You head to the site where the temple once stood, aware of what has happened, but even your awareness cannot prepare you for the scale of the devastation. An enormous, immense crater has been torn into the forest floor, and dead branches the width of ten centaurs poke grotesquely from the ghastly wound in the Wold.
You soon find Hollyhocks, the druid many of you have met before. He is busily organising work on preparation of a new temple, far far smaller than the old one. Next to him his raccoon, Scooter snores happily in the morning sunshine.
Hollyhocks seems happy and relieved to see you again, and explains rather apologetically that since the death of the old Patriarch Winowill on the Day of Darkness, he has been honoured with the mantle of Patriarch.
"It is good to see you again!" he smiles. In these troubled times it does me good to know we have champions of unity at the ready against the enemies of peace. Now, tell me of your adventures of late! What news of the other Isles? And what brings you to Centaur Isle?"
Flat-top Tuesday April 30th, 2002 2:15:13 PM
Flat-top with saddened face greets Patriarch Hollyhock; "Greeting to you and the rest of the clerics here. We are in mourning for we lost a great Friend Zeoll, we buried him just before coming here. I will let Kenisha tell you all about it. Excuse me for I have to see the crater."
Flat-top will trot over to the Crater and size thing up. Look for a way down for the Centaur and maybe the Minotaurs, the Wemics are fleet footed they'll probably have no problems. But it pays to look closely.
Kale (Substitute Cayzle) d20+8=23 d20+2=3 d20+7=19 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 3:27:52 PM Omigosh! Carl, Sam, I'm sorry. With all the tumult, I forgot to post for Kale yesterday. I'm sorry!
Kale joins Flat-top by the crater and looks the site over. He tries to judge how hard it would be to climb down and up, with ropes and without. (Climb check 23, Int check 3!)
Does it look as though anyone has gone down there? Is there a path or trail? Kale also looks for dangers (Search check 19)
Brahmah d20-1=5 d20+3=12 d20+5=6 d20+4=8 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 5:22:49 PM
With the explaination given by Zeoll the Imposter, Brahmah just gives him a "Hrrumph!" in response.
Brahmah, now with the departure of Ceira, is more confused than he has ever been. But he askes no questions of it, he just figures that they are individually being tested by Imod.
When reaching Centaur Isle, Brahmah perks up and is watching EVERYTHING centaur related in sight to avoid ambush from them. (Spot Check of 6, 7 Centaur related) He stays close behind Kenisha the entire way.
Reaching the crater, standing next to Flat-top, Brahmah starts unwinding the bundles of rope he has been carrying since Kenisha asked him. At the edge of the crater Brahmah bends down as if looking for something. (Track check, of 5. If centaur related it's 6 :) ) Finding nothing, Brahmah begins to tie the ropes together (Rope Use of 12). Then he ties knots in them to make the climb that much easier.
OOC: Future Climb check (I know will happen), Climb of 8! GeeWhiz!! It is a knotted rope!!
Kenisha Tuesday April 30th, 2002 11:13:40 PM
Kenisha bows her head to the new Patriarch. "Greeting, Hollyhocks. Indeed we have sad news to impart. The Chosen, Zeoll, is dead. He died in battle against agents of the false god." Pointing to the new wemic in the group she continues, "This is Zeoll the Lesser; so named so that Zeoll the Greater's pride name will not die with him. He is a bard and a friend and mentor to Zeoll the Greater. He has pledged himself to the Chosen even though he was not called to be one of the Chosen."
Kenisha pauses for a moment and then points to Brahmah, "And this one is Brahmah, a sailor as of late and one who was Chosen, but unable to join us until recently."
"As to why we are here, we have come to pray and meditate in the Temple with the Heartstone. We are seeking to unite all taurs by revitalizing the Heartstone. It is out believe that we can make it beat again with the spirit of Taurs. If we succeed, surely it will be a powerful focus for all three races to look upon and to see that working together we can defeat the evil, false gods."
Kalon the Wemic Wednesday May 1st, 2002 12:58:40 AM
Kalon remains silent through al that the group does. Travelling ever at Kenisha's side lost in his contemplations.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+3=9 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 7:00:53 AM
The wemic bard greets Hollyhocks respectfully. "It is an honorr," he says, "to grreet you. If I am not mistaken, you knew Zeoll the Grreaterr when he was alive. When it is convenient, I would love to hearr yourr imprression of him and his worrk. But firrst we must rreach the altarr of the forrmerr temple."
Zeoll tries to recall any legends he may have heard about the old temple -- secret exits, etc. Or if he has heard of anybody investigating it since Domi died. (Bardic Lore check 9)
Kale Wednesday May 1st, 2002 9:52:40 AM
(thanks for covering for me Cayzle. im back) after talking with Flat-Top for a moment, Kale walks to Zeoll the lesser and says "Is your name really Zeoll the Lesser? Or are you just hiding your real name."
DM Carl: Dark Rumours Wednesday May 1st, 2002 11:21:40 AM
Hollyhocks is shocked and saddened at the news of Zeoll's death. "My deepest sympathies. He was a brave and wise warrior of Domi, and I share your grief at his passing."
He welcomes Zeoll the Lesser and Brahmah, greeting them warmly. But it does not escape the attention of the minotaurs in the group that although Hollyhocks is perfectly friendly, some of his fellow centaurs (mainly labourers and low-ranking druids) keep their distance and eye the minotaurs warily.
When Kenisha explains what the Chosen are here to do Hollyhocks smiles. "I wondered what your companions where doing at the crater mouth with all that rope! This is wonderful news, a glimmer of hope in these dark times! A plan to revive the HeartStone! I will do everything in my power to help!" He eyes the Stone in its ark with reverence.
He looks over again at Kale and Brahmah at the crater's edge. "But you will never get down that way. The temple was over 900 feet tall, and it has sunk even deeper than that into the ground. Even if you had enough rope, a climb that long would surely result in death. Let me think..."
Looking into that yawning, seemingly bottomless hole, Kale is convinced that the Druid speaks truly. Even if the ropes can be securely fastened together, the weight of some of the Chosen is likely to put incredible strain on it. And the act of climbing down 900 or more feet into perfect darkness, even with a strong rope, is likely to prove far too dangerous. And that's even before you consider what to do about the centaurs!
Those looking for tracks and signs of other journeys down are able to tell that (as far as they can see) many have come to stare into the pit, but none so far have been foolhardy enough to venture down.
An idea occurs to Hollyhocks. "Ah! There is one person who might be able to assist us! Though he's getting on a bit... Xith! Xith, come here a moment please." A colt of perhaps 15 trots over, with a tan hide, dark brown mane and green eyes. Some of you recognize him as the young messenger boy and acolyte who used to assist Winowill. Though in total awe of the Chosen, he manages a shy half wave as he approaches.
"Xith, I need you to go and fetch Thardius. Tell him I need him here, and don't accept any excuses. He'll claim he's ill, or busy, or too frail, but pay him no heed. He's tough as old hide, that one. And make sure he brings his tools."
Turning back to the Chosen as Xith gallops off he says, "It will take some time for them to return. Thardius lives some way from here, and he is not as fast as he once was. In the meantime, your arrival might well assist me. I am due at an emergency session of the Harras (OOC: The Centaur Government) shortly, and your news of the quest to revive the HeartStone may prove helpful.
"There are dark rumours, and much fear. There are some who talk of war with the minotaurs, and others who speak of a vast army approaching from the East, crushing all in its path. There is much confusion, and your voices, as the Chosen of Domi, may well calm frayed nerves. Any knowledge of events you have will be greatly welcomed, over the rumour and supposition that have held sway of late. Will you accompany me? Thardius will not be here for several hours yet."
Flat-top Wednesday May 1st, 2002 1:18:36 PM
"Ha Ha Good question, Kale." Flat-top smiling for the first time since Zeoll died. "Come on Let's see what we're going to do next." Flat-top trots over to where Kenisha and Hollyhock are and listens. Then thinks to himself *I wonder if we will be taking the Arc with the Heart with us? It would impress those Centaurs!*
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=20 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 7:55:56 PM
Zeoll is happy to hear any suggestions, but he has some of his own as well, drawing on his training in magic arts (Spellcraft check 20).
"With a magic spell known as Featherr Fall, one could safely drrop into the pit. Also with Levitate. The Floating Disk of Tensor could help carrry otherrs. Of courrse, I know not if any of us have these magics handy."
"But if the pit is 1,000 feet deep and the trree 900 feet tall, it seems to me that one could be lowered the 100 feet differrence and then climb down frrom therre."
"But all these ideas have prroblems. Maybe good Tharrdius will have some better insight."
As the the question of the centaur parliament, Zeoll the Lesser defers to everyone else. He will do whatever the rest do.
Kenisha nods her head at Zeoll the Lesser, "Feather Fall would work if the distance wasn't so great. It would take a very powerful caster to make it all the way down on a single casting. Like-wise with Levitate, although a less experienced caster could do that rather than the Feather Fall spell. But the point is moot unless we have access to the spells. Which for myself I do not. I do have Bull's Strength and Mending which may be of use depending on what this Thardius is going to do. But keep thinking, my friend, they were good suggestions." She smiles at him before turning to Hollyhocks.
"I at least will go with you to the Harras. They are right to be concerned, but it's not the Minotaurs that are the threat. It is the false god and his evil army that we need to prepare to fight against."
She turns to the Chosen and says, "Any who want to may stay here to ponder how to get down, but I do believe we should speak to the Harras about what is going on. Who is with me?"
Regardless, before heading off to the Harras, Kenisha will whisper to Kalon, "I feel you are troubled, Dearest One. What is it? Can I help?"
Raorr Thursday May 2nd, 2002 12:09:15 AM
Raorr shakes his head, hearing about the pit's problem. "Why not just make pulley system with rope across the pit, secure it with strong trees at least 75 feet from the pit. From there we could create a rope basket and pull ourselves across, there by allowing us to lower our selves to at least the top of the structure."
Raorr begin to use the butt of his Glaive on the group and tries to draw ot his idea.
The minotaur continues "We may need to set up even more rope to create a lattice pattern to distribute the strain upon more ropes, this should lessen any potential dangers to the taurs who ride, or to the arc once we lower it. I'm sure we could salvage pulleys and even more rope from the ships in the harbour the weights would need to operate on a counter balance system,at least one person should hold the weights here on the lip until the first two people make it down safely. After that the taurs down below can operate the pulleys until all of us are down."
Kalon the Wemic Thursday May 2nd, 2002 12:39:35 AM
Kalon still deep in thought does catch wind of Raorr's idea and smiles to himself. When Kenisha speaks he seems to start from his thoughts.
"Uh,huh what? Troubled...Well yes in a certain way I suppose I am troubled but then these are troubling times" he smiles and reaches out pulling her closer for a kiss,"Nothing that your sweet kiss can't cure."
"Actually I keep thinking there is something we're missing. Something very simple and very obvious that can help us in battling the dark god. It seems that the gods die very easily and I am wondering why that is. Prior to these times have gods died this easily before. Was this dark god a god before hand or did he merely challenge Domi and the gods had to make it an fair battle. If that is the case can we challenge the gods and be allowed a level playing field." he shakes his head,"I'm missing something, we're missing something. Nonetheless a kiss would make me feel much better and I will come with you to the Harras."
Brahmah d20+5=7 Thursday May 2nd, 2002 2:23:04 AM
Listening to everyone, being wary of all centaurs around the group (Spot Check 7, 8 Centaur related), Brahmah shakes his head at Roarrs suggestion that the ships may be of use. "Maybe the anchers?! Great idea Friend!"
When Kalon gets mushy with Kenisha, Brahmah lets out a loud sigh then sticks out his tongue between his teeth (pththth).
"Gods die easily by a God's hand! But just having fought one of our Fallen Gods servant, I'd have t' say a mortal killing a God would not be an easy task! I had 'nuf trouble with a mortal!" He laughs and looks around at the group, then steps in close to speak with Kenisha and Kalon. "I have missed something too, the Chosen feels ...incomplete somehow. Zeoll and Ceira, both Chosen, now not with us, just ain't right somehow!" He leans closer to Kenisha. "The new Zeoll is... not Zeoll. Not Chosen!" He ponders a moment, then smiles. "But he is a Taur, after all."
Kale Thursday May 2nd, 2002 9:09:56 AM
"I guess he didnt like my question." Kale says to Flat-Top as they go to the meeting. "I didnt even get an answer from Zeoll. But anyway, I have a bit of magic on me. I could just fly down there and take a look, though I dont think I could take the heart with me."
Leets Thursday May 2nd, 2002 10:05:05 AM
If he has enough time before or during the journey, Leets will gladly -bless- Zeoll the Lesser's item.
Once arrived before the horrible hole that swallowed the temple, Leets is obviously deeply shocked.
"I came here for my first pilgrimage with my mother...It was such an important symbol of Domi to me. I knew it would have suffered, but this..."
"Someone will have to pay for this...Sooner or later..."
Leets is really disapointed not to be able to reach the depth right now, but in a way it makes him understand that patience will be an important virtue in this war...
"I will come with you at the Harras too, maybe I can find my brother there, he was the stallion of our tribe when I left. If he still has some weight among the other tribes maybe he could help us..."
DM Carl: Politics Thursday May 2nd, 2002 11:51:46 AM
The Chosen follow Hollyhocks to the Harras, a gigantic dome shaped hall, set once again within a vast whistal tree.
As you take your places you notice some familiar faces; as well as Hollyhocks and some of his fellow druids you spot Silkshanks Surefoot (Female Stallion and owner of the Surefoot Vineyards), and Hogar Brass-Hoof, hotheaded Stallion of the FireMane tribe (who visited the Chosen once on Bridge Isle), along with around 20 others stallions of the grand tribes of Centaur isle.
With a final call for silence the meeting begins, though the tension in the air is palpable.
The Harras Speaker steps forward and addresses the assembly.
"It has been brought to the attention of the Harras that, as we speak, the minotaurs prepare for war!" Gasps and cries of rage greet this comment; clearly some had heard, whilst others are all too aware. "Informants have told us that they prepare an invasion fleet, and plan to strike today!" At this uproar ensues, as everyone starts shouting their opinions. Hollyhocks hangs his head in despair.
"There are also other, unsubstantiated rumours" yells the speaker, struggling to be heard over the hubbub, "that an unidentified army approaches from the East! This Harras must decide upon a course of action!" This second comment meets with little or no response. Everyone is far too concerned about the immediate threat posed by the minotaurs to worry about mysterious phantom armies. Indeed, one calls out "Rubbish! It's just a Minotaur trick! They seek to catch us off guard!"
Hogar is the first to speak. "This is not a Harras, this is a Council of War!" he bellows, shaking his fist and stamping. "We have borne the warlike ways of the minotaurs for too long! I say we strike first, catch them by surprise and destroy them before they destroy us!"
Silkshanks is more circumspect, advising caution, but apparently somewhat swayed by Hogar. It is true, she agrees, that they cannot allow Minotaur aggression to continue, and that if the reports are true they must prepare to fight.
Only Hollyhocks and his fellow Druids council peace. "We must parley with them! Everything must be tried to avert war! We must seek unity for our people, after so many centuries of fighting! Even if this report of a military build-up is true, we must try to follow the path of peace!"
He does not receive a very good reception.
"Domi's Chosen are here with me today" he calls, as the others try to drown him out. "They of all of us are best positioned to understand the clash between our cultures, and how best to calm it. Will you hear them?"
After some conferring the Speaker agrees. "Very well, you may step forward."
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday May 2nd, 2002 1:26:53 PM [OOC: Sorry Sam, I dropped the ball on my answer to Kale. here it is]
Although distracted, after a moment the wemic bard gives an answer to Kale. "I'm not Zeoll the Grreaterr, who led you. I'm not trrying to usurrp his place orr the place of any of the Chosen. Domi did not choose me, so I am grrateful just to be able to follow you and help wherre I can. I have adopted the name of Zeoll only as a memorrial. But I know that I am the least of all, so I call myself Zeoll the Lesserr. I have not intended to offend anyone."
At the parliament, as the Chosen speak, Zeoll softly hums and croons wordlessly, as a complement to whatever the main speaker says. By tuning his quiet song to the speech, he tries to make the words carry, and to have more weight.
[OOC: Zeoll is using his Bardic Inspire Competence ability, in order to give a +2 bonus to the skill check (Diplomacy, most likely) of the main speaker (Kenisha, most likely). That's one of his three uses of bardsong per day.]
Flat-top Thursday May 2nd, 2002 5:58:08 PM
"That's alright, Zeoll, tell us did you see the bridges that goes to keep Island? You see they are invisable . They are visible to only to those who needs, or is needed, or Chosen that can see thoes bridges. They connect to all three Island. So if you came to us over the bridge, you might be needed or Chosen. youu came over the bridge didn't you Kale? As for me and Kenisha we arrived by the bridge the first time. Kale and the rest of the party will be with you." Flat takes his place with Kenisha and Leets for unity, watching the all around the arena. "We better watch our back?" Flat-top will look for trouble and the safety of the Minotaurs and Weinics.
Kale Thursday May 2nd, 2002 6:44:48 PM
"I came on a ship, but the others that came with me are no longer here." Kale says to Flat-Top. then, after hearing all the arguments, Kale says nothing and shakes his head
Kalon the Wemic Thursday May 2nd, 2002 10:06:36 PM
Kalon shakes his head wearily and waits to allow Kenisha to speak to the Harras.
Kenisha d20+6=25 Friday May 3rd, 2002 12:25:58 AM
Kenisha steps foward, bows, and announces in a clear strong voice, "The enemy is indeed at our gates and we must prepare for WAR!!" She pauses for a moment the holds up a hand. "But the enemy is not the ones you seem to expect. It is not the Minotaurs, nor the Wemics, but the evil army of the false god, Marteaus. He and his sneaky agents have been pitting all of the Taurs, indeed all the races of the Wold against each other. His goal is clear. By dissension he seeks to keep the Taurs from uniting and fighting against his army of darkness. By keeping us at our own throats, he seeks to destroy us from within!"
Kenisha turns to face each member of the Harras as she continues on without a break. "Are we going to let this false god dictate our will? I say no! Will we stand idly by as his army ravishes the Wold? Again I say No! Are we afraid to do as our God Domi commanded us to do, namely to unite with our fellow Taurs? NO! We are Taurs, chosen of Tomi... Imod... Domi!"
"If we are to survive, we must unite and fight our common enemy. But before we can do that, we must all fight the prejudices and fears that have festered too long in our hearts. The Miotaurs fear treachery from us. We fear attacks from the Minotaurs. And the Wemics, well, they distrust both of us."
"We have just come from Minotaur Island. We went there to pray at their temple in order to prepare the Heartstone for a ritual which we hope will cause it to beat again with the spirit of all Taurs. The invasion fleet was being dismantled even as we left. It saddens me to say, but it took the Rite of Blood to set things right there. Not sad that the rite occured, mind you, but sad that it took a fight to the death to remove one more of Marteaus' influences from our Isles."
"All three Taur races must parlay together so that we can prepare ourselves against the rising tide of evil that is lapping at our mutual shores. And if we do not... may the remaining Gods of good have mercy on our souls."
With that she bows again and returns to the rest of the Chosen to await what the Harras think of her speech.
Brahmah d20+5=15 Friday May 3rd, 2002 2:12:32 AM
Brahmah goes with Kenisha to the meeting.
He does not speak, for it is the leader of the Chosen that must do so.
He shakes his head in agreement at the mention of the Rite of Blood. Brahmah shinks back behind Kenisha, not happy at himself for the death of Raakis (he could have been a great combatant in the war).
He stays very alert while at the meeting. (Spot Check of 15)
Leets d20+5=25 Friday May 3rd, 2002 5:35:17 AM
Leets stands by Kenisha's side during all her speech, trying to find his brother in the crowd but not finding him. He nods when when Kenisha has finished and then makes one step forward.
"Brothers Centaurs! I am Leets Talric of the Talric tribe,Chosen of Domi, Son of Stallion Cyrus Talric, and among you I see many who fought by his side, and perhaps saw him fall bravely at the battle. Among you I see many of our most fearsome warriors and skilled leaders, and I can feel the fierce desire for battle in your hearts and souls, because I am not different from you!"
"Brothers Centaurs! This time it shall not be another battle! Time has come for WAR now, and Domi is finally giving us an opportunity to show that his legacy is flowing in our veins, that we can honor him on the battlefield, and that we have enough strength in our hearts to face the most terrible threat the Wold has ever known!"
"This threat, Brothers, will not come from the Minotaur Islands! You have faced and fought Minotaurs long enough to know that I'm speaking only truth! Minotaurs are strong, skilled, proud and formidable opponents: it is not me who will teach you that! You all have enough scars and ancient wounds to remember it! But are Minotaurs EVIL? They are certainly the only equals we can have on the battlefield, but once again I ask you: ARE THEY EVIL? You all know that they are not more evil than us!"
"The true threat, Brothers, is coming from the east, as surely as the sun will rise from this direction tomorrow, Marteaus will make darkness fall on the Wold like a new dawn of terror! HE, the FALSE GOD, is the only THREAT, HE is the only EVIL we shall FIGHT!"
"I tell you, Brothers, that the Holy War against Marteaus and his legions is about to begin, and you can be sure that Minotaurs will be ready for it! What will be said about us? You all, Brothers Centaurs, must take your weapons, and prepare for the battle! And when the generations to come will ask you 'What were you doing when Evil was at our door? What were you doing when time came to honor Domi?' you will be able to stand up, to raise your head and to say: "I WAS THERE!" and then what you will see in the eyes of your children, your grandchildren, will have no price..."
Leets then unsheathes his sword and raise it as high as he can.
"We are about to enter an area of darkness Brothers Centaurs, but it shall not be said that we stood backward! We will take our weapons and show Minotaurs, and show Domi, and show Marteaus, what our pople can do on the battlefield! Night is about to fall Brothers, but a wise Paladin who was also my mother, once told me that it is at the darkest hour that one can recognize his true allies!"
"I ask it NOW Brothers Centaurs: Who will stand by Domi's side?"
"WHO WILL STAND BY OUR SIDE!"
Raorr Friday May 3rd, 2002 8:45:59 AM
Raorr shrugsand says "Yeap, this does look like the war council"
He looks at the members for a moment he thinks how much glory and fame he'd have back on minotaur isle, if he wiped out these politicians. He'd end any possible chance the minotaurs would have of losing if a war still broke out despite the chosen's plea.
"No!" he says as he closes his eyes and shakes his head trying remove the intruding unheathly thought from his mind. Raorr's purpose is to unite the taurs not to defeat the Centaurs.
Raorr frowns and continues to wait mumbling something like "...the clip-clop...driving... me crazy"
DM Carl: The Chosen: Warrior Diplomats of Domi Friday May 3rd, 2002 9:39:48 AM
The words of Kenisha and Leets totally silence the Harras. Hollyhocks closes his eyes and smiles, perhaps offering some silent prayer of thanks. The power of your words seem to have swayed the majority of the Stallions, and much excited debate breaks out amongst them. The moderates such as Silkshanks greet news of the breakup of the Minotaur invasion with great relief.
Only Hogar continues to argue the case for war against Minotaur Isle. "No! It's all a Minotaur trick, can't you see? We were warned of this! They've been duped, and all this talk of Marteaus and his army is just trickery! What proof do you have of this 'evil army?' Have you seen it? No! It's just a trick to weaken and divide us!"
But the eloquent speakers of the Chosen have persuaded enough of the Harras. The Speaker calls for a vote, and it is decided to send a peace envoy to Minotaur Isle, along with an envoy to Wemic Isle, in order to prepare for whatever approaches from the East. Some sort of defence must be put in place against this fearful army of the Dark Lord.
Even Hogar, seeing the vote go against him, agrees to abide by the decision of the Harras and abandon his plans of war with the Minotaurs, though he is not happy about it...
OK, feel free to post.
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday May 5th, 2002 3:11:44 PM
The wemic bard does not seem at all surprised by the outcome. "How could it have gone otherrwise?" he asks the Chosen when they have a private moment. "No one can stand against the rrighteousness of yourr sacrred purrpose. The only rreason we Taurrs are not alrready joined as one is because you Chosen cannot be in morre than one place at a time."
"Well, that challenge passed, do let us see to the fallen altarr. Wherre's that Tharrdius?"
Kenisha Sunday May 5th, 2002 11:30:48 PM
Smiling with relief, Kenisha nods. "Yes, let's find out if this Thardius is there yet. We still have to make it to the temple."
Raorr Monday May 6th, 2002 12:32:59 AM
Raorr begins to leave quickly, "that's good I was afraid the centaurs were going to be as hard to convince as the Minotaurs"
Brahmah d20+5=10 Monday May 6th, 2002 12:52:01 AM
Walking up to Kenisha with a look of concern on his face, Brahmah leans over to speak quietly to her, "We keep 'n eye on that Hogar fellow I say!"
OOC:Brahmah is going to pay close attention to Hogar and his friends, mainly to see if they may conspire against the Chosen (ie. if they sneak away secretly), Spot check of 10, 11 centaur related.
Leets Monday May 6th, 2002 4:19:11 AM
"Glad to see that the Centaurs will also follow the holy path. If we could unite our people in this holy war we could all gain much..."
"Now let's go, I really want to meet this Thardius, and see what's lying in this hole too..."
Kale Monday May 6th, 2002 8:58:47 AM
without a word Kale just stands there with his arms crossed behind him.
Kalon the Wemic Monday May 6th, 2002 10:58:05 AM
After Kenisha's speech he steps up close,"Wonderfully done my love" then gives her a hug. Looking at Leets he adds, "You as well Leets you have done your family honor and yourself as well"
That said he takes Kenisha's hand and goes with the group to me Thardius
DM Carl: Fear of Flying d20+2=13 Monday May 6th, 2002 1:37:32 PM
Hollyhocks approaches the Chosen as they leave and cannot begin to thank you enough. "That was magnificent!" he grins; "I fully expected war to break out, and with but a few words... magnificent!"
Brahmah is not so sure of unqualified success, and eyes Hogar suspiciously as you leave. You notice him deep in conversation with a pair of burly centaurs, but before you can attempt to get an idea of the topic of their conversation he looks up, and your eyes meet. The look Hogar gives Brahmah could not be described as hatred, but it is not far off.
Hollyhocks leads the Chosen back to Clearspring Temple, and by the time you arrive Xith is back, along with an ancient looking centaur. His white beard reaches down to his knees, and his dappled grey coat is piebald and in serious need of grooming. He wears a tattered old body warmer, that may once have been red velvet, but now is a sort of uneven muddy colour. As you approach Hollyhocks begins to whisper to you "About Thardius, perhaps I should have explained..." But before he can continue he is cut off.
"'Bout time!" Thardius snaps, as the Chosen arrive. "I've been 'ere fully 'alf'nour, freezin' me chaps off. Don' they teach punctuality in Chosen school these days?" Behind him Xith gestures that they have been there no longer than a couple of minutes, and you can tell yourself that the fine and sunny day is one of the warmest in weeks. The cantankerous old taur continues, without turning round; "An' you can stop all that waving about an' such, me lad, if you know what's good for you." Xith goes beetroot, and thrusts his hands behind his back, staring at the floor..
"Now then, I 'ear ya want to go down that there hole and spend the night in the sunken temple. Lot of ole' nonsense, if ye ask me, but thass the young for you, less sense than a bucket o' pigswill. Now back in my day, the young did what thems was told, an' would get a good clip round the ear if they gave any sass. Still, no 'oldin' back progress, or so they tell me. Well then."
And he begins to rummage in his pack for something. As he does so Hollyhocks rolls his eyes apologetically at you.
Thardius pulls out what looks at first glance like an old twig that's been rolled in mud and dropped in a bird's nest, then snapped and tied back together again. Badly.
"'Ere we go! One wand o' flyin', this'll getcha down." He strides over to the crater entrance, waves the wand experimentally and mutters a few words under his breath. Nothing much happens apart from a couple of the feathers flutter down to earth. "Right! Who's first?"
Zeoll the Lesser Monday May 6th, 2002 1:48:47 PM
The wemic bard springs to his feet and volunteers. "I'll be firrst to go, grrandfather," he says. "Forr if therre is any dangerr, we can ill afforrd to lose anotherr Chosen, while folk like me arre a gold piece a grross in the Wold!"
Zeoll bows low and looks at Kenisha for approval.
Flat-top Monday May 6th, 2002 2:39:16 PM
"I'll be next, Grandsire! Pick me!" Flat-top waves and speak loudly ang marches up tho the Ols Centaur. But on his way there and on passing Flat-top speaks to Brahmah, Kale and Raorr,"I notice what look like a heavy conversation between Hogar and the other two Stalions. I don't trust him, we better watch our backs. Evevn if we do go down into that temple."
Leets Monday May 6th, 2002 2:56:10 PM
Leets puts his hand on Zeoll the Lesser's shoulder.
"If there is any kind of danger in the bottom of this abyss, I will certainly not let you go first...We are Chosen, for the better and the worst..."
Leets then comes as close as possible from the hole, and tries to detect evil downward.
Kale Monday May 6th, 2002 7:38:03 PM
"ill go last, since everyone seems to be eager to go first". Kale says with a little smirk on his face
Kenisha Monday May 6th, 2002 8:59:02 PM
Kenisha nods to Brahmah when he whispers his warning about Hogar. "I agree. I did not like the way he was looking at you either."
At the crater, Kenisha smiles politely to the elder, Thardius, as he rants, "Apologies, reverant one. We meant no disrespect; we needed to speak before the Harras and were delayed."
After he waves the wand and everyone has spoken so far, Kenisha asks, "Good sire, will you be coming down with us? I only ask because we will need a way back up as well, unless there is some other means of leaving the temple."
Brahmah Monday May 6th, 2002 9:40:57 PM
Brahmah just shrugs at the Chosen's leader, "We'll see."
Knodding at Flat-tops remark, Brahmah says, "W'ther Centaur or any Taur look at me like that, I don't like it!"
Swaggering up to Roarr Brahmah says with a whisper, "Friend! If need we take on these centaur mooks t'gether, agreed!?" Smile wide and honest. "NOW! How deep IS that hole!"
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday May 7th, 2002 9:12:14 AM
As he waits his turn he says, "Perhaps we should always be vigilant and stop looking for trouble with our brothers. The old hatreds will not dry up in days. So we should be leading by example and stop expecting our brothers to become our enemies." looking at Flat-top and Brahmah then finally at Raorr, "We have plenty enough enemies to deal with without looking for more. Let's lead by example and trust in Hogar until he proves untrustworthy"
DM Carl: Going Down Tuesday May 7th, 2002 12:17:37 PM
One by one the aged magician casts his magic over you, until at the end you are all bobbing in the air, trying to get used to the curious sensation.
"Right, hop to it!" grumbles Thardius, pointing at the crater lip. "You only have an hour or so flying time. Or is it less? Ooh, the trouble my memory gives me these days, you wouldn't believe..."
At Kenisha's question he laughs in disbelief. "Me? Go down there? You must be mad! Not on yer life!" Behind him Hollyhocks gestures that he will sort things out, however.
Those floating over the seemingly bottomless drop must make a Fort check (DC 12) or feel distinctly ill (fly at half speed).
As you descend into the darkness the comforting rays of the sun are soon lost, and below is nothing but darkness.
Leets is able to feel the opressive aura of evil, all around him.
Leets d20+9=21 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 2:52:55 PM
Slowly floating in the air, Leets looks worried as he glances at those who are about to explore the hole...
"Be careful everybody...Very careful...Maybe it is neither Minotaurs, neither Centaurs that will be waiting for us this time..."
With those words, he dives into the shadows, unless Kenisha says otherwise.
Flat-top d20+7=21 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 3:36:46 PM
(OOC: Made my Fort) Flat-top make a jump off the edge and in mid air he makes a four way split (N-S-E-W) with his hooves. "Come Taurs, OH! I forgot to pick up the arc. Would you two minotaurs bring it with Youuuu" You hear his echo as flat-top descends.
Raorr d20+9=27 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 5:44:36 PM
Raorr looks at Brahmah and says "What look are you talking about Brahmah?" The minotaur looks around, looking confused.
-- Forgot to press submit --
Raorr looks at the mage and chuckles "At least it isn't a lid to a garbage can." As the minotaur remebers his journey in which he slew a purple worm.
Before heading down he grabs a hold of the arc and attempts to float over and down the hole.
Kenisha d20+4=22 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 6:50:07 PM
Kenisha smiles at Hollyhocks and after making sure Raorr is managing with the arc, she heads down the hole. "Everyone be careful now."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=20 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 7:52:54 PM
Swooping and looping, Zeoll laughs in delight at his new flying ability, forgetting that he had volunteered to go first.
"Thank you, good Tharrdius!" he exclaims. "But how do we get back up in the morrning?"
After waiting for an answer, if there is one, Zeoll heads down into the hole. He takes his Everburning Torch from his wemic-style backpack to help light the way. The wemic bard keeps his eyes and ears open, and he whistles as he descends into the dark.
Brahmah d20+7=22 d20+5=12 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 1:51:40 AM
OOC:Fort Save 22.
Looking at Kalon with a blank expression, Brahmah says, "Maybe yur not cautous e'nuf! We'r Chosen, we must be vigilant."
"Roarr, nevermind. Just know I have yur back Friend!" The minotaur smiles, and walks to the hole.
"I'm r'edy to go!" Brahmah secures his gear, and weapons, then descends into the hole. Looking around as he goes. (Spot of 12)
Kale d20+4=22 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 9:10:30 AM
floating for a moment in order to get his bearings, Kale speeds down the hole as fast as he can, his bow out and his eyes searching for danger
Kalon the Wemic d20+6=13 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 10:59:48 AM
Kalon looks at Brahmah. "I am ever vigilant but I don't look for enemies wherever I go for if you look for enemies more likely then not you will find some."
As Kalon steps out into the air he feels very uncomfortable not having his feet on the earth.
"Being high on Plateau City was one thing. This is something else entirely" he thinks to himself. However a couple of deep breaths and he quickly focuses his will on the task at hand.
OOC: Made Fotitude barely
DM Carl: Down Amongst The Dead Men Wednesday May 8th, 2002 12:34:21 PM
Roarr has no trouble with the HeartStone. The ark is hardly necessary, the stone has grown so light. It is easy for him to carry under one arm.
The Chosen swoop on down, their path lit by Zeoll's torch. It is not long before you reach the shattered top of the temple tree, spreading out beneath you. There is a large aperture that takes you inside, and the true scale of the Clearspring temple begins to dawn on you.
The inside is immense, a vast echoing chamber 900 feet in height, and perhaps 100 feet in diameter. The sensation of being able to see down 900 feet to the base is disconcerting to say the least. But you thank your lucky stars for Zeoll's light; this would be an even more unpleasant journey in total darkness.
As you descend you are able to make out some details of the temple. Those of you who have been here before in happier days are shocked at the transformation. The great Whistal tree is now rotting, corrupted; it stinks of death and decay. The walls are black, twisted, and slick with putrefaction. And now you all feel a pervading sense of evil in the stale air; as you float down to the altar that stands askew at the shattered base of the mighty tree, you are shaken by the opression, the darkness, and the sense of ill-defined dread that hangs heavy in the air.
Scattered here and there are the skeletons of centaurs, no doubt those poor souls who were inside the temple when it fell into the earth.
Far, far up above you see a pinprick of light through the gap in the tree 'roof'. Over the next half an hour or so it begins to fade as far up above the sun begins to set. You gather around the HeartStone, set upon the altar, with the torch burning between you, throwing alarming and unearthly shadows on the gnarled and rotting tree walls. The prospect of spending an entire night down here in the bowels of the Wold is not a pleasant one...
(OOC: DM Carl: Everyone must make 3 will saves vs. DC 15 (if you don't roll you are assumed to have failed!). But for the time being please don't react to the rolls. Thank you, and have a pleasant night...
Muwahahahaha!)
Flat-top d20+2=18 d20+2=15 d20+2=18 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 3:47:18 PM
As they decends and start to see the decay, the damage,and the stink of death. It hurt Flat-top to see the wall black, twisted and stained with slimy mold. "Oh! Kenisha! the altar is in ruin, the skeletons. The air is full of death." Them Flat-ton look kup and see the light is fading. "What do we do next?"
Raorr d20=18 d20=14 d20=19 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 5:50:14 PM
Raorr sets down the heartstone at the alter and says "What do we do next? Isn't it obvious? WE stay here for the night and deal with the rest when morning cometh."
Raorr plops his gear down and relaxes "Now at least we won't be attacked so far from our enemies. This will be an evening to relax and finally get some good shut eye."
Brahmah d20-2=16 d20-2=7 d20-2=15 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 6:30:40 PM
Brahmah descends into the deep.
(OOC:Will saves, 16,7, 15 respectively)
Seeing the carnage, Brahmah's only reply to it is, "Wow!"
Kenisha d20+6=19 d20+6=16 d20+6=25 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 7:06:32 PM
"Raorr's half correct." Kenisha says after she casts a Light spell on the wall near the altar to help keep the gloom away. "We stay the night yes, but we must all meditate. As to any attacks. While more Taurs will not be bothering us tonight, there are other things about that might. And by the looks of this temple, I'd say our true enemies are closer than you think, Raorr."
She settles herself before the Heartstone and opens her mind and soul to thoughts of Unity, Tomi, and Courage.
(ooc Will saves are 19, 16, and 25. The light spell will last for 40 minutes and unless it will interfer with her meditation, she will recast it periodically throughout the night five more times)
Zeoll the Lesser d20+7=27 d20+7=24 d20+7=23 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 8:46:13 PM
Zeoll flies down the pit. At first he is carefree and happy, but as the light dwindles, so does his enthusiasm. In fact, to an observer, Zeoll's face becomes strangely flat and vacant in the flickering light of his Ever-burning Torch. His eyes roll back into his head, and only the whites show. Just before he floats to the floor, he wakes up. He looks around as if chased by hell hounds. He begins to shake uncontrollably, and his voice cracks -- the first time you ever heard him lose vocal control.
"I ... I ... Oh! Help! Oh!"
He breathes deeply and tries to calm himself down. He hums a little under his breath. After a minute, he has composed himself well enough to speak.
"Please everrybody," Zeoll the Lesser calls softly, "please come arround and hearr tidings of imporrt and woe!"
His voice changes, and he chants in a soft but compelling voice. In a happy drream, a vision. In a vision was a taverrn. Therre the painted Wyrrm danced Crrimson. Therre was I in spirrit forrm.
Many herroes therre werre also. Chief of them was fearrless Valdorr. Came to Valdorr then a message. Brrought by two thrrough heavy storrm.
Brrought by storrm frrom distant rreaches, Farr came they to give theirr speeches.
Spoke the valiant two of endings. Frrom the Edge they said they trravelled. Frrom the Edge of all crreation. Frrom the borrderr of the Wold.
But, said they, the Edge was moving. Coming closerr day and hourr. Fasterr moving is the borrderr. That's the news to us they told.
News that fast the Edge advances, Eating all in vast expanses!
Then thought I, wrrapped in the vision, That the futurre now is prresent! This must be the stunning futurre. That the Chosen saw beforre.
So the futurre now advances. And the Edges of crreation. Arre contrracting, inwarrd falling. Nothingness we all abhorr.
Now we see the sad conclusion. Fasterr now the Void's intrrusion. Coming fasterr to the corre.
That's the news I came to brring you. News that loathe was I to sing you, News we can't ignorre.
Zeoll ends his chanted story and answers any questions in his normal voice. [OOC: I suggest that interested people read the Red Wyrm Inn board to get the details of what Zeoll relates.]
After a time, when he finally regains enough presence of mind to really look around at where he is, Zeoll the Lesser looks sadly at the bodies. "It grrieves me," he says, "to see the fallen serrvants of Domi lying carrelessly all about. Can't we do something?" He asks Leets and Kenisha for permission to treat the bodies with respect, in a way that centuar folk would find appropriate. Maybe to bury the bodies, or to place them reverently nearby. Crinkling his nose, he works to pay his respects.
He is sad that he is not yet a priest, and knows no funeral prayer -- it boosts his determination to honor the gods as Zeoll the Greater did. He asks Leets to say a few words, and he listens very closely.
Kalon the Wemic d20+5=23 d20+5=25 d20+5=13 Thursday May 9th, 2002 12:33:15 AM
Kalon still unsteady from the flying notes the sad condition of the temple. He settles in close to Kenisha as she begins her meditation he does as well. In his head envisioning the temple as it must have looked instead of the way it does now.
OOC: If any of the Will saves are versus enchantment I have a further +2
Leets Thursday May 9th, 2002 4:59:09 AM
"By all the Gods of Light..." Says Leets as the group approaches the tree, "What kind of magic could change such a holy place in...such a thing?!?"
He then considers the skeletons lying.
"You are right Zeoll, those would need to be buried. However, perhaps it's not the right place to bury one's body...Their souls could be traped by the evil power now ruling this place. Instead of burying them, we should burn their remains and bring the ashes to the surface..."
Kale d20+1=4 d20+1=3 d20+1=6 Thursday May 9th, 2002 10:03:59 AM
grimly silent, Kale looks at one of the skeletons closely. "I wonder who it was?" he says to himself(managed to fail all my will saves)
DM Carl: The Abyss gazes Also Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:10:47 AM
As the long night wears on each of you are plagued by dark thoughts, worrisome fears engendered by this unholy location. The taint of Marteaus is strong here. Only the proximity of your companions, the HeartStone atop the lit altar and the righteous power of your paladin, Leets, are able to keep the night terrors at bay.
Regardless, as the night wears on, each of you succumbs to some degree to your fears, which turn swiftly to full blown visions!
Leet's Vision (Kakorraphiophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:12:42 AM
Leets becomes increasingly aware of the insurmountable odds that face the Chosen. It seems as if only they and a handful of other adventurers stand between the Dark Lord and the destruction of the Wold. They are nothing, how can they stand against a God? And yet what price failure?
Suddenly you are seized with a powerful vision. You see the whole of the Wold, as if from high above. It is indescribably beautiful, beneath wisps of could, the sunlight shimmering over the oceans. But it is shrinking; the edges of the Wold are falling off into the void and the disk is getting smaller and smaller, until soon only the Taur Islands remain. Then it is only Bridge Isle. Then only Hearthold keep. Relentlessly the horizon grows smaller and smaller, people are clinging desperately to the shrinking rim, then tumbling screaming into the endless void... and then there is nothing, only darkness, eternal darkness.
Kalon's Vision (Bathophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:14:51 AM
Kalon feels crushed by the impossible mass of earth and rock above him. The weight seems to be crushing him, enclosing him. He feels entombed, deep in the dark, so far from the sky and the light.
And then all that is gone, and Kalon is floating high over an idyllic Centaur Isle. The mighty whistal tree that was Clearspring Temple stands fully 900 feet tall, enormous even amongst the titanic trees of Centaur Isle. The sun plays over her beautiful foliage, birds sing, and all is at peace... and then without warning a God dies, and the sky turns black.
With a terrible rumbling, and then an almighty crack like the death knell of the very planet, the entire Temple crashes down, down, into the bowels of the Wold, branches old as glaciers shorn off like so much kindling. It plummets deeper and deeper, down into the eternal dark, down into a grave deeper than the UnderWold itself, until it lands, in total silence, on an endless grey plain, where it stands surrounded by the limitless, eternal ranks of the dead...
Kale's Vision (Sciophobia) (Panicked) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:17:26 AM
Traditional ally of the Rogue, the shadows down here seem filled with terrible potential, a malevolence that promises untold evil. The unrelenting pressure builds and builds, and Kale is not sure if he can bear the terror.
In his mind's eye a great shadow spreads across the Wold like a dark bloodstain, blotting out city after city until the whole Wold lies beneath its deathly thrall. And that shadow is a living, breathing thing, a vast army, radiating primal evil, led by one overwhelmingly malignant presence. And as the last drop of light is bled from the Wold, Marteaus looks upon his works, and laughs and laughs and laughs...
Kenisha's Vision (Monophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:18:33 AM
Slowly the terrible oppressive atmosphere of this place brings home to Kenisha how truly alone they are. She is. For what value are companions, loved ones, in the face of peril such as this? If she draws close to them and they die, she will be more alone than ever. She grows increasingly isolated from her companions, and barely hears them or registers their presence. She is alone and remote, forever alone...
Beneath a boiling sky of bruised purple cloud, Kenisha stands alone atop a hill. Looking down she sees her companions the Chosen fighting for their lives, but can do nothing to reach them. Though they fight bravely, one by one they are cut down, until at last they are all dead. Only she stands atop the hill, alone for all eternity...
Zeoll's Vision (Septophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:20:25 AM
The stench of the fetid air and rotting tree sicken the Wemic to his stomach. All around the once mighty temple collapses into putrefaction, and the sight of such an ancient glory becoming corrupted and loathsome is almost more than Zeoll can bear.
And then Zeoll, your pupil, your greatest success, stands before you, proud and strong. He smiles at you, beckoning you towards him and into the darkness beyond. But as you step forward he begins to undergo a hideous transformation. Before your eyes his flesh begins to bubble and rot, stinking necrotic tissue falling away from his bones as maggots writhe through his putrefied flesh. His smile turns into a terrible death's head rictus, and when he speaks you know it is the voice of death; "You will join me master. This is the end that awaits us all..."
Flat Top's Vision (Pathophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:22:33 AM
As Flat Top looks around and sees the foul corruption of this once great temple, he is struck with a terrible certainty; amidst this decay and filth, disease must be rife. What untold ailments lie, invisible and deadly, waiting to strike them down? A foe no warrior can fight, an insidious, creeping death that threatens them all, against which there can be no defense!
Before the centaur can understand what is happening he sees a Dark Figure sitting alone within a Dark Tower. Green mists spread from him in all directions, mists laden with infection and death. These tendrils of affliction blight everything they touch. Plants, animals, people, all grow sick and die as the Wold is engulfed in dread disease, all of it emanating from that lone, Dark figure, which seems perversely to feed on the death and misery it sows...
Brahmah's Vision (Entomophobia) (Shaken) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:26:20 AM
The rotting Temple is alive with crawling, flying, buzzing creatures. Brahmah feels them all around him, crawling over him, and their limitless number and dark, alien intelligence fills the warrior with an irrational dread.
As you huddle down, trying to brush invisible creatures from your fur, you suddenly feel a presence in front of you. The Minotaur High Priest Raakis stands before Brahmah, hands outstretched in supplication. He whispers "It cannot be!" as the blood pours from the wounds inflicted by Brahmah's blades. And then the blood is not blood at all, but a stream of insects, pouring from his every wound, his eyes, his mouth... The swarm covers him completely, devouring him alive, until nothing is left but an empty shrunken husk which crumbles to dust before your eyes...
Roarr's Vision (Asthenophobia) Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:28:55 AM
Roarr has the most awful feeling that his great strength is draining away. In this dark and Gods-forsaken place, far from the vitality of the sun, he suddenly feels as weak as a newborn calf. How can he fight like this? What good is he to the Chosen if his strength is gone?
And then he blinks in surprise. Gone is the rotting temple and his companions. Instead he stands atop a verdant hill, feeling the power within him, confident and sure. Then, without warning, the sky goes black. The twin moons turn blood red, bathing the entire landscape in a deathly scarlet glow. And before his eyes Roarr's great muscles begin to wither, like rotting fruit on the vine. He is shrinking; so weak now he cannot stand. He falls to his knees, and all around the vitality is being drained from every living thing, leeched out, being sucked into an enormous dark figure that dominates the skyline, and bestrides the Wold like a Colossus. And as the skeletal Roarr pitches forward onto his face, to weak even to hold himself upright, he knows the name of that terrible figure; it is Marteaus, Dark Lord, Slayer of Gods.
DM Carl: Repercussions Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:39:05 AM
The visions subside, leaving you disturbed and frightened. Brahmah is profoundly shaken by his experience, but Kale simply cannot bear it. He snaps, and runs screaming, desperate to get out. Every shadow scares him more than the last, and you begin to fear that he may have lost his mind entirely.
You struggle to keep him from doing himself or anyone else an injury, and finally it requires Kenisha casting a Sleep spell on him to pacify him.
The incident leaves everyone upset and troubled, and the night drags on and on.
Finally, towards the end of the night all present hear a voice that echoes through the vastness of the dead and rotting temple;
"Even a God may die at the Hand of a Mortal. You must find the way, or face the End for a final time." And that voice somehow helps calm tattered nerves, and soothe troubled hearts. Kale awakes, and though he remains fearful, he is at least calm. The HeartStone seems imbued with a subtle new radiance, and comfort can be drawn from it.
And now morning light filters down; from high up above you spy Hollhocks descending accompanied by a bitterly complaining Thardius, and it is not long before the Chosen are able to fly back out into the new day's sun, with new dark terrors lurking in their souls, but with the knowledge that they have gazed into the abyss, and lived to walk away.
Leets Thursday May 9th, 2002 12:11:04 PM
Breathless and astonished, Leets must concentrate during a couple of minutes to realize it was just an illusion, a pure product of his frightened mind...But was it really, he is not even sure...
"It is too late to do anything for the bodies of those porr centaurs. The powers at work in this place are simply too great...I'll pray for their souls, but there is nothing to do anymore for the flesh..."
Quickly, but toughtful and looking behind him carefuly, Leets will come to the surface, worried...
Flat-top Thursday May 9th, 2002 1:18:19 PM
Flat-top is wet from perspiration, he yells "THE WOLD IS FULL OF DECAY, DISEASE AND DEADLY GREEN MIST. LOOK IT'S COMING FROM THAT DARK FIGURE, HE'S . . . he's . . ."
Then Flat-top realizes where he is, now turn to Kenisha "We better hurry with the Heart, before this place drives us mad.
Flat-top will go into a prayer and keep one fearful eye open.
Kale Thursday May 9th, 2002 7:51:46 PM
struggling to overcome the fear he feels, Kale pulls out his sword and grips it with two hands. "I need to leave. I need to leave." whispers Kale over and over as he moves along with the others, his head moving back and forth franticly, waiting for the horrors that are hiding from him to reveal themselves
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=6 Thursday May 9th, 2002 8:33:59 PM
[OOC: Made Fortitude save to gauge reaction to vision. Failed badly!]
Zeoll, although normally one to embrace visions, has evidently had enough of them for one day! What with the drenching and the edges of the Wold collapsing in the place of the Crimson Wyrm, compounded with a scene of incomparable and disgusting horror, Zeoll's body and mind fail him utterly. After the vision of Zeoll the Greatly Rotten speaks, Zeoll the Lesser faints away.
When he comes to, Zeoll is uncharacteristicly subdued, and just sits quietly. He seems buoyed, though, by the sacred voice.
Brahmah d20=5 Thursday May 9th, 2002 9:54:18 PM
Brahmah awakes in a horrified yelp, brushing and clawing at himself, drawing blood. He stands up and strips off his armor (which no one has seen him do, EVER) and begins shaking it out. He empties his pack and then realizes he is among friends, then calms greatly, no longer frantic. Donning his armor again, he begins repacking his bag, a moment later he screams and cowers at a spider climbing the wall. "Kill it! Kill it!" He yells clutching his Falchion, but not drawing it. "Imod help me!! Raakis, I'm sorry!"
OOC: Brahmah's mind starts running at the sight of the spider, thinking of ways to kill it without going near it. Knowledge (nature) check of 5. :)
Kenisha Thursday May 9th, 2002 11:22:05 PM
Kenisha's body shakes as her vision unfolds before her. As she watches the Chosen die, she bites down on the heel of her hand to keep from screaming.
In a perverse way, she is glad when Kale goes nuts as it forces her mind to dwell on the here and now and not the nightmarish vision. Even afterwards, she stays close to Kalon's side.
She wants to ask him to promise not to leave her, but does want the negativity of the vision to spread.
On the way back, she does speak up about her vision. Her voice trembles as she speaks, "Down there, I was struck with the fear of losing everyone I hold near and dear to me. I watched from a hill as all of you were killed in battle and I could do nothing about it. Nothing."
She takes a deep breath before continuing. "I do believe this vision was sent by Marteaus to turn me from our path. Given the reactions from several of you, I must assume that each of us had a vision last night, yes? While they are disturbing and evil, if we each face our fear and talk about it, we might be able to overcome them and maybe even learn something useful to use against our enemies."
Raorr Friday May 10th, 2002 12:35:09 AM
Raorr shrugs and slumps after the vision. "How can we continue fighting that which can take everything we hold important and take it away at a whim." he looks around "What good will I be when he takes away my ability to fight him, I'm nothing without my strength, i'm a walking corpse. We won't suceed, we won't ever suceed." says the barbarian minotaur. an obvious look that he's beleiving his own words.
DM Carl: Aftermath Friday May 10th, 2002 6:22:36 PM
The Chosen rise once more into the light, but their night of terrors has left its mark. Hollyhocks can see at once that you are troubled, but keeps a respectful silence. Your demons are not his to pry into.
The Chosen make their way back to Bridge Isle with much to consider.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=5 Friday May 10th, 2002 11:56:06 PM
Thinking ahead, Zeoll tries to think about where the next destination for the Chosen might be. What temple is there on Wemic Island. [OOC: bardic Lore check is a roll of 1!]
But recent events -- visions, nightmares, and terrors indeed -- prevent the bard from concentrating. Surely he's heard of something in his native land ...
But he tries to remain upbeat as he declares, "Let's not dilly dally as the Wold crrumbles! On to Liontaurr Ilse!"
Kale Saturday May 11th, 2002 9:48:50 AM
glad to be out of the darkness, Kale sheaths his weapon and travels with the others in silence, lost in his thoughts
Brahmah Saturday May 11th, 2002 5:29:07 PM
Happy to be out the darkness and occassionally checking his armor for vermin, Brahmah travels to Wemic Island entirely in silence.
His mind wanders often drifting to the horrifying sight of Raakis and his infested corpse. Getting any sleep is noticably difficult, for when he lays down, he tosses and turns for hours.
Flat-top Saturday May 11th, 2002 6:24:37 PM
Flat-top feel ashamed and fearful, unable to help his companions. He prayers for the rest of the night. Day light brakes and he is so glad to leave, But tells himself that this fear is not natural and wonders if there was some magic going on. He is carrying his end of the Arc, and was never so glad to see Heartkeep. "Ahh! Yes! Zeoll, Weimic Island next, I wonder what to expect there?"
Kenisha Saturday May 11th, 2002 11:37:24 PM
"Yes, one last island to visit." Kenisha says with a weary voice.
"Where is the temple located there?" she asks a few minutes later.
Kalon the Wemic Monday May 13th, 2002 1:07:54 AM
When faced with the dreams he tried hard to put on a stoic face breathing deeply telling himself "It was only a dream. It has no power, it has no power." When the voice calms the group again he once again thought they are missing something.
"The gods are in a way dreams to us. At least until recently. Did we make them and did we banish them. Perhaps believing we can slay Marteaus is th way to defeat him." he thought to himself.
Despite his attempts to control his fears during the night he was very happy to see the morning and even happier when they were away free of the place.
After Kenisha spoke he moved to her and whispered, "Fear not for losing me because even if I die my heart and love will always be within you as long as you live" he then kissed and hugged her close to him
Leets Monday May 13th, 2002 2:53:24 PM
"I haven't been traveling much on Wemic Island...It's such a pity we have to go there in such circumstances...I have been thinking of those visions quite a lot too, and perhaps it's better it happened now rather than during a critical time. If, like I think, those were our most terrible fears, we now all have faces them once."
"I was also wondering, Kenisha, once we find the holy place on Wemic Island, and if we finally succeed in our quest, what shall we do then?"
"The Instrocctions" Asst, Dm Ceil Monday May 13th, 2002 7:32:16 PM
After a short rest and a very good meal.Tarsus in forms the Chosen that they must proceed at once to Liontaur Isle, and locate the Altar of Tomi. This used to reside in the Sacred Grove at Talsan, but since the Day of Darkness it may no longer be there. Once they have it they can bring it back to Bridge Isle. And the final ceremony for the restoration of the heart can take place.
(Sorry but DM Carl is working over time, and has ask me to fill in. CDM Jerry - I have to post a little early and cannot wait for you OK because we are having some bad storms here on the East Coast.)
Kenisha Monday May 13th, 2002 10:11:37 PM
Kenisha answers Leets' question with ferverent honesty. "Why to restore the Heart and use it to unite the Taurs to fight the evil forces bent on destroying to Wold!"
Brahmah d20+5=25 Monday May 13th, 2002 10:48:45 PM
The minotaur sailor just sits muttering to himself and watching everything, as if expecting something to happen at anytime. If you didn't know better, Brahmah MIGHT look paranoid.
OOC: Rolled a Spot check, natural 20 for a total of 25!! Yah! ~
Kalon the Wemic Tuesday May 14th, 2002 1:22:31 AM
Kalon waits for the group to depart then follows still deep in thought.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=24 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 6:53:01 AM
"Ah, yes, of courrse," Zeoll the Lesser muses, "the Sacrred Grrove at Talsan. That would be the place to go."
Zeoll strains to think of what he has heard of this place (Bardic Lore check = 24! Wow!).
The bard who hopes to be a priest some day listens intently to Kenisha's answer. "Rrestorre the Hearrt and unite the Taurrs ... That's an inspirring idea, worrthy Kenisha! Zeoll the Grreaterr must have thought of that -- it has the grrand ambition and insight he always exhibited."
Flat-top d20+1=15 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 8:50:45 AM
Flat-top eats the meal and slowly get ready to leave. Then ask skenisha " Do we leave the Heart here? and take the Arc to bring back the just the Alter?
So Flat-top leaves for Liontaur Isle with the others. (and is looking over everybodys shoulder. He's still a little fearful.(Spot -15))
Kale Tuesday May 14th, 2002 9:37:36 AM
"I think we take the heart with us Flat-Top." Kale says to the centaur "Though I hope this time it will be easier."
Zeoll the Lesser (breaking the rules by posting twice in one day) Tuesday May 14th, 2002 2:33:12 PM
Zeoll the Lesser is startled and upset by the news cried out by Lundy the Boomer! In case anyone has not heard, he tells everyone that the Armies of Marteus Domi-Slayer have attacked Centaur Island!
"Now we have NO time forr delay!" the bard cries! We must purrify the Hearrt herre, now! Then rrouse as many wemics as we can, go back to Brridge Island, complete the cerremony, rrouse the minotaurrs, and then lead all the Taurrs against Marrteus!"
"Hurrry!"
Leets Tuesday May 14th, 2002 3:20:38 PM
Leets hasn't been smiling for a very long time, but this is the way he answers to Kenisha's words.
"I had guessed it dear leader, but perhaps I didn't ask the right question: what I wanted to know is -how- we will do. To my eyes, the battle could be the best way to unite our peoples!"
The Sacred Grove
"The Sacred Grove" Asst. DM Ceil Tuesday May 14th, 2002 7:26:37 PM
Off the Chosen go, over the bridge and on to the Weimic Isle. As you approach the bridge, your heart jumps as you see how high it actually is above the ocean and how impossible it's ability to hold up it seems. Seagulls fly in and around the bridge oblivious to it's existance.The breakers crash onto the shore far below you and just for a mo,ent you imagine yourself hitting those rocks.
The Grove is very well known and the directions were very clear. A few hours and a few miles later, you are finally on the other side and heading for the grove.
What greets you; however, is not anything like what had envivioned. All that was left of the Grove is a few stumps and some piles of ash. Smell of ash assails your nostrils as you hoping to find someone to assist you.
A man emerges from behind one of the taller stumps. He carries a sword and shield and the holy symbol of Tomi. He dances while fighting an imaginary foe.
"Hold there! Have you seen this find specimen of a dragon? He's great fun to kill! Come join in! He doesn't mind."
Kenisha Tuesday May 14th, 2002 11:02:03 PM
In the face of Leets' questioning of the Chosen's path, Kenisha tells everyone before going over the bridge, "The Heart is a key element in defeating Marteaus, of this I am sure. Have you forgotten already what the bodiless voice has told us after each leg in our journey? What good is it to win the battle but lose the war?"
After arriving on Wemic Isle and meeting the man fighting apparently nothing. Kenisha eyes the man warily. "We would stop and join your fun, but alas we are on an important quest and time is of the essense. Do you know where the Altar of Tomi is now? We were told that it was last seen here."
Brahmah d20+5=11 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 12:55:40 AM
The heighth of the bridge worries Brahmah, he's very cautious while crossing. When he reaches the other side, he sighs heavily, as if releasing the weight of the Wold off his shoulders.
Coming to the Grove, he looks around, then smiles. "Looks like someones done some redecorating!"
Then when the man steps out swinging a sword, Brahmah instinctive draws both Falchions. "He's crazy, watch yurself!" He watches the man wide eyed (spot of 11) and listens for any impact from his blade upon an invisible foe. Then as if putting one and one together, he walks briskly over to Kenisha and tells her his thoughts. "Leader, I believe he might be crazy, but watch out, these trees WERE burned by somethin' and possibly a very HUGE somethin' with wings!"
Yelling across at the stranger, Brahmah askes very bluntly, "Who are you!?"
Kale Wednesday May 15th, 2002 9:04:16 AM
seeing the man slashing in the air and talking nonsense, Kale say "He's obviously crazy. Just move him aside and let us do what we need to do."
Leets Wednesday May 15th, 2002 3:00:11 PM
Leets looks at the man, not sure about what would be appropriate to do. He looks at the chosens and asks:
"Hm...Could somebody tell me what a MAN is doing here? He looks quite far away from his home, right?"
"Oh anyway he wears the holy symbol of Tomi...He cannot be a bad one..."
However, Leets will try to detect evil while walking in the direction of the man.
Flat-top Wednesday May 15th, 2002 4:26:02 PM
"Leader Kenisha, I agree with the rest of the party, HE is mad, quite mad, but look at him? Ungroomed, unwashed, dusty and must be hungry. Hmmm! maybe if we sort of kindly talk to him, we'll get some information." Flat-top yells at the man, "YO! I'll help kill the dragon, if you tell me where the dragon is?". Flat-top will take a couple of apples for the old man, and give it to him.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+11=16 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 4:52:29 PM
"Be peaceful, frriends. Herre, let me settle this active fellow down," Zeoll the Lesser says.
The liontaur bard takes out his bullroarer. It is a carved piece of wood on a cord -- a musical instrument that you play by whirling it around and around. As the bard plays it, the air fills with a vibrant thrumming. The bard also begins to sing a wordless purr, focussing on the human.
[OOC: Use of Bardic Music to Fascinate the man and calm him down (see below). He must make a Will save vs. DC 16 or be fascinated.]
* Fascinate: A bard with 3 or more ranks in Perform can cause a single creature to become fascinated with him. The creature to be fascinated must be able to see and hear the bard and must be within 90 feet. The bard must also see the creature. The creature must be able to pay attention to the bard. The distraction of a nearby combat or other dangers prevents the ability from working. The bard makes a Perform check, and the target can negate the effect with a Will saving throw equal to or greater than the bard's check result. If the saving throw succeeds, the bard cannot attempt to fascinate that creature again for 24 hours. If the saving throw fails, the creature sits quietly and listens to the song for up to 1 round per level of the bard. While fascinated, the target's Spot and Listen checks suffer a --4 penalty. Any potential threat (such as an ally of the bard moving behind the fascinated creature) allows the fascinated creature a second saving throw against a new Perform check result. Any obvious threat, such as casting a spell, drawing a sword, or aiming, automatically breaks the effect.
"The Mad Priest" Asst. DM Ceil d20=12 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 8:12:18 PM
This strange man dancing around and swing his sword this way and that way. Finally strikes the tree and cannot get his sword out, He yells, "Hey Dragon let go of my sword or I'll tell him on you."
The old man seem to hear something and start to look around. He see the party standing there, and he walks over to them. He walks up to Brahmah, Kale and Raorr "My Oh! My you are odd looking Weimics."
The old man walk up to Kenisha "Ahh! My Damsel in Distress, I'll save you from this dragon." And look to Flat-top and Leets and tell, "Put the apples on the Altar stone, over there." He points over his shoulder with his thumb.
At last he stands in front of the Weimics, Telling Kalon and Zeoll, "That dragon won't let go of my sword."
(The Old man is calm now, But wil need a lot of promting for infomation. You see that he is wearing a symble of Tomi and he look tired and hungry.)
Kenisha d20+3=4 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 10:21:00 PM
Kenisha whispers to the others, "It is obvious that our God's demise has driven this human insane, but that does not mean we should not treat him well. He was obviously a follower, mayhaps even a paladin of Tomi. As such he might know where the Altar is."
To the man she says, "Good sir, your fight with the dragon has made you weary and famished. Rest a while while some of my friends do battle with your most worthy opponent."
She grins at her fellow Taurs as she addresses them aloud. "Brahmah, Roarr, Flat-top, would you be so kind as to have at that foul beast and make it return this man's weapon?"
She offers the man his choice of either water or wine and looks over at where he pointed before, hoping to see the Altar. (Spot roll= 4)
"Kale, would you put the "apples" on the Altar if you can?" She whispers to the others, "Check out that area over there where he pointed, with luck the Altar is there. I'll keep him distracted, his mood is apt to change at a moment's notice."
Turning her full attention back to the man she asks, "I am called, Kenisha, good sir. If you forgive my boldness in asking, how long have you been fighting yon dragon?"
Kalon the Wemic Thursday May 16th, 2002 12:43:50 AM
Kalon moved as Kenisha instructed being cautious JUST in case the man isn't crazy! Looking around for the altar he also kept his eye out for any swords lying about.
Brahmah Thursday May 16th, 2002 2:17:48 AM
"With all respect Kenisha, there's no dragon there, just a tree!!" Brahmah then looks at the man, then the tree, then Kenisha. "Oh! I see, the..." He knods at the tree. "... dragon!" Holding back a snicker, Brahmah gesters to Roarr to go toward the tree. He walks up to the tree drawing his Falchions. "Beast!! Um... a... release his weapon or face the .... um... wrath of the Chosen?!"
Kale Thursday May 16th, 2002 9:05:59 AM
feeling ridiculous as he does it, Kale looks around for any apples to put on the Altar. if he doesnt find any he says, "Where are the apples, old man." though he does say it with a sarcastic sneer.
Flat-top d20+1=21 Thursday May 16th, 2002 9:20:18 AM
(OOC: made my spot role)
Flat-top leaves an apple with Kenisha,and with a slow gate, makes his way to where the old man pointed with his thumb. "The old man is mad, but he's no danger to Kenisha. Let's take a good look around, maybe we can find something."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=22 d20+6=9 Thursday May 16th, 2002 7:38:36 PM
Zeoll looks all over for invisible dragons, hidden altars, apples, and more (woo hoo -- natural 20 on the spot roll).
He also listens carefully to everything the man says and tries to use his sense motive skill (roll 9 = not so hot!).
"The Priest of Tomi" Asst Dm Ceil Thursday May 16th, 2002 9:08:10 PM
Kenisha's voice seem to sooths the man and bring some sanity back to him.
Zeoll and Flat-top spot some paws prints and wagon track.(freshly made)
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The man stands there rubbing his beard, "Thank you for the food and water, My Lady. Now lets see how ... long ...have .. . I been ... here? " The man looks around, and you see he is trying very hard to remember. "I remember being on a ship and landing in a port city. Yes, not very far from here." He points north west. "I remember that I was on a pilgrimage for the Holy Place of Tomi. Yes, now I remember that I'm a Priest of Tomi. I was directed here, and was in meditation when everything went dark. NO! NO! NO! Tomi died and THAT DRAGON and it's fire every where. Weimic every where running and screening. Some bleeding, Some dead. Fire every where the man . . . the Alter . . . Safe keeping... He said!" At this point the man fall to his knees and sobs.
Flat-top Thursday May 16th, 2002 9:17:18 PM
Flat-top slow gait and looking all around. Spots something on the ground. "Hey! Look over here, there wheel tracks near these broken pillars. Zeoll are you thinking the samething I'm thinking? and these paw prints look funny? What do you taurs think about this? Lets tell Kenisha. Whith out upsetting the old man."
Kenisha Thursday May 16th, 2002 10:39:48 PM
Kenisha bends down towards the man as far as she can without falling to her knees and asks with a firm but calm voice, "Where is the Altar of Tomi? Did someone take it? If so, who took it and where did it go? It is vital that we find it as soon as possible."
Leets Friday May 17th, 2002 4:11:55 AM
Leets gladly offers some water to the man if he is thirsty. In a way he is happy to find another priest of Domi, and hopes that time will heal the soul of the poor man.
"Thanks you good brother, for protecting such an holy place during all this time. Tell me, is it possible that this beast you were talking of took the altar and brought it away?"
Brahmah Friday May 17th, 2002 6:01:27 AM
Brahmah stops in mid-stride when the man starts to speak. He looks around againg for the 'dragon', then sits down on a nearby stone confused.
"Clerics, dragons, Holy Altars, apples, mystery men, terrors in the night and Gods dying? Brahmah, your to old... nonsense..." He mutters briefly as his words fade into the passing breeze. He places his head into his hands and closes his eyes.
Kale Friday May 17th, 2002 8:09:36 AM
muttering to himself, Kale stops looking for the imaginary apples. "We need to get to the temple. Maybe this man can tell us were it is. That is, if he can compose himself."
"Off to Zarakis" Asst. Dm Ceil Friday May 17th, 2002 6:49:10 PM
The man look into the faces of Kenisha and Leets, "OH how nice that you Centaurs come here for Tomi's Blessing" and he looks around (as if seeing the rest of them for the first time. "Are these Minotaurs and the Weimics are here to pray at Tomi's Altar? OH! yes I remember now after that terrible dark day.
Weimic Zarakis came along and upon seeing the damages, help with the weimic that were hurt and buried the dead.
Weimic Zarakis is a particular Wemic success story. By dint of years of trading between the islands and the mainland (not to mention overcoming the traditional Wemic distaste for ocean travel) he has become extremely wealthy and powerful. He has the ear of the governments of both Minotaur and Centaur Isle, and is considering the informal 'first citizen' of Wemic Island.
Well, Like I said He (Zarakis) came along with a wagon and has taken the Altar of Tomi to a safe place. He has a large shop in the town over those hills." The priest points north -west.
Then mumbles to himself * I wonder how I'm going to restore this Holy Place, all by myself. Oh! well, Tomi will provide.* The old man walk away and talk to himself, *clean up here, plant some flowers there, Trees would be nice here and here. Then we can start to build a base for the Altar again.* He leaves the Taurus to them selves.
Ceira (Ceil) Friday May 17th, 2002 7:01:02 PM
"Oh My! How am I going to explain this, "Kanisha, Wait for me!" Ceira runs to Kenisha side. "I almost met up with you at the bridge, back there. But I fell in the mud. I know what you are going to say, guys. That I should have more feline grace. Now what is happening?"
Asst Dm Ceil Friday May 17th, 2002 7:17:50 PM
To Dear Jenner Lam, would you please get in touch Please, I need you Charecter Sheet. I'm at munchwagon@aol.com. Thank-you.
Brahmah Saturday May 18th, 2002 2:10:23 AM
Brahmah follows the leader of the Chosen and the lunatic cleric.
Kale Saturday May 18th, 2002 9:25:02 AM
Kale sits down by the tree and begins to pull at the grass.
Kenisha Saturday May 18th, 2002 3:55:00 PM
Kenisha smiles at the priest before he goes and thanks him for his help.
Turning to the others she says, "Looks like we still have a bit more traveling to do. Oh hello Ceira! We think we might have a lead on where the Altar of Tomi might have been taken. It seems a wemic named Zarakis took it to a town over that way. (she points out the direction) Let's get going shall we?"
Unless anyone disagrees, she takes off towards the direction the mad priest pointed.
Flat-top Saturday May 18th, 2002 6:51:26 PM
Flat-top trots over to Kenisha and tell her of the track he and Zeoll were looking at, "They seem to go that way." Flat-top points northwest.
Flat-top "Oh! Leets, Ceira look beautiful and well rested." Not used to paying complements, Flat-top's face turn red and he walk away.
"Come on you Minotaurs, We're on the march again" Flat-top tell Kale, "I know Kale, that's a fighter life, Hurry and get there, when you finally get there, You have to wait. Crazy way of living." He smiles at Kale.
Leets Sunday May 19th, 2002 4:11:13 PM
Leets follows Kenisha, talking with Flat-Top on their way. However, he is still worried.
"Kenisha, I think we should be really careful: our foes could have studied our last moves and guessed that we would come here for the altar...Now, they have the best bait to make us go where thay want."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=5 Sunday May 19th, 2002 11:20:16 PM
The wemic is suspicious of Zarakis. "Rrememberr," he whispers to Kenisha and anyone nearby, "that among the Minotaurrs one was devoted to the Darrk One, and among the Centaurrs one as well. It may be that this "Zarrakis" is not acting forr all Taurrs, but forr his foul masterr! Let us purrsue him, but be alerrt. I smell a trrap."
The bard tries to remember anything he might know about this fellow, but he cannot (Bardic Lore roll 5! alas).
"Off to Zarakis Shop" Asst. Dm Ceil Monday May 20th, 2002 9:26:05 AM
The Chosen head northeast and enter the port town of Kisra. After asking the wemic as to where they can find where Zartakis. The taurs they meet are willing to tell and give them directions.
They arrive to a very large and impressive shop. They see two employee in front of the shop and ask them to see Weinic Zarakis. They are escorted by the same two assistant (armed) into the great Liontaurs's warehouse. Where they meet the Liontaur himself, where he makes them welcome and offers them food and drink. Zarakis drinks a glass of wine and tells them that he'll be right back. He leaves the room momentarily.
[OOC: Now my dear Taurs, I want all of you to roll sense motive vs. Bluff. Then another roll for listen Vs 20. To hear whispering. Then another roll for Fort checks Vs. DC 15. By the way you all eat or drink something.]
Leets d20+3=6 d20+3=21 d20+9=28 Monday May 20th, 2002 10:36:57 AM
"Thanks for the drink, we had a long journey..."
Then Leets looks around, saying:
"Don't tell me the altar arrived in such a place: the one who brought it with him obviously wants to sell it..."
OOC: Sense Motive 6, Listen 21, Fortitude 28.
Zeoll the Lesser Rolls Poorly d20+6=10 d20+2=14 d20+2=4 Monday May 20th, 2002 3:40:43 PM
"I just don't trrust that Zakerris," Zeoll the Lesser mutters as he wolfs down cookies. "These 'civilized' wemics with theirr warrehouses and theirr shops and theirr glasses and theirr wines are betrraying the trraditional wemic way of life," the bard says, as he picks up a glass and swallows the vintage.
"When I was a cub, we tended the herrds and hunted underr the sky, with a tent the only barrrierr we needed to rrain and wind. We lived as liontaurrs werre meant to live, in tune with naturre and in serrvice to Tomi. We needed no coins, no glasses, no wines."
"My frriends, when we arre frree of obligation, I will go back to my home, in the interriorr of this island, away frrom the sea and its tides of change. Therre wemics still sprint to the hunt, and we feast on gazelle or we go hungrry! That's living!"
Distracted by these thoughts, Zeoll the Lesser is not much conscious of the danger he is in (Sense Motive 10!). His own outraged mutterings drown out the noise (Listen 14!). And he carelessly eats well and drink deeply (Fort save 4!).
"I am not at ease in this place, and my hearrt forrebodes me ill," the bard says. "If only Zeoll the Grreaterr werre herre. HE would have handled this Zakerris!"
Flat-top d20=14 d20+3=18 d20+7=23 Monday May 20th, 2002 5:16:54 PM
OOC: motive - 14) Listens - 14) Fort -23)
Flat-top is standing some where behind Kenisha, and listens to Zeoll Way back when tales. Smiles to himself, much like the older Centaurs. Flat-top is near the door where Zakeris exited. "Hmm I wonder!" stand real close and tries to listen, But hears only mumbling. All the while pouring his wine into the potted plant in the corner. "I wonder what made me waist this glass of wine?"
Kenisha d20+2=5 d20+2=21 d20+4=20 Monday May 20th, 2002 6:25:13 PM
Kenisha accepts the glass of wine politely and drinks. She doesn't become suspicious of what's going on until after Zarakis leaves the room.
Zeoll the Lesser's rantings make her move away, focusing her hearing on anything other than his voice.
With a growing, uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach Kenisha puts down her mostly empty glass and says, "I don't like this. Everyone. Be on your hooves."
"Flat-top, Raorr. If this another trap, what's the best defendable spot in here?"
Kale d20-1=13 d20-1=18 d20+4=19 Monday May 20th, 2002 11:21:41 PM
not suspecting anything or hearing anything(sense motive-13 and listen-18) Kale begins to eat as he sees Zarkas leave. "I wonder where he's going?" Kale asks(made fort check-19)
Brahmah d20-2=-1 d20-2=-1 d20+7=15 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 12:03:40 AM
OOC:Sense Motive check -1, lol :), -1 vs Listen, and can you believe it I made the Fort save 15.
Brahmah is TOTALLY oblivious to ANYTHING that is currently happening, other than the wonderful food and wine he is devouring.
"Great wine! mmmm... great."
"True Colors" Asst. Dm Ceil Tuesday May 21st, 2002 10:51:53 AM
The Taurs that drank the wine: if fail save Fort. fall asleep until the enemy hit them.(goes for poor Zeoll, and for not posting yesterday Raorr, Ceiri and Kalon) If the Taurs made their save Fort check, that means you remain conscious, but at -2 on all attacks, damages and saves (unless success vs. DC 20.)
The Taurs that made their Listen, (And that was Kenisha and Leets. The rest of you are too busy eating) will hear: Zarakis speak "What Are these Mix breed Taurs, these . . . these Chosen sticking their noses into my affairs. Well, stand by faithful ones, and I will stall them until the all fall asleep. then we will tie them up and send them to Centaur Island with that no good Altar Stone. Now wait for my signal." ----------------------------------------- Now It Begins
Zarakis reenters the office and begins to discuss the Alter, and tells them that it was shipped abroad for safe keeping. As soon as it is dawn on him that the Chosen Ones are not all falling asleep as he had hope. Zeoll, Raorr, Ceira and Kalon are all curled in the corner fast asleep. The rest of the Chosen are a little woozy, but alert.
Zarakis will back out of the room and into the warehouse. His demeanor changes snarls at the all of them, when he see most of them on their hooves. "Get them . . . Do you hear me . . . Get them all!" Letting his Commander and seven guards to take care of this dirty business. The commander starts to gives orders,"SURENDER, YOU MANGY GROUP MILK WEED. You guards tie them up and throw them up and throw them in back of the wagon. We'll get rid of them soon enough." The guards advances on you.
Your Turn.
Leets d20+3=6 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 2:03:29 PM
"I knew the smell of treachery was the one I felt entering this place. And from what I heard you call yourself faithful ones? Who are you serving? Marteaus, or perhaps worst? Cowards...All you could do is drug us and strike us unconscious: this can only mean that you fear us and now you'll discover you were right!"
Leets unsheathes his sword, and prepares for the battle.
"Seven guards, we are four...Flat-Top, Brahmah, it looks like we've seen far much worst. Kenisha, do you want to give them a chance, or shall we slay those servants of Marteaus? As for myself, I thanks Domi for this opportunity!"
OOC: Intimidate 6...Doh!
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday May 21st, 2002 4:47:10 PM
::sleeping::
"zzzzzrrrzzzz"
Kale Tuesday May 21st, 2002 4:48:30 PM
"We've heard this all before. We survived then, and we'll survive now." Kale says as he draws his sword.
Flat-top d20+5=22 d20+5=14 d8+3=5 d20+3=21 d8+2=3 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 6:51:51 PM
Flat-top is eating grapes, when the guards are coming into the room. Flat-top turns, "Muffle mumble yeah! Crumble spit~~ spit~~ and get me." Flat-top spits at Guard #4 (with the sword) and swing with his fist at Guard #5 (with the rope Damage 5). Flat-top will take a hold of his Morning star and kicks kicks with his hind hoof hitting sleeping Zeoll, "Wake up Pussy Cat, we are wanted." (Sorry Zeoll damage of 3hp.)
Brahmah d20+7=26 d20-2=3 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 7:42:12 PM
OOC: Another Fort save, DC 20? Okay, 26, whew (wiping my brow). :)
A growl of delight rumbles from Brahmah's throat, then is replaced bywords. "YES! Finally, this has been such a boring trip..." He draws one Falchion. "...I needed to relax..." He stands up. "... this should do JUST fine!!" He draws his other Falchion and positions himself between the sleeping Chosen and the guards.
"Leets, maybe you should mention... nah, nevermind, they don't need to know I killed Raakis, the High Priest on minotaur island, in SINGLE combat. He wasn't much of a challenge. I'm sure these ilk won't be much harder!" The minotaur looks at the group of guards. "Eight! All you brought were eight!? I'm insulted!! I'm not sure this is going to be a fair fight, your outnumbered!" The minotaur laughs a bellowing laugh. (Intimidate attempt, of 3. Doh!! He's ugly, not leader!! :) )
Brahmah Tuesday May 21st, 2002 7:58:32 PM
"Oh, by the way, Raakis was misled by Marteaus. Raakis and you have more in common than just being killed by Chosen, it would seem!!" He adds, looking at the advancing guards.
Kenisha 2d4(4+3)=7 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 10:29:04 PM
Kenisha snarles back at Zarakis. "We came here in good faith and this is how you treat guests who mean you no harm? Stand down or face us in honest combat, not like sniveling cowards who hide behind poisons and traps!"
(I'm assuming that our first Fort save if it saved vs DC 20 is what the GM meant so I'm not rerolling.)
Kenisha moves over to Kalon and casts a Sleep centered to catch as many of the guards as possible without any of the Chosen in the area of effect.
(7 HD worth of creatures in the 15 ft radius circle must make Will saves vs DC 17 or fall asleep)
To the Chosen she says, "Close ranks around the fallen and wake them up if you can."
Ceira Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 1:32:45 AM
"Zzz... Zzz... Zzz..." Ceira also begins to purr a little but it is drowned out by the battle cries.
"What No Fight?" Asst Dm Ceil d20+4=19 d6+4=9 d20+4=22 d20+4=24 d20+4=22 d8=6 d8=4 d20+4=10 d20+4=24 d20+4=9 d8=7 d8=8 d8=8 d8=3 d20+4=10 d20+4=11 d20+4=8 d20+4=18 d8=4 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 9:59:22 AM
Zarakis Is still yelling "Don't let that old Hag of a Witch scare you. Use your Flails or chains. And they have cast iron stomach, But as you can see they are woozy. GET THEM ... DO YOU HEAR." At this point Zarakis pick up a cross bow and fires at Flat-top.(Hit at 19 - damage is 9)
The commander shout "Come, Men. They want a fight, so let's give them one." He takes a Net and throws it over Kenisha,(entangle at 22, roll str to get out). Then draws his sword.
Guard #1 - uses his Flail on Bramak (Sorry a natural roll of 20 always hit, Damage is 6 & 4 +10) Guard #2 - uses his spear on Kale (A roll of 10, misses) Guard #3 - uses his spear on Flat-top(Sorry a roll of 20 always Hits, and double damages of 7+8+8+3= 15) Guard #4 - uses his Flail on Reorr(a roll of 10, misses and your still asleep) Guard #5 - uses his Flail on Leets(a roll of ii, misses) Guard #6 - uses his spear on Zeol(a roll of 8, misses. but Flat-top did kick you So maybe your awake??) Guard #7 - uses his spear on Ceira(a roll of 18 a hit, damages of 4 hit points)
Now it's your turn, are you going to talk again?
Leets d20+6=21 d8+2=8 d20+6=15 d8+2=10 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 1:15:19 PM
Leets welcomes the attacking guard (#5) with the blade of his longsword (attack of opportunity, first roll, 21, damage 8).
"You'll see cowards, what a handful of witches and woozy servants of Domi can do! Hold back, and give up your pityful attempt, and maybe we will spare you if you join Domi's forces! I wobn't tell it twice!"
To give more strength to his words, Leets then attacks guards #5: second roll 15, damage 10.
Flat-top d20+3=6 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 3:45:14 PM
Flat-top get wounded pretty bad, he was gab twice with that spear. He is knock back and is now bleeding. But not to be out done, he advances with his Morning Star but misses. "You are a bunch of rats." Flat-top staggers but he's still on his hooves.
Brahmah d20+4=12 d20+4=18 d4+4=6 d4=3 d4+4=6 d4=2 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 6:18:58 PM
Brahmah lowers his eyes at G1, and says, "Oh! Ouch, how cute! I've ben wounded, urg!!" Pretending to writhe in pain (though, really, he is hurt).
Brahmah swings both of his Falchions with precision, missing with the first (AC 12, if it hits, takes 9 points of DMG), and hopefully hitting with the second (AC 18, for 8 points of damage) Then he steps closer to Roarr.
Kenisha d20+7=24 d4+1=4 d4+1=2 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 8:36:14 PM
Kenisha concentrates and intones "Shev-Pak Newal". (Concentration skill check of 24 vs a DC 15 to cast a spell while entangled) She casts Magic Missile at Guard #3 for a total of 6 HP of damage.
"To the Chosen she says, "Defend yourselves my friends. Close Ranks around those still down so they can't flank you."
Note to GM: Can we have a map of the combat, please?
Zeoll the Lesser d20+3=22 d20+3=8 d4+2=6 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 10:40:15 PM
Awakened by a hard thump, Zeoll the Lesser awakes to battle! In fact, one wemic is trying to attack him!
Reflexes take over, and the bard fights back, attacking with both his front claws. One claw hits AC 22 for 6 hp damage on Guard 6.
Seeing that Raorr is still asleep, Zeoll begins singing loudly, in an effort to wake the minotaur and inspire everybody to do their best: Awake, good Rraorr, from poisoned sleep! Come Chosen all! And blood we'll rreap! Our foes shall fly in fearr and weep!
[OOC: Everybody gets a +1 to attack and damage rolls starting NEXT round from Zeoll the Lesser's bardic song]
---------------- [Zeoll's Status: -3 hp one bardic song used]
Ceira d20+3=21 d4+2=3 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 1:04:17 AM
Ceira yelps from the unruly wake-up call from Guard #7. She scampers to her feet and begins flailing with her claws at the guard. (hits AC 21 for 3 damage)
"The Secret- Part !" Asst. Dm Ceil Thursday May 23rd, 2002 10:59:37 AM
Zarakis shout to the Commander, "Kill them YOU FOOL! Kill them all."
The commander is taken by surprise, "Wait a minute, this was not our bargain. We got you the Alter, and as soon as the Civil War between the Centaurs and the Minotaurs was over. I was to be the Leader."
Zarakis snarls at the Commander, and tells him, "You poor Weimic SAP. Yes, I tried to start the war between those fool. But these wimps here (pointing at the Chosen) interfered, but that only delayed thing a little. Well, they interfered for the last time. When I hand over the Taurs Islands to the Army of Marteaus. I will be his right hand Wemic and rule the Wold with Him."
Enters the Old Mad Weimic from the Scared Groves and he has heard the Zarakis's confession He is filled with rage and so are the Weimic with him. "So You sold out not only your Weimics Tribe, but the rest of the Taur Islands. The mad Priest waves his swords and yells to the Weimic with him. "Let's show him what we do with traders."
The Commander tell the guards, "I'm not fighting our kin, not for this man. Put down your arms."
Guard #1 - "Die Yourr not a Minotaurr, Yourr a Dog." as he speaks he get hit by Brahmah's blades and the guard fur and his tail goes flying. Dropping dead. Guard #2 - Listens to his leader and surrenders. Guard #3 - This guard is about to spear Flat-top again BUT Kenisha's Magic Missiles and hurt for 6 points. "Ouch! This one still has teeth. I surrrenderr." Guard #4 - about to use his Flail on Reorr but surrenders instead. Guard #5 - "Ha Ha look at the little horrrsy, He misses." And starts to give Leets the raspberry P~~~. Leets gets in his attack for all but 5 of the guards hit points. He drop his flail and ropes yelling "Don't hit me any morre I surrrenderr." Drops to his knees with his arms over his head. Guard #6 - "Wow! what big claws you have grrandpawpaw?" As he receives claw marks across his chest (for 6 points of damages). And decided to surrender. Guard #7 - This guard though he had an easy victim, But did not count on her being so quick with her paws. "Look at this one, she's verry quick with her claws! I don't like the look in herr eyes. I surrrenderr." (Ceira you roll only once, but I roll again for you've have two paw and you did 6 points of damage in all)
To be continued. . .
Brahmah d20-2=4 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 3:04:09 PM
Brahmah's muscles relax after the guards surrender, but just long enough to boot Roarr in the chest. "Wake up my Taur friend!!! Roarr my friend, it's yur turn!! This one's yurs."
He eyes Zarakis. "I believe yur 'bout to get what you deserve, traitor." The mino-Taur looks at the surrendering guards, sheathes one Falchion, and extends a massive hand in greeting to the nearest guard. "I have NO tribe, for the Chosen are mine!! Brahmah's my name. Sorry 'bout yur friend."
OOC: Sense Motive, are any of these guards Bluffing? Check of 4, he's very convinced these guard are not Bluffing.
Kale Thursday May 23rd, 2002 6:55:46 PM
sheathing his sword, Kale folds his arms and says "That was easy."
Ceira d20+3=21 d20+3=15 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 9:10:37 PM
Ceira begins laughing in a loud arrogant voice so that all can hear. "HA HA HA... You're not as foolish as I initially perceived! Not only were you lucky by putting me to sleep early in this fight, but you'are also lucky you surrendered. You just saved yourself from my loooong-range Touch-of-Instant-Death spell!!!" (Bluff=21)
Ceira's piercing gaze now focuses on the mad Zarakis with a slow and dramatic rise of her arms, she points her finger at his eyes and says, "Surrender now... or YOU'RE NEXT!" (Intimidate=15) She begins rattling off a lot of mumbo-jumbo to create the illusion she is invoking the verbal components of the fake spell.
Kenisha d20+7=22 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 10:18:02 PM
(let's try this again, since the GM ignored my first sleep spell during the first round and ignored my private post as well...)
The still entangled centauress tells the others, "Take him alive if you can."
Kenisha concentrates hard (rolled a 22 in her cencentration vd DC 15) then casts a Sleep Spell centered such that Zarakis is the only one in the area of effect. (He needs to roll a will save vs DC 17 or fall asleep)
Brahmah (Jay OOC!) Friday May 24th, 2002 3:41:45 AM
OOC: I SAW THE SLEEP SPELL A ROUND OR TWO AGO, I WAS LISTENING ;)
Leets Friday May 24th, 2002 4:56:11 AM
Leets sheathes his sword. And helps the guard.
"Stand up, it is wise you finally become reasonable. It is obvious you were manipulated by an evil soul hidden in your ranks: your duty is to lock him in a jail and bring him to justice. In those troubled times, we have no need for such ones..."
Zeoll the Lesser Friday May 24th, 2002 6:28:36 AM
The wemic bard stops singing to call out, "Don't kill him! We need to get the Altarr frrom him!"
Then, after Kenisha's spell is done, Zeoll the Lesser helps her get out of that net.
Flat-top Friday May 24th, 2002 9:25:23 AM
Flat-top put his Morning Star around his neck and lean on the wall. "Yes, Kenisha, I won't kill him, I don't think I can go any further anyway. Kale would you handle my end of the Ark. I think I'll take a little rest here." Flat-top leans on the wall and you can see that he has very wobbly legs (all four are shacking in different directions) and bleeding as much as Brahmah.
"Secret and Back to the Heartkeep"Asst Dm Ceil Friday May 24th, 2002 11:34:11 AM
The not so mad Priest come upon Flat-top and heal him, "Hmmm! What is holding you up, Son." Flat-top (who was down to 12 points) answers, "Not until Brahmah (who is down to 10 points) fall down first, Centaurs can out last any Minotaur any time." The old Priest heals both of them, "Now rest while we look for the Alter of Tomi. Children, I'm glad I never sired any kittens."
While they all look for the Alter, the old Weimic tell them about the secret. "In the Ancient Days, before the Sundering of the races, a trader came to Taur Island (for in those days there was but one island, and the tribes of Mino and Cen lived in unity) bearing a magical wine. Amongst the Inner Priesthood of Tomi we know him as Thelon (meaning The Betrayer in our tongue), though his true name is lost to history.
It is common knowledge that this trader gave wine to both tribes, and that the wine bought changes in both. What has remained unknown outside the Inner Priesthood of Tomi is that the trader was a Weimic, and he betrayed the Taur tribes,dooming them to eternal division.
For Tomi had come first to the Lion tribe (who lived on the rolling savannas and open grasslands of the mainland, for they loved above all else to roam beneath the sky, unfettered and unconstrained). He spoke of presenting tribes with the heart of the Taur, a powerful artifact that would unite all three Taur Tribes. The trader and his people refused, saying they wanted nothing to do with the other tribes, that they were happy living alone and free.
But when Tomi left, black-hearted Thelon began to scheme. Nothing creates trade like war. If he could onlt thwart the plane of Tomi, he might set the tribes against one another, and the profits would be assured, as he sold his arms and armor to both sides.
Now in those days manifold were the Dark Powers that walked the Wold. An evil entity came unto Thelon, and offered a pack; he provided Thelon with a potion, Which he called Purple Wine. This Wine would divide the Taur tribes, emphasising their differences, and making the proposes offering of the Heart of the Taurs into a catalyst for conflict instead of an act of unification.
And so it came to pass that the tribes became races, that the Heart and Islands were sundered, and war raged between Centaur and Minotaurs for generations. And in the process Thelon and his ilk grew rich off the conflict, and though the Priests soon learned of evil, they did not act.
But in time Tomi had enough of our treachery. He flew into a terrible rage, appearing to the Priesthood and telling them that they were to be cast out of their homelands on the open plains. Instead they were forced to live here on Weimic Isle, a punishment for our betrayal of our brother Taurs. And, in our shame, we of the Inner Priesthood have kept this terrible secret among our number down the generations, until tonight.
But it must remain a secret no longer. Our hearts have been twisted by this burden, and we labor still under Tomi's curse. If we are ever to escape the evils of our past we must seek redemption, and perhaps ultimately even forgiveness. And the first step in doing this is to admit the terrible secret of our past, admit our role in the downfall of the Taurs."
Kale finds a secret panel in the far wall, he find the secret latch and open the sliding door. And there in the back is the Altar of Tomi. Ready to go back to the Keep and for the final ceremony.
Brahmah Saturday May 25th, 2002 5:29:05 AM
"That figures!!" Is the only thing Brahmah says while the story of the Sundering was told.
Then, when Kale finds the secret panel, Brahmah asks the obvious. "What'dya find Kale?" He roars with laughter, seemingly laughing at an untold joke.
Kale Saturday May 25th, 2002 8:55:16 AM
Kale looks at Brahmah and says "Whats so funny?"
Flat-top Saturday May 25th, 2002 7:33:26 PM
Flat-top Stands behind and tells him, "Well your looking at the best secret doors and traps finder. Yes Sir, Kale is the best." Then Flat=top look at Brahmah's healing wounds, "You almost went down there."
Leets Sunday May 26th, 2002 11:59:44 AM
"So here it is, the famous Altar of Domi...I'm both glad we finally find it, and worried because of what will now happen. As for the tale you told us, brother priest, this brings light on many things. I wonder if there would be a way to reverse what the purple wine did, perhaps the power of the Heart..."
Kenisha Monday May 27th, 2002 12:31:31 AM
Kenisha nods in agreement with Leets. "Yes indeed it. If you like, Revered Elder, you may come back with us. You seem to be of the sort whom can pass over the bridges between the isles placed there by our mutual God."
"We must make hast back to Hearthold."
"Return to Bridge Isle" Asst. Dm Ceil Monday May 27th, 2002 6:36:12 AM
The Chosen then return the heart (now glowing and almost weightless) to Bridge Ilse, where the ceremony takes place. They take the Alter and the Heart into the chamber. Everybody prays all night and int the morning, the Heart seems to vibrant. Tarsus approaches the Heart and absorbs the Heart into his chest, and as the Heart begins to beat, Tarsus begins to fade, "As I fade to enter the Lands of the dead. So you must also fade and enter the lands of the dead. Not as souls pining for rest, but as undead. The dead do not strive! The Undead does strive. And in the lands of the dead, the dead cannot die. This is the secret. This is the path to defeat Marteaus." leaving only the living beating heart. But the shores of Bridge Ilse are crammed with refugees, and the soon learn the grim news. Center Isle has been invaded by the mighty Western Army, and has fallen. Minotaurs Isle, gripped in the throws of battle, cannot be far behind. The Heart is restored, but now refugees from Minotaur Isle arrive, announcing that soon it too will fall. Has their victory in restoring the Heart come too late?
Zeoll the Lesser Monday May 27th, 2002 10:08:57 AM
Zeoll the Lesser has been silent as he ponders the message of the wemic priests about the secrets and betrayals perpetrated by his own people. It was liontaurs that drove the Taurs apart! Liontaurs that kept silent over the years. Liontaurs who betrayed the taurs.
This information has shaken Zeoll to his core. "I wonder," he mutters to himself in wemic, "if Zeoll the Greater knew the truth? I cannot believe he would have been part of this betrayal."
Then, on arriving at Bridge Island, their quest is over! "Ourr mission is done," the bard proclaims, "but Tarrsus stole the Hearrt! He took it! It faded away with him!"
"How can we have a Hearrthold Keep with no Hearrt to keep in it? What will ourr people say when we tell them we lost the most holy arrtifact of all ourr rraces!?!"
"And the plan was to rrally the Taurr people with the Hearrt, rright? How can we do that with no Hearrt? And besides, it sounds like it is too late!"
"And what in the name of Tomi's Tomb does that last part mean? We must enter the lands of the dead as undead? What does that mean?"
Zeoll the Lesser shakes his head in confusion and sits down.
Flat-top Monday May 27th, 2002 5:42:54 PM
Flat-top turns to Zeoll, asking, "I don't think so, He never said or acted as if he knew of such a secret. But what bothers me is we have to die in order to kill Dum Dum. Not just Dead, but living dead. Zeoll please explain it to me, You a cleric aren't you? Can many body else explain that little point?"
Kenisha Monday May 27th, 2002 7:52:58 PM
Kenisha walks up and reverantly places her hand on the beating Heart. "He did not steal it, Zeoll. It is still here and it is beating once more."
She thinks for a while, her hand still on the Heart, drawing strength from it. "I know none of the spells which would turn one into the living dead... But wait! There are tales of people being close to dying and seemingly crossing over into the land of the Dead. Usually they just talk to dead relatives who tell them to return to the lands of the living."
"But what if someone where to take some concoction or be under a spell that places that person in a near death state. If their mind was focused before hand on remembering their task, they might be able to move about in the Land of the Dead. Could this be what Tarsus meant?"
Brahmah Tuesday May 28th, 2002 2:28:26 AM
"I think it's a hoax!! We die, then... what's his name has us in his control! Raakis the Great fell into that type of trap, perhaps he IS fighting the good fight, but for all I know he's walking beside Marteaus. His right hand!" "I'm not convinced." "Minotaur Isle can't have fallen!!"
Kale Tuesday May 28th, 2002 9:10:42 AM
"This gets worse and worse. How can we be expected to become undead?" Kale says with a little despiration in his voice
"The Chosen Thinking Caps" Asst. Dm Ceil Tuesday May 28th, 2002 10:46:45 AM
The Chosen One are thinking at all that has happen so far. OH! What to do idea are coming right and left. At least the Heart is pink and beating. Maybe they should talk to Valdor with that Dragon Consortium that you have? Or a Wizard or Sorceress, someone mention of a Necromancer. Must have another talk among us, the we must Vote.
Ceira Tuesday May 28th, 2002 4:04:13 PM
"This is so confusing!" comments Ceira as she paces back and forth. She quickens her pace as if it might also help accelerate her thoughts. "The isles are falling and we must think quick..."
"From a sorceress's point of view, I would interpret Tarsus's statement as something similar to combat with an incorporeal spirit. To do physical damage to it, you must also be on the same 'plane of existence'. Perhaps that is what he meant? But we can't physically die. There must be another way... ... ... what about the rumors of the mysterious Domains of Dread where evil runs rampant at ever turn... also known as Ravenloft?"
Kenisha Tuesday May 28th, 2002 11:16:55 PM
Kenisha shakes her head at Brahmah. "It is not a hoax, friend. This is real and we must act quickly if we are to stop Marteaus."
To Ceira she asks, "What is this Ravenloft? I have not heard of it before. As to what we mut do or not do... I'm not sure."
"Everyone! We must pull together. Voice any ideas you can think of, even if it sounds ridiculous. There must be some way we can travel to the Land of the Dead. Think!"
Kenisha pauses for a moment, her thoughts jumbled like they were being tossed by a tornado. "If anyone knows of a necromancer or even... Wait! Gargul! God of the Underworld! That could be the answer!"
Brahmah Wednesday May 29th, 2002 1:01:45 AM
"I know it's no hoax, but the 'turning to undead' ain't happening f'r me!" The minotaur sailor looks like he MIGHT just be thinking about this, it looks as if every gear in his head is rusty and every turn of said gear hurts.
"Weaponry!! It's said that there're such weapons that can used to hurt these bodiless forms or ghosts, there are even ways to see into the 'realm' of the deceased." He looks at Ceira for confirmation of this fact. "I heard one of the clerics say stuff like that while I was on the Nightengale ship. A Plain Ship, I think the spell is called!"
"Underworld. That's not caves is it?! There are bugs in caves." He shudders. "Anyhow. I've got no good ideas, I'm sure."
Kalon (Ceil) Wednesday May 29th, 2002 2:28:41 AM
"No! No! That's wrong" Kalon answers Brahmah. "I don't think that what he meant? I think what he meant is we have to enter the other side with our spirit and mind, or else we will not complete our quest."
Then Kalon turn to Kenisha and tells her, " I think we will have to go back to Floating City, I think I heard of an old wizard necromancer and he dabble with Gargul. I would try to comtact Valdor." Then he kissed her hand.
Flat-top Wednesday May 29th, 2002 2:37:33 AM
"Don't worry I don't beleive that Centaur Ilse or Minotaur Ilse has fallen to a want to be army, and all this talk about the dead gives me the chill." Flat-top pick up another apple to eat.
Leets Wednesday May 29th, 2002 7:02:46 AM
"Oh! The land of Dread, Ravenloft! I remember mother told me about this when I was very young! I thought those were only tales for children..."
"Although I also dislike the idea, I would prefer to deal with a priest of Gargul, maybe it si the key as you say Kenisha. However, I feel like we should hurry, if Gargul has a true importance in Marteaus possible fall, and when I see the number of Gods who fell recently, I think this one could be threatened very soon..."
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday May 29th, 2002 7:21:37 AM
"Rrememberr the worrds of Tarrsus: 'So you must also fade and enterr the lands of the dead. Not as souls pining for rrest, but as undead.' It sounds hideous, but it is also clearr -- we must BE undead!"
"Well, the easiest way to become undead is to be killed by some undead crreaturre. The prroblem is that the undead who kills you then contrrols you."
"Okay, we need to find an undead thing. Let it kill Kenisha. Then we destrroy the undead thing. Then when Kenisha rrises as a frree-willed undead thing, we let Kenisha kill all of us. She'll then contrrol us, but that's fine."
"Arre therre any flaws in my plan, aside frrom the idea that we don;t want to be undead crreaturres? I suspect Zeoll the Grreaterr would not have liked my plan."
"I think a wight or spectrre would be best -- orr maybe a vampirre."
Kale Wednesday May 29th, 2002 8:55:27 AM
"Im not to be killed by anything." Kale says "If thats the best we can come up with then im done. Thats asking too much."
Leets Wednesday May 29th, 2002 9:04:23 AM
"I'm pretty sure Domi would never have accepted this, and so do I!!!"
"On the other hand, undeads in our realm are so beacause they should be dead but still walk. But in the realm of deads, wouldn't undeads be living people, litterally un-deads?"
OH! What to do?" Dm Ceil Wednesday May 29th, 2002 12:23:42 PM
A lot of very good advice and ideas, BUT once in the land of the dead, you cannot see your way out, which is not what you were chosen for. The idea of going to Plateau City, if you can still go up there. Or maybe go to the Dragon Consortium Tower witch sits on the ruins of the shipping city of Elenna. Maybe there there's a necromancer, who knows? who knows?
Brahmah Wednesday May 29th, 2002 5:24:42 PM
"Does anyone have any friends that can give us information?! I only know sailors." Brahmah shrugs. "Of course the last few people we thought we COULD trust tried to kill us!" Brahmah throws his hands up. "I'm getting upset!! I need a walk, get fresh air!" The Taur leaves, head hanging low. "Will anyone walk with me?"
Kalon(Ceil) Wednesday May 29th, 2002 7:18:04 PM
"Kenisha, Dear, I know you the leader here, but I think we need consul. So let's go to Elenna and to the Dragon Consortium. I'll bet they know of a potion that will do the trick and still keep our soles. What do you say?" Kalon look deep in to her eyes and gives her hand a squeeze.
Kenisha Wednesday May 29th, 2002 7:33:59 PM
"I agree Kalon. Let's go to the Dragon Consortium and see what they can come up with." Kenisha says with a sigh as she massages her aching head.
Flat-top Wednesday May 29th, 2002 7:34:38 PM
Flat-top goes over to Kale (who is alone),"What your quitting now? A Minotaur giving up? There's no one I trust more in this group than you, Friend. I was hoping to be fighting buy your side when the end was coming. How about it? Stick around a little while longer. I promise NO Vampires bites."
Then Flat-top goes over to Brahmah (who is alone) telling him,"What a minotaur quitting? And I was just beginning to troust you. I though I'd be fighting by your side when I got killed? Stick around a little longer, and I'll talk to Kenisha No Vampires Bite."
Now Flat-top thinks to himself, "Hmm! that went well, now let see if Raorr will go along?"
Kale Wednesday May 29th, 2002 8:44:51 PM
"Like I said, im not dieing like that."
Brahmah Wednesday May 29th, 2002 11:27:57 PM
Brahmah turns abruptly to Flat-top, then walks up to him, chest out with eyes looking down over his snout. "WHO SAID I WAS QUITTING, CHOSEN!!! I'M TAKING A WALK TO CLEAR THE COBWEBS!! IF YOU CALL ME A COWARD AGAIN, YOU'LL FIND OUT!!!" He snorts, then turns away. "You CAN trust me!! If your going to walk with me Friend, come on." He turns back, inquisitive look breaks his noticable anger. "Vampires?"
Ceira Thursday May 30th, 2002 12:24:18 AM
"Shhh... Hush hush mighty Brahmah." Ceira says as she steps in front of Flat-top. "Let us focus our energy on the task at hand. Now, I think Kalon might be on to something. Kenisha and I are not quite as adept as other wizards and sorceresses in this world. Magic is capable of extraordinary feats and some kind of potion might be able to pull it off. Let's get going."
"A Sailing We Go" Asst. Dm Ceil Thursday May 30th, 2002 11:51:58 AM
After Kenisha decision and Ceira's soft prompt the males get ready to leave. They head for the ship at the dock, after Kenisha tell the Captain where they want to go. The Captain Gives the Chosen the hairy eyeballs, "You want to go there? Why? Well, it's your skins. HOIST THE MAIN SAIL." And off they go, with the sailors still grumbling.
There seem to be a lot of activity among the see life, real Big sea life.
Ceira d20+4=15 Thursday May 30th, 2002 3:17:37 PM
Feeling the unsettling effects of her sea-sickness Ceira staggers to the edge of the ship and mumbles, "I really need to learn some kind of flying spell. I don't know how much more sea travel I can handle." Ceira looks out into the open sea in an attempt to distract her thoughts of vomitting. (Spot=15)
Kalon (Ceil) Thursday May 30th, 2002 5:33:28 PM
"Ahh! Look at the beautiful waterr, therre is an lot of activity in the waterrs. Look at those fishes jumping out of the waterr." Kalon takes a gulp, "I think I'll go and lay down forr a while." Kalon walks softly away. (With both hands over his mouth)
Flat-top Thursday May 30th, 2002 5:37:47 PM
"Let keep an sharp eye on the water, you know what happen the last time we were on the sea." Flat-top keeps a look out. "Hey! Where Raorr? Is he sleeping down in the hole again?"
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:45:20 PM
"Well, time's a-wasting," Zeoll the Lesser says. "Let's just hope we find a frriendly necrromancerr beforre it's too late. But if we find a wrraith or vampirre along the way, let it kill me beforre the rrest of you kill it. That way at least one of us is surre to be undead!"
The bard makes sure the Heart is safely packed for the trip. He pats it and whispers to it, "I thought we lost you therre forr a second, Old Frriend!"
"Wherre is this Drragon Consorrtium, anyway, Kenisha?"
When he sees the sea teeming with life, Zeoll is not surprised. "Well, with the edges of the Wold crrumbling away into nothingness, these crreaturres arre fleeing the End. Just like us!"
Brahmah d20=6 Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:49:01 PM
"I haven't seen Roarr since the fight!! Now I think about it!! I hope he's okay. Stubborn... fussy...friend."
Looking at the sea life, Brahmah knows there's something not quite right about their behavior. (Knowledge Nature 6, Wilderness Lore
Brahmah (oops :) ) d20-1=12 d20+5=13 d20-1=11 Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:54:25 PM
wilderness lore of 12, Spot 13)
He tries to help the best he can on the ship, if the Captain wants him, (Profession Sailor 11)
Kenisha Thursday May 30th, 2002 10:50:00 PM
Kenisha answers Zeoll, "It's in Elenna. I do hope we find an anser before it's too late."
Kale Friday May 31st, 2002 6:52:31 AM
"Its a long trip." Kale says "I hope we're not wasting our time."
"Where Did That Trident Come From"Asst Dm Ceil Friday May 31st, 2002 11:38:56 AM
While every body is being active on deck. A Trident comes flying out of the water, missing Ceira and lands at the feet of Brahmah. Every body rushes to the rail of the ship and what do you see there in the waves are five Mermen, all with tridents, ready for a fight?? I wonder what made then so mad??
Brahmah Saturday June 1st, 2002 12:29:53 AM
"Mermen! Their dang'rous, stay out of the water!!"
He picks up the trident and hands it to a nearby sailor, after looking it over for a message or note. "Defend yurself!"
He then draws both his Falchions and readies for the assault. He stays just out of sight of the mermen. "The spell casters shuld keep the perimeter of the ship clear, they might try to sink us!!"
Leets Saturday June 1st, 2002 3:04:35 AM
The young centaur Paladin looks really worried about the idea of traveling in the land of the deads...The idea of meeting the Dragon Consortium doesn't make him feel better either... He thinks of the rumors about the Minotaur Island beeing invaded, or even worst: his people has been in war against Minotaur for decades, and neither Centaurs nor Minotaurs never really won. If an army was able to make one people fall, would the other one be able to fight this new opponent?
Leets suddenly escapes his thoughts when the trident flies out of the water. He instinctively draws his sword, and watches the strange beeing in the sea.
"Oh! They look like Sea Taurs! With a half fish instead of a half horse! Eh! Don't attack us, we are just traveling, we don't want troubles with you sea Taurs brothers!"
Less loudly, he asks:
"Kenisha, what shall we do?"
Kale Saturday June 1st, 2002 7:49:33 AM
drawing out his bow, Kale looks over the side for targets, though he doesnt shoot anyone yet
Kalon Saturday June 1st, 2002 9:54:07 AM
As Kalon was speaking to Kenisha when that trident came sailing by. "What is this?" he look at the trident then over the sides. Then tell Kenisha. "Look! Half man Half fist, I don't thing they want to fight. I think they have something to say?"
Flat-top Saturday June 1st, 2002 10:03:17 AM
Flat-top hears Leets say something about trident and fishes, "What? . . . Where?. . . Who?. . . Sea taurs?. . . Never heard of them." Flat-top grabs his Morning Star any way, and he's on his hooves.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+7=8 d20+11=24 Sunday June 2nd, 2002 8:54:49 AM
Zeoll smiles at Leets words. He calls out very loudly to the mermen in the Common tongue, "As I am half-lion," he says, pointing to himself, "and she is half-horrse, and he is half-bull," pointing to Kenisha and Kale, "so you arre half fish!"
"Come, my half-brrotherrs and sisterrs! Let us talk togetherr! Why arre you angrry? If we have offended you, we will make amends. We arre on a holy mission to save the Wold, but we would be happy to speak to you, ourr cousins!"
[OOC: Diplomacy Check 8!]
Sensing that his words are not doing the job, the bard whirls his bullroarer above his head and breaks into a song that he invents on the spot. My frriends, the sea is vast, immense As grreat as merrfolk's famed noblesse. So we beseech you for rrelease And strriving not to give offense But only just to pass in peace, We ask you now yourr thrreat to cease.
[OOC: Perform check 24!]
Kenisha d20+4=18 Sunday June 2nd, 2002 10:41:48 PM
Kenisha nods, "Everyone be on your guard and watch the sides of the ship as Brahmah suggested. Wether they are peaceful or readying to attack, I don't know, but we must try to talk to them first. The last thing we need is to make it harder than it already is to travel by sea."
Moving closer to where the merfolk are, Kenisha calls out to them in Common, "Peace! We mean you no harm, why are you assaulting us?"
(Diplomacy roll = 18)
Ceira Karwyn d20+3=7 Monday June 3rd, 2002 1:39:22 AM
Having just missed being skewered by a trident, Ceira is not so easily convinced they want to talk. She whips out her crossbow, loads it and aims it at one of the mermen who are still armed. As she aims, she still feels a bit nauseated. Ceira tries to keep a straight face but her inability to hold the crossbow steady doesn't help her guise (Bluff or Disguise? = 7 Doesn't matter!).
GOD WAR! [CDM Jerry] Monday June 3rd, 2002 10:43:31 AM
A distant rumble is heard, causing many to look in that direction to see if a storm is building. In the distance, a darkness seems to be creeping eastward. A few minutes later, huge clouds are building and soon cover the western sky, moving east. A devil of a storm is brewing, and people scramble through the streets to reach the safety of shelter before it begins.
The storm is filled with magic as the clouds, seemingly alive, build faster than any natural storm. Soon it fills the sky, looking below for victims to pound with hail and strike with...
LIGHTNING!
Suddenly, lightning strikes! Then again! Forking into thousands of bolts, the ground is assaulted. The smell of ozone is in the air. Shortly after comes the thunder! Deafeningly loud, it causes those yet outdoors to hold their ears in pain.
Then, beginning with the places where the lightning had struck, the ground begins to crack and open.
Distantly you hear a dark deep voice. The voice of a god.
"ATTACK!"
Godly war has begun. The Cult Gods have assaulted the Godlands.
The ground begins to shake and the volcanoes of the Scab rejoice in the conflict, belching fire and smoke that can be seen for hundreds of miles. Even the monstrous Shadow Mountain blows its top in tribute to the battle's ferocity. This explosion is heard and seen throughout the peninsula and as far west as Wemic Isle.
[OOC: This post has been posted in each game. It is not my daily post for Game 7. I'll get to that later today.]
The Storm! [DM Jerry] Tuesday June 4th, 2002 9:42:37 AM
As the storm grows, the Mermen looking frightened talk quickly to each other. Then they approach the side of the ship.
Their leader with a voice pitched high so as to be heard above the noise of the sea, says, "Throw us thine ropes! We will help. Talk after."
Then the lightning strikes!
It hits everywhere and everything! Thousands of bolts!
One hits the mast. The topsail instantly is on fire.
One hits near the mermen in the water causing them to scream in alarm.
Then comes the thunder!
[Fortitude save of 14 or be deafened for 1d4 minutes.]
Almost instantly there are waves rising higher and higher. Soon they will become dangerous.
The captain yells. "Everyone brace yourselves and get some ropes to those mermen!"
Ceira d20+3=11 d4=1 d20+4=13 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 9:57:45 AM
"Ahhhhh!" screams Ceira when the thunder sends a shockwave through her audible senses. She drops her crossbow and clutches her ears. Ceira shakes her head to regain her composure and then scampers to get a rope. She ties the middle of the rope around her waist and then to a nearby mast or pole (Use Rope=13). Ceira follows up by throwing it overboard towards the direction of the mermen.
Flat-top d20+7=20 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 10:59:43 AM
Looking at all is going around him, Flat-top tells the ones nearest him, "I think this is what those Mertaurs were trying to warn us about." Looking at around to see a barrel of new ropes up towards the rail. Flat-top slides (on all four hooves) over to the barrel and starts to throw the mertaurs some rope.
Kalon(Ceil) d20+3=16 d20+3=19 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 11:10:46 AM
Kalon watches with his mouth open, "Oh! By the Gods Beards, Kenisha we have to do something even if it's to saves those Mertauor."
Leets d20+9=20 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 11:27:04 AM
"By all the Gods of Light!" Says Leets looking at the skies "The Holy War has begun!!!"
"We must reach the seashore as soon as possible, people are probably nedding us!"
"We must throw those ropes!" shouts the young centaur as he grabs one "If those Mertaurs can help us join the battle quicker, we must do what they ask!"
Leets throws the rope just after.
The First To Go [CDM Jerry] Tuesday June 4th, 2002 3:22:38 PM
Moments later, The sky lets loose with hail and rain. The Gods are at war and the whole Wold is feeling the repercussions thereof.
Those in cities notice explosions. One temple after after another implodes, signifying the death of a god.
The first to go is Teresalia, Goddess of Poetry and Song, followed closely by Mittiri, Goddess of Nature.
Then Raven, one of the Cult Gods, meets his ultimate doom.
Then the earth writhes again with a huge aftershock and the ground buckles. Portions of the land rise and fall as Ga'al is slain along with Pantheon.
Brahmah d20+7=17 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 5:40:01 PM
OOC:Fort Save of 17
Brahmah watches, as the merfolk are helped into the ship. Sheatheing his Falchions, then he walks over and helps them onto the ship. Taking back the trident he handed to one of the sailors, he hands it back to a MerTaur. Then yelling over one shoulder to a couple sailors, "Shouldn't you be getting to those ropes, down sails. The ship IS on fire NOW!!"
"No one with any brains has to be told what's happ'ning now! Thank you Leets!" The Mino-Taur smiles at the paladin frantically.
Brahmah (additional) Tuesday June 4th, 2002 5:47:56 PM
Brahmah adds in response to Leets naive statement. "Friend Leets, this is no time to be near land!! The rise and fall of the waves would wash us into the cliffs or runs us aground."
Then he adds as sort of an after-thought. "But it's kind that yur thinking of others even though you (we) probably won't see morning!!" The mino-Taur laughs with gusto.
Kenisha d20+4=11 d4=3 d20+2=17 d20+3=18 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 7:19:30 PM
Kenisha screams moments after the lightning strikes. She is unaffected by the electricity, but the thundrous noise of being so close to one of the strikes has her covering her ears and almost falling to the deck of the ship.
In dazed fascination, she watches as some of the others through lines to the mer-people. Even though she knows that they are shouting to each other, to her it sounds like faint muffled mutters. She's pleased that no one so far has been injured on the ship.
Recovering enough from the initial shock, Kenisha stumbles over to where there are some more ropes, tying them securely to the ship and tossing the other ends over the railings and into the sea. (Use Rope=17)
She looks at the merfolk who had been close to the same strike as she, trying to see if they need any help. (Heal=18) "Are you folk okay?!" she shouts to them loudly. "Nod or shake your heads in reponse! I'm deaf from the thunder!"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=14 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 8:05:05 PM
Zeoll is stunned by the flash and the thunder, but his hearing is left undamaged, at least for now.
But he is even more stunned as he senses the deaths of so many gods!
His respose is involuntary and immediate. He falls to the deck, barely sitting upright. He opens his mouth, and the full force of a trained bard's voice erupts as a wailing, keening cry! aaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeeeaaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeeeaaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeeeaaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeeeaaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeeeaaahhhhhhiiiiiieeeeeee
The wild ululations of the screaming bard rise and fall without pattern or thought. They are the lamentations of a soul in shock with grief.
Kale d20+4=16 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 2:17:20 AM
"The workd has gone crazy!!" Kale yells above the crashing waves(made fort. save) "How can we hope to survive with the gods destroying each other!!" then Kale tries to find a secure place to ride out the storm
Leets Wednesday June 5th, 2002 2:47:44 PM
Leets shouts with all his voice to be heard by Brahmah.
"I feel horrible about beeing here instead of the battlefield Brahmah!"
The young paladin protects his face with his forearm as a wave bigger than the others drenches him.
"However...HOWEVER, I think we still have a role to play before the end of this! We will see the morning together friend Brahmah!"
"I'm going to see if Zeoll is ok! I'm afraid he was struck more than us by the divine war!"
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday June 5th, 2002 9:58:15 PM
Approached by the concerned Leets, Zeoll comes to his senses and stands up. "Thank you, my frriend," he tell the centaur paladin.
The liontaur has an idea. "Maybe we should look to the Hearrt -- in this time of madness, maybe it can prrotect or at least comforrt us."
If the Mermen are out of harm's way, he suggests that the Chosen should gather around the Sacred Heart, touch it, and try to invoke it. If the Mermen are in danger, he will help them first.
Kalon(Ceil) Thursday June 6th, 2002 1:49:04 AM
Kalon feeling very tired and a little fearful about this War, but must now show it to Kenisha. Tell her,"I think Zeoll is right, Kenisha. We should gather aroound the Heart."
Flat-top Thursday June 6th, 2002 1:54:53 AM
Flat-top has never back away from a fight before, but this is no ordinary battle. "Just how do we fight Gods? Kenisha, I need a few word form you just about now? What do we do now?" Then he wonders if this is what they were trying to warn them about?.
Kenisha Thursday June 6th, 2002 7:06:23 AM
Kenisha. still clutching the railing and looking out at the merfolk, doesn't hear anything asked of her. She turns towards the other Chosen for a moment and shouts (without realizing that she is doing so) "IS EVERYONE OKAY? I CAN'T HEAR A THING!"
Is This The End? [CDM Jerry] Thursday June 6th, 2002 12:11:40 PM
Quicker than most can discern, emotions wash over the Noble Races as god after god dies in holy battle!
Then it stops. Is this the end? Are there still Gods to protect the Wold? Has Marteaus defeated the Gods of Wold?
No, there is hope! Three temples remain.
Alemi. Marteaus. Gargul.
The aftershocks begin to subside, leaving behind groaning sound as if the Wold were trying to pull itself apart.
The Merfolk [DM Jerry] Thursday June 6th, 2002 12:22:32 PM
Refusing to come aboard, they grab the ropes and then the leader blows a whistle. No sound is heard.
Soon, a giant beast rises from the depths. The beast is at least as big as the boat.
The merfolk quickly climb onto the beast as it lowers one tentacle for them to do so. the rope is soon secured to one of the beast's horns.
It begins to pull against the waves straightening your boat so that it faces the waves.
By this time the waves are huge!
50 feet!
100 feet!!
200 feet!!!
As you reach the top of a wave, you pause there for a minute just as the front car of a roller coaster does before descending down faster and faster.
The beast dives and soon appears above the water behind the boat. Much bright red rope has been added and the beast steadies the boat from that side. This process repeats itself.
Ceira Thursday June 6th, 2002 4:00:17 PM
Ceira remains standing near the rail where she threw the rope. Even with the emergence of the aquatic beast, Ceira shows no sign of even acknowledging the existence of the creature. She stands stunned as the Gods of the Wold fall one by one. She winches in pain from a feeling similar to having an internal organ ripped out through her throat... one organ for every god that is slain. If not for the occasional twitch of pain, you'd think she would be stone dead and paralyzed. Fortunately, the pain creates a death grip on the railing; preventing her from falling over. Ceira's eyes continues to stare into the thunder clouds.
Brahmah Thursday June 6th, 2002 9:59:09 PM
Remembering a few incidents at sea he had, Brahmah quickly grabs onto a rope and wraps it aroung his forearm holding the loose end in one hand and making sure the other end is tight to the mast.
"Ceira! Snap out of it!! Lash yurself to something solid, the waves!!" The mino-Taur sailor bellows to all. "THE WAVES!!!!"
Kenisha Thursday June 6th, 2002 11:10:14 PM
Kenisha grabs one of the free ropes and makes her way over to Kalon, taking several slips on the treacherous deck. There she ties the rope to herself and Kalon then achors the rope to a secure spot nearby.
"EVERYONE! HANG ON!" she shouts, her hand grabbing on to one of Kalon's for emotional as well as physical support.
Flat-top Friday June 7th, 2002 6:02:14 AM
Flat-top looking to the waves and the skies with horror, cannot believe that the Gods would kill and destroy the whole Wold?? It was Kenisha's voice that brought him back to the now and the present. Flat-top is secure but Ceira is not, he will loosen himself and make his way to Ceira. Them put a rope around her, telling her, "Ceira, help me! I think I'm going to be sick." Then he makes sure that the both of them are secure.
Kalon (Ceil) Friday June 7th, 2002 6:10:53 AM
Kalon grabs and pulls Kenishe to him. Them making sure that both she and himself are lash to the mast. Putting his lips to her ears, telling her, "YOUR SAFE NOW! EVERY THING IS GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT."
Leets d20+6=20 Friday June 7th, 2002 8:11:46 AM
Leets becomes silent as he feels the fall of all the Gods he worships but a handfull. He stares wide eyed at the waves playing with the boat like a toy, and thinks of the visions he had of the Wold collapsing... He finally grabs a rope and ties himself as well as he can, and then tries to ignore the water crashing around him (concentration check 20), to finally prey Alemi...
"Father of all Gods, last light remaining in our collapsing sky, please defeat the dark one, slayer of your own children, slayer of our own Father."
"Defeat the chaos brought by the false ones, and bring back the order the defenders of light always knew. I have trust in your glory and power, Father of all Gods, and I shall put my own life between your hands...Holy Father, first you were, last you must be. Don't let the darkness come..."
Kenisha Friday June 7th, 2002 8:18:12 AM
With Kalon's head so close to her own, Kenisha realizes something. She turns her head so that their temples and jaws are in firm contact; her free hand holding him in place.
"Say that again!" she says loudly, but not as loud as before. Assuming that he does she laughs, "I'm as safe as I can be, deaf and in the middle of a Godwar driven storm! But at least I can hear you now. Our skulls are resonating the sounds of our voices such that I can hear, even if it still sounds muffled at least I can understand it!"
Indeed, Kalon can feel her voice vibrating through his skin and bones.
Kale Friday June 7th, 2002 9:09:39 AM
"WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!! WWE'RE ALL GOING TO DIEEEE!!" Kale yells out as the boat flies on the waves
Zeoll the Lesser Friday June 7th, 2002 9:56:10 AM
Zeoll does his best to hang on and to make sure that Domi's Heart is safe and secure.
Stillness [DM Jerry] Friday June 7th, 2002 10:17:18 AM
The waves lessen and the winds die down. The thunder and lightning ceases and the rain lessens.
The sun comes out.
Soon all is still.
Strangely still.
Totally still.
There is perhaps a feeling of loneliness in the still air.
Brahmah d20-1=11 Friday June 7th, 2002 7:39:12 PM
Breaking the silence, Brahmah begins laughing.
"Kale, you look good for a dead Taur!!"
The Taur unwraps himself from the loose rope and surveys the sea. He looks up at what's left of the mast and sail. "Are we going anywhere with that burnt sail and dead riggin'?"
OOC:Profession Sailor check to see how bad off the ship actually is, 11!
Kale Saturday June 8th, 2002 8:54:49 AM
"Well," Kale says matter of factly, "I didnt say we were going to die today, just that we are going to die. Where did those merguys go?"
Leets Saturday June 8th, 2002 1:40:23 PM
Leets stands up and glances at the quiet sea, as if the stillness of the surrounding area was an answer to his prayers. A little bit dazzed, he walks to the ship's rail, breathes deeply and closes his eyes.
"Maybe we will now have to pay the highest price for our prayers...The order came back, but I feel like we lost much...and perhaps more."
"I don't even know if there is a single God still standing after this..."
Flat-top Saturday June 8th, 2002 3:42:01 PM
Flat-top unties Ceira from the bonds, as he whispers into her ear. "Thank you, Ceira, I feel much better now." Then he points to the sky and the sea, "See how calm it is now? And Kale is right Where is the Mertaurs and their Giant Pet? They sure save our skin in that turmoil."
Kalon (Ceil) Saturday June 8th, 2002 4:05:01 PM
"The sun shines again and all is calm again." Kalon, as he takes arms away, tell Kenisha "We should see to the heart and the others, Come lets do our duty and help the others including the sailors."
Kenisha Sunday June 9th, 2002 11:12:21 AM
Her ears still ringing and numb, Kenisha says still a bit loud, "Yes Kalon, look to the Heart, I'll check out the others."
She moves from one person to the next checking to see if anyone is injured and explaining that they have to answer with nods and shakes since she is still having trouble with her hearing. She will also ask the sailors if they know where they are.
Kenisha Sunday June 9th, 2002 11:13:55 AM
Question to GM- Kenisha was deafened by the thunder for 4 minutes. Has that time elapsed yet or not? I've beem playing it as if it hasn't.
Jerry-Enjoy the roleplaying moment. Milk it. Then in another posting day you can have it back. Have fun with that too.
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday June 9th, 2002 1:13:40 PM
Zeoll comments on Leet's remark. "At the end, I still sensed thrree gods left: Grreat Alemi, Dead Garrgul, and Darrk Marrteaus. What that bodes I know not. But the worrds of Tarrsus arre still trrue."
The liontaur bard recites: As I fade to enter the Lands of the dead. So you must also fade and enter the lands of the dead. Not as souls pining for rest, but as undead. The dead do not strive! The Undead does strive. And in the lands of the dead, the dead cannot die. This is the secret. This is the path to defeat Marteaus.
After looking at the Heart for inspiration, Zeoll polishes up the poem he intends to recite before Valdor and the great Dragons that they seek.
Ceira Sunday June 9th, 2002 11:39:01 PM
Ceira shakes out of her stupor and looks up. Her eyes squint and recoils from the brightness of the blue sky. Perhaps her eyes were too adjusted to the darkness that had befell the Wold. She looks at Flat-top, smiles, and then looks out to see the wereabouts of the mermen.
MerTaurs [DM Jerry] Tuesday June 11th, 2002 3:14:55 AM
The surface of the sea is disturbed once more as the sea creature once again shows itself. It still smokes in several places where it was hit by lightning and in these places it's wet-leathery skin is coarse black and oozing.
The mermen stand on it's back and it's leader says, "Permission to come aboard. Our means of transportation needs to heal in the depths and forget it's fear.
"We head to Plateau City to contact the Gold Dragons, an adventuring group there. We have information for them about how to defeat Marteaus.
"We offer our services and loyalty. Our priest says that your hearts are pure. Please forgive her intrusion to retrieve this information about you, but our information is too valuable to risk more than is necessary."
They wait expectantly.
Brahmah Tuesday June 11th, 2002 7:41:00 AM
Brahmah looks at the other Chosen with concern on his face, then it's broken by that smile that has become ever so common for this Taur. "Kenisha, I think it'd be a good idea. Maybe we c'n join their Quest, sounds real nuf. They ARE TAURS, after all!" He thinks a minute. "Or they could join ours?!" Suddenly, a gleam of intelligence hits his eyes. "Wait! Could they have stories of ....The Sunderin'?!!" He practically shouts. "Maybe their history, um... parallels ours?!"
Kale Tuesday June 11th, 2002 9:01:32 AM
"Calm down Brahmah." Kale says "We still dont know if we can trust them."
Flat-top Tuesday June 11th, 2002 12:46:06 PM
Flat-top stands there with his mouth open, giving these Mermen a good look over. Finally coming to his senses, "AH! Come on Kale, if they wanted to harm us, they would have done so long before now. We have the same guest and going to the same place." Flat-top sort of measuring about how much they weight. "Kenisha, I think I can carry one maybe two of these Merman on my back, if they cannot walk on land?"
Leets Tuesday June 11th, 2002 2:28:11 PM
Leets nods, looking at Kenisha.
"As for myself, I don't see why they couldn't come aboard. If they wanted to get rid of us, they missed a really good occasion. And maybe they can tell us more about this Dragon Consortium, and perhaps about the sundering,if they effectively are mertaurs."
"And I think their mount really need rest, it was brave in the storm, and deserves it..."
Kenisha Tuesday June 11th, 2002 8:11:39 PM
Kenisha looks confusedn from one Chosen to the next as they talk at her. At least she assumed they were talking to her.
"The air's quiet?! Huh?! What's not ours?"
Turning to Kalon she asks, "What are they talking about? Please, help me with this, Love. And remember to press your temple and jaw to mine so I can hear the vibrations."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=11 Tuesday June 11th, 2002 8:43:44 PM
Zeoll the Lesser listens to each of the Chosen in turn. He bows deeply. "The worrds of all of you arre wise," he says, "and I have always admirred how each takes his orr herr turrn to speak, neverr interrrupting the otherr. Surrely politeness is one cerrtain indication of nobility."
Then the wemic turns to the mer-taurs. He speaks first in Taur and then in Common. He stands right next to Kenisha and yells really loudly.
"GRREAT THANKS TO YOU, OH TAURR-KIN, IF SO WE MAY NAME YOU! YOU KEPT OURR BOAT FRROM SINKING IN THE SEA! THANKS AND THANKS AGAIN!"
"PLEASE COME ABOARRD! WE TOO SEEK THE DRRAGONS OF FAME! FATE HAS BRROUGHT US TOGETHERR -- WE MUST NOT DENY HERR!"
"ALAS, WE HAVE LOST OURR PRRIEST AND LEADERR, WHOSE NAME I BEARR IN HONORR. BUT I NEED NO HOLY ONE TO TELL THAT YOURR HEARRTS ARE PURRE!"
"BE WELCOME!"
Zeoll the Lesser pays close attention to the mer-taurs, trying to get a sense for them. (Sense Motive check 11)
Ceira d20+1=3 Tuesday June 11th, 2002 10:18:03 PM
Ceira remains silent and moves to the back as the Mermen approach. 'Taurs?' she thinks to herself after hearing one of her friends mention it. Having been betrayed once, she is leery of all strangers. (Sense Motive=3) Her ability to focus on the Mermen is distracted by the aquatic beast that approaches.
Kalon(Ceil) Wednesday June 12th, 2002 3:44:51 AM
"My dear Kenisha, if you move your jaw up and down, back and forth. You'll be able to POP your ears, then you'll hear better." Kalon show her who to do the ear popping with his own face (but he does not know how funny he look) "Go a head and try it." Then Kalon wonders why every body is smiling and snickering at him.
The Meeting of the Mermen[Asst.Dm Ceil] Wednesday June 12th, 2002 6:19:22 PM
The Captain yells back at the Mermen, " Yea saved me ship. Permission granted, come abroad." Every able body Taur is put to haul the Mertaurs abroad. When aboard, the priest heal every body that need it, now Kenisha can here again. "Thank-you for taking us aboard. We have a few fresh fish here for food, we can talk over a meal."
(your spell show no evil.)
Kenisha Wednesday June 12th, 2002 9:26:12 PM
"Ah! Much better!" Kenisha smiles at the Mer priest. "My thanks, kind friend. Your rescue of this vessel was very fortuitous. How can we be of assistance to you?"
Brahmah Thursday June 13th, 2002 12:00:08 AM
Brahmah helps haul the Mer-Taurs aboard. He's obviously happy about the new Taur friends they have seemingly made. Then breaks out into a shower of simplistic questioning, mixing in Taur and common; before they are even set fin aboard.
"What Gods do you worship? Do you know of the Great God Domi who died for the Wold? How d'ya know of the Dragon Consortium? Do you know Valdor? How many fish-Taurs are there? How far below the sea do you live? I'm a sailor, I don't 'member seeing yur type b'fore! Can I visit yur home someday? Why don't you drowned? Oh, yeah, yur FISH-Taurs, you can't drowned, dumb me!! What do you call yur riding beast? Have you ever come to land b'fore? Do you have stories of the Sunderin'? And of the Heart of Domi? Did the Gold Dragons send for you?" The massive mino-Taur takes a breath. "Won't you dry out if you come onto the ship!? Will yur beast follow our ship? Does it have a name? Oh, my name is Brahmah!!" He stops blabbing. "Sorry'bout that I just never seen one of yur kind, a kindred of ours from the sea!! Were you once surface dwellers, like us??" He smiles a toothy grin, almost idiotic.
Flat-top Thursday June 13th, 2002 3:55:26 AM
Flat-top stands betwene Brahmah and Kale. "I'm sorry if you think that we are a little courious. This two Bullheades Taurs are Minotaurs. This one here is called Brahmah and is very Talk-a-tive. And this one is called Kale and hardly has any thing to say. But if you give them a chance they make very good friends."
Leets Thursday June 13th, 2002 10:12:47 AM
"Be welcome Mertaurs, we'll be happy to share your company. I'm Leets Talric, of the Talric tribe, paladin of Domi-in-all-Gods, if I can help in some way, tell me..."
"I've heard that you are going to meet the Dragon Consortium: I'm wondering if many other people had this idea too, because we could be a lot when arriving..."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+11=28 Thursday June 13th, 2002 5:40:05 PM
The wemic bard offers his welcome again to the mer-taurs. He shakes hands all around, bows a few times, and sings a little song, which is very engaging and clever, and which he sings while thrumming his bullroarer overhead (perform check 28), but which poor Cayzle has no time to write.
"Off We Go" Asst.Dm Ceil Thursday June 13th, 2002 6:32:20 PM
"Yea all ready? Were off to South Harbor the only place we can dock! Pull up more sheets! You mongrels." Yells the Captain. As the breeze catches the full sails, You can feel the ship moving.
The Priest introduce himself, "I am Red Star the holy one of the group and yes we follow all the gods. But now there is on Alemi left, I think??" The Big Mermen look to his fellows Mertaurs. "Ahh! I see we are all here." Then the Priest turn back, "We must go to the Dragon Consortium or go to see Rosco and Raven in South Harbor. Very Very important."
"Thank you for the song,Priest Lionman. Now tell us about you folks, Do you breath under water? Or Do you use a potion to stay up here?" Wonders the Red Star the Priest.
Brahmah Thursday June 13th, 2002 8:07:26 PM
Brahmah looks at Flat-top, but just glares at him. Listening to the Mer-Taurs, Brahmah seems realitively put off by their questions, when they haven't even answered his!!!
"EXCUSE ME!! I asked first, you haven't answered our questions!!" Brahmah nearly gets into Red Stars face but can't get around Flat-tops wide form. "I don't mean ta'be ruuude, but it's only polite!" He's getting noticably tense, almost suspicous. "No we DON'T breathe water!! We drowned!!" Brahmah gets pouty, crosses his arms and goes off to sit on a barrel.
Kenisha Thursday June 13th, 2002 11:17:35 PM
"Brahmah, please calm down. All n good time." Kenisha tells the upset Minotaur.
to the priest she says, "We are air-breathers. In order to stay underwater for any great period of time, we would need either potions or magic. Why do you need to go to the Dragon Consortium?"
Ceira Friday June 14th, 2002 2:04:42 AM
"You do not know of our kind?" asks Ceira. "How unusual. Your race must be very well hidden and isolated in the deep seas of the Wold. Alas, even you are affected by the cataclysmic events that unfold in the Wold."
Flat-top Friday June 14th, 2002 4:25:17 AM
Flat-top put himself between Brahmah and the Priest Red Star, because he knew that his Bullheaded Friend was getting upset. Flat-top cross his arm on his chest. Whispering to the others near by, "Having a big rump comes in handy some times."
Kalon (Ceil) Friday June 14th, 2002 4:32:15 AM
Kalon stand beside his beloved Kenisha, telling her "I don't know how you do it? But you can handle the hardest problem of mix Taurs I have ever seen." Then put his hand to cover his mouth so no one will see that Kalon is supressing a laugh.
Kale Friday June 14th, 2002 6:20:19 AM
still not really trusting the mermen, Kale keeps quiet and chooses just to observe for now
Zeoll the Lesser Friday June 14th, 2002 9:04:31 AM
"I am very interrested in hearring about the news you brring," Zeoll says. "We too have news. Without rrevealing too much, is yourr news about how to defeat the Darrk One?"
Leets Friday June 14th, 2002 10:16:54 AM
"Zeoll is right...We aneed allies in this war, and to my mind, there would be nobody better than you to rule the seas and stop Marteaus the Dark One..."
"Oh captain! When do you think we'll arrive? I hate being there without knowing what's happening on the land..."
"Full Sails Ahead" Asst. Dm Ceil Friday June 14th, 2002 3:18:14 PM
The ship Captain yells,"If the wind hold like this we'll be in port by noon tomorrow, IF YOU RAT DROPPINGS DON'T MOVE. YEA WON'T GET SHORE LEAVE."
Red Star the priest eyes gets wide in surprise at Leets question, "What do you know about Matious and his Dark Lord Sharpie? OH! He's a mean one. That dark Lord came down with his army and destroyed the under sea Capitol of Pearl City." Red Star look very sad and down hearted, "When we left to seek the Gold Dragons, we have to give the information to them first. I hope we don't run into any trouble on the way."
Brahmah Friday June 14th, 2002 9:17:16 PM
"I have news for you priest! Our capitols, cities, harbors and small villages have been destroyed as well. Your NOT alone in this, WE were never alone in this! But understand this, our Quest is an Honorable one, to be part of it you must be able to defend a fallen LAND walker as you would yur'own kin. I will defend you and yur people, so I swear by my Honor! Will you do the same for us?!" Brahmah still sits on the barrel, his eyes are not leaving the deck, he does not look up to make eye contact.
"Flat-top, come here friend." When Flat-top approaches, the mino-Taur askes something that's been on his mind for quite awhile. "We didn't just leave Roarr behind, did we? Did he say where he was going, I forget? Maybe back to his tribe? We need him."
Kale Saturday June 15th, 2002 9:21:08 AM
"Raorr isnt with us." Kale says "He has a different part to play."
Flat-top Saturday June 15th, 2002 3:38:46 PM
Flat-top is curling some rope into a barrel for later use. When Brahmah calls him, just finishing his task Flat-top trots over to the Minotaur, "Yes You wanted me?...Raorr?... Last time I saw him he was sleeping in the hole. He must be one heavy sleeper, if he slept through this Storm."
Kalon (Ceil) Saturday June 15th, 2002 3:46:16 PM
Kalon stand beside Kenisha, listening as to what the priest is saying about the undersea Capitol. "Why must you talk to the gold Dragons first?"
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday June 16th, 2002 9:55:12 AM
Zeoll answers Red Star, "Yes, we know of Matious, although we know him by the name Marrteaus. We seek his downfall, as do all of noble hearrt. We carry inforrmation to the drragons about how to defeat him."
Ceira Sunday June 16th, 2002 11:05:19 PM
Once the ship is underway, Ceira begins to recognize the nausea of sea-sickness welling up in her stomach. She shimmies over to the nearest mast and holds on tight.
Kenisha Monday June 17th, 2002 12:50:01 AM
"Yes, Rad Star. If you can tell us, why do you need to speak to the Gold Dragons? As to Marteaus, we know of him certainly. Of this Lord Sharpie, I know of him not."
Leets Monday June 17th, 2002 3:07:42 AM
Hearing those terrible news, a veil of disapointment darkens Leets' face.
"You will sure be a valuable ally, Red Star, and maybe you could tell us and the Dragons how your own peoplewas defeated. This way we could perhaps find a weakness and defeat Marteaus more easily."
"This will be a terrible battle: it looks like nobody can defeat him, neither on land, neither in the water. We still must hope that the gods will do better in the skies..."
"Docking in Port" Asst. Dm Ceil Monday June 17th, 2002 4:57:26 PM
As the ship is docking, the Captain yells his orders "Drop the main sails. Ready the poles. Throw those ropes. Hurry! You scrounge Bilges."
Red Star looks at the bunch of you, hesitate for a moment, then tell them the story. "One of our Cleric had this vision of our God in a great battle. He told him to send a party to the surface and go to the gold dragons, and they will tell them what to do, and how to do it? Also to look for the Orb, very important to get that Orb. He said we will know it when we see it. I though he had dip into the Blue Wine one too many times, that is until we were attack. We ask him where this Orb would be, and again he said here, this place on land. That's when we surface and you help us when our giant Dolphin was hurt and had to submerge. We don't know any more then that. Just that we have to talk to the Gold Dragons here. What do you make of it? Strange, Real strange."
Red Star gives Ceira some Seaweed (to settle her stomach, tastes like mint) and tells her that he gets Landsick every time he surfaces.
Ceira Monday June 17th, 2002 10:59:38 PM
Ceira takes the seaweed and places it on her tongue. It quickly dissolves on her tongue and sends a cool and crisp wave up through her nasal passages. Her head rises as if filled with helium and her body follows suit. "Oooo.... that hit the spot!!! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" and she leans down to give him a big kiss on the cheek.
After a moment of stunned silence, Ceira realizes her error so she quickly wipes his cheek with her fingers.
"So do you know what the Gold Dragons look like or where they might be found? Or were you going to ask us these same questions? HA HA HA!" Ceira laughs in jest, "I honestly have no clue. We've only met the one called Valdor. It'll be hard to find him since he seems to come and go on a whim."
Kenisha Monday June 17th, 2002 11:00:56 PM
Kenisha nods, "Yes, strange indeed. Since we too are going to see the Gold Dragons, why don't we travel together. There is safety in numbers in this troubled times. Will you need help travelling on land?"
Brahmah Monday June 17th, 2002 11:41:47 PM
Brahmah looks at Ceira. "Yes, Valdor is a very important hero of the Wold! And the Gold Dragons still need our help? Hmmm. This must be important! Maybe the Dragons are forming a Great Army?!!!" The warrior gets a very wide smile on his face. "War! This is Great!!" Then realizing that perhaps that was the wrong moment to delight in battle, he looks around. "Well, we should go. Yeah, we should."
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday June 18th, 2002 6:54:59 AM
"While your joy in battle does you honorr, young minotaurr," Zeoll the Lesser says to Brahmah, "and no doubt brrave Zeoll the Greaterr would have apprroved, let us not forrget that we arre herre because we have Imporrtant Inforrmation for the Drragons -- Inforrmation that ourr ancestorr Tarrsus gave us about how to defeat the Darrk One!"
The liontaur bard also supervises and lends a hand in making sure the Heart of Domi is secure and carried off the ship safely.
"Thank you all," he tells the captain and crew.
Flat-top Tuesday June 18th, 2002 10:12:40 AM
Flat-top will stick up for the fighters, "I'm sorry if you feel that way, but we are a little restless. We do our best but Taurs are getting killed every day. So we feel a little helpless. If Somebody can tell us how to get to the root of the problem, we will be first in line to go into battle. That is why we were Chosen. Now let's go ashore and get to talk to these Gold Dragons."
Kalon (Ceil) Tuesday June 18th, 2002 10:17:46 AM
"Easy! Flat-top, it has not been play time for the rest of us either. Kenisha, let's bid good bye to the Captain and see to the lift." Kalon pick up his end of the Arc.
Leets Tuesday June 18th, 2002 2:19:46 PM
"I agress with you Brahmah! Although it happens in such terrible circumstances, I feel really excited about fighting by the side of people like Valdor! Even if Mateaus looks unstoppable, I feel like we still have a chance with such heroes!"
"As for how defeating Marteaus, tell me Red Star, since you are a priest, maybe you know a way to go to the land of the deads without, well...dying definitively...no?"
"Now What to Do" Asst. Dm Ceil Tuesday June 18th, 2002 4:30:12 PM
"AHOY! Passengers, I dock at South Harbor. Step careful, my Taurs Mates, It is dangerous out there" Yelled the Captain. "Fair Wind to yea backs." As you disembark and walk to the Lifts. Death and destruction is every where, and the people who are still alive are very discourage. You press on to the Lifts to Plateau City, just when you get there, all you see is the whole lifts are destroyed. You are a little discourage So you turn back to South Harbor with heavy Heart. On the way back is a Mistral Juggling an Apple, an Axe and a Rock. You stand there for a while and when he is done, you all applaud your approval. Out loud you ask him, "We feel much better now, but we wonder if there is another way to speak to the Dragon Counsel?" You are about to leave when the Minstrel tell you, "The only way I know of now, is the old warriors Rosco and Raven, they say one of them has a magic earring? They live up stairs in the Whisper Wind Inn." The Bard turns to the people, who are cheering and shouting for more, and they all look a little happier.
Brahmah Tuesday June 18th, 2002 7:09:20 PM
Brahmah looks at Zeoll, then walks up to the bard. "How young! do you take me for, Singer?" He askes, while towering over the Taur. "By my rec'ning, I'm there 'bouts sixty or so years old. Stopped counting after twenty, never hoped to make it this far!!" The Taur bursts into laughter. He grins at Leets, just nodding in response to his words. Brahmah walks back to Flat-top. "I'm more than just restless! I need a fight." He looks around then whispers to Flat-top. "You know... Roarr and me nev'r got along very well. I really wanted to brawl with him! He was lippy. Right now though, we could use his courage and brawn." Having made land fall, Brahmah helps Ceira get to land. "Get those land paws back lady! We can't wait for you." He smiles that idiotic toothy grin. Brahmah turns to the Captain. "Fair ya well, and may the wind rush you safe!"
Kenisha Tuesday June 18th, 2002 9:39:13 PM
Kenisha thanks the captain and crew before leaving the ship.
After talking to the minstrel, Kenisha says to the Chosen and Merfolk, "I guess we must go to the tavern he spoke of."
She looks about to see if it is within sight. If it isn't she will as one of the townsfolk if they can give directions to the tavern.
Ceira Wednesday June 19th, 2002 12:29:04 AM
Happy to be back on solid ground Ceira trots after Kenisha. Being careful not to trample any nearby humans, she also asks other residents to confirm the tavern's location. "I almost lost my lunch on that ship... but I'm ready for dinner!"
Kale Wednesday June 19th, 2002 8:32:32 AM
"Did that merman taste like fish when you kissed him?' Kale whispers to Ceria
Flat-top Wednesday June 19th, 2002 9:22:13 AM
Flat-top ask the two mermen riding on his back, "I cannot believe all the destruction around here, But that juggler was good. And now for something to eat. Off to the Inn."
Kalon(Ceil) Wednesday June 19th, 2002 9:30:56 AM
"Did you get direction to the Inn? Kenisha. Brahmah is right we are getting hungry. Are you going to ask for an Apple Ice with Chocolate Sauce and a sour pickle again?"
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday June 19th, 2002 11:35:15 AM
"Well, good Brrahmah," the liontaur replies, "when yourr hearrt is young, that's all that matterrs!"
When the minstrel mentions the "Whisper Wind Inn," Zeoll the Lesser gives a snort. "Huh! Well, that's an omen, if everr I hearrd one! Come, mino-taurrs, cen-taurrs, lion-taurrs, and merr-taurrs, we have an omen to follow!"
The Whisper Wind Inn [Asst. Dm Ceil] Wednesday June 19th, 2002 5:05:41 PM
The party hoof it down the street, going near the docks, and there at the far end of the street is a rundown (half broken) sign of the Fins and Hooves Tavern. every body enters through a broken door. All of you belly up to the bar and orders a hardy meal for all around (because you are famish) Then ask the owner as to where can we meet a Mr. Rosco and or Mr. Raven? "OH! I'm not the owner, I'm just their cook and Inn keeper. The owners are up stairs, the third room in front, Just knock". He pick up the dishes and bring them drinks (of their choice). Now you know that all of you cannot all go up stairs. You'll have to chose witch of you will meet with the Gentlemen? Choose Well!! Chosen Ones, the one that don't go up stairs will be at their drinks down stairs.
Ceira d20+2=13 Wednesday June 19th, 2002 11:31:46 PM
"Ahhh! That hit the spot!" says Ceira as she pats her stomach. She leans near Kale, "In case you're wondering, I had a fishy taste in my mouth ever since I pecked him. Just another reason why I was anxious to eat!"
Ceira then walks over to Kenisha and leans down to whisper, "I can turn invisible and follow you or anyone else who intends to go up. Sort of like a precautionary measure. Our Wold is plunging into chaos so there's no telling what may happen."
(OOC: If Kenisha does not mind, then Ceira will exit the tavern and leave the door held open. She will then dive into the nearest abandoned alley where she will cast Invisible on herself then rush back in before someone complains about the door being open. The spell will be good for 40 minutes. Move Silently=13)
Kenisha Wednesday June 19th, 2002 11:53:55 PM
(Since Ceil hasn't replies to a private e-mail yet, I'll just post two alternatives since I don't know who can actually make it up the stairs.)
OOC: If the stairs are made for humans-
Kenisha eyes the stairs and shakes her head at Ceira. "I doubt that I will be making it up those stairs. Besides, we don't know that there are any hostiles here. It might be best to save your spell for a better time and purpose." she whispers back.
Aloud she says, "If you would be so kind, Brahmah, Kale, could you go up and inquire as to whether or not Mr. Rosco or Mr. Raven are amiable with the notion of coming down to speak to us? We will wait down here."
OOC: If the stairs are made for four-footed taurs-
Kenisha eyes the stairs and shakes her head at Ceira. "We don't know that there are any hostiles here. It might be best to save your spell for a better time and purpose." she whispers back.
Aloud she says, "Brahmah, Zeoll, would you please come up with me? We'll go inquire to Misters Rosco and Raven. Hopefully they will be willing to speak to all of us down here. Red Star? Do you think you can join us up the stairs? It seems right to have members of all our races together in this."
If this is agreeable with everyone, Kenisha leads them upstairs and knock on the third door.
Brahmah d20+5=18 Thursday June 20th, 2002 12:17:14 AM
Brahmah looks at Kenisha. "Hostiles?! Hmmmm... well, I better go with you alright!" He grins, ear to ear. He follows Kenisha close in front, but not crowding her on the stairs, he takes a non-combative point position directly in front of her (Falchions not drawn, but loose in the sheathe ready for action). Somewhat leaden, having just ate a large meal, Brahmah is slow in movement.
OOC: Brahmah is cautious while going upstairs, Spotting for 18.
Flat-top Thursday June 20th, 2002 8:35:30 AM
"Well, as for me, I think that I'll stay here and swap lies with these Mermen here." As Flat-top leans on the bar. "Inn Keeper another round of your ale." Flat-top puts some coins on the bar and turn to the Merman and starts another story, "Now let me tell you of the time when we went to Weimic Island and we . . . ."
Kalon(Ceil) Thursday June 20th, 2002 8:43:06 AM
"Oh! this story I have to hear for myself. You go a head and talk to the men upstairs, Dear. I know you'll be all right there seem to be no danger anywhere." Kalon sit and listens to the lies of Flat-top and laugh with the others.
Kale Thursday June 20th, 2002 8:55:09 AM
Kale waits by the staircase wondering if he's going up or not. "Was he salty?" Kale whispers to Ceira
Zeoll the Lesser (Mage Armor) Thursday June 20th, 2002 10:13:57 AM
If he can go upstairs, Zeoll the Lesser will go wherever Kenisha directs. Otherwise he will wait downstairs. But sensing the possibility of trouble, either way he uses a moment to set down his shield and cast a Mage Armor spell -- it'll last for the next three hours. Then he picks up his shield again.
Leets Thursday June 20th, 2002 10:30:55 AM
The young centaur paladin nods at Kenisha's command.
"Anyway I prefer to stay here, with my eyes wide opened...We've fallen in more than one trap, and I prefer to be careful about who we have in our backs..."
"Go with Brahmah and Zeoll and do well Kenisha, as you always do, we all others will stay here..."
DM Jerry Friday June 21st, 2002 12:06:40 AM
Thanks for your great play while I was gone and special thanks to Ceil for doing a wonderful job in my stead. :)
On Sunday this was sent by private post:
Brahmah (Jay) Sunday June 16th, 2002 5:40:53 AM I was wondering. What DID happen to Roarr's player? I thought maybe the character left, but reading the archive, I found no reference to leaving. Did I miss something? :-)
My response: We had to let him go from The Wold when he wouldn't respond to email and due to his habit of non-posting over the last few months.
We will leave the game as is until July 20th and the end of the YOA. After that, we'll recruit some new players to fill us out once again.
(I will delete this post in a couple of days.)
Ignore the Sign? [DM Jerry] Friday June 21st, 2002 12:50:12 AM
The stairs indeed are sized for the mid-sized and two-legged races. (Those of the Centaur race who attempt the stairs will need to make Dex checks with a DC of 10. Failure means you slip and injure a leg for 1d6 points of damage. Those of the Minotaur races must duck and the stairs are slick requiring a Dex check of DC 6. Same result for failure. Liontaurs have no difficulties with the stairs.)
Once upstairs, there is a sign on a single door that says, "Do Not Disturb or Die a painful death."
A jovial voice below of the dwarven bartender says, "Ignore the sign. Knock loudly!"
Several of the patrons giggle at this remark.
Meanwhile down in the bar, the juggler from the street has entered the bar.
"Jagster! juggle this!" Comes the cry from various places in the tavern.
Suddenly various objects are flying through the air towards the skinny white faced half-elf. He catches each with ease juggling all 6 items.
Brahmah d20+2=22 d20-2=17 Friday June 21st, 2002 3:07:58 AM
OOC: Made Dex, with a 22
About to knock on the door, Brahmah hears the flying debris, and dashes back down stairs with a snear on his face. Ducking in all the right places traveling back down. The sound of his hooved feet rumble down the stair like a rock slide in a timbered forest. "Flat-top! Where are you?! Let's show these Woldians that WE Taurs love entertainment! Let's help that poor soul!" Hitting the bottom stair, he has his Falchion drawn. Brahmah emerges from the hall into the common-room, perhaps looming at least a head or two taller than the attackers. "Try throwing those at me!!" He bellows as he steps in front of the bard. "Back..OFF!!" (~ untrained Intimidation Check, whew! of 17)
OOC: Of course if anyone laughs or accousts Brahmah, they'll be losing an appendage. :) Also, if the bard is the TRAP and stabs Brahmah in the back, he'll been having a really bad day. :) Yes, I'm boasting!
Flat top Friday June 21st, 2002 8:48:58 AM
Flat-top will order a strong drink for Brahmah to take the edge off his ego. "Hey Barkeeper A drink for my friend here, a strong ONE." Flat-top trots off and holds Brahmah wrist (where the weapon is). With a chuckle in his voice, tells his friend "Easy there Brahmah, this is the minstrel we saw in the village. Don't you remember? Well, you should have seen him catch each and every one of those items the people through at him. Sit down and watch him, he's good. Very Good." Flat-top will order a strong drink for Brahmah to take the edge off his ego. "Hey Barkeeper A drink for my friend here, a strong ONE."
Kalon (Ceil) Friday June 21st, 2002 8:56:13 AM
Kalon stifles a laugh, because he knows better than to make fun at any Minotaur. "Here!(as Kalon pulls a chair for the big minotaur) sit next to me."
Kale Friday June 21st, 2002 10:21:38 AM
Kale decides not to go up the stairs but remains standing by the stairwell, ideling picking at his fingernails with his knife
Zeoll the Lesser d20+11=27 Friday June 21st, 2002 12:07:48 PM
Zeoll the Lesser ignores the juggler, somewhat looking his nose down at the tosser of many objects.
"Well," the liontaur bard says as he leaps up the stairs instead, "since Domi never Chose me the way he did everrybody else, it matterrs less if I die, so I will go firrst! I will venturre the wrrath of Drragons and ignorre the sign! Besides, I am nimble of foot, good of looks, sharrp of tongue, loud of mouth, and smarrt of a--"
The wemic's words are cut off as he stumbles on the last step -- although Zeoll doesn't fall or injure himself, he also doesn't quite finish whatever it was he was about to say.
Outside the door, he reads the sign, composes himself, and thinks for a moment. If there is room, he takes out his bullroarer and sets it to thrumming melodically overhead. Then he breaks into a song, starting low and then growing louder and more insistent ... hello? hello? hello? hello? Mister Rraven? Mister Rroscoe? Please excuse my brringing news -- But we have a common foe!
After a pause, if there is no response, the bard continues ... Hey Now! Well Now! Come Now! Show Now! Frriendly Drragons! If You Know How Please Come Forrth And Meet My Demand! Help Us Keep Ourr Sacrred Vow!
After another pause, if there is STILL no response, the bard finishes, shouting at the end ... BY ALEMI! BY DEAD DOMI! I BESEECH THEE -- DON'T BETRRAY ME! HEARR OURR TIDINGS! STOP YOURR HIDINGS! YOU"LL BE GLAD, I GUARRANTEE!
[OOC: Perform Check 27 with the bullroarer, 25 without]
If this fails to produce an answer, Zeoll heads back downstairs and says, "Nobody's home!"
If there is an answer -- and if Zeoll the Lesser gets to speak before he is slain -- he says meekly, "Downstairrs, the Chosen Taurrs of Domi, along with select Merr-folk, rrequest the honorr of addrressing you on matterrs most imporrtant as soon as possible. Thank you."
Kenisha d20+3=13 d20+4=6 Friday June 21st, 2002 6:33:10 PM
Kenisha shakes her head as she watches Brahmah race back down the stairs. When Kale doesn't go up and Zeoll does, she decides to carefully make her way up the human-made stairs. After all, she is relatively small for a centaur.
"Now don't eat my Apple Ice, Kalon. And leave me at least one pickle please." She teases her beloved wemic as she starts up the stairs. (Refl = 13)
At the top of the stairs she listens as Zeoll serenades the door. When he is done she adds, "Yes please, our mission is of the most vital importance." (Diplomacy check = 6)
Brahmah Bully [DM Jerry] d20=20 d20=19 d20=9 d20=4 d20=20 d20=15 d20=17 d20=13 d20=18 d20=2 d20=5 d20=19 d4=2 d4=3 d4=4 d4=1 d4=3 d3=2 Friday June 21st, 2002 10:09:33 PM
Upstairs, as Zeoll the Lessor kicks into his final verse, there is a series of curses! Then the sound of breaking glass. Then a screaming voice.
"Its gonna blow!"
There follows the sound of scrambling feet and someone trying to unlock the door.
-----
Meanwhile, down in the tavern, Brahmah's words echo throughout the room:
"Try throwing those at me!!"
There is a slight pause as the shock of the moment washes over the mostly dwarven patrons of the tavern.
Then....
A large number of objects from beer steins to legs of meat to lit candles full of hot wax sail through the air towards Brahmah!
One beer stein hits him on the chin doing 5 hit points of damage to him.
A wine glass alto hits doing 5 hit points of damage and a spash of wax streaks across his face doing 5 additional hit points of damage.
[The wax is temporary damage.]
Laughter fills the room as patrons search for more things to throw.
One dwarf says, "Ow! Sorry. Didn't mean to hit ya that hard."
One dwarf quickly unscrews a circular ball shaped piece of wood from the stair banister and sends it flying.
It's as if the whole room watches this wooden ball as it heads unerringly for the forehead of the Huge Minotaur.
However, as it travels it seems to slow down...slower...slower until it touches the forehead gently and speaks so that only Brahmah can hear the words:
"I am a communication orb from the Dragon Consortium. Speak and they will hear."
Brahmah d20-1=11 Saturday June 22nd, 2002 4:00:59 AM
Brahmah gets noticeably upset (the recognizable love for carnage he usually conveys) and heads out towards the dwarf that 'Didn't mean to hit you so hard,' with every intention of sending the stout man through a wall.
But he stops as the globe hits him and he hears a voice in his head. "Uh.... what?" he says, as he looks around just adding to the humor of the moment. "Uh.... okay. We're ... the Chosen of Domi from the Taur Isles. We need to talk to you... uh, the Dragon Consortium. Oh... the MerTaurs need... have important stuff to say... I guess." The huge mino-Taur just stands stupified as the globe rolls, stopping at his feet. He picks it up and shakes it. "Uh... hello?!"
He glances at the dwarf who threw it. Then looks dumbly at Flat-top. And back again.
OOC: I made a Int check just to see if Brahmah recognizes the dwarf or even looks at the right dwarf who threw it.
Flat-top Saturday June 22nd, 2002 6:10:21 PM
Flat-top advance to stand beside Brahmah, so he can handle his temper. But when Flat-top saw the action of that wooden ball going slower at Brahmah's forehead. Flat-top stares at the thing with open mouth. "Whoa!! That's not your average missle."
Kalon(Ceil) Saturday June 22nd, 2002 6:13:30 PM
Kalon was eating some apple-ice, when he saw the wooden ball head for Brahmah forehead and stop. "What is that??"
Kale Sunday June 23rd, 2002 8:59:07 AM
Kale gets a bit caught up with the throwing of things and almost throws his dagger at Brahmah, but stops himself.
Kenisha Sunday June 23rd, 2002 9:13:57 AM
Kenisha grabs Zeoll by an arm and tugs him to one side of the door. "We may want to move farther away."
She moves to the top of the stairs and turns to face the door again.
Leets Sunday June 23rd, 2002 1:27:17 PM
Still fearing an attack or a trap, Leets reacts quickly and comes to Brahmah with his shield. However, he quickly understands that there is no real danger, and the wooden ball arrives as he looks around.
"Oh...We've got to be more careful...This could have been a missile, or a bomb, something like this...What does it have to say?"
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday June 23rd, 2002 11:55:43 PM
The bard, caught up in his own performance, is slow to react -- but Kenisha's guidance keeps him from standing with mouth agape.
He too retreats and prepares. He takes out his shield and stands ready, leg muscles tensed for a leap.
Ceira Monday June 24th, 2002 1:25:54 AM
Ceira's eyes grow suspicious at the sight of the wooden ball. She begins scanning the crowds for anyone who might be actively controlling the ball. Seeing no one, she turns her attention back towards the ball and giggles as she listens to Brahmah try to talk to the ball. "Are you feeling okay Brahmah?" she asks.
"Waaaahhhh!?" [DM Jerry] d20=2 Monday June 24th, 2002 8:48:39 PM
Brahmah is able to detect which dwarf threw it. He's the one over by the stairs with his mouth and eyes open and the soup noodles dropping from his lower lip. The Drawf vocalizes, "Waaaahhhh!?"
The effect on most of the patrons is evident. Many stare. Some scream. Others in reflex loosen the peace bonds on their swords.
Brahmah, Flattop, and Leets please make a spot check of 15 to detect a slowly growing warmth inside the orb. Brahmah feels a longing to receive information from the Orb. Flattop and Leets get this sensation from a distance--more of a longing to be touched.
Ceira, who is scanning the crowd, notices that some few patrons seem to not be able to see the Orb and look around trying to figure out what has everyone so riled up.
-----
The door to the left of the stairs being at the end of the hallway is pretty impossible to move so that one is at it's side. Retreating works however.
About the time Kenisha pulls Zeoll to where the stairway is, there is a huge explosion.
KWOWWWWOWOWWWWW!
The door bulges and creaks as the power of the explosion pushes at it.
A voice cries, "AAIIIIIEEEEEE--Oww!"
Then the door blows upon and the power of multicolored energy drives the door forward.
It falls at the feet of Kenisha and Zeoll.
A rather young man with a grey beard falls at your feet riding the door.
"Ow." He says again.
One of the patrons, about to throw a soupbowl at Brahmah, pauses in mid-throw as the orb manifests itself and the bowl slides off of his hand landing on the floor missing the top of Ceil's head by just a bit. (d20=2)
One of the patrons looks at Kale nearly throwing something and said, "Yeah I thought he was just another juggler too. This is mighty strange isn't it?"
Brahmah d20+5=24 Monday June 24th, 2002 9:43:50 PM
Brahmah, who is holding the Orb, says to Flat-top, "Hey, this things warm!" He shakes it again. "Hey, you said speak, I spoke, but their not speaking back!! What's wrong with this thing?!" The mino-Taur looks at the dwarf and snears. Then hearing the explosion, Brahmah looks at the ceiling and exclaims. "I KNEW IT, I JUST KNEW IT!! HOSTILES! Kenisha and Zeoll are up there.... I CAN'T believe I left them there!" He pockets the Orb casually and runs back upstairs, watching his step as he goes, trying to avoid a possible mis-step. Before reaching the bottom of the stairs, however, Brahmah looks over at the dwarf whom threw the Orb. "Don't go anywhere Stout-one, I'll be back for you in just a second." He pauses briefly. "Where are yur manners?! Don't talk with yur mouth full!!" Turning the Leets, Brahmah says to him, "Watch him!" Pointing at the dwarf.
OOC: If the warmth from the Orb is unbarable, Brahmah wraps it in a bar towel or something of the like... preferrably a damp towel.
Kenisha d20+3=14 Monday June 24th, 2002 10:41:21 PM
Looking concerned, Kenisha asks, "Are you alright, sir?"
She also looks through the doorway to see if there is anything she should be worried about. (Spot= 14)
Ceira Tuesday June 25th, 2002 12:47:39 AM
The explosion startles Ceira. As Brahmah runs upstairs, she is still left a bit confused but takes note of the dwarf that Brahmah points out. She approaches the dwarf, looms over him and speaks, "Hello dwarf. Are you the one responsible for that floating ball thing? May I have your name?"
Flat-top d20+1=20 Tuesday June 25th, 2002 5:58:33 AM
Flat-top hardly feels the soup bowl as it grazes his head. His attention is on the Orb. Flat-top stand there open mouth and stare at it for a while, Then turns to Kale and Leets asking "DID? Did you see that THING? Is it me or did it glow?"
(OOC: Made my spot check 20)
Kalon(Ceil d20+3=7 Tuesday June 25th, 2002 6:12:21 AM
Kalon slumps over his bowl of Apple Ice (so that no soup noodles or flying ale will spoil his Ice). He looks up at Flat-top and ask "what Orb? What Glow?". Then goes back to his bowl of Apple Ice.
When there was a big explosion. Kalon shouts as he runs up the stairs (with cat like grace) "Kanisha! Are you alright?."
Kale Tuesday June 25th, 2002 9:02:23 AM
"Yeah, it is weird." Kale mutters to the patron. as Brahmah runs for the stairs, Kale moves in his way and says "What did you put in your pocket?"
Leets d20+3=19 Tuesday June 25th, 2002 1:17:49 PM
"Oh no..."
Leets shouts as he realizes there is something strange with this orb. To him, there is no doubt...
"Brahmah! Throw it! THROW IT! IT IS a bomb!!!"
"YOU ALL! UNDER THE TABLES! ON THE GROUND!"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=19 Tuesday June 25th, 2002 2:13:47 PM
The wemic bard tries to lend a hand. "Herre, let me help you," he says as he reaches down.
"Are you Misterr Rraven orr Misterr Rroscoe? We need help in contacting the Drragons."
Peering into the room, he tries to see if anyone is inside -- maybe hurt. (Spot check 19 -- wow!)
Flat-top Tuesday June 25th, 2002 3:33:41 PM
"Hey! LEETS! How are we Centaurs going to hide under a table?" ask Flat-top. "Not with that roump of mine. . . or yours."
Magical Jumping Dwarves [DM Jerry] Wednesday June 26th, 2002 12:48:49 AM
The Orb does not seem to be getting hotter as Kale stops Brahmah on the stairs.
When Leets shouts his warning, dwarves everywhere, used to explosions in this place owned by an archmage , obey instantly hitting the deck in all directions.
In the confusion, Ceira has half a dozen dwarves jumping in all directions and it is difficult to keep track of which one she is watching. (Int. check of 14 to keep track of him)
-----
Upstairs, the young looking mage slowly gets to his feet.
"Yeah I'm ok. You? Yes I'm Rossco. The dragon left the orb for you folks. Is it important? I've got this Delayed Blast Fireball...well mage stuff to work on."
His voice is gruff and focused. His face shows the frustration of being interrupted. He looks longingly at the ruins of his lab and then back at Kenisha.
He dusts himself off and helps Kenisha to her feet.
Kenisha Wednesday June 26th, 2002 1:39:37 AM
"An Orb? We were told you had a magic earring. Oh well, no bother either way. Where is this Orb? The Chosen and the Merfolk must speak with the Dragon Consortium as soon as possible." Kenisha says to Rossco.
To the calls from below she shouts back, "We're fine. Mr. Rossco was just experimenting."
Brahmah d20-1=18 Wednesday June 26th, 2002 2:09:38 AM
Brahmah, hearing the calls from Kenisha, he now knows she's okay. He draws his attention back to the dwarf, ignoring Kale, but he places his hand in his pocket out of habit being in crowded places, fully aware of Kales 'profession'(knows of his rogue-ish tendencies, and he is used to theft on the docks). (Int Check 18) Pin pointing the dwarf down to the table his was at, now on the floor, under a table. "There you are!" He gently moves Kale away with a grin on his face, and heads toward the dwarf. "Excuse me friend." His intentions with the orb are unknown, but he feels determined some how, to keep it for himself and for the party as a whole.
Kale Wednesday June 26th, 2002 8:52:07 AM
letting Brahmah go, Kale keeps an eye on him as he begins to climb the stairs. "I wonder whats going on up here." he says to himself
Flat-top Wednesday June 26th, 2002 12:13:36 PM
Flat-top Look around, "I'M not going up stairs, too many Taurs up there already. Hey! Barkeeper another order of your ale." Then look under the table, "Everything is all right now, come on out and we'll ask the Mistral to juggle again!"
Ceira d20+3=11 Wednesday June 26th, 2002 3:19:50 PM
Ceira flinches at Leet's claim but believes the proximity of the bomb is too close for that dwarf. Not being accustomed to keeping an eye on such a small humanoid, Ceira easily loses the mysterious dwarf in the diving crowds.
Leets Wednesday June 26th, 2002 3:46:10 PM
"Ahem..."
Leets slowly looks over his shield, hearing no bomb exploding. He feels a little bit confused, but still cautious about this orb...
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday June 26th, 2002 6:24:44 PM
The bard bows low when Roscoe introduces himself. "I am Zeoll the Lesserr," he says, "and you have the honorr herre of meeting Kenisha the Wise, Leaderr of the Chosen Taurr of Domi."
"I am sorrry to interrupt you. But ourr need is grreat indeed. Perrhaps you can show us this Orrb?"
"Thank you."
Great Meeting [DM Jerry] Wednesday June 26th, 2002 11:12:48 PM
Rossco smiles in a thin-lipped way and says, "I have an earring as well. Gather your group. I have a private meeting room downstairs to the side of the kitchen. It's....protected. No one will overhear us or bother us there."
Once everyone is in the private room, Rossco closes the door and locks it.
"The orb is outside in the tavern. It was provided for groups to contact the Dragon Consortium about information concerning Marteaus.
I, as a Gold Dragon, wear an earring that lets me talk directly to my friends who are actively adventuring right now as well as those who are not.
Let's do this the direct way. Faster.
He tugs on his earring and pulling it off lays it on the table.
He speaks, "Hey boys, Rossco here. I have an adventuring group of Taurs and some Mermen adventurers who both have information for you."
A voice answers almost immediately. It seems as if the voice is in the room.
"Where ya at Rossco?"
Rossco says, "Mordrid, we're in the meeting room off of the kitchen."
"I think I'll come myself. Be there in a sec."
A few seconds later, there is a popping sound and a dark cloaked figure appears in the room. His cloak has gold trim and he carries himself as a hunter, senses aware of everything.
"Well met my friend."
He embraces Rossco and then turns quickly upon the two groups smiling to put you at your ease.
"So who are you and what have you discovered?"
Kenisha Wednesday June 26th, 2002 11:43:33 PM
Kenisha steps forward and bows slightly before Mordrid. "I am Kenisha, Leader of the Chosen of Imod. We have travelled long and hard in our quest to restore the Heart of Domi. We have succeeded, and in doing so, we have been given a way to defeat Marteaus."
"Tarsus, the first Taur created by Tomi, told us thus before he faded away to his just rewards in the afterlife: 'As I fade to enter the Lands of the dead. So you must also fade and enter the lands of the dead. Not as souls pining for rest, but as undead. The dead do not strive! The Undead does strive. And in the lands of the dead, the dead cannot die. This is the secret. This is the path to defeat Marteaus.'"
Kenisha takes a deep breath then continues, "We need a way to enter the Land of the Dead as Tarsus said. Do you know of a way? I thought that maybe a priest of Gargul might know a way, or that perhaps you of the Dragon Consortium might know of a way."
Brahmah Thursday June 27th, 2002 1:01:53 AM
Sitting with the rest, Brahmah doesn't have much to say in response, he just nods and listens.
But when the story about Tarsus comes up, his nodding gets more vigorous. But when the mention of Undead and the Land of the Dead is told, Brahmah shudders. "I think I just had a thought!!" He says with concern. "Remember when I killed Ludlow? Someone laughed but there was no one around! Then when I slayed the Great Priest Raakis, he called for Domi, who didn't listen of course, then he was taken in a light, no corpse, just blood where he stood!! What if Marteous has gathered warriors from those we killed for his 'Undead' army in the Land of the Dead?! What if those we ALL killed that worshipped, The Dark One, went to him as warriors? What if that's what Tarsus' words mean? We are to go there... dead, and fight him... to live? If we go there, we'll see those we killed, like some nightmare. I have a feeling I'll be seeing Raakis one last time."
He stops talking. "I guess that's what they mean by an ee-pif-any! Is that the right word? Ee-pif-any?"
Brahmah (additional) d20-1=19 Thursday June 27th, 2002 3:47:16 AM
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. There was laughter after Raakis disappeared too!"
OOC: Int check 19, to remember what happened during the brutal fight with Raakis, just before going crazy for Ceira.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+11=19 Thursday June 27th, 2002 6:17:40 AM
Zeoll the Lesser steps up, speaking Common in his usual thick accent. "With many thanks forr yourr indulgence, good Morrdrrid and Rroscoe, we do need to know how to enterr the Land of Dead. But we need one morre piece of inforrmation as well."
The liontaur bard begins to whirl his thrumming bullroarer overhead as he breaks into song [Perform Check 19] ... A noble ghost has told the Taurrs, "To beat the Darrk One, you must darre, "To die and fade past living shorres "And rreach the place that Life abhorrs, "Wherre dwell the dead who Strife ignorres, "So perrish all and jourrney therre!"
The fading ghost then said, "Indeed, "The souls therre neitherr strrive norr trry. "Don't go as souls who have no need. "But as Undead you'll interrcede "Forr foul Undead have will and grreed. "And as Undead you'll then be frreed! "Wherre dwell the dead, Undead can't die."
"The secrret to the Darrk One's end -- "Become Undead and then descend "Into the place wherre spirrits wend."
The bard then speaks in his normal voice. "It is not enough just to go to the Land of Dead -- Tarrsus told us that we must enterr as undead. But how do we become undead?"
Zeoll the Lesser then looks at the Mer-Taurs, wondering what they will say.
Kale Thursday June 27th, 2002 8:53:03 AM
shuttering at the mention of the undead land, Kale thinks to himself I hope he doesnt know
Leets Thursday June 27th, 2002 12:38:53 PM
Seeing that nobody seems to react to his mistake, Leets waits for those who went upstairs...
Flat-top Thursday June 27th, 2002 12:45:52 PM
Flat-top stands there watches and listens to what every body is saying. He decides that they have covered every thing. "I agree I don't have any thing to add."
Kalon(Ceil) Thursday June 27th, 2002 12:49:13 PM
"That was very good, Dear. You covered every thing that I can remember." said Lalon while patting Kenisha hand.
Mordrid [DM Jerry] Saturday June 29th, 2002 3:19:26 PM
"We were preparing a dream sending to those who had contacted us after we had assimilated all the information and decided upon a course of action.
"However, as usual, adventuring groups don't usually wait for answers. Some are already proceeding on their information. We will make a formal statement soon.
"In the meantime, I suggest you act on your information and seek out becoming undead and ways to enter the afterlife.
"There are two ways I've heard of so far that are quickly assessible to turn you undead. One is to find some SoulEaters. A group from the Emerald Kingdom is doing it that way. Another way is to enter Koshe-Marr, the realm of terror. Created by Marteaus himself, he was using this machine to turn people undead. An adventuring group has somehow morphed this machine into a gateway making it inert--unless you go through it.
"Now, I'm not sure, but going through it may take you to another strange place, but the gate is two way so you can go through it again and that doesn't make you living. So you can go through to wherever it takes you, come back again, and then exit Koshe-Marr the way you came.
"he Soul-Eaters you have to eat. They turn you undead in about a day and it's very painful. Very.
"s to how to get to the Lands of the Dead. This Emerald Kingdom group plans on visiting a place called Butterfly Meadow near the Tree of Parting. There they plan on going through when the annual meeting between lovers occurs, one alive and one dead. They are friends with the living one. I suppose that others could go that way as well.
"here may be ways there from Koshe-Marr as Marteaus had to have a way to get to the Godwar. We're still working on that part. We hope to have answers soon. We must have answers soon. If you can help in this department, it would help us all.
"'ve got to get back. Our group is engaged in trying to find the way there plus assimilating all the information coming in. We'll broadcase a sleep message as soon as we can.
"f there's anything else, you know how to find us. Main tavern of any mid-sized or larger town has an orb.
"I thank you for your information. It helps us confirm what others have said. Some of the information is way out there and hard to use for developing actual answers and strategies.
"Rossco here can help you get to the places you want to go to and find the things you need to find. Good luck and may we survive to save the day!"
He clasps each of your hands warmly and you feel his strength and personal fire to succeed.
He closes his cloak and is gone.
Brahmah Sunday June 30th, 2002 5:28:24 AM
Brahmah just stares, not knowing what to say.
Then as always, he breaks the brief silence.
"WELL! This is goingta be interesting, going dead I mean. Hmmm... dead." The huge mino-Taur laughs aloud. "I like the gate idea, the one that turns us undead I mean. But it goes to the place The Dark Lord created?! The ... what'd he call it, the souleater, don't sound nice ta me. 'Very painful. Very!' Nope, not for me, not that I couldn't take the pain, but still, the gate sounds much easier!"
The minoTaur thinks a moment. "I thought I'd die defending the Wold, but to die... I mean, well, turning 'dead' to go to War on Marteaus' turf... 's too wierd for me! That's why I'm not a thinker! I'm a follower." Looks dumbly at the group.
Kale Sunday June 30th, 2002 8:59:16 AM
"Neither option appeals to me. I say we let the other groups take care of it." Kale says
Flat-top Sunday June 30th, 2002 11:39:47 AM
"Don't look at me, Brahmah. I'm a fighter and a military taur. I follow orders." Flat-top speak up, then with a lower voice tell Kale. "I'm with you Kale. I don't like either options. Does the Mermen have a better idea?"
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday June 30th, 2002 12:03:34 PM
The wemic bard thinks over the options.
"Well, we can eat a soul-eaterr and die a painful lingerring death, or trry our luck with a machine designed by the Darrk One himself. Hmmm."
"Arre we surre my idea about letting some ghouls kill us isn't easierr?"
Overhearing Kale and Flat-top. Zeoll the Lesser agrees. "I think you two have the rright idea. You guys arre the Chosen, but Domi didn't choose you to be undead things! How arre undead taurrs supposed to unite the Taurrs? That's crrazy."
He pauses and thinks for a moment. "We learrned verry rrecently that Domi once offerred the liontaurrs a path, but they said no to him, and frrom that bad choice came the warr between Taurrs, Betrrayal, Sunderring, and Exile. I fearr that if all of us say no again, it will lead to rruin."
"But I'm not Chosen! Domi didn't pick me! It doesn't matterr if I die. You all arre too imporrtant to rrisk, but not me! I'll become an undead thing and maybe help the Drragons beat Marrteaus! The rrest of you Taurrs go home and help ourr people! That arrmy must be fighting in the Taurr Islands by now! I bet Mrr. Rroscoe can get you home in time to defend Hearrthold Keep!"
"Isn't that rright, Mrr. Rroscoe? And you can send me to one of those otherr places forr the undead trreatment. At home and on hunt I've eaten lots of weirrd things -- I think I trrust a worm morre than a machine."
Leets Sunday June 30th, 2002 12:06:00 PM
The young centaur paladin listens carefully Mordrid's explanations, obviously worried.
"I definitively have to refuse the idea of eating one of those 'soul eaters' that turn one into an undead. Mother often exdplained me that paladin were chaneling positive energy, and if I was becoming an undead, I would theorically be turned instantly into a pile of ashes..."
"So, as for myself, I vote for the gate to Koshe-Marr. Moreover, it looks like we could more easily find Marteaus there, and we have to face him..."
Kenisha Sunday June 30th, 2002 11:08:27 PM
"I agree that the Koshe-Marr gate is the preferable of the two choices so far. While we are here, I still think we should find a priest of Gargul and investigate that possibility." Kenisha answers after a moment.
She turns to the mer-folk. "Do you have any pieces of this puzzle that might help?"
Zeoll the Lesser Monday July 1st, 2002 6:15:12 PM
After hearing Kenisha speak, Zeoll bows in deference to her. "You arre the wise leaderr of the Chosen, good Kenisha. What you say, goes! Find a prriest of Garrgul and investigate this foul machine."
"Misterr Rroscoe, can you help us with these things?"
Ceira Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 1:32:38 AM
"I'm too young to die or become undead!" exclaims Ceira. "And I dislike anykind of pain even more so those soul-eating thingys are out of the question. Especially getting slaughtered by ghouls." she adds as she looks to Zeoll the Lesser.
"As Kenisha and many others of you have mentioned, the gate is a preferrable option. The only problem is the lack of any leads. Hmm..."
The Solution [CDM Jerry] Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 12:04:51 PM
Your minds cloud for a second and then clear a someone tries to communicate with you. In a moment, the message comes.
"He who has heart to fight against the evil that threatens, must hear my words. I am Valdor, the Dragonstone. Leader of the Dragon Consortium and the Gold Dragons. Friend to any who oppose the Usurper and brother to any who have taken up this fight.
Not so long ago, I told you all it had begun...and so it did. Many have found ways to triumph against the armies threatening and many have died trying. These days and weeks have been hard and has seen many good people slain for no reason but a lust for power.
My friends, it is time for us to strike back! Not at the armies, or Marteaus's clerics now, but at the very God himself. As most of you know by now, a God can be defeated and even killed by mortals. There is no easy way, but it can be done.
The Usurper has taken the fight to our God's lands and only in the Lands of the Dead, can a God be defeated by a mortal. The Dragon Consortium has concluded, with the evidence produced from many of you hearing my words, that there is only one way to enter the lands of the dead. This is by becoming that which we have all fought against or heard many horror stories about. We must become undead creatures if we wish to enter and fight the slug Marteaus.
There are two ways known at this time to accomplish this. The first is by eating a souleater. It is a slug rare and hard to find. We have arranged for it to be available at The Catacombs and therefore at all businesses in their network. Simply go to the nearest magic or general store and check if they have a Catacombs connection. [In gameplay we go to the Catacombs Board after entering a store in character.] There ask for the Dragon Consortium Discount when buying anything else. Do this while in a private shopping room to avoid being overheard. Eat what you buy. It is very painful. Be prepared.
The other method of becoming undead is to enter the lands that Marteaus has created called Koshe-Marr. Once there, you must enter through a gate and come back out. It is a new gate and part machine. That's all we know of it's description. Going through the gate will turn you undead. Return through the gate and escape Koshe-Marr.
Only by becoming undead can you enter the Lands of the Dead and retain your ability to strive and quest.
The next step is to enter the lands of the Dead. We know of only one means to do this at this point in time. Seek out a place called the Parting Tree in the northern part of the Badlands. It is South of Culverwood on the main Trade Route heading west from Edenmoor. It should be just a day or so west of Edenmoor and before you get to the Emerald Kingdom. In ten days hence, any who would dare to make a difference must come there to an Inn called the Hidden Viper. From there we will journey a short distance to the Gate through which we will enter the lands of the dead and take out this would be God who has caused us such grief.
It will soon be over and there will be many in need of help. We are all brothers and sisters who take up this fight and must support one another no matter the outcome. If you cannot do this vile thing, I surely understand and ask you to help the others we leave behind. I take no one who isn't sure of themself in this action. Bring your hearts and your courage. Be strong for the end is near. Have Courage!"
His voice slowly disappears on the wind and as you think it's gone you hear once more, but very faintly, " Have courage..."
Rossco Explodes [DM Jerry Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 1:17:57 PM
As Kale and then others speak he begins to simmer his face turning red. He looks like he's about to speak when Valdor's message comes through.
Afterward he does not hesitate.
He stands, face red and hands clenched.
"You're a bunch of wimps! You wanna go home! Give up! The Dark Lord, Marteaus killed your god and you wanna go home!"
He hops up on top of the table. He seems to eminate magic and power glowing from his pores in his anger.
"What does it mean to be chosen by your people to bring them together? Throw nice tea parties and say we should all get along? Dress up in finery and attend important functions?
"Or does it mean fighting and clawing and hurting to achieve important things for your people? Where is your courage?
Mimicking you he says, "I hate pain. This way might hurt. This route is easier.
Turning to each of you in turn he screams, "Where is that "Get to Know me Domi" attitude and bravery staring death in the face over and over again!
"That's right, go home to mommy! I have news for ya folks. While you've been gone, Marteaus army has pretty much destroyed your homeland! The borders of the Wold are receding and within a week your homeland will fall off the edge! What will you do then? Run and hide? Cry? Or step up and do something about it no matter how much it hurts or how desparate the chances!
"My friend Valdor could use your help if you're heroes. Otherwise, don't even dare get near him. He doesn't need anyone showing up at the Tree of Parting who is not a hero!
"You represent what some say are those destined to bring your peoples together as they were in the beginning of times.
Put up! Or shut up!"
He then with a blinding flash is gone.
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 1:47:55 PM
Zeoll blinks and gapes for a moment at Roscoe's words. "G-gosh," the liontaur says, "he seemed verry passionate about that."
Zeoll the Lesser thinks about the ramifications of pissing off Roscoe.
"Too bad, though, he left beforre he hearrd what the merr-taurrs had to say. And beforre he could teleporrt us to the Machine of Evil. I guess we'll have to go to the Catacombs and buy worrms. At least I know how to get therre."
The druid/bard turns to the chief priest of the mer-taurs. "Rred Star, have you any advice forr us? Do you know how to get to this place?" He recites, "The Parrting Trree in the northerrn parrt of the Badlands. It is South of Culverrwood on the main Trrade Rroute heading west frrom Edenmoor."
"Orr we can just give it up as a bad business and go home." Zeoll looks at Kenisha.
Ceira Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 3:35:22 PM
Ceira stands stunned by Roscoe's message. More for the fact that he has brought the realization upon her that she had been letting despair slowly seep in and nip away at her soul. Ceira realizes her thoughts and actions are still reeling from the aftershock of the slain Gods of the Wold. Knowing a God died just makes one feel even more vulnerable and helpless because she would die much more easier than a God.
"He is right!" she finally speaks in a bolder voice. "It's foolish to fear pain! I am one of few who have been chosen by the mighty Domi. I feel ashamed to have even had that thought linger in my mind. It's off to the Catacombs we go!"
Leets Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 3:36:49 PM
"He's right! No time to lose anymore! Whichever way is the faster, we must find a way to face Marteaus! Now that we have to face the Impostor, any single arm able to wield a sword will be needed!"
"I don't know what you think but many would give anything to be at our place and have the opportunity to do something. I won't stay backward doing nothing when I have a chance destroying such a great evil"
"Zeoll, show me where we can find those worms: with or without the powers the gods granted me, I have an evil god to fight."
Kenisha Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 6:29:19 PM
Kenisha's face is cold as she turns to face the others. "Now we are left with but one way to join the fight. Without the knowledge of where the Koshe-Marr is, we are left with the souleater way to fight Marteaus. We would do well to think long and hard at what Rossco has said." She puts strong emphasis on the word "we".
"As for me I will go on, alone if I must, but I will not flee with my tail between my legs!"
ooc: If Red Star doesn't have anything to add (and I suspect the merfolk won't since they've been mum for quite some time), Kenisha will add the following:
"Raorr, find out how much these souleaters are going to cost us each. Unfortunately I've already spent all of my share of the moneys given to us by our Taurs back home. I do still have 30 gold pieces, and will offer up some of the things I've purchased for trade if needed. The rest of us will split up and search for the temple of Gargul to see if they might know of where the Koshe-Marr is and if we have time to get there and to the Tree of Parting."
Kale Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 2:20:18 AM
"I wonder if that windbag is going." Kale says off-handedly. "I bet he just dissapeared upstairs. Someone should go check so that we can get the info we need."
Brahmah Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 2:33:13 AM
Brahmah gets noticably upset and stands up, with drawn weapons.
"I don't care who you are! How DARE you!! I have Honor! I AM Chosen!!" He dives at Roscoe, fully ready to kill the rude man. But lands on his face. Brahmah wishs he had moved rather than spoke. Next time he sees the man, he'll let him know what he thinks of HIS words said here today.
Looking up, he just begins to laugh aloud.
Then looking at Kenisha, "Roarr?! He's gone."
"I still think the Gate is easier."
Kenisha Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 8:14:21 AM
OOC: Ack! My bad! I meant to say Brahmah since I knew he'd been to the Catacombs too. <blush>
Flat-top Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 8:30:36 AM
Flat-top is dazed, then he look to Kenisha and then hand over all of his gold to her (6,068gp), "This is all the gold I have, I'm a fighter, I was chosen by Domi, I will go through pain, suffering and fight the Big Bad Slug. Count me in, we must go in a hurry." Flat-top look around and the Mermen are gone, "Well" said Flattop,"They're not waisting time?"
Kalon(Ceil) Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 8:39:16 AM
Kalon listens very closely to Kenisha, and to the determination in her voice. He know that she's with his kitten, and is now going to fight anyway. He look into her eyes, "That what I love about you, here take all money that was for us. It's yours to do with what is best, I'm with you all the way."
Grist [DM Jerry] Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 8:14:54 PM
A dwarf knocks at the door. When admitted, he says, "Master Rossco has asked me to assist you in travelling where you would go. I have travelled far and wide over the years and have nothing better to do with The Wold coming to an end an all. So I can take you back to your ship, or anywhere else you'd like to spend your final days."
He smiles weakly.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=11 Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 10:14:40 PM
Zeoll the Lesser puts forth his two cents, in Tauric -- "Kenisha, if I can offerr advice? I think, based on what Rroscoe ad Valdorr said, that we can simplify things. We just need to buy those worrms and get to the Parrting Tree. No need to go to Kosh-Marrr or a temple of Garrgul. I don't think we have time for that, anyway."
"Thanks, Brrahmah, forr going to the Catacombs. If you need money, ask -- I have plenty."
The liontaur turns to the dwarf. "Masterr Grrist -- if that's yourr name? -- can you get us within ten days to ..." The liontaur remembers hard "... the Parrting Trree in the norrthern parrt of the Badlands. It is South of Culverrwood on the main Trrade Rroute heading west frrom Edenmoorr. It should be just a day or so west of Edenmoorr and beforre you get to the Emerrald Kingdom. We seek an Inn called the Hidden Viper."
[Bardic Lore roll 11 to remember what he just heard]
Brahmah Thursday July 4th, 2002 1:05:36 AM
"Ummmmm..... I spent all my gold on stuff. What do WE need there, I'll get it. I need ALL your cash your willing to spend. I didn't realize I was going for everybody! Sorry!" The minoTaur smiles, then laughs.
"I'll go back to the Catacombs for everyone, but I need to hurry! I need a list!"
OOC:I've purchased all of my goods there, I'm done, so I'm free to buy what you all might need. :)
Ceira Thursday July 4th, 2002 2:25:15 AM
"Ahhh! It helps to know a few of us have been there already. Since you're graciously offering Brahmah, I'll take you up on it. Particularly since I have yet to venture there myself."
Ceira digs through her money pouch and looks back with a frown. "I hope 133 gp is enough to buy myself one of those icky worms. Half of me is hoping it's not enough but the other half knows that I should take it one way or another." she shakes her head vigorously. "There I go again with my doubts! I MUST take it!" She pauses and then lets out a sigh "From a financial standpoint, I had the three Tauric temples forward my tithe to Hearthold Keep for safekeeping. I'm not physically built for lugging around 6,000 gold pieces if you know what I mean. If I don't have enough money, then I hope you don't mind me mooch some coins off of someone."
Brahmah Thursday July 4th, 2002 3:06:06 AM
"Are we going to use those worms? Hmmm... I need to buy one for myself then. I've spent all my money. Unfortunately, I've heard that people are paying something like a 1000 gold per worm."
The minoTaur happily takes the 133 gold, thinking to himself that it's too bad she didn't keep the gold with her, I could carried for her...
"I'll see what I can do."
Leets Thursday July 4th, 2002 6:48:57 AM
"Oh! I still have the money our people gave us!"
"I had planned to buy some armor since battles are ahead, but if we become undeads, maybe I won't need it really..."
"Take it Brahmah, and spend whatever is needed to buy those slugs for everybody. I'll see for the armor later..."
Flat-top Thursday July 4th, 2002 7:06:22 AM
"I just gave Kenisha over 6,000GP and with Ceira's 6,000G, Now let's see?" Flat-top hooves the ground (as if he's adding). "That come to 12,000Gp, that should be more than enough to get 8 worms? and enough for Ceira's tithe." Flat-top winks at Ceira, "Remember! bring back the change!" Flat-top add, but on second though he might not survive this coming battle.
Kalon(ceil) Thursday July 4th, 2002 7:18:16 AM
Kalon wrinkles his nose (as much as a Weinic can wrinkle his nose?) as he listens to the money changes hands and the use of Flat-top adding hoof. "Kenisha my Love, if this is the only way, then I'm with you. I'll take one of those slimy slugs too. But if I get a rreaction to them and turrn rred with a rrash, IT will be yourr fault" Kalon tell Kenisha with a flic of his tail.
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday July 4th, 2002 7:19:38 AM
"Most of my 6,000 is in gems. Herre, good Brrahmah, take it. Go to the Back Entrrance of the Catacombs, and they'll sell you the nasty worrms."
Kenisha Thursday July 4th, 2002 7:45:24 AM
Kenihsa wiggles a finger at Kalon, "Now, now, Love. It was talk like that that got Rossco mad at us." she smiles and winks at him.
She then turns to the dwarf and nods her head in thanks to his offer. "It was very kind of Master Rossco and you to help us like this. As Zeoll the Lesser has stated, we need to go to the Tree of Parting once we have purchased souleaters."
Brahmah Thursday July 4th, 2002 8:20:08 AM
Brahmah is shocked by the influx of gold and gems.
"Um... okay, that should do it! Leets, I could pick up that armor, what do you want?! Magical? Basic? What?" He smiles wide at the paladin. "It looks like grubs all-'round huh?! I need to purchase one for meself too!"
He hefts up the gold and waits for the list of goods from everyone. "Just GRUBS!? That's IT?"
"I guess we're not 'gating' there?"
Kale Thursday July 4th, 2002 9:08:15 AM
"Grist, can you take us to the portal Rosco told us about? If you can, how long will it take?" Kale asks the dwarf. then he says to Flat-Top "I cant eat one of those things. If you all want to eat them go ahead and ill find a way to get to the portal and meet up with you all later."
Leets Thursday July 4th, 2002 1:21:40 PM
Leets warmly thanks his minotaur friend Brahmah, and answers:
"Take the armor only when you have enough slugs. What I need is a full plate, so, for a centaur it will probably be a full plate barding. Do quickly, and give up if they don't have something that looks like that, we have no time to lose..."
Brahmah Thursday July 4th, 2002 6:09:11 PM
"Oh, if you want armor, you'll get only the best my friend!!" The minoTaur laughs, but is quite serious, nothing but the BEST!
"Is there anything, items, toys, scrolls? potions? Anything else?" Asks the minoTaur.
Grist [DM Jerry] Friday July 5th, 2002 12:18:44 AM
Brahmah and I will fetch the grubs. There is a store here in town that has a Catacombs Branch office."
Turning to Kale, "Sir, the gateway that will turn you undead lies within the realm of fear called Koshe-Marr. I would not travel it alone nor have it on my heart to send someone there alone. If your whole group wishes to go that route, there is greater safety in numbers and I'll show you the way there, but as long as the others prefer the grub, I cannot show you that route."
He shrugs at Kale and then leaves with Brahmah.
"Wait here. We shall return."
[OOC: No need to go to the Catacombs Board folks.]
About 30 min. later, the two return with the grubs. It cost them nothing, courtesy of the Dragon Consortium.
"If we're to get to the Tree of Parting on time, we need to leave now. It's a 3-4 day trip and have just over 3 days to get there. You'll have to take the grubs enroute."
He shudders.
"That will be difficult. Any suggestions? We must be off within the hour. My wagon is ready to go in the stable with extra horses."
Kenisha Friday July 5th, 2002 1:00:36 AM
Kenisha thinks about it for a moment, "If one of us takes the grub at a time, the others can do what they can to help the one being changed keep up with us. Perhaps they could ride in the wagon? With only three days to get there, we won't be able to tarry at all."
"Lead on, Grist."
Flat-top Friday July 5th, 2002 2:10:54 AM
"The first one to take the grub,should be a Centaur. So I'll be the first, if you Minotaurs don't mind." Flat-top look around and takes a grub out of Brahmah hand, and then eats it. "It's not the best thing I ever ate, BUT OH!. . . ." Flat-top makes faces and goes down on knees (or what ever you call a horses knees).
Leets Friday July 5th, 2002 5:20:17 AM
Leets takes one grub, and considers it before putting it in his mouth. During a second, he thinks he should chew it for a while so that hedoesn't swallow it still alive, but then realizes that it will perhaps not work if the thing is dead in his stomach...
"Ugh..."
Leets soon falls on the ground like Flat-Top as the pain strikes his whole body, mind and soul. He holds his throat with both his hands, and lies in the dust for a couple of minutes...
Brahmah Friday July 5th, 2002 6:52:29 AM
"I'll be the last to take a grub. I, for one, want to see what they do. Second, I'm pretty sure I'm the strongest here and will be best to heft you all into the wagon. When I take my grub, I'll crawl into the wagon and ..... wait, I guess."
The minoTaur pats his cenTaur friend on the shoulder and helps him up. He whispers in Flat-tops ear; "I wish you would have waited 'ntil later."
At any rate, Brahmah thinks to himself about what the effects of the grub may be. The words; 'Painful. Very Painful.', ring in his memory loudly. Life is a gift! Not to be taken, OR given lightly! For the Wold, though, he throws that philosophy out. The Wold, his friends, his family, himself, in THAT order!
Kale Friday July 5th, 2002 8:42:45 AM
realizing he really has no choice, Kale walks over to the bar and has all his wineskins filled with ale. "If im going to eat one of those things Im going to have to be good and drunk to do it." Kale says as he helps Brahmah lift Flat-Top into the wagon.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=5 Friday July 5th, 2002 10:00:07 AM
Zeoll tries to remember anything from legend that might help prepare folks for the transition, but he comes up empty (Bardic Lore roll 5!).
The Chosen might notice that the liontaur's accent is more pronounced than usual. "In the spirrit of learrning, and so that I can betterrr compose an epic historrry -- assuming therrre is anyone to sing to afterrr we arre done -- I too will wait forrr a moment to watch beforrre taking this deadly and herroic step."
Zeoll the Lesser's tail whips fiercely back and forth as he says this, and evidently he thinks the best vantage point is about 40 feet away.
Ceira Friday July 5th, 2002 10:51:24 AM
"Grist, just what kind of an undead to we become? If I become a zombie, then the decay of rotten fingers or stiffened limbs would not be capable of replicating the proper semantic gestures of certain spells." Ceira shudders at the thought. "If I become incorporeal, then I hope I can still pick up my material components. Maybe if I become a vampire, then spellcasting would be a breeze but then we'd be in fear of the sunlight. Oh dear... Give me two days of travel time to consider all the reprecussions and then it'll be my turn to take it."
Ceira turns to Flat-top and Leets to see how they are doing. "Perhaps forcing us to sleep with a spell would help with the pain?" she comments. "I wish I could try but, I don't have such a spell."
The Journey [DM Jerry] Friday July 5th, 2002 7:57:15 PM
As Flat-top and Leets take the grubs, two things happen: first as the grub passes in to their throats, they feel it extend its legs and sink its claws into the lining of their throats and come to a stop.
Almost at the same time they feel and taste some thing really acrid and bitter coat the base of the tongue and throat as it oozes downward.
Bare moments later neither of them have any feeling on their tongues and throats. They feels the numbness spread along the esophogus.
Then Flat-Top and Leets realize that they can no longer breathe very well and are starting to choke. As the numbness spreads they feels the grub start inching its way down their throat one claw at a time.
The pain is excruciating!
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The wagon is amazing. 20' long and drawn by 4 warhorses.
Grist says, "Well you guys are big and I didn't want a broken wagon if you chose the grub option."
Soon Flat-top and Leets are laying in the wagon and the group takes off with Grist driving the horses.
"You may want to strap them down. If they start to flail about, it could turn even this wagon over."
[Please state in your post whether you're running alongside or riding on the wagon.]
Kenisha Friday July 5th, 2002 9:03:20 PM
Kenisha sighs and shakes her head. "I meant that we should wait until the first Taur had finished changing before the next one eat the grub... Oh well."
After helping tie the two of them down to the wagon, Kenisha will trot beside the wagon next to Kalon.
She whispers quietly to him, "I know not what this grub will do to our child, but for the sake of the Wold and all future generations of Taurs, I have to go through with this. What good is it after all to protect the child merely to loose it to the End of the Wold if Marteaus wins? But no matter what happens, Kalon, know that I will love you to the ends of Time."
Kalon(Ceil) Saturday July 6th, 2002 2:09:29 AM
Kalon watches as Flat-top and Leets take the grub and go through all that pain. It was Kenisha voice that brought him back to life of the present. Kalon keep up with her gate beside her, "I know what you mean, but I'll back any decision you make. Dead or Alive, I'll all ways love you." Kalon wonders and he travels along side of Kenisha, *I wonder what the kitten would look like Me or Kenisha?*
Brahmah Saturday July 6th, 2002 5:17:08 AM
Brahmah wanders alongside the wagon keeping up with it. He looks at his two friends in the wagon and thinks to himself; "I wonder what their thinking now? Can they think for themselves? I will be the last to eat this dreaded grub thing, but I will!
The huge minoTaur reaches into a large sack and pulls out a bundle, with a 'klang'. Unwrapping the bundle there are two gauntlets, which he puts on immediately with a gigantic grin. The other part of the bundle are his two Falchions, which he fastens to his belt. If his smile could get bigger, it does.
Flat-top Sunday July 7th, 2002 11:43:38 AM
Well, when Flat-top elected to be first, He knew if he didn't eat that grub right then and there, he would probably lose his courage. So he pick a Sole Eater from Brahmah's hand and pop it into his mouth. "OH! By the gods beard, that tasted awful." Flat-top make an yuckie face, *almost like taking cod liver oil when Mom would give me, when I was a colt.* Flat-top swallows the rotten grub, and as the thing passes in his throat. IT stops? Flat-top cough once or twice and wonders if it will be stuck there in his trough? But almost at the same time taste something very bitter and very bitter. He feels the bug extends his legs, one by one. And sink its claws into the lining of his through. and something oozes down his throat. Flat-top drops to one knee and cough several times. Trying to get it out of there. Flat-top grab his throat, he start to feel numbness and it is spreading. He realize that he cannot breathe very well, he also starting to choke. As the numbness spreads he feels the Sole Eater start it's way down his throat one claw at a time. Now Flat-top face contorts into a silent scream. Flat-top is in Pain, more pain than he has ever experience before.
Leets Sunday July 7th, 2002 11:59:22 AM
The young centaur paladin knew there would be something like not being able of breathing anymore, but living the event is more difficult than to think of it.
Trying to gather his thoughts and using all his willpower not to panic, he tries not to cough to keep the thing in his throat. If he must die, he will do it honorably ( and in the wagon ).
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=6 Sunday July 7th, 2002 10:04:57 PM
Zeoll watches and waits for his turn, He tries to be alert for any surprise attack. (Spot 6)
Ceira Monday July 8th, 2002 1:57:13 AM
Ceira grimaces at the sight of the wracking pain of Leets and Flat-top. She wishes she could help but all she can do is watch to see what the effects are. She sits between them in the wagon and tries to ease their pain by stroking their manes. "It'll be okay. Your reaction reminds me of the old medicinal concoctions my mother used to make. They are as nasty as can be but I've learned to try and swallow it as fast as possible to minimize the pain... unless it's still painful while in your stomach. Then all I can do is to rub your tummies."
Kale Monday July 8th, 2002 8:48:30 AM
pulling his hood over his head, Kale does is best not to listen and see what is happening to his friends. as he waits a young man brings him a package which Kale opens. inside is a set of leather armour, a pair of gloves, a longsword and a shortbow, all of which Kale puts on
Dying to be on the road [DM Jerry] Tuesday July 9th, 2002 1:41:02 AM
The grub slowly spreads through the bodies of the two brave Taurs and eventually and slowly they begin to die. No one knows exactly when it happens, but soon it is evident that they no longer breathe.
After a short time that seems longer than it truly is, the eyes of Flat-top open. He sits up. Then Leets.
They look like loose skin stretched over bones. Their breath stinks.
They retain their memories, personalities, and alignment -- They are not evil acting.
Their blood does not flow nor their heart beat. They do not have hormones or any of the usual physiology. Emotionally, they have no adrenaline, no great swings of mood or emotion. Their greatest loves are now more like affection. Their deepest hates are mere distaste. They are calm, mostly. They still have intense feelings, but they are mental, not from the heart.
Their hair, skin, and eyes are white. They move when you want to, but otherwise they are very still -- no fidgeting, no idle movements. They are not hungry or thirsty or sleepy. They LOOK undead -- it would take a disguise check to pass as living.
They are a free-willed being. They can do anything they want to. They can talk, cast spells, and communicate fully.
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On the second day you pass around the west side of the Plateaus to Edenmoor. The sky is dark as a storm approaches. The towns you pass through are empty. You run into a group of adventurers taking the last remaining people from Edenmoor to a gateway leading to "somewhere else." They say, "It's off somewhere else. Some think it's a realm made by Marteaus, to keep his faithful safe, but anywhere is better than here. The edges of the Wold are falling off and it's circumference is smaller every day. In a few days days it will reach the plateaus and that will be all that is left. A huge circular plateau floating in the abyss like a huge tiered funeral cake."
They looks at Flat-Top and Leets and say, "So you decided to do it huh? Seems foolishness to me. Some false hope at the end. Better just to get off planet and survive."
They move on, listening to your parting words and perhaps feeling a bit guilty for their cowardice.
[OOC: Folks I will post tomorrow night as normal and then about noon on Wed. Note those times. On Wed, we will end our play on this board and join the other games also going to the Tree of Parting on the Catacombs Board. No posting there until Wed. noon when I tell you. :) So you have a Tues. post and a possible Wed. morning post. I too wish we had more time, but we don't. When I let you loose to go to the Catacombs Board on Wed noon, you may post there WEd. aft and evening if you wish to let people know you've arrived.
When I shut this board down on Wed. noon, I"ll finish up any business we have even it if means doing a few things for you.
After I close this board, there will be no posting here until Monday the 22nd when I'll post that it's open again. That week, we will post OOC for a week to talk about the changes, and any changes you want to and have to make to your characters. We'll also talk about what we want to do next....then. On the 22nd. Not now. Not until then. :)
Send me an email if you have a question about this stuff. I'll delete all this after the YOA.
Again, keep in mind that we have 1 or 2 posts left total when you post. If you're going undead, better take that grub. ;) You can state which day you take it if you wish.]
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday July 9th, 2002 12:07:41 PM
The wemic looks at Sly and Leets with a mix of fascination and disgust. "Hah! I'll go next!" he declares, and then climbs into the wagon and swallows a grub.
Flat-top(undead) Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:35:23 PM
Flat-top look around and gets out of the Wagon. "I'll follow every body . . . Ready To travel?" Flat-top trots behind the wagon. "When every body is ready. I'll help. . . And do my best to ease the pain."
Kalon(Ceil) Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:37:46 PM
With tears in his eyes, Kalon tells Kenisha " It's Time."
Kalon(Ceil) Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:39:36 PM
As Kalon put a Slug in to his mouth and swallow.
Leets Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:44:10 PM
The undead centaur paladin put his hands on his wrinkled face and then looks at his palms. It looks like he died with an infinite sadness on his face, and that this will remain forever now. With no special tone in his voice, he then says:
"I hope it was worth the experience...Now we can do this last journey and fight Marteaus..."
"Wow Flat-Top, I wish I'm not as horrible as you!"
Ceira Tuesday July 9th, 2002 6:47:03 PM
Everytime Ceira gets close to Leets or Flat-top, the stench brings her to the point of vomitting. Seeing her friends turn undead isn't as easy as deciding to take those slugs. This puts a dent into her bravery but watching the helpless people run away, she shakes off her fear once again and watches as Kalon and Zeoll the Lesser become the first wemics to swallow the slug.
(OOC: Ceira will consume it soon after Zeoll and Kalon dies...... What a morbid thing to say. ^_^)
Kenisha Tuesday July 9th, 2002 7:21:36 PM
Her eyes briming with tears, Kenisha nods and gives Kalon one last kiss before he takes the slug. She helps him up into the wagon and continues to follow beside it. "When there is still hope, there is still life." She tells him softly.
Kenisha smiles faintly at Ceira, Shall we join the ranks of the undead together after Zeoll and Kalon are... done?"
Kale Tuesday July 9th, 2002 7:35:10 PM
Kale waits until the last possible day to comsume his slug, though he drinks all the ale he bought before he does it.
The Hidden Viper Inn [DM Jerry] Tuesday July 9th, 2002 11:49:50 PM
The group continues their journey north around the west side of the Plateaus to the Tree of Parting. Reaching Edenmoor, you turn left down the West Trade Road and the next day the Tree of Parting is in sight.
Brahmah, the last to take the grub, is in his final throws of death. The rest of you are already husks.
Reaching the town, Brahmah, strapped on the wagon, expires. You ask where the Hidden Viper is and people point to it while holding their noses with their other hand. Most of the town is deserted.
Not finding the Inn, you are surpised when Brahmah sits up and says, "There it is."
Grist says, "Any last words before you go inside? Get it? Last words? Sorry."
Grist lets you off and drives off still laughing at his terrible joke.
[OOC, again remember you may post here until noon board time. Any posts after that will be deleted. I'll close this board at 12PM sharp.
After that you may post again on the Catacombs board. That board begins in the inn, so any posts made here occur before going inside. MDM Kent will be the DM on the Catacomb Board.
Good luck! ]
Brahmah Wednesday July 10th, 2002 1:00:14 AM
OOC: My Internet service has been down, I'm posting from a friends computer. I hope to have service back up by this time Wednesday.
Not really realizing he's dead, (subconciously he knows it) he yawns, but doesn't say much. Looking at his reflection in his Falchion, he grimaces. "Boy, I look like I need a good meal and warm bed!" The dead'oTaur tries to laugh, but his facial skin cracks in the process. "That should'a hurt! I was going to say, 'It looks like I caught my DEATH!' " He smiles, well, tries anyway.
Flat-top (undead) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 4:05:32 AM
Flat-top looks at Leets and tries to smile, but cannot. "And you look like a ghost." Flat-tops gazes towards, "And you Brahmah. . . Look beautiful." (ooc: if Flat-top could smile, this is where he would have.)
Leets Wednesday July 10th, 2002 6:17:55 AM
Leets considers his friends who have also taken the slugs. Curiously, he discovers that he doesn't care as much as he used to do. Always with a feeling less voice, he tells them:
"Oh stand up! It's only a bad moment to have, once it's finished it's not that painful...It's just disgusting..."
He finally considers the inn as Grist leaves with the wagon.
"So, now let's see what's there..."
Leets then walks to the inn, trying to detect evil (just to see if he still has divine powers).
Kenisha (husk) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 7:43:50 AM
Kenisha stares stonily at Grist after he makes his joke. Brahmah and Flat-top also get the same response.
To Kalon she turns and gives the briefest of smiles. "Let us enter and find out how many are in this undead army."
The Conclusion of the Year of Ascension
DM Jerry Wednesday July 10th, 2002 1:06:34 PM
Please begin posting on the Catacombs Board. Thanks and have fun!
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Plans for the Future
The Voyage of the Merry Mermaid
The Green Tortoise Club
The Labyrinth of Imod
The Abyss Gazes Also
The Sacred Grove
The Conclusion of the Year of Ascension
Plans for the Future
OOC discussion begins Sunday July 21st, 2002 2:22:58 AM
Greetings players! Starting now, you may begin to discuss the new material on the website. Go to the Black Cathedral for the majority of it.
Clerics WILL have to conform to the new Godlistings. Update your characters this week.
Players wanting to take some of the new Sect Prestige Classes there may let me know of their interest and then after receiving my approval as your DM you'll be sent to the BGC.
Note that the religious Sect PrCs are not just for clerics! Each PrC can be played by other classes. Read and see which ones you might qualify for if you're interested.
Once you read the new material, start listing your suggestions for a new module here. Something fun. Perhaps selfish like a treasure hunt. Taurs must have their fun too!
We'll need to make a decision on what to do by Wed so I have time to write it. Then Monday the 29th, we'll start it.
Lots to do between now and then so I do expect daily posting this upcoming week. YOu may post more than once if you need to during the OOC week. Post freely as you need or want to.
Zeoll the Lesser (Cayzle) Sunday July 21st, 2002 2:50:04 AM
As a chaotic good druid, Zeoll the Lesser already fits right in. One of the changes in the new Wold is that Druids can have extreme alignments.
Zeoll's next job is to go to the BGC and re-research the Seer/Shaman PrC. Yes, it's true -- I want even MORE prestige classes, please!
As for the future, here are a few ideas.
1. Go home to Hearthold Keep, see what's up at home, maybe spend some time setting things to rights and installing the True Restored Heart.
2. Fight hell-hounds on Wemic Isle.
3. One of our revelations from the YOA was that it was treacherous wemics who sparked the war between centaurs and minotaurs. We liontaurs need to spread that news, fess up, take our lumps, and set things right.
4. Domi is back! Maybe we should seek him out for a hello and a thank you.
5. Somehow get mixed up in one of those team fight/game natches -- like we were going to that time with Carl but we ran out of time.
Sam Sunday July 21st, 2002 8:34:05 AM
Kale doesnt need any adjustments. i like the idea of the hellhounds. and while we're there we can put the rest of the wemics in their place
Laurent Sunday July 21st, 2002 8:38:19 AM
Leets won't need adjustments either (even if Domi's Protector is on my list...). However, Leets will very soon reach the 5th level, and then will be a small problem: the paladin's mount. I talked of it with Jerry a couple of weeks ago, and we finally thought that he could have something like a Celestial Auxilliary instead of a mount. What do you think?
Cayzle on Leets's "Mount" Sunday July 21st, 2002 9:50:59 AM
I think that's a great idea. You mean like a wizard's familiar?
Laurent, answer to Cayzle. Sunday July 21st, 2002 4:19:40 PM
That's exactly the idea. The name I was thinking of was "Celestial Squire".
Marilyn Sunday July 21st, 2002 8:38:31 PM
Still digesting all the stuff online, but I'm not too sure if Kenisha will be changing at all yet. Although the Hand of Domi seems cool (especially given her white locks! LOL).
Jerry Monday July 22nd, 2002 12:10:46 PM
AS is not all that rare, Laurent, I don't remember that conversation about the Celestial Squire. Start from the beginning and send me an email explaining what it is, why you want it, etc.
Assuming that all is ok, I"ll probably send you to the BGC.
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Personally, I"m in the mood for something selfish and fun for the upcoming module.
Hellhounds sounds fun. So does a game of "Honorball." I can do that as I developed it or rather upgraded it from a Dark Sun module. ;)
What about a treasure hunt?
I too want to hunt the original Wemic lands. However, if you don't mind, I'd like more than 3 days to plan and develop that one. ;) So perhaps we can do that later in the gaming year which seems to run from summer to summer these days.
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Now for some changes. The bridges connecting the islands are gone! The original Taur has passed on and has been buried in honor.
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Feel free to post as often as desired this week folks. ;)
Town Crier (MDM Jan) Monday July 22nd, 2002 1:50:32 PM
Drifting in on the mists of the New Wold up ahead, the urgent bell of the Town Crier is heard pealing in the streets. Lundy the Boomer brings news.
"Hear ye, hear ye!
A frantic search has begun for the Floating City - which is currently nowhere to be found! Did the City and its inhabitants drown beneath the lake? Was it destroyed in the cataclysm? Did the mysterious Teucri rescue their creation and take it with them? No one knows! So far, there have been no survivors from the lake, and dives are taking place in an attempt to establish if the Big Float should now be renamed the Big Sink!
Reports from far and wide indicate widespread destruction and damage to buildings and structures all over the Wold! Miraculously - most people appear to have been left unharmed, and are beginning the enormous task of rebuilding what was damaged or lost!
Clerics all over the Wold are proclaiming the existance of new Gods! These Gods have been named the Gods of Testing! They are- Marteaus, the God of Disease Ga'al, the God of Domination Caeroldra, the Goddess of Lust and Passion Jancassis, the God of Revenge Warrd, the God of Luck, and Chance Gargul, the God of Life, Death, and Souls!
Temples and other places of worship are changing hands, being rebuilt, or being created to worship these new deities! It appears that two major pantheons how exist - the Gods of Testing, alongside that of Alemi, Domi, Flower, Pantheon, and Ffloy - the already established Gods of the Wold. Some say the God Gargul either belongs to both, or that he transcends them all! Everything appears to be in a state of flux! There have been reports of new Sects being formed, and of strange abilities manifesting amongst the populace! Are these abilities a gift from the Gods? An appeasement for the Godwar, as some say? Or are they a curse, and something to be feared?
In Plateau City, some members of the high council have allegedly gone into hiding! Those who remain have released a statement, proclaiming they were misled, charmed into actions against their own natural will, and remember little of past events. They say they are drawing up an amnesty proposal for certain groups and organisations who are currently banned from the City as outlaws and renegades! Sturtavent will be reinstated, and the council is at a loss as to explain why he was originally removed from office in the first place! A persistant rumour - that he merely had the wrong haircut, is just that - a rumour. In truth no one seems to know!
Elsewhere, news has arrived of a new eastern pass through the treacherous Scab, created by the upheavals and earthquakes of the Godwar! Adventurers are said to be already flocking toward the area, in search of new lands, new riches, enlightenment and knowledge!
Hear ye, gentlefolk! Take note of the bell - for there will be more!
Jay (Brahmah) Monday July 22nd, 2002 4:19:57 PM
Ummmmmm.....
Brahmah is fine where's he's at. He's a simple fighter. The only thing I can see that he might want to do is stay away from ships and the docks.
I'll go along with the majority on what to do. Brahmah does, after all, follow.
Cayzle Monday July 22nd, 2002 5:47:26 PM
A hell hound hunt sounds good to me! Frankly, I was kind of (pleasantly) shocked by the tithe that we got from our fellow Taurs. The least we can do to repay the liontaurs is to kill some hell hounds. Then we can consider doing a good deed for the centaurs and minotaurs too!
Well, the magic bridges may be gone, but I still think we should continue to call it Bridge Island, because as an island it will be like a bridge connecting all Taurs!
I guess that means we'll need a boat on a regular basis. We should look into buying a ship and permanent crew. A crew of Taurs, I say. In fact, we might want to look into the finances of our Hearthold Keep. Who pays the bills? Should we contribute to its upkeep?
Jenner (Ceira) Monday July 22nd, 2002 10:07:12 PM
Ceira will remain as a normal sorceress for now.
However, I'd like to integrate the discovery of Ceira's new familiar into the next plot or a plot soon thereafter. Preferably an airborne creature.
To expand on a treasure quest idea, how about utilizing the newfound Mermen and their abandoned/ruined city? No one knew they were there so I'm sure a lot of history has yet to be written about that place.
A sports activity would also be fun. I've never actually thought about that possibility in D&D. I was looking forward to that centaur arena game since I was curious to see how it all works out but oh well.
As a general comment, I would like to see more rigorous puzzles or traps that allow for a more sense of non-combat "victory". If we don't then we will probably be yelping in pain. :) I think I can understand the downside to this though. If no one figures it out the first day, then dragging it on one or two more days would mess up the scheduled plot. Tough call.
Jerry Monday July 22nd, 2002 10:35:19 PM
OOh, I'm getting an inspiration....nice ideas guys. I like them all so far. Keep the ideas coming.
I think that a Taur protector and a Taur Hand of Domi is interesting.
I also like the idea of a Fixer Taur and a Grim Taur. Yes, I know the god involved is not Domi, but both are friends of his and you can patron more than one god.
I'm not pushing these on anyone, I just want you to consider the possibilities. ;)
Brahmah (Jay) Monday July 22nd, 2002 11:37:32 PM
OOC:Jerry-cko, you are a God! I wish Brahmah could qualify for one of those PrC though. :( He's kind of dumb and not very quick.
I wrote in his background that he would like to become a Hand of Imod, I want to continue to progress in that direction. After all, he did kill Raakis, a Captain of said position!
Arena games?! Hmmmmm.... arena games might be good, Brahmah loves combat, and he would be great in those games. Reality is, we could hunt down those Hell Hounds, capture them (not all just a few) and fight them in the Pits (arena). Just another thought. We could raise money for a cause and even keep the overhead. :) Yeah, my brain is working now. We could hold magic duals. Contests.
Another idea might be to 'rebuild' the bridge, or at the very least, create a ferry service for the Taurs. I don't know, just an idea to throw out there. :)
I like Jenner's idea about the MerCity in the ocean. I would think the more history found that is parallel to the rest of the Taurs might shed light on aspects of Land Taur life we didn't know about. Jenner, I dislike puzzles, but I excel at riddles. However, Brahmah would just assume beat in a door to open it than answer a riddle or pick a lock. He might have an occassional epiphany thought. ;)
These are all really silly and simple ideas, but their MINE!! :)
Jerry, is XP for the Endgame going out this week too?
I'll have other ideas later I'm sure. :)
Jay Monday July 22nd, 2002 11:52:50 PM
I also thought about the ship and permenant crew, Brahmah has sailing experience and wouldn't find the job that bad. But he does want to forget about his experience on the Nightengale. Brahmah might be a good bowson mate or even first mate, but he NO Captain. :)
Flat-top(Lady Ceil) Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 10:15:18 AM
As Flat-top trots along the path to Heartkeep, his heart beats a little faster, "Home Again." Flat-top stops at the Beautiful doors, smiles and opens them. He is off to the meeting room and greets his friends, "Hail Taurs I'm back from the wars." Flat-top look tired and hungry. "I have meet Domi and I gave him back is living, beating heart. We did well but not with any cost, many will never come back. But on to our reward, Domi gave me one wish and I wished for all the Taurs Islands to be reunited. Two tears came to his eyes." At this point Flat-top opens his hand and there in his hand are Two perfect tear shape Diamonds." As I pick his tears up, he told me that it would have more meaning for us, If we reunited the Islands ourselves."
Flat-top look around to all his friends and asks, "When we discourse as what to do next, PLEASE keep in the back of your mind as to what Domi last wish??"
"Now I'm Hungry, HEY! KITCHEN anything to eat?"
Zeoll the Lesser sheds a bitter tear Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 1:52:55 PM
As the Chosen discuss mounting an attack on the foul hell hounds that plague Liontaur Isle, Zeoll seems a little sad.
"It is a shame, I think, that Zeoll the Grreaterr is not herre to join us. Hell hounds werre the enemy he most sought to hunt (it was hell hounds that destrroyed his family), and he neverr had the chance to fight them."
"If we do follow this path, let us do so in honorr of the memorry of he who most would have wanted to be herre -- ourr forrmerr leader, Zeoll the Grreaterr!"
Cayzle Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 5:42:24 PM
Zeoll just made a new friend in the Red Wyrrm Inn -- a cute little ravenous flowering plant with teeth.
Hmmm ... greenmage ... tempting ...
Brahmah (Jay) Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 10:30:32 PM
"I say! I believe Zeoll has a great idea here, revenge upon the beasts who killed his family! I'm all for a good fight, but I prefer the reuniting of the Islands even over the hell beasts. Before we do that though, we have to destroy most of the beasts, or more of us will be grieving as he is! Wait, where do they come from, a Hell Gate or Portal?"
The minotaur looks around. "Where's Kenisha, did she make it out of the war safe? And Kalon, what of him?"
Flat-top(Ceil) Wednesday July 24th, 2002 12:44:39 AM
"Good question, Brahmah. When I entered the Land of the Dead. I was separated from all of you, I was among some of mighty fighters, wizard and others. But when everything was over and push into the Wold again. I was alone and just on the bridge to Heartkeep. Were any of you Taurs together when you entered the Land of the Dead??
Why not wait to see if we all reunite and then set off for those Hellhounds, I think Domi would have said "It's a Start of the Chosen to reunite the Islands" HE was far seeing don't you think.
Maybe Kenisha went with the Mertaurs? And Kalon followed her? Hey That would be nice to go to the wold under the Sea? What do you think?"
Cayzle Wednesday July 24th, 2002 5:54:49 AM
Marilyn and I played in one of the Chat games. I think she posted at least once since then.
I'll be making a Web page with Chat logs and photos soon.
Marilyn aka Kenisha Wednesday July 24th, 2002 8:06:49 AM
I'm still here, still trying to decide if I want to go with the Hand of Domi or not.
sam Wednesday July 24th, 2002 8:58:53 AM
finally made it back on....sounds like its hellhounds
Jerry Wednesday July 24th, 2002 9:59:01 AM
If you played in chat endgame 1 or 2 or in the WoldCon face to face version, you get half of a level in xp. Ex: if you were 10th level, it takes 10,000 to get from the start of 10th to 11th. Divide that by 2 and you'd get 5000 for the Endgame.
If you were not able to participate in any of our Endgame events, you get no xp for being in it, obviously.
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Now as to the idea of "Uniting the Taurs." You speak of this as if it's a module. It's not. It's the long range goal of this game. Everything you do as a chosen helps with this, whether it be fighting monsters, giving advice, setting an example, travelling and spreading the doctrine of Domi, being patient with Taurs that believe in racism, etc.
So do not think that we can simply say, ok now we're going to reunite them. It's not that simple. ;) That will take years and hopefully can be accomplished in your lifetimes.
-------- You must have been on the shore Flat-top. The bridges are gone. No trace of them.
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Marilyn, if you don't qualify due to FEats and Skills, etc. email me. I'll see if I can't help you get qualified for whatever PrC you choose.
Oh, BTW, although all Taurs are loyal to Domi, you may declare a second god to patron. Domi doesn't exist in a vacuum and Taurs should respect and even worship other Gods of Wold as his peers and friends.
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I think I have enough now to go ahead with a module. If I can't use each idea, I've got them all written down and saved. Now all we need is for everyone to be sure I have your current character sheet. I'll probably send out the character sheet that is the most current to you so you can be sure I have the most recent one. :)
Leets Wednesday July 24th, 2002 12:05:44 PM
Leets feels a little bit disapointed, although he is happy to see all his friends back.
"I don't remember much of the battle...I'm just glad to be here among you today."
"However, it sounds like Marteaus still walks the Wold, and so will his followers. With Domi back to lead us, we could unite our people in the holy war..."
Jay aka Brahmah Wednesday July 24th, 2002 5:14:16 PM
Jerry, you have posted the table top version of the Engame XP (the face to face). What is the online live chat XP? Are we to assume that counts for both versions of the game?
Kenisha Wednesday July 24th, 2002 7:14:37 PM
Kenisha lands on the beach of Heartshold and shakes her head to clear the cobwebs, then looks around. She smiles as she sees each of her fellow Taurs in turn. But the smile fades by someone she doesn't see.
"Where is Kalon? Anyone seen him?" she asks worried.
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 2:35:55 AM
"The battle was a GREAT victory for us all!! The war has yet to come! How can we equal that? By hunting mere hounds, how bad can they be?"
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 3:36:13 AM
"Leets, my friend. The person at the Catacombs said you should go in yourself and purchase the full plate. He said there isn't much call for centaur full plate!! Ha! He even looked at me like I was crazy! Here's yur money back by the way, everyone rushed off so fast to War, that I never got to return it!" Brahmah grins stupidly.
OOC: None of your gold is missing. :)
Kale Thursday July 25th, 2002 8:42:24 AM
"Where did the bridges go?"
Flat-top(Ceil) Thursday July 25th, 2002 5:29:57 PM
"I don't know, But when I jump into the New Wold, I landed in enought water to swim a shore. As for reuniting the Taur Island, that might take a long time. BUT I would be fun trying. As for Kalon, I last saw him entering into the land of the dead. As for me, I never look back." Flat-top hand the Tear of Domi to Kenisha, "Here, Take these Tears of Domi and put them in a shrine for all to see."
Flat-top turns to the Minotaurs, Weimic and other Centaurs and asks. "I have an Idea, Let's build a Tavern?"
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 5:41:14 PM
Brahmah looks at Flat-top with great respect when he mentions building the Tavern.
"A Tavern?! What better way to begin Reunification of the tribes than with a simple Tavern!!! If we build it somewhere all the Islands can get to easily....." He trails off into muttering to himself. ".... wait, doesn't that cost money? I mean building a business." The minoTaur seems worried.
OOC:I love the Tavern Idea!!!! Let's stretch that idea a little further and say we could have a ship that goes from port to port that can double as a traveling Tavern... Just another idea from the mind of Jay. ;) Besides, we need a ship, a crew and beer. What other way is there to cut overhead than by using one as another. :)
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 5:47:27 PM
"A shrine to Domi. That's as good of an idea as the Tavern! The Taurs gave us tribute, what better way to show them our appreciation than giving them a Relic of our Domi."
OOC:How many tears are there?? If there are three, we may decide to give one to each of the tribes. If there is one... well, we could give it to the MerTaurs. :)
Kenisha Thursday July 25th, 2002 10:49:56 PM
Kenisha laughs at Brahmah, "Mere hounds?! My dear sir, hell hounds are not 'mere hounds' by any account. I think the idea of going after these 'purgatory puppies' is a great idea."
"The idea of a ship is a good one and so is the tavern, as is the shrine. Hmmm..... could we roll all three into one? But Brahmah is right, it will cost. I spent my share of the tithe, but I'm all for the ideas. If we need to raise more capital, maybe we'll have to go exploring and find some lost treasures or something."
Kale Thursday July 25th, 2002 11:08:16 PM
"I think they are called hell hounds because they are from hell. By the way, if there are no bridges how are we going to travel?"
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 11:18:26 PM
Brahmah scratches his head. "From hell, never thought of that!"
He looks at Kale and then at Kenisha. "Seems that we need a ship more than ever right now. I think we are farther ahead in the shrine department than any other idea. We have the Relics!"
The minoTaur considers the three plans. "I think Kenisha is right. We need more... capital. We could rent out our services as protectors, to merchant caravans or as dock gaurds. Or ship protection."
Brahmah Thursday July 25th, 2002 11:28:49 PM
"I like the treasure hunt. It is the easiest way to make money. Wait! The MerTaurs. Are they seeking their sunken City? Could we help them find their lost treasures?"
Cayzle (Out of character) Friday July 26th, 2002 6:55:13 AM
In the Sunday chat game, I don't believe Zeoll ever lost the Heart Domi gave to the Taurs. But in the Live game Flat-top evidently gave it to Domi (and got Tears back from Him).
So do we have the Heart? Or is it gone? If we have it, is it beating as it did before Domi died?
Flat-top(Ceil) Friday July 26th, 2002 11:12:13 AM
In the live game, we found Domi's grave. Then we dough at the grave site until we got the coffin out. There was Domi (DM Jerry), somebody laid on top of the His Body and life flowed into his body. At this point Domi ask for the his heart. Of course everybody there said the Taurs had it and Domi ask me if I had it with me (I pick up the clue that Flat-top was supposed to have it.) So Flat-top went into his hip pocket (saddle bags), Taken out the gold box and gave Domi his heart back. As for the tears of Domi, that happen when Domi's High Master or Friend was killed by Marteaus that Domi cried and the fight really heated up. When in the end and Domi broke off Marteaus arm (with the rings still on his fingers) and the void closing in on us. Flat-top went and saved Bill Troublefinder's body and pick up only two Diamond Tears of Domi. Flat-top jump onto the porch of the cottage, then into the house where the New Wold was forming and was told to jump and go back into the New Wold. Now Zeoll, the answer to your questions are - No, we don't have the heart any more. Yes, It is beating in side Domi's Chest. And that is what happen.
Brahmah (Jay) Friday July 26th, 2002 6:05:50 PM
Well, we have two Diamond Tears. Perhaps when we create the Shrine to Domi, we can use those two Tears in a statue of Domi. We could use them as his eyes or mount them just below his eyes to symbolize that he cries for his people, the Taurs. :) I'm good, I know. I know. Please, no applause. ;)
Kale(Sam) Friday July 26th, 2002 6:53:22 PM
"Well, those our FlatTop's Tears, not ours. She should do what she wants with them."
Brahmah (Jay) Friday July 26th, 2002 7:55:25 PM
The minoTaur walks up to Kale and lays a massive hand on his shoulder. "By no means, did I mean that he should give up such Artifacts to the Chosen! They are Relics of the Wold and for ALL Taurs. They are Flat-tops Relics to do with as he pleases! Yes? Domi has 'Chosen' Flat-top for a greater deed than just carrying his Tears. There's a reason Domi Chose Flat-top! The Shrine would NOT glorify US, Kale, it would Glorify DOMI! Do you have a problem with that!?" The minoTaur lowers his eyes and smiles intensely at Kale.
Kenisha Saturday July 27th, 2002 1:07:55 AM
"Yes, Kale, they are Flat-top's and I think he's already stated what he'd like done with them. Let's not get into a hissy-fit here okay boys?" Kenisha says firmly, not liking the way the two taurs are facing off.
Jerry Saturday July 27th, 2002 1:29:11 AM
Jay the xp is the same for all versions of the endgame.
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Kale they were magically destroyed by the armies of Marteaus. Consider that a CDM change as well. They won't be back. :)
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Kale, there is no longer any place called hell. Go read the new Woldology. :)
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Cayzle, you still have the heart and it functions well.
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Guys, I started writing the module on Wed. So we're past the brainstorming what we want to do stage. What I need now is your character sheets updated if needed and in by Monday. If we're missing several or they are not approved, we don't start. :)
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Ceil, I don't remember you picking up any tears. Did you say you did that? Do you have a witness? [grin]
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Brahmah (Jay) Saturday July 27th, 2002 1:36:17 AM
The colossal minoTaur suddenly shrank to the size of a halfling. "Sorry Kenisha, I was out of line, but Kale.... well, he said Flat-top should do what he wants with such Artifacts, Relics, whatever you want to call them! I agree. Domi has a higher purpose for them though, a Chosen was Gifted these Great Symbols! Flat-top is Domi's Advocate."
Zeoll the Lesser Saturday July 27th, 2002 9:16:45 AM
Zeoll respectfully places the Heart on its pedastal in its former place at the center of Hearthold Keep.
"Therre," he says, "home at last!"
Flat-top Saturday July 27th, 2002 9:30:14 AM
"Zeoll, Put these tears there too. For all to see." as Flat-top give the dimonds to Zeoll.
Yes, Dearest CDM Jerry, the withness is YOU. You said Yeah! Yeah! OK! But you were busy with Anthony and the forge, Then kicking Me back in the new world.
PS> Not much change but I have it ready for you this week end.
Jay Sunday July 28th, 2002 12:21:06 AM
Hey all, I have a question.
When was the last time we all recieved xp as a group? Before Endgame... :)
Jerry Sunday July 28th, 2002 1:57:53 AM
Good question Jay! ;)
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As of now, we're a long way from getting all our character sheets approved. No start on Monday without them in and approved. ;)
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As Taurs, be sure to read the entire writeup of the new Domi presentation. He's not big on temples and shrines anymore. :) Read to find out what he does like. ;)
Jay Sunday July 28th, 2002 2:12:50 AM
Jerry, do you have my sheet?
Cayzle on the last time we got xp Sunday July 28th, 2002 7:51:15 AM
Jerry sent this e-mail message on June 24:
I received an email from Carl today saying that experience was last given on April 16th. So I've done the xp for the Heart for the Heart of the Taur quest and 3 months gaming time and that amount will be 2000xp.
Since I don't know the hero points that have been earned during that time, I'm going to reward each player with two hero points which adds 50xp times your level for each one. At 4th level that would be 200xp X 2 = 400xp on top of that. At 5th level, that equals 250xp X 2 = 500xp on top of the base.
The hero points are computed at your level before today's xp.
Oh, and lest I forget, each of the governments and churches of the 3 races you represent have gotten together and sent you a tithe to reward you for the successful completion of the Quest to Resurrect the Heart of the Taur. Each race has sent you 14,000gp totalling 42,000gp. You can bet there was some fussing and complaining in some quarters to such a large tithe. So if you see important officials in the next few months and they look at your new rings and magic swords with derision, you might know why they are doing so. ;) (To save time, if you divide this up evenly with nothing going into a central group fund everyone will get 6,000gp.
Sam Sunday July 28th, 2002 9:01:20 AM
i think we have already done that
Cayzle Sunday July 28th, 2002 9:05:36 AM
Sorry to be confusing. Yes, we've already done that xp. I just meant to show that the last time we got xp was June 24. But as usual, I went on for longer than I needed to!
:-)
Flat-top:Ceil Sunday July 28th, 2002 9:36:12 AM
Well I forgot about that little bit of gold. Now maybe I can get those Horse Shoes.
Marilyn Sunday July 28th, 2002 7:37:05 PM
Yeah, I considered getting either the Horshoes of Speed or the Zephyr ones. LOL!
Jerry Monday July 29th, 2002 11:04:51 AM
OK, here's where we stand on sheets according to me.
Kale: No character sheet received with the new xp added. Not approved.
Flattop: received and approved.
Zeoll the lessor: received and approved.
Kenisha: received and have asked for corrections. Not approved.
Leets: nothing received with the new xp added. Not approved.
Ceira: Approved.
Brahmah: received, and changes asked for. Not approved.
We will start play when all are approved.
Jerry Monday July 29th, 2002 11:08:35 AM
Well it looks like since I last gave sp in the middle of June, that I owe you one month. So everyone gets 667 xp for the last month of the YOA.
There is no need to resend your character UNLESS this puts you up a level. Just keep track of it and be sure that your sheet reflects it the next time you send it in.
Flat-top Monday July 29th, 2002 12:40:57 PM
"OH! Boy! We've been approved. Come on Ceira Let's do to Pony Dance an wiggle out tails."
*Clop**Clop*-Swish--Swish- (Doing the Pony Dance)
Cayzle Monday July 29th, 2002 5:21:38 PM
Darn! Just 200 xp away from my level!
:-P
ppphhhpppptttt!
Sam Monday July 29th, 2002 7:01:39 PM
i sent you my CS last week Jerry. on the 21st in fact. i sent it again, but id hate to be the one holding things up
Ceira Monday July 29th, 2002 10:07:01 PM
Ceira giggles with joy as her her nimble wemic form makes it easy to prance to and fro with Flat-top.
Jay (Brahmah) Monday July 29th, 2002 11:11:24 PM
OOC:Sam, no worries. I've been harrassing Jerry all week. Your not the only one holding things up. ;)
My other game is going slow too.
Brahmah watches the wemic and centaur dance and just shakes his head and smirks. "This is going to take some getting used to. Taurs dancing together, friends. I won't be caught dead dancing like THAT though." He says to Flat-top.
"Flat-top, come over here. I have something to tell you my friend. I don't believe I have told you or anyone else in this group this before." He beckons to his centaur friend.
Jay (Brahmah) Tuesday July 30th, 2002 4:14:06 AM
OOC:Must play Taur game! Going through withdrawal! Arrggghhhh! Get in CS must do it now!!
Brahmah sits and stares at a wall. "I'm soooooo bored, sooo bored, staring at the wall! This is no fun, no fun....." He turns to Flat-top. "Hey, lets spar! Please, just for fun, I won't hurt you I promise!! I won't even use my swords. Yeah, lets box!" He grins stupidly. :D "Pleassse!" The minoTaur is pathetic.
Flat-top Tuesday July 30th, 2002 10:16:39 AM
"Excuse Me, My Lady Ceira, Our Bullish friend over there. His horn's are turning Green with envy. I'll be right back to do a Cha Cha with you." Flat-top kisses the Fair Ceira hand.
Trotting over to Brahmah, "Well! what this WE are bored, are we not? Well, send in your CS, and I'll let you punch me first, How's that?"
Jerry Tuesday July 30th, 2002 11:24:46 AM
So if Taurs dance is it called the Taur Trot?
hehe.
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all character sheets have been received now. Kale and Brahmah need to correct a couple of things and we'll be ready to begin.
Guess I ought to write the module huh? I've been so busy helping everyone else, I've slacked on my own game. :( No worries. YOu won't be held up by me. I've got this module writing down to a science. Did Game 5's module in about an hour. Did Game 6's in about an hour and a half. This will be my third one to write this week, not counting the 9 I've had to approve.
Brahmah, if you're bored go to town in the RWI! NO one will mind. [wicked grin] My character Onrad is there with swords draw even now! ;)
Jerry Tuesday July 30th, 2002 6:35:21 PM
OK, all sheets are approved, except for Leets and Kale and they are working on them. :) So we're getting closer to ready to start. NO blame laid anywhere, it takes time to get them done and approved. I appreciate the patience you've all had and the quickness with which you've worked on all this.
Brahmah Wednesday July 31st, 2002 7:47:31 AM
"Flat-top, my friend. I must tell you a short story I feel you must know. Prior to being a Chosen, I could've cared less seeing a centaur or wemic die before my eyes. In fact, I might have even enjoyed watching them die. I'm not happy about my past or actions I took in haste against your people. ... I was very young, merely a calf in the eyes of the village. Let me see... yes, maybe 17 years in total was I. My father had heard stories one day about mother, rumor really. She was 'seen' in the arms other another. My father knew this to be untrue. They had had seven children together (I am the middle child, the fourth). Needless to say, pops wasn't happy. He found that the rumor had started with a single centaur sailor who, come to find out, had been rejected by mother. See, she was a bar maid in the village, and this centaur drank there when he was in port. He was unhappy and started the vicious rumor. Pops went and 'disgusted' the issue with the centaur sailor. Many sailors of the ship were sitting with him, outnumbering father seven to one. Well, father was no fool. He challenged the centaur to Kayleb, honorable combat fought on equal ground. Well, let's just say the centaur wasn't HONORABLE by any stretch of reckoning. See, it was only to be to first blood with daggers and light armor. Nothing else was to be used. When in the circle, father disarmed the Taur in a wink, no blood had to be spilled, or had been spilled. With the centaurs dagger on the ground, pops turned his back on him. The sailor had hidden a shiv in the sleeve of his armor where the officials had not looked. He stuck my father in the back having lost face to the crowd, he was a disgrace to all centaurs. Father died in a pool of his own blood by a single blow. With that blow, mothers honor and virtue were renewed, everyone watching knew in that moment.
I wanted for so long to find the centaur who killed pops. I eventually stopped looking for him and started picking fights with centaurs, any centaur. It didn't fulfill me like I thought it might. For every one that died, my grief continued. I eventually stopped caring about the grief and started working on a regular basis. Caravan gaurd for a wemic merchant, farmer (yes, a farmer) and finally a sailor, ironically enough.
Now, all my grief has returned. I feel guilty about killing your cousins or kin or what have you. I'm now Chosen and when I saw the three of you on the docks, I had to put aside my feelings. I knew Domi gave to me the strength to stay my sword, for you were Chosen too, and your fate lies with me.
I would happily lay my life down for any one of the Chosen, even a centaur. I've grown to love all Taurs. Even our new friends the Mers (MerTaurs)." Brahmah grins at Flat-top, lays a hand on his shoulder, then walks off to contemplate and remember.
Sam Wednesday July 31st, 2002 8:45:27 AM
lalalalalala
Jerry Wednesday July 31st, 2002 10:05:27 AM
Well done Brahmah! 100xp for you! Impressive!
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I liked your post too Sam. :/
Jerry Wednesday July 31st, 2002 10:23:59 AM
Good news! I have done a survey of all the DMs and we've decided to approve the Celestial Companion as the official Mount replacement for all Taur races!
To obtain a paladin's mount and it's stats, enter the BGC. ;)
Flat-top Wednesday July 31st, 2002 3:03:06 PM
"Brahmah, Don't go away I would like to tell you a few thing myself. I seems that we have a background almost the same. But now after all we went through, I can see why Domi had chosen you. Well, here's my story: I was born the baby of the heard, better known as Flat-top the Runt. My sire was always disappointed in me, my sibling always blame me for everything, I always got the left overs and was told that I was ugliest one in the heard. I went to school and my teachers told me that I had a brain. My coaches told me to exercise and put some mussels on my bones. When I left school I entered the fighting sailors. I went up in ranks and at the age of 18, I was promoted to the Rank of The Royal Marines by the Head Stallion himself.
Well, one day we engaged in a fierce battle, and I fought with this Minotaur sailor. I though I was going to die, but he made one last lounge at me. I side swipe his sword and ran my cutlass through him. I don't know why I stood there watching him die. Later I found out that he was married only a few years and had only two calves.
Well, I found out where they lived, and sent then some gold pieces ever since. To this day I cannot figure as to why Domi chose me, But I can see why the Gods chose you. Well, that's my poor story, but if and when we do fight again, I'll be there next to you and the rest of these misfit Chosen. Well, I'll see you later." Flat-top trots off back to Ceira and Kenisha.
Jerry Wednesday July 31st, 2002 7:43:17 PM
Ok folks, I've approved Leets' character sheet. Hopefully Kale can get his corrected and resubmitted soon. He's the only one left. ;)
Jerry Thursday August 1st, 2002 7:50:40 AM
Yowzah! Kent says he's been having trouble sending me email. I have his corrected character sheet and have approved it. I've forwarded them to Kent and so we're awaiting word from him that we may begin.
I assume that this will happen today, so watch the board tonight. I hope to post my first post tonight.
Thanks for your hard work folks!
Sam Thursday August 1st, 2002 8:25:14 AM
dont you mean me jerry
Jay Thursday August 1st, 2002 1:37:47 PM
D'oh!
Jerry Friday August 2nd, 2002 3:20:26 PM
Yes, I meant you Sam. Well guys, I've finally got the module done for you guys. I liked your ideas of what you'd like to do, but somehow I was stumped as to how to make it interesting.
However, watching the news last night, I finally got an angle that works. I actually stood up out of my comfy chair and laughed out loud. I even picked up the phone to call someone and tell them about it when I realized I'd fallen asleep and it was like 1AM and the local news was repeating not live. Heh. I nearly woke DM Stephen of Game 5 up at 1AM. He'd have loved that.
Anyway, I will begin posting tonight. Heading over to send an email to everyone that we begin tonight. :)
Oh, and as promised, this module is less serious than those you've probably done in the past. Don't get me wrong, it will still challenge you and have serious elements in it, but it will also have things in it that, I hope, you just have to laugh at (or at least things in it that "I" laughed at when writing it). Every culture has a light side and a fun side...or at least what they think is fun. We'll see if you think it is fun too!
And just becasue most people think I must, here's the requisite
MUHAHAHAHAAAA!
to chill your bones.
Starting with my post tonight, this board once again becomes an IC (In Character) board only.
Cayzle Friday August 2nd, 2002 3:37:18 PM
::Quickly grabbing his last chance to post OOC, not that he has anything to actually say.::
Jay (Brahmah) Friday August 2nd, 2002 5:41:53 PM
::::Well Cayzle, here's my last word, ;P ::::
Sam Friday August 2nd, 2002 6:37:21 PM
hey jerry, i just remembered im going out of town next week, the 9th-13th. so i guess ill need someone to cover for me
Flat-top Friday August 2nd, 2002 6:43:18 PM
Flat-top never says anything, He dances with the beautiful Ciera. Flat-top swingig his hind end from side to side amd clopping his hooves.
Jerry Friday August 2nd, 2002 9:17:00 PM
I need someone to cover for Sam next week. Remember you get half his xp for subbing for him. :). Email me if you volunteer. :)
Shoe your hooves and sharpen your claws. Here we go!
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