Wowsy! [DM Jerry] Friday August 2nd, 2002 9:55:49 PM
The first few days after the recreation of The Wold are very hectic. Messages by various means magical and animal arrive wanting to know the status of the island and the chosen.
The Keep has some damage from catapults and ballista resulting from attacks by Marteaus' Army, but nothing is destroyed.
Everyone pitches in and all leaks are fixed within the first week. Cosmetic work needs to be done, but that will take time and money.
After a week, five days, boats begin to arrive. Traders selling wood and construction tools from Wemic Isle come. Pilgrims from Centaur Island also arrive. The traders set up tents and start a makeshift bizaar near the place where the bridge to Minotaur Island used to be.
Then getting off of the Wemic boat come some of the youngest Wemics most of you have ever seen. They are older cubs and they have a old geezled Wemic with gray hairs as their "teacher."
They immediately leave their teacher behind and begin exploring every nook and cranny of the island. On their second day on the island, two of them approach you as if they want to talk.
One of them is a homely female with eyes that are a bit too close together. One is a very well groomed and cultured looking Liontaur, well groomed and presented. The last is a fun loving boy who can hardly hold still for the time it takes to get your attention.
It is the girl who speaks.
"Honorable sirs, could we uh...could we...?"
The cultured one whispers in her ear.
"Could we....uh....have a moment of your time?
The frisky one interrupts shaking the cultured one saying, "Qeaseth, it's them! It's really them! Oh wowsy...wowsy...wowsy! He turns to Brahmah, puffs his chest out and continues his thoughts flowing faster than he can sort them out. "Sir Brahmah Sir...Hey!....I mean wow! I mean wowsy! Can I (puffs his chest out and begins to lose his breath) ::huff:: have your....autograph and footprints? I mean Wowsy sir, You're like the best of all of them...I mean you ....I mean wowsy you're all so neat and...."
The cultured one pops him to make him stop giving him a classic bully look that says, ::I'll get you later for this::
The little girl gulps as well and waits for permission to continue her eyes darting back and forth. You notice now that she is slightly crosseyed.
Brahmah Saturday August 3rd, 2002 4:49:38 AM
Not quite sure what to make of the cub, Brahmah pats the young one on the head and laughs out loud.
"The BEST, the best indeed?! You've not met the others, they're JUST as important as I, if not more so!! That there is Kenisha, she's our leader, and quite the warrior in her own rite. And that's ol' Flat-top, he matches me in duel. Oh, and THAT dark looking quiet one is Kale, but he doesn't like to talk much, I seem to upset him alot." He turns to the boy. "Aw! auto..graph, you mean you want my name on a sheet of paper... to keep, for what reason?" He askes smiling. "You want Chosen Memorabilia, is that it?!!!" He bursts into laughter. "Hmmmmm...." He pauses, then draws out his Falchion with an imposing look in his eye directed at the boy, he grins widely and lops off a clump of his own fur and hands it to him. "How's that Son. What's your name lad??!!"
He does, however, take the parchment the child has and draws a large glyphic looking 'B', then smaller letters forming his name. He seems to have a look on his face as if he's trying to remember how to do something, this is more obvious when he squints one eye and sticks out his tounge between his lips to concentrate. He holds out the paper as an artist may hold an easel or drawing board. Now this is in NO way his normal scribble he makes when writing his name on ship documents or ledgers, this is highly stylized. (he has no skill in anything, so it looks not bad, but not great, maybe like a young kid coloring in a book)
"There you are lad!" He says proudly, looking at his own work.
Parchment says; 'To ::place name here::, haf a grate and Honurabl life! Plaa ferst, fite latir!'
Yur frind, Brahmah of the Chosin
Flat-top Saturday August 3rd, 2002 3:11:43 PM
Flat-top is standing next to Brahmah, when the cubs approachs them. Flat-top with his arms across his cheat, smiles at them and listens as they flatter Brahmah. Flat-top cannot help himself, smiles as he whispers to Brahmah, 'Do you need help spelling your name, Wowsy Brahmah?' All the time smiling to every body, and getting ready to duck the Big Minotaur's back hand.
Kale Saturday August 3rd, 2002 5:43:26 PM
smirking at the wemics, Kale says "Wowsy, what do you want with us?"
Zeoll the Lesser Saturday August 3rd, 2002 7:53:59 PM
Listening to the speech patterns of the young liontaurs, Zeoll deduces that the two who have spoken, at least, hail from the coastal parts of Liontaur Isle, rather then the interior in which he was born. Autographs are unknown in his home land, since few know how to read and write.
Not that Zeoll's welcome is any less heartfelt, of course. He smiles widely at the youngsters, who remind him of his own long-gone youth.
He addresses the female, bowing as he does so. "Young lady, we herre serrve all Taurrs, including you and yourr frriends. Speak to us frreely, and be at ease, because we arre frriends to all."
"But I am the least of those herre, howeverr. This is ourr wise leaderr, the wise Kenisha."
The bardic druid gestures towards the fair centaur.
Kenisha Sunday August 4th, 2002 10:42:12 PM
With a twinkle in her eyes, Kenisha kindly tells them, "Of course you may have a moment of our time. What do you want to tell us?"
Ceira Monday August 5th, 2002 1:09:31 AM
Ceira pauses to reminisce of the playful wemic children back in her home village. She smiles warmly to hopefully help them relax as she waits for what they want to say.
Pin the tail on the???? [DM Jerry] Monday August 5th, 2002 11:22:44 PM
The shy one does a shy, ::ahem:: to quiet her frisky friend.
Then she continues.
"Sirs, I mean Maams,...."
Her face gets red as she struggles to talk.
The confident one frowns and grimaces at her in a condescending sort of way.
He adds, "Noble Taurs."
She continues, "Yes, yes...sorry. Noble Taurs. We have been working on a pin the tail on the"
She looks at the size of Brahmah and panics.
"..........pin the tail on the big giant....oh no!"
The condescending one says, "We've been working on a booth for the roundup gathering...."
She continues almost in tears. "Yes, a booth for class at school to help out at the roundup gathering....for the...uh, ....the Great Hellhound Roundup."
Pauses to catch her breath and look to see if anyone going to berate her. Seeing the support she's getting from the Taurs, she breaks into a winning smile.
"It's going to be lots of fun and You'd be a great Show and Tale for class! Will you come? Can you? You can stay at my house!
"...if mama says it's ok."
Ceira Tuesday August 6th, 2002 1:14:00 AM
"That sounds like a splendid idea!" Ceira responds gleefully and with a perk in her voice. "I love being around youthful taurs. I haven't had a chance to do that since I took a vacation to go visit my home village."
Brahmah Tuesday August 6th, 2002 1:20:06 AM
Laughter bursts from the minoTaur, loud as thunder.
He turns around and points to where his tail used to be, then turns back around to the three inquisitive recruiters. "Have you found my tail!!? It's been missing it for YEARS!" He says smiling.
He looks around at the Chosen, then he looks back at the recruiters. "I'm in!"
Kale Tuesday August 6th, 2002 8:39:50 AM
"Jeeezzzzzzzzzz......" Kale says as he listens to the girl try to talk. once she's done he says "What kind of game is that."
Flat-top Tuesday August 6th, 2002 12:47:45 PM
"Kale! would it be a good jester to do this for those little kittens? And not have to do battle for life and death? Beside I would love to see Brahmah get some kind of tail back." Then Flat-top turn to the little one, smiles and tell them. "I'm in."
Kenisha Tuesday August 6th, 2002 7:17:29 PM
Kenisha suppresses a giggle and nods. "I think it'll be good for us." She turns to the three cubs, "but what is this 'Great Hellhound Roundup'? I've never hear of it."
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday August 6th, 2002 11:25:57 PM
The liontaur becomes tense and still when he hears hell hounds mentioned. He listens intently.
Bursting With Information [DM Jerry] Wednesday August 7th, 2002 1:12:06 AM
The girl bursts with information.
"It's a great festival where we celebrate the spring and then go out Hellhound hunting. They really are pests this time of year, burning up the fields and attacking travellers and those grazing and hunting. They reduce the proper prey to alarming levels if allowed to spread and breed. So yearly, we all have a holiday and go out in large groups hunting them down.
"No one's ever found a way to keep them from coming here from wherever they come from, so we have to hunt them before they harm us.
"Simple!"
Ceira Wednesday August 7th, 2002 1:25:54 AM
"That sounds like a great cause to partake on." comments Ceira. "Not only that but there is strength in numbers and our contribution would certainly help prevent any unnecessary injuries or deaths."
Brahmah Wednesday August 7th, 2002 2:48:15 AM
"I, for one, would love to see where these 'hounds' are from; that way we can be rid of this plague forever. Find their handler or breeder. On a personal note, I like pain and combat, so I'll take on anything at least once, or die trying!! These Hell Hounds, what do they look like? so I don't go killing the shepards dogs by mistake!" The dark massive minoTaur grins almost sadistically when he mentions pain.
Jay OOC Wednesday August 7th, 2002 2:50:26 AM
Has anyone heard from Laurent, Leets' player. Is Leets still with us?
Sorry to be out of character.
[Jerry: He's on vacation. Due back 2 weeks from 7/30 Didn't notice until today for it was buried within an email that I just scanned.]
Flat-top Wednesday August 7th, 2002 6:39:24 AM
"Hellhounds! Hellhounds! You never saw a Hellhound? Well, let me tell you about them. They are BIG BLACK dogs, what look like dogs. With BIG red eyes, and their breath are foul and full of heat. Then there's those TEETH of theirs, they have a mouth full of BIG SHARP FANGS. That's not the worse of it. . .!" Flat-top stop when he saw he was scaring the little cubs. He turns to the Little Weimic "And That's why WE are going to makes this the best Hellhound Hunt and Festival Ever." Flat-top wait to see if the Weimic Cubs cheered.
Sam Wednesday August 7th, 2002 8:38:12 AM
"Are you all sure we can hunt something from hell?" Kale asks everyone. "Or will we become the hunted?"
Brahmah Wednesday August 7th, 2002 10:39:36 AM
Brahmah walks up to Kale and looks him square in the eye. "Are you afraid of being stalked there Kale? Hunted like a game animal?! I have news for you friend Kale, DEATH stalks EVERYONE..." He glances at the cubs,then at the Chosen. "... the only difference between one who is hunted and one who is prey, is that prey often doesn't know it's being hunted until it's to late. Hunters don't expect to be prey, that's our advantage. If we can keep one unexpected citizen from being prey, we've done our job. Besides Kale, there's ALE and WINE before the Hunt, are you going to pass up good/free drink?" The minoTaur smiles at Kale with hopeful eyes, thinking to himself; 'Kale needs to learn not to be so cautious. Or maybe I need to learn to be MORE cautious.' ;)
Kenisha Wednesday August 7th, 2002 7:32:38 PM
"It sounds to me as though these Taurs have been managing for some time with these hunts, Kale. I say we go and join it this year." Kenisha siad with a nod to the wemic cubs.
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 8th, 2002 5:31:41 PM
Zeoll, looking very serious, draws Kenisha aside, so that the children will not hear.
"Wise one, this frrivolous attitude worrries me. It may be that to coastal-dwelling wemics, hell hounds arre "pests" of some kind, to be hunted gaily in parrties and festivals."
"But in the centerr of the island, they arre fierrce foul beasts that come with suddenness and kill with abandon. They are not a joke. Zeoll the Grreaterr, may the gods keep him well, hated them intensely, since they had killed all his nearr kin. Prride Nonowla is no more, save that I -- sorry specimen that I am -- adopt it as a memorrial." He touches the bead woven into his mane that represents his adopted Pride.
"What betokens it that childrren delight in the idea of this "Hellhound Hunting"? What does it mean that youths laugh and sporrt when so many noble liontaurrs lie dead by theirr firre brreath and black teeth?"
"Are we surre this is not a trap? What of this olderr liontaurr that brrought them? Rrememberr the deceit of the wemics, the sin that sparrked the warr between the Cen and the Min trribes in days long gone. I trrust this not at all."
Flat-top Friday August 9th, 2002 2:58:37 AM
"I'm Sorry to interrupt you, Kenisha and you Zeoll. But I have some news for the Chosen. It seems that Leets has come down with the dreaded Orc Flu and is at the Temple getting a cure, I'm sure those Alemi clerics will sweat it out of him.
Zeoll, Please hear me. One though I do have from the time I was undead is the meeting with Domi. I did ask for the Taur Islands to be reunited again, But He did tell me that it would be better IF the Chosen Ones did it them selves. I think Domi is right, this task would be better if we the Chosen did it ourselves, but staring with the Weimics and solving their problems would be a very good start. What do you think Kenisha?"
Brahmah Friday August 9th, 2002 7:22:25 AM
"That's to bad 'bout Leets Flat-top, but I had noticed that Leets was sniffing alot lately, and blowing his blower." The minoTaur stands there with his thick arms crossed in front of him. "Well! Are we going to go Hound Hunting or not!? I'm getting more and more bored standing around chatting! Not trying to rush y'all, the Hounds are probly already started pesterin' the folk there on Wemic Isle!" Brahmah sit patiently on the ground then begins polishing his Falchions. "Spit and Polish, makes it draw faster too!!" He spits on a blade, smiling, and begins to buff out a smudge.
Off to the Fair! [DM Jerry} Friday August 9th, 2002 10:09:32 AM
Soon things are arranged so that you can take the children't boat to Wemic Island.
You are invited to join them the next morning at daybreak for the jaunt over to Wemic Island.
When you arrive there, the captain is waiting at the gangplank. A smallish Minotaur, He grins a toothless grin and says,
"Ahoy! Welcome aboard! You can have ye breakfast in me quarters! I'll jun ya.
"Welcome aboard!"
Brahmah Friday August 9th, 2002 6:20:33 PM
Brahmah happily plods along with his Friends.
When reaching the ship, he barely waits for the toothless minotaur to say three words before he's bouncing up the gangplank. "Ay! Hello to you too! Where's the grub!?!?" Asks the massive and VERY hungery minoTaur.
Flat-top Saturday August 10th, 2002 3:32:46 AM
"Come on Kittens, The last one on the boat is a slow turtletaur." shouts Flat-top. "Come on Brahmah, shake the mud off your hooves. I'm going to beat you." Flat-top goats the big minotaur. But to Kenisha, he ask softly,"My I help you on board? Are you feeling OK?"
Brahmah Saturday August 10th, 2002 10:05:41 AM
Brahmah all of a sudden chastizes himself. "Where are those manners of mine?! I'm sorry Kenisha, are you well, how is the foal doing, Lady?"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=18 d20+6=14 d20+6=20 Saturday August 10th, 2002 10:51:33 PM
Zeoll is positively paranoid about all this. Before leaving, he stocks up on Goodberries, which he plans to eat exclusively. He keeps very alert, and his eyes and ears are open.
Is the older wemic who came with the kids still around?
Zeoll would like to speak with the kids, each in turn. He asks about their families, interests, He tries to use his Sense Motive skill to get a hunch about them. [OOC: Three checks above.]
What are their names?
Kenisha Monday August 12th, 2002 12:28:10 AM
Answers Flat-top s best she can, but it's clear she's worried. "I don't know, my friend. I just don't know."
OOC- HINT HINT Jerry! You haven't answered my private post to you and I really need to know!
Ceira Monday August 12th, 2002 9:13:42 AM
Ceira seems hesitant to walk onboard knowing the rough and tumble churning her stomach will once again be exposed to. She takes a deep breath and walks on. Maybe the captain's breakfast will keep her distracted...
...but then again that only gives her stomach something to upchuck.
Stormbringer [DM Jerry] Monday August 12th, 2002 9:58:37 PM
The wise, but gnarly minotaur, seems to be distracting the Liontaurs, engaging them in conversation and good food. He glances out the porthole occasionally and then offers more food and tells another story.
"Yaknow, this ship is called Stormbringer. It's first time out it was hit with a storm and nearly sunk. It was fixed up, sold by it's owner and once again headed out to sea. There a second storm came up from nowhere and again the ship nearly sunk. It again was sold, to me, and rebuilt. It's third time out it, yep you guessed it, ran into a storm and was blown onto some rocks enroute to Wemic Island.
It's owner, however, kept it and fixed it up once again considering the ship lucky since he did survive the encounter.
Since that time, it indeed has been lucky. It seems storms run from the ship. Once a squall hit the ship when making the trip to South Harbor in New Elenna and I turned the ship into the storm and it literally ran from us!
I haven't changed the name, as the ship is in my opinion touched by Wardd and is very lucky. I have even added Wardd as a second patron and my life has been exceedingly good since then!
"Want some more eggs?"
Flat-top Monday August 12th, 2002 10:35:55 PM
Flat-top stand there listening to the Captain tell his story and looking into the faces of those little Kittens. They all sat there with their mouth open and their eyes wide as dinner plates. When it dawn on him, that Ceira is not here, BUT he has a very good idea as to where she is. Flat-top picks up a mug of see weed juice and goes up on deck. Suer enough there she is on the railing and as she is taking a few big gulps of air. Flat-top stands next to her, offering the mug of juice, "I have some juice for you, maybe it will make you fell better?"
Ceira Monday August 12th, 2002 11:59:01 PM
Ceira's eyes lighten up a bit. "Ooo... that might hit the spot. Thanks Flat-top." She takes a sip, takes in another fresh breath of air and then lets the tea sink in. "I think I'll go take a nap. That'll keep me busy so I won't think about getting sea-sick."
Brahmah Tuesday August 13th, 2002 2:41:20 AM
After the stories at dinner (the stories did NOT set easy with him), Brahmah thinks to himself that the ship is dangerous to be traveling on but says nothing to his friends that might scare them or the Kittens. He goes on deck and leans on the railing of the bow and watches the waves, which always comforted him right before lights-out on the Nightengale, his old ship.
He's relatively quiet until bed, exchanging 'goodnights' to the other Chosen and to the crew, and Kittens.
Laying in the hammock assigned to him, unrest hits him in the middle of the night and his sleeps often roused for some reason or another.
Dreams of peril on the the high seas and The Squall he experienced in his first month of being a sea faring minotaur. He'll never forget that; white caps, the rocking, the masts' swaying and the occassional 'man overboard'.
Zeoll the Suspicious d20+4=16 d20+5=14 Tuesday August 13th, 2002 7:30:01 AM
Zeoll wonders why the captain is distracting him from his investigations. Is the captain trying to hide something behind this tale of wonders and luck?
The liontaur bard uses his bardic lore to try to confirm the Captain's tale -- has Zeoll ever heard of this very lucky ship? [OOC Bardic Lore check 16]
Munching on a goodberry, Zeoll the Lesser politely declines all food and drink. He says, "Excuse me," and leaves the captain's quarters.
Zeoll redoubles his efforts to find answers to his questions.
Is the older wemic who came with the kids still around? What's his name? He seeks out the kids, talking to each one, one at a time, if he can. He asks about their names, families, interests, backgrounds. He looks for inconsistencies in their stories, to see if any are lying.
Alone on deck, Zeoll says a prayer, casts a Guidance spell and then uses his bardic lore to confirm what they are saying. Does Zeoll remember ever hearing anything about a yearly "hellhound hunting holiday"? [OOC: Bardic Lore check 14]
"Captain, it's coming!" Tuesday August 13th, 2002 8:28:43 PM
Zeoll does indeed remember hearing of celebrations of this type. Liontaurs have a frisky side to them after all. Most cats do. One mocks ones enemy, practices ones skills in play, and then hunts the enemy!
Suddenly, those on the deck see a cloud forming in the distance. It moves quickly as if it is actually chasing the boat.
"Captain, it's coming!"
"All hands on deck!"
Kale Tuesday August 13th, 2002 8:50:55 PM
appearing out of no where, Kale says "If im a hand, i guess i need to be on deck."
Brahmah Tuesday August 13th, 2002 11:56:23 PM
"I knew it! I JUST knew it! This ship is cursed!! How do you fight a storm?!"
Shaking his head both in disbelief and acknowledgement, he moves to start the batten down, hoping that's the Captains plan. Thinking to himself; "If this fool plans to have sails up in this mess, he's got to go through me!"
Muttering to himself; "Darn fool! Getting us ALL killed, not telling us this ship is cursed 'fore we got on! Fool..."
Ceira Wednesday August 14th, 2002 12:49:30 AM
Ceira shrieks as she sees the incoming storm. She casts Unseen Servant and commands it to help hold her to the mast of the ship (any little bit helps). She wraps herself tightly around the mast and awaits the outcome.
Flat-top Wednesday August 14th, 2002 5:27:43 AM
Flat-top looks to the storm, and all that boiling clouds, "Almost as if it has a mind of it's own." Flat-top look to the passengers, seeing that Ceira is already lash to a mast. Flat-top will see to Kenisha's safty. Then will help with the ship.
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday August 14th, 2002 7:14:28 AM
His suspicions somewhat calmed by the lore he remembers, Zeoll the Lesser remains on guard as the storm approaches. Does this seem to be a natural storm to the druid?
Kenisha Wednesday August 14th, 2002 6:21:20 PM
ooc- Sorry about not posting yesterday. We had a power outage. <sigh>
ic-
Kenisha, not being a sailor, follows Ceira's example and makes sure she won't get washed overboard. "Why can't we hve a nice quiet voyage for once?" she asks to no one in particular.
Into the Storm! [DM Jerry] Thursday August 15th, 2002 3:02:30 AM
The captain roars, "Turn her into the storm! Full sails! Quickly!"
The boat quickly responds as his crack crew works together. They all look very worried, however, those who are old salts grin and seem to enjoy the plight of the younger ones as well as the guests. The schoolchildren and their master are herded below.
The storm, boiling with bright colors and the ship race towards each other! A maniacal look comes over the captains features.
"Come on! I dare ye!"
Brahmah Thursday August 15th, 2002 4:22:32 AM
Thinking to himself; 'He IS a fool! Or insane!'
Yelling over the Storm, Brahmah finally makes his feelings known. "Captain! Yur a FOOL! You know that right? The ship WILL be destroyed, and us RIGHT along with it!" Brahmah gets into the Captains face. "Lower the sails and rigging, NOW! Challenges are one thing, SUICIDE and MURDER! that's totally different!"
The minoTaur stands ready to strike out if the Captain touchs (or attacks) him. He is only stating opinion, after all.
Flat-top Thursday August 15th, 2002 5:17:26 AM
Flat-top stands beside the big Minotaur, telling the Captain, "I know Brahmah here is right. You are not following one important rules of the see, it goes like this 'passengers safety first.' Now this is Suicide for those KITTENS, lower the sails and riggings NOW."
Kale Thursday August 15th, 2002 8:33:58 AM
"How do you know he's not right?" Kale yells to Flat-Top and Brahmah. "How many seastorms have you been through? Be quiet and let him do his job!!!"
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 15th, 2002 12:06:51 PM
Willing to trust the captain's luck, Zeoll the Lesser digs his claws deep into the wood deck. He grabs a rope and a belaying pin and holds on tight.
The liontaur remembers the story of the storm that brought Zeoll the Greater to Bridge Island, and he remembers how Domi's Hand brought the Chosen together.
Reassured, he sings with all his might over the roar of the storm: Come Domi's Chosen! Fearr no storrm! Just hold on tight and rrock and rride! Let Domi's courrage keep you warrm! Fearr not! Don't quake! Crry not! Don't hide!
[OOC: Using Bardic Inspire Courage ability]
Kenisha Thursday August 15th, 2002 9:21:00 PM
"Brahmah! Flat-top! A Captain is King on board his ship. Leave him be. Ceira, let's you and I go below with the cublings. If anything does happen, we might be needed down there. The rest of you stay up here if you think you can be of more use to seeing us through this." Kenisha shouts over the storm then unties herself and heads below after the elder wemic and his charges.
Clear Skies [DM Jerry] Friday August 16th, 2002 7:44:59 AM
As the ship approaches the storm, it seems as if the two would literally collide.
However, at the last minute, the storm seems to balk and high tails it out to sea running from the ship.
For a few minutes, the Captain, jumping to see over Brahmah, yells threats and curses it.
Then he turns the ship over to a sailor and barks commands to continue the trip to Liontaur Island.
Hooting and hollering, he skips to his cabin and slams the door witha final...
Hoot!
Kale Friday August 16th, 2002 8:39:00 AM
with a smug look on his face, Kale turns away from the storm and goes looking for something to eat
Ceira Friday August 16th, 2002 9:21:04 AM
(OOC: I thought we taurs were too big to go below decks? Otherwise, I would've ran down below long ago. ^_^)
Ceira nods with approval and commands her Unseen Servant to follow her.
Brahmah Friday August 16th, 2002 10:36:44 AM
"He's still a fool!" Says Brahmah as the storm disappears into the horizon. "I truly don't think that he's stable." Turning to Flat-top, Brahmah says, "I appreciate your support Friend, but you see how this situation turned out. I was wrong...to a point, but I still think we need to watch the Captain. One day his luck WILL run out and I for one don't want to be there when it does."
He ends his conversation with Flat-top and works his way over to Kale. "Friend Kale, to answer your question about how I've seen storms like this one....None! I've never seen one turn tail and run from a ship. But let me tell you the story of the Great Squall and the men who rode it to their Doom....."
Flat-top Friday August 16th, 2002 2:42:42 PM
"Yes, Kenisha" said Flat-top as he watches the Storm Turn tail. "I have never seen anything like this, in all the time I was at sea. And I still think your right, Brahmah."
As Kale walks by wit that smug look on his face, Flat-top takes a swing at him, But misses by a mile.
Zeoll the Lesser Friday August 16th, 2002 4:58:49 PM
"Of courrse," the wemic remarks softly to the slammed door, "it is easy to be brrave when you believe that therre is no dangerr."
Land Ho! [DM Jerry] Friday August 16th, 2002 10:22:15 PM
Soon, the party reaches Wemic Island. The boat travels to the eastern shore and then comes up to a wharf in what must be a large town for Wemics, small for humans. Perhaps a population of about 5000. Around the south side of the village, a carnival is going full tilt!
On the shore are hundreds of people, wanting a look at The Chosen and those ingenious kids who talked them into coming. News of your coming has somehow arrived ahead of you.
Serious Liontaur Males look at you with appraising eyes. Playful Liontaur cubs rush the boat jumping all over each other to get at you.
Qeaseth, the serious lioncub of the three who invited you steps forward and shouts, "Back cubs! The Chosen has no time for the likes of you! They are important guests. Move aside!"
With some grumbling a path is made and a grizzald old Liontaur approaches. "Welcome to Chessford!"
Brahmah Saturday August 17th, 2002 2:55:24 AM
Brahmah departs the insane captains ship and bids it a fond good riddance.
Brahmah hears the rudeness of Qeaseth and shoots a look of disagreement to him, then winks and grins. "Sir! you obviously still don't know what the Chosen stand for!!" Brahmah leans over and hoists one of the younger cubs onto a shoulder, but is gentle and sweet.
Brahmah stands there waiting for his leader to speak, as he plays with the cub/kitten. He calls over a few more cubs and begins 'rough housing'. Occassionally you'll hear; "Stay away from the water young'n's."
Flat-top Saturday August 17th, 2002 7:29:10 AM
Glad to get off the ship, and land in town taking a good look at the carnival. Flat-top "Come here Kittens, I have something for all of you." Flat-top pick up a few kittens, tickles them then put cubs on his back and trots around. Flat-top has two saddle bags on his back end. "Now the kitten in the back, please give me my back pokets (Saddle bags) with the red flaps. Flat-top tanks the cub and opens the saddle bags. He take out handful of Milk Dudes candy and hand then out to the all the kittens around. Flat-top turn to the rest of the party "Want some candy too?"
Kale Saturday August 17th, 2002 8:39:56 AM
frowning at Flat-Top and Brahmah, Kale says to them quietly "These people regard us as their superiors. You should act that way." then he walks up to the old liontaur and says "Its been a hard trip and my companions would like to rest. Where are we staying?"
Kenisha Sunday August 18th, 2002 11:57:47 PM
Kenisha smiles at the cublings. "We are the Chosen, yes. But we are so for the sakes of all Taurs, cublings, elders and everyone in between. Let the children play." Kenisha grins at Kale and winks.
When the old wemic welcomes the Chosen, Kenisha bows respectfully (and as well as a centaur can); her five white braids swinging before her face. "Thank you, grandfather. We are delighted to be here."
Ceira Monday August 19th, 2002 12:31:40 AM
Ceira happily joins in with Brahmah and Flat-top with the young cubs and adds in, "Yes, it's good to be back on Wemic Island again."
Zeoll the Lesser Monday August 19th, 2002 10:38:07 AM
Zeoll is all eyes and ears as he takes in the sight of his homeland.
An armored Centaur (Leets) Monday August 19th, 2002 3:49:01 PM
"I almost waited, Chosen.."
Says a familiar voice in the crowd as a centaur wearing a full plate barding steps forward.
"It's nice to see you brothers and sisters!"
The Chosens of course recognize their friends Leets, although he obviously didn't have a shave for several days.
"I had some troubles with an Orc who seems to have a problem with Domi's return...But I will tell this story later. I was pretty sure you would come here first, and got ahead of you. However, I prefered to wait for you before begining anything: It will be good to work as a team once more!"
Clan Rhasa [DM Jerry] Monday August 19th, 2002 8:35:18 PM
The old Liontaur almost shows a snarl at Kale's immediate request for shelter, but recovers quickly and says, "Of course good...sirs. We had a drawing and you, ahh, you will be staying with...the Sandifurr clan.
A "Wooooop!" sounds from behind you on the ship as the shy little Liontaur Sheras jumps from the rails landing in your midst.
"You get to stay with me! Whooooooop!
Come! This is my mother Rhasa."
She literally pulls Kale forward to meet her mother.
"And this is granny Alasa. And Uncle Tynyc!"
[Kale, Zeoll, and Leets, may make a Sense Motive DC 20. If you succeed say so by private post to me in addition to your regular post and I'll reply to you in your private post.]
[Anyone making a Spot Check of DC 25 may do the same making a private post to me. I'll edit your private post to give you your results.]
Flat-top d20+5=9 Monday August 19th, 2002 9:47:12 PM
(OOC; miss my spot check)
"There you go,Kale we are going to stay at the Sandifurr Clan." Flat-top smiles at Kale. Turning to the girl cub Shiras "All right now let's go meet your Clan. Nice to meet you, err morther Rasa, Granny Alasa and you Sir Tynyc." And Flat-top offers his hand in friendship.
Then whispers to Zeoll, *Zeoll, you old tom cat you, look at the paws on Mother Rhasa!! Nice real Nice.*
Ceira d20+4=18 Monday August 19th, 2002 9:49:40 PM
"Wow!" comments Ceira, "These wemics are really happy to see us. This is great!" She spots some nearby sponge cake and worms her way through the crowd to get to it.
Kenisha d20+3=21 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 3:48:23 AM
(ooc Roll is 21 for the check)
Kenisha grins widely as Leets appears. "Leets! It's great to see you! Where have you been?" She trots over and gives him a quick hug.
"Ugh! That barding is hard to hug around!" she tells him with a laugh.
Leets Tuesday August 20th, 2002 5:33:44 AM
Leets welcomes Kenisha warmly too, and rubs his own shoulders. "Well, I've been spending some time with the Hospitalers of Domi, a quite long story involving an Orc too...But it's no time for such story. It looks like those people have been waiting for us." "I'm glad to see such a friendly crowd. I was afraid of the possible chaos created by the recent events, but all seems ok..." "Gently Sheras! - Says Leets to the young Liontaur with a smile - We won't vanish now that we're here. Rhasa, Alasa, Tynyc, nice to meet you!"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=20 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:15:23 AM
Zeoll warmly clasps the hand of the centaur paladin. "It is verry good indeed to see you again, my frriend!"
The druid/bard also whispers back to Flat-top, "Shhh! She is most likely spoken forr!"
Then Zeoll the Lesser greets each of the cub's elders with a formal bow. Speaking in his native liontaur, he says, "This sweet-tempered child has brought me home, and here you honor us with your welcome."
Then switching to tauric, he introduces each of the Chosen.
"This is the wise Kenisha, the leaderr of the Chosen of Domi."
" ... the cunning Kale, who is cleverr and sharrp of eye and wit."
" ... the valorrous Leets, noble and brrave."
" ... the forrmidible Brrahmah, a warrriorr's warrriorr."
" ... the gallant Flat-top, a generrous and able fighterr."
" ... the beautiful Ceirra, who is always hungrry ... forr adventurre." (Zeoll smiles as he says this.)
" ... and I am Zeoll the Lesserr, self-named in memorrial of the Grreaterr Zeoll, the forrmerr leaderr of the Chosen who fell in battle."
Brahmah Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:45:03 AM
"Ya ya, hello to you, pleasure to make yur.... Ceira! don't eat all that cake, leave me some!" Brahmah isn't especially rude greeting the folks, but is focused on his growling hunger.
Passing Leets, Brahmah seems torn between greeting back his friend and the sweet smelling cakes. He does a double take at the paladin, then cakes, then the paladin, then finally back to the cakes. Turning to Leets, he pats the shoulder of the newly armored Chosen, then says, with the customary smile, "Welcome back! Now, IFFF you don't mind, I'm going to get some snacks." The minoTaur breezes past Leets and heads right for the goodies. "Ceira, no! Not that one.... I had my eyes on it...."
OOC: There is absolutely NO way for me to make a DC 20 Spot, so I'm going on blissfully ignorrant. ;)
Kale d20-1=14 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:47:14 AM
(failed sense motive check) not really likeing being dragged around, Kale none the less allows himself to be led to Rhasa. once he gets there he says "SO, where are we staying?"
House Sandifurr [DM Jerry] Wednesday August 21st, 2002 1:41:37 PM
The assemblage begins to disperse to homes and to the fairgrounds as you follow your hosts to their clanhouse. In fact, you notice that the houses in the township are organized by clan. In some cases, more than one house is within a certain area when one house becomes too small for the clan.
Each house has inner areas with lots of glassless windows. The windows close like barn doors when it rains.
You see Liontaurs reclining on what must be perches inside each window.
You also notice that the clan houses tend to get poorer and less prestigious as you get farther from the center of the township.
Eventually you arrive at the Sandifurr clanhouse.
There is a large covered porch with ramps heading up outside to the three levels of the house and down into the basement. All doors and windows are wide. Young cubs come jumping from several of the windows and ramps. Inside, you notice that there is much open area in the house in the center where all three levels of the house can be seen.
Around the edge, near the walls, are where the sleeping rooms are kept. The older taurs sleep on the ground floor, while the younger ones sleep higher up. The third floor, used for the cubs, has cubicles and ramps going everywhere. They play and jump making incredible leaps and twists in the air in their play.
You are directed to 3 rooms along the right side of the house. These seem to be the only rooms with doors on them to afford privacy. You are asked to arrange yourselves as you see fit within these three rooms.
In the distance, a few Liontaur males gather on the road and stare after you as you enter the house. They look for a few moments and then walk back towards town.
Leets Wednesday August 21st, 2002 3:28:22 PM
The centaur paladin gratefully smiles at the wemics who offer a part of their home. He bows, knowing that those people probably don't have much to give but still do...
"It will be perfect, and I'm sure we'll have a nice time among you. Halas I know the minotaurs' way too well because of the wars, but not much about the wemics but what Zeoll told us around the fire..."
A little bit suspicious, Leets gets a look at the window, to see what the Males Liontaurs who walked away are doing.
"Flat-Top, Brahmah, will you share this room with me?"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=11 d20+8=15 d20+12=27 Wednesday August 21st, 2002 3:51:14 PM
Zeoll quickly whispers to Kenisha, "I don't trrust those fellows!" -- meaning the liontaur males with the sourpusses. "I betterr have a worrd with them, and find out what they arre up to."
Zeoll races up to the males. If he can't catch up, he returns to the Chosen. If he can catch them (without going out of sight of the Chosen), he confronts them.
"Hey!" he shouts in his native tongue, "Wait!"
The bard looks to see if they wear clan beads braided in their hair in the traditional way. They might not, this being the coast, where the old traditions aren't so common. What clan(s) are they, if he can tell? (Bardic Lore check 11)
"I noticed you fellows seemed unhappy about something. Well, the Chosen of Domi are here by invitation to kill hell hounds. What part of killing hell hounds do you all have a problem with?" (Diplomacy check 15)
Zeoll the Lesser will talk briefly with them, trying to convince them that the Chosen are here to help, nothing more. Then he returns and travels with the Chosen to the house of Clan Sandifurr.
For the afternoon, Zeoll enjoys playing with the kids. With his magic ring, he has fun making leaps up to 18 feet up in the air and 65 feet on a running jump -- half that when leaping from a standing start.
Zeoll also enjoys playing songs to entertain any listeners -- with his bullroarer thrumming overhead, he sings liontaur classics as well as his own new epics about how the Chosen helped to save the Wold. (Perform check 27)
Kale Wednesday August 21st, 2002 4:25:06 PM
not waiting for the others to choose, Kale chooses one of the rooms and says "Im staying here." then the robe cladded minotaur enters his room and looks around, trying to find the most confortable place to sleep
Flat-top d20=17 Wednesday August 21st, 2002 6:52:22 PM
As he (Flat-top) enters the Clanhouse, and tell the Mother Rhasa and the rest of the present clan "What a beautiful Clanhouse and I'm sure our room are the comptable in you dens." Flat-top bows a little and kisses the mother's hand, "Please don't mind Kale the Minotaur, this is being nice for a minotaur, He's a loner."
OOC Flat-top in trying to use his Charm and Diplomacy 17 on the clan.
Flat-top picks up a cub or two and trots around the road, bucking a little for the cubs to giggle and jump on and off the back of Flat-top (the cubs are playing Who Stays on the Centaur the Longest). While the cubs are playing, Flat-top notices the Young Males, but says nothing.
Flat-top trots up to Leets, "Sure I'll share a stall with you." And looking back at the males on the road, "I see what you mean and I hope Zeoll find something reassuring."
As he (Flat-top) enters the Clanhouse, and tell the Mother Rhasa and the rest of the present clan "What a beautiful Clanhouse and I'm sure our room are the coziest in you dens." Flat-top bows a little and kisses the mother Rhasa's hand, "Please don't mind Kale the Minotaur, this is being nice for a minotaur, He's a loner."
OOC: DM Jerry - Flat-top in trying to use his Charm and Diplomacy 17 on the clan.
Kenisha Wednesday August 21st, 2002 10:57:38 PM
Kenisha nods to Zeoll as he whispers his message to her.
She greets each new wemic she is introduced to warmly. "You are very kind to take us in like this. I do hope we won't put you out too much, but as you can see, we are a many varied mix of taurs." she tell them as Flat-top allows some cublings to 'horse-around' on him.
Brahmah Thursday August 22nd, 2002 2:19:44 AM
Brahmah simply shakes his head yes at Leets question, then looks at Kale. "Seems he's picked his room."
"I think that the women should be in the same room. But I have a suggestion, why don't we have watch anyway. One person up in each room, every 8 hours and keep an eye out, regardless of how friendly our guests are. Their may be a few in town NOT so friendly!" He says to Kenisha.
"I'll stay watch in the hall if need be."
Ceira Thursday August 22nd, 2002 8:57:57 AM
Ceira beams a smile as she eyes the third room. "We ladies need our privacy so Kenisha and I will be here."
Ceira sees the mysterious taurs off in the distance. After watching Zeoll head off, Ceira approaches mother Rasha and asks, "Pardon me mother Rasha, do you you have any known rival clans or other hooligans that give you trouble?"
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 22nd, 2002 9:20:43 PM
The bard beleives that a little paranoia is a healthy thing. He'll take a watch during the night.
But isn't there an event in the evening before bed? If not, Zeoll will seek out Rhasa, Alasa, or Tynycer of Clan Sandifurr. He wants to find out when the hunt will begin, if there will be any other events around the hunt, and how the Chosen can help out.
Not Welcome [DM Jerry] Friday August 23rd, 2002 9:05:35 AM
When Zeoll races after the males watching the house and asks his question, they look and stare at him, anger in their eyes. The one on the left, with a scar on his chest, spits in his general direction.
The one on the right says, "Go back where you came from. Your..."
The center male silences them, and they turn and with a gallop are gone.
Flattop has no difficulty charming the Sandifurr clan. They seem to be genuinly happy and honored to be keeping you.
The hunt will be held tonight after midnight.
Some of the kids tell Flat-top that they can go to the fair and have some fun just as soon as they are rested. One asks, Can you rest fast please?"
Brahmah Friday August 23rd, 2002 12:53:40 PM
Brahmah doesn't take one specific room with his friends, he'll prefer the hall. He sits with hands folded behind his head, leaning against the wall at Kenisha's and Ceira's door. He doses frequently for about a half an hour, then actually falls fast asleep. He'll wake at the midnight hour with the rest of the Hunting Party.
His dreams are light and peaceful, unusual for the fighting Taur.
OOC: All of his belongings are with him in the hall. His pack is in his lap, Falchions are close at hand.
Flat-top Friday August 23rd, 2002 4:23:21 PM
Flat-top smiles at the kittens, "Alright I'll try to rest fast. Now go see Mama." Then asks Zeoll, "How did thing s go with those Weinic males, any thing good??"
Flat-top will rest, (along with Leets)and will be ready for the hunt.
Kale Friday August 23rd, 2002 4:26:16 PM
closing the door to his room, Kale lies down and goes to sleep
Kenisha Saturday August 24th, 2002 8:16:54 AM
Kenisha sleeps in hers and Ceira's room after telling Brahmah, "Wake me up in a few hours and then you can get some rest before the hunt too."
Zeoll the Whiney Saturday August 24th, 2002 5:56:23 PM
Before retiring for the night, Zeoll the Lesser once again tries to find one of the adult residents to speak with. "I know I'm not even a real Chosen," he thinks, a little self-pityingly, "but won't SOMEONE talk to me?"
If he finds anybody to talk with, he'll ask why those male liontaurs were so hostile. "Why do they say, 'Go back where you came from'?"
Leets Sunday August 25th, 2002 4:07:04 PM
The centaur paladin looks the scene that takes place with the liontaurs with a serious eye, although he is a little bit disappointed by such a behaviour.
"We'll have to keep an eye on those bad guys Zeoll..."
Later Leets rest along with Flat-Top, readying his weapons for the hunt and praying Domi so that he gives them strenght and courage when facing the evil creatures.
"I've never been hunting such hounds Flat-Top, but I have the feeling it will do good to this land if we get rid of such beasts. I was not used to hunt when I was on Centaur Island either, father prefered to bring my brother with him...Maybe you can give me one advice or two..."
Ceira Monday August 26th, 2002 2:30:53 AM
After a very rough ride on the ship (at least from her perspective), Ceira decides it would be best to get early rest if they are getting up at midnight.
Brahmah Tuesday August 27th, 2002 3:33:59 AM
Brahmah wakes Kenisha as asked and preps for the Hunt. He polishes his Falchions, then he polishes the Domi Chain Shirt to be presentable to the towns folk. "I can't wait!" He grins stupidly. "This is going to be SOOO fun!" He giggles like a young school Taur. Then he rests, as was commanded by the Chosens leader.
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