Falin Thursday October 27th, 2005 1:13:08 AM
Falin walks over to Gunther and helps him move the stuff to the side in the hopes that they will set up camp for the night.
Lian Thursday October 27th, 2005 3:10:45 AM
OOC: Take care of the family Jamie. If you need someone to play Falin, let me know.
Lian begins moving the loot to the road.
Brother Bertram Thursday October 27th, 2005 6:43:57 AM
Bertram moves stuff over to the road with obvious concern regarding these strangers that appeared out of thin air. He will still pick the most choice pieces to place on his person if they never see it again.
Finding Fortune - DM Donna Friday October 28th, 2005 2:35:34 AM
The coin offered by Milo causes the wizened old gypsy's one good eye to bulge. In less than a blink of that eye, it's gone.
"Come, come, o wise one!" Gypsy Rose cackles, leaping from the driver's seat of the caravan with amazing agility for one who looks so aged. "Let us seek the counsel of my crystal ball..."
The fortuneteller moves around to the rear of her little vehicle, throwing open the door and climbing into the cramped confines of the home-on-wheels. Milo's senses swim with input: the clashing, garish colors of the various cloths, rugs and painted trim within--all of which are illuminated by a pair of magically-lit sconces; Gypsy Rose's enthusiastic mutterings mixed with the chittering of a small primate that appears to have the run of the interior; the warm and close atmosphere of the tiny space as well as the scent of herbs and exotic perfumes wafting about.
"Sit ye here, ye who brave the mysteries of Fate." Gypsy Rose pats a bench on one side of the caravan, then swings a table out from the opposite wall, over which she drapes first a tassled cloth of magenta. On this table she carefully places a sizeable crystal orb--one meant for scrying, no doubt.
The old woman sits opposite of Milo, muttering in tongues and weaving her gnarled hands over the surface of the globe. The crystal appears to fill with swirling, silvery-white smoke.
"Part...part ye mists of destiny...reveal to us the nearest danger that would threaten my patron...show us what path he should take to aid in his triumph over adversity..."
The smoke within the globe continues to swirl for a moment before appearing to shrink upon itself, revealing the eerie, lavender-lit landscape outside--and a lone figure ambling aimlessly about it. The perspective of the crystal slowly zooms in on the figure--
--it's Olana...and she looks lost, confused--and alone.
Milo must roll a Spot check versus DC18. Succeeding the check will mean that the halfling realizes that Olana is missing something very important--the Bracelet of Friends that she used to wear on her wrist.
Falin Friday October 28th, 2005 7:29:54 AM
Once the treasure piles are arranged he will be gin to help set up camp for the night.
"I know I am lookig forward to come rest for the evening." Says Falin. "I just hope I can sleep through the nightmares."
"Do you think we should bury as much of the treasure as we can? I know we can't carry it all. " Then a sheepish grin covers his face, "Unless you want to make a donation to the gypsy... Might be nice to have a friend in this unknown land."
Ingrge Friday October 28th, 2005 9:15:55 AM
Sorting moving and checking out the piles of stuff, Ingrge and Figment move as much of it as they can themselves onto the "road"
K'Nara Friday October 28th, 2005 10:41:05 AM
K'Nara opts to assist Gunther, Figment and the others in relocating the piles of treasure.
Gunther d20+5=9 d20+1=21 Friday October 28th, 2005 3:34:15 PM
The warrior smiles sheepishly as K'nara comes over to help, though he keeps his distance. Her actions of late thoroughly confuse him, and he is unsure of how to react when around her. Plus, this place just flat out give him the willies. As he begins hauling loads of treasure over onto the road, Gunther keeps his eyes and ears open for sounds of trouble (Spot=9, Listen=nat. 20).
Milo d20+15=25 Friday October 28th, 2005 8:32:27 PM
Seeing Olana wandering causes Milo's heart to leap up into his throat. Then seeing that she is completely beyond summoning the aid of her friends and fiance, a low growl begins in the halfling's chest, and builds as his fury rises. "Where is she?! How do we find her?!" Milo practically snarls, though he bites his own tongue, not meaning to be rude to the old seeress. Calming himself briefly, "What else can you show me?"
Lian Friday October 28th, 2005 9:21:05 PM
The monk meditates as the others sit with Rose.
Trading Places - DM Donna Friday October 28th, 2005 11:58:05 PM
Upon hearing Milo's outcry, K'Nara goes over to the caravan.
"Need help..?" she asks, then her hazel eyes widen at the sight of Olana within the crystal ball.
"Seems like the lass may be needin' help, aye..." Gypsy Rose nods at the leader of the Talons.
"Figment! Ingrge! Over here--NOW!!!" K'Nara barks, summoning the arcane spellcasters. "Olana's in trouble...we need to figure out how to help her!"
"The crystal reveals the uppermost challenge to yer well-bein', me lad." the fortuneteller says to Milo. "Aye...'tis clear that ye have feelin's for the elf, so obviously losin' her would be akin to...losin' yerself. A pity ye not have th' magic to summon her forth, eh..?" The withered woman cackles at her own sense of humor.
Falin Saturday October 29th, 2005 8:03:34 AM
Upon hearing the outcry Falin rushes to where everyone else is and see if there is anything he can do.
Once he figures out this is well out of his league he step back to make room for the more experienced.
Maybe I should start looking at expanding my skill set. In order to be a more useful adition to this team Falin thinks to himself.
Brother Bertram Sunday October 30th, 2005 7:16:39 AM
Bertram steps back from the crowd, realizing that he has no help to offer in this godforsaken realm. He is startled to see Falin's face reflecting his own inner turmoil. Gripping the mage by the arm he squeezes it once, understanding in his eyes. "We will find a way through this, Friend Falin. We will make ourselves useful in some other way. Be strong."
Gunther Monday October 31st, 2005 8:57:26 AM
So much treasure....so...alone??? Gunther watches as first K'nara then Bertram abandons him. He looks around at the spooky surroundings. Was that a skull he heard??? Deciding not to take any chances, Gunther heads over to the back of the wagon. "So, you going to be rich and live happily ever after?" he asks Milo.
Lian Monday October 31st, 2005 8:58:01 AM
OOC: Happy Halloween.
The monk sit quiet, now out of his meditation, he listens to what is being said.
Ingrge / Figment Monday October 31st, 2005 7:36:55 PM
Ingrge and Figment come at K'nara's call.
Ingrge listens to what is going.
"Well I am should be able to locate her through scrying as well as I know her and then perhaps Figment can try to teleport there and back."
Ingrge looks over to Figment for his thoughts.
After pondering a moment Figment nods.
"As Ingrge says that should not be too difficult a set of tasks."
Milo Monday October 31st, 2005 11:18:29 PM
Milo stands as the others rush to see. Looking about at the group, the halfling snarls, "Olana is lost, I have to find her." It is clear that the halfling hopes that the rest of the group feels the same way. Turning to Gunther, "Happily ever after? The day that evil ceases to exist, I'll live happily ever after. That is what it means to be a dragon. Get that into yer head man."
Scrying Time Again - DM Donna Monday October 31st, 2005 11:20:27 PM
K'Nara nods at the words of Ingrge and then Figment.
"Whatever--just do it...it doesn't look like Olana's on a road." Indeed, the elf maid is wandering about through rough grass that comes to mid-shin--no kind of paving in sight.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 1st, 2005 8:27:54 AM
Bertram winces at Milo's words, and lays a hand on Gunther's arm. "Peace, Friend Gunther", he whispers.
Lian Tuesday November 1st, 2005 4:46:18 PM
The monk just waits with the others.
"Olana is alone. It is clear we must find her."
Ingrge Tuesday November 1st, 2005 4:54:01 PM
Pulling out his large scrying mirror, Ingrge gets to work moments later he is ready to go. Looking over at Milo he raises and eyebrow.
" I suppose you have a lock of her hair or something on you? If so I have need of it. Even though I know her as well as anyone here, every little bit helps."
He waits for Milo to offer up the proffered body part and then motions for Figment to stand behind him.
"Figment, you know best what you will need to be able to get done what you need to get done so focus on what appears and not what I am doing. The rest of you may watch, but there must be no noise and by no means should any of you touch the mirror."
When everyone is ready Ingrge casts his spell and begin the scrying.
Olana gets a will save at -15 vs DC 23. She gets a +5 if she is on another plane of existance.
Milo Tuesday November 1st, 2005 9:34:51 PM
Collapsing, "I don't have a lock of hair or any such thing." Turning to Gunther, "I'm sorry Gunther, that was rude of me." The halfling hops down from the wagon, hoping that someone wiser than himself will know how to solve this problem.
Gunther Tuesday November 1st, 2005 11:24:18 PM
The warrior flinches at Milo's words, but says nothing. He gives Bertram a smile for his comforting words. Then Milo apologizes, but Gunther lays a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It vas only a joke. I didn't now Miss Olana vas in danger or I vould have been more serious. Don't vorry...ve vill find her and soon. De spellcasters, dey are very good. You vill hold her in your arms soon, no doubt." Gunther watches Ingrge and Figment with rapt attention. He had never really watched spellcasters before, and this was intriguing.
Mirror, Mirror - DM Donna d20-4=10 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 12:42:31 AM
Ingrge casts his spell, with a VERY interested Gypsy Rose looking on...and his mirror clouds up, then the obscuring mists vanish, revealing the same exact vision in the glass as there is in the globe--Olana, wandering a rough grass plain, looking lost.
"Aye, the glass makes for a bigger, clearer picture..." the wizened old woman agrees with a nod of her wiry-haired head, "...will the human mage now go to fetch the damsel? 'Tis not a good idea to leave her alone in the land--a tender morsel she be to the night life..."
Lian Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 2:24:50 AM
"Night life?! Do you mean there are Children of the Night in this place?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 7:24:02 PM
Bertram listens to Lian and snorts out loud, "Well if those carnivorous skulls from out of nightmare wasn't a sign....." He winks at Lian to show he is jesting and takes inventory of his use to the group. He was cutoff from his Gods, and his spells were failing. Then it was back to the one thing that had not failed him.. He unslings his axe and begins sharpening it carefully, keeping an eye on the groups new 'friends'.
Trading Places 2 - DM Donna Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 9:17:39 PM
Figment frowns as he considers the scene before him--teleportation within an unknown plane is VERY tricky, even with the familiarity of seeing an old friend in the picture. However, the wizard resolutely nods then begins to cast his spell while his colleagues and a very interested Gypsy Rose look on.
POOF!
Figment is no longer with the party.
"Where IS he?" K'Nara demands, noting that Olana is still alone. Before anyone can actually answer the blade singer, though, Figment suddenly appears in the mirror beside Olana. He smiles and speaks to her in greeting, and everyone in the party is dismayed that (1) no noise can be heard from the mirror and (2) the elven female stares blankly at the spellcaster.
"It's like she doesn't know him!" K'Nara gasps.
Indeed, the apathy with which the wizard is received is all too clear. Frowning, Figment's mouth moves and his hands gesture once more.
Both Olana AND Figment are no longer in the mirror. K'Nara turns in place, looking all around.
"Where are they?" she asks, almost frantic. "Where are they???"
POOF!
Olana is suddenly standing in the spot that once held Figment.
Figment, however, is nowhere to be seen.
Gunther d20+5=14 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 12:21:33 AM
Gunther's smile is ear to ear at the arrival of Olana. "You did it Fig... Figment, Figment vhere are you??" Gunther spins on his heels, searching for the spellcaster, whom he expects to arrive at any moment (Spot=14).
Lian Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:46:58 AM
Lian smiles at Bert. "I mean vampires my dwarven friend."
"Oh my." Says the monk after seeing the results of Figs transport. "Hello Ola.... what's wrong with her?"
Falin Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:13:58 PM
"Glad to see you back Olana" says Falin as he sets up camp.
Brother Bertram Thursday November 3rd, 2005 10:26:56 PM
Bertram continues sharpening his axe, glad to see Olana back with them, suddenly growing concerned along with everyone, that Figment failed to reappear. He glances over at Gypsy Rose sharply to see if he saw any signs of foul play on her part.
Reunion...of a Sort - DM Donna Thursday November 3rd, 2005 11:01:59 PM
Bert's glare falls upon empty air--Gypsy Rose AND her caravan are gone...though the road is still there.
"Figment?" K'Nara cries, then stamps her foot. "FIGMENTARY, YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A WIZARD!!! GET YOUR SKINNY @$$ OVER HERE...NOW!!!"
The human wizard, however, still doesn't appear.
"Olana!" the leader of the Talons then turns to the other female, clasping her slender form in a warm hug. "Olana, what happened...why are you--" K'Nara's questions falter to a stop, as she begins to realize that something is very, very wrong with the elven ranger.
Olana's eyes have a vacant, hollow look to them. They turn to peruse each of the Talons, yet not a glimmer of feeling or recognition sparks in their depths.
Not even when they alight upon Milo.
Gunther Friday November 4th, 2005 12:39:30 AM
Gunther turns to Brother Bertram, distress in his eyes as he whispers to him. "I don't understand vats going on. Vhat is vrong vith her? Is dis some kind of elven problem?" It is clear from Gunther's demeanor that he isn't trying to make light of the situation, but is clearly confused and concerned.
Lian Friday November 4th, 2005 1:58:58 AM
Lian simply shakes his head at the situation.
"Well, is it any wonder she's a vegetable?! Look how many times she's been ripped through the ether! Besides, this place is going to drive us all mad. I'd go flakey too. And on top of it, Fig hasn't reappeared. I think he's going to return in the same condition. If so, we'll have two lumps to drag along with us, on top of the treasure."
The monk shrugs and sit in the middle of the road. "I'm not moving an inch."
Brother Bertram Friday November 4th, 2005 6:56:13 AM
Bertram grabs the large hand of the distraught warrior. "I am not sure Friend Gunther. Be strong though! We will find a way through this. Let me take a look at our friend. Bertram pushes through the gaggle of people around her, roughly when need be." Getting to Olana, Bertram begins checking for pulse, and any signs of awareness. He checked to see if she would blink with sudden movements, snapped his fingers near her ears, anything he could think of desparate to find signs that Olana was ok. Finally, with no other idea what to do, Bertram presses his holy symbol to her chest, praying to Domi for her health and mind to be whole.
Ingrge d20+7=26 d20+18=30 Friday November 4th, 2005 5:06:58 PM
"What?" Ingrge is shocked at what has just occurred and has only registered that Olana has appeared and Figment hasn't. As he puts away his mirror, he can't help but wonder if he somehow was the cause of this mishap. Shaking his head he turns to welcome Olanna back when he is confronted by her blank stare and the others' faces of concern.
"Brother Bertram? Have you any ideas? Ingrge moves closer looking at her in a sllightly of kilter way, almost as if he was trying to do a preliminary identification of a possible magic item and looking for an aura. He is acutely aware of Olanna's disinterest of his perusal and in fact she doesn't even seem to register that he is peering at her so intently. Int roll 26, Knowledge Arcana 30
Falin Friday November 4th, 2005 9:30:00 PM
Looking over the group he begins to look down at his feet. Maybe if I had done things differently things would have turned out for the better. I should have been a better teammate. Falin thinks to himself.
Looking at Olana he tries to think if their is something he can do.
Figuring Things Out - DM Donna Saturday November 5th, 2005 12:32:22 AM
Ingrge ponders heavily, then becomes convinced that Olana has become the victim of a form of Magic Jar spell--her body is here and still alive, but the spirit...the essence that is Olana...is now elsewhere.
Olana's soul has been kidnapped!
K'Nara is becoming rapidly more upset. Olana is looking and blinking at people but not really seeing them--and Figment is now definitely overdue to reappear.
"Tents!" the leader of the Talons demands. "Pitch the tents--CLOSE together--pitch 'em to make one big covered space...none of us is going to be out there alone to give the things here more chances to pluck us off one by one!" She quickly puts her own orders into action, setting up the first tent as fast as she can.
The moon continues to sink inexorably into the horizon and the silence is eerie...
Lian Saturday November 5th, 2005 4:57:50 AM
The monk prepares to sleep.
"I left my bedroll in the Tower." He smiles. "I'm afraid in this place. Can I sleep with K'Nara?" He winks in jest.
Falin Saturday November 5th, 2005 9:55:41 AM
Falin quietly helps pitch the tent and unrolls his bedding.
Most of the night he just sits holding his knees to his chest and rocks, ever so slightly, back and forth.
Brother Bertram Saturday November 5th, 2005 8:15:31 PM
Bertram finds a spot to sit, making himself as comfortable as possible for a long night's vigil, keeping watch for any that would threaten his friends. He holds his holy symbol in one hand, his sharpened axe in the other. He keeps a careful eye on Olana for any signs of awareness, and occasionally would speak to her as if she were there.
Milo Sunday November 6th, 2005 11:12:42 PM
Milo waves his hand in front of Olana's face, hoping beyond hope that she'll come out of it.
Gunther d20+5=25 Monday November 7th, 2005 12:36:02 AM
Gunther quickly obeys K'nara's order. He growls mildly at Lian, but recovers quickly even chuckling a little. If Milo is willing, Gunther prepares an extra cozy space for he and Olana's body near the center of the group. Rolling up his thick animal blanket, Gunther gently places it under the elf's head for a pillow. Then, no longer able to bear her blank stares moves off to the edges of the makeshift camp to keep watch for as long as he can (Whoa...Spot=nat. 20!)
Lian Monday November 7th, 2005 6:56:27 AM
Lian prepares for bed.
Ingrge Monday November 7th, 2005 6:19:05 PM
Everyone, I believe Olanna is the victim of a spell that has seperated her spirit self from her physical self. You Humans might call it your soul. She should be able to follow directions and even fight but she probably can't make any decisions or even stop doing what she is told unless reminded. Basically it will be like she just doesn't care... about anything.
Night Life - DM Donna Monday November 7th, 2005 9:47:03 PM
Lian's comment doesn't even faze K'Nara--a testimony to how upset she is about Olana's condition and Figment's disappearance.
The tents look odd in the middle of the road, and it is even more strange that everyone is within the confines of the canvased area, but the blade singer is insistent. No more of her party members will be lost or injured if she can help it.
At one of the two open ends of the tent, Gunther looks out into the inky darkness that descends when the lavender moon sinks below the horizon. Every once in a while, he can hear the whispers of...things slinking through the grass, but they remain shapeless shadows in the night, illuminated every once in a while by a pair of feral eyes that seem to be to one side or the other of the road upon which the party is camped. None of the mostly-unseen things get any closer than that, however.
K'Nara throws herself onto her bedroll and tries to sleep without much success.
It is a long night, punctuated by the occasional sound of...things slipping through the grass.
Gunther Monday November 7th, 2005 10:28:02 PM
The large warrior trembles slightly at the eyes that peer his way. Though it takes all his might, the warrior tries to keep watch all night, buying his companions some much needed time to rest.
In the morning, the bleary eyed Gunther stumbles into the tent and collapses on the nearest unoccupied space, falling asleep instantly.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 8th, 2005 4:05:31 AM
After a long night, Bertram too finds some much needed rest as best he can before his companions make a decision about what to do next.
Lian Tuesday November 8th, 2005 7:13:27 AM
The monk meditates for the alotted time and rises for his spell preparation. If asked, he will do a watch.
Prepared Spells: (*Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Align Weapon*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Ingrge Tuesday November 8th, 2005 8:12:13 PM
Making sure to lead or tell olanna to come into the tent, Ingrge looks around at everyone. Before we go to sleep are there any who still need healing? I have a few potions that can be used. I will alos take the last watch so I can rest and prepare spells for what is to come.
Milo Tuesday November 8th, 2005 9:11:39 PM
Milo assists Ingrge with getting Olana into the tent and hopefully in a state of rest. The halfling is positively beside himself, though his silence is a testimonial to his feeling of helplessness.
Lian Wednesday November 9th, 2005 4:09:22 AM
Sensing the halfling's feelings, Lian approaches Milo. "She'll be fine my friend."
Prepared Spells: (*Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Align Weapon*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Falin Wednesday November 9th, 2005 7:53:34 AM
Falin awakes in the morning with dark circles under his eyes. Having not gotten much sleep through te evening. Seems every time the wind blew or something could be heard just off the path he awoke in a cold sweat just on the verge of screaming.
Seems this last attack has taken quite a tole on poor Falin, but nothing compares to Olana's current plight. He can only imagine what she might be going through and poor Milo.
Safe Road - DM Donna Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:20:27 AM
K'Nara's paranoia has people taking their watches at either end of the canvas longhouse that was erected to shelter the group. As per the words of Gypsy Rose, even though those watching clearly heard...things slipping through the rough grass (and even spotted the occasional set of glowing eyes at short distance), nothing seen or heard came any closer to the tents than that.
Still, none of the Talons got much sleep with the sole exception of Olana, who--once K'Nara told her to take a nap--slept (dare I say it?) like the dead. K'Nara (when she wasn't on watch herself) seems to meditate in a way that mimics Ingrge when he seeks his rest between adventures.
Though its light is by no means bright, it is very evident when the moon rises, for some light is clearly better than none at all. Once the lavender luminescence washes over the lonely landscape, the leader of the Talons leaps to her feet.
"Break camp!" she barks. "We're getting the heck out of here and find some kind of reasonably secure settlement or something!" The tall redhead helps to direct Olana out of the way and break down the tents that the Talons were using.
Once that is done, all eyes turn to the piles of treasure that line the road. There's a fortune in gems and jewels here and the party is understandably loathe to leave it.
"Let's see if my meditation worked." K'Nara says with a grimace, then begins to cast. First one...then two...then, eventually, four of the unseen servants that Figment had conjured to aid the party earlier await command.
"I would have picked the discs, but I know that my discs would not have held as much nor lasted as long." the human blade singer explains to Ingrge. "If you can conjure the number of discs required, these servants can help move them along..."
DM OOC: the group barely got the rest needed to replenish spells, but your spellcaster PCs have been able to "recharge." They can rearrange whatever they happen to have memorized to fit the current situation.
I forgot to post before going to bed last night (sorry!)...so I will post later today (at least twelve hours from this post) to make up for it.
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 9th, 2005 7:34:48 PM
Bertram wearily shoulders his heavy pack and prepares to journey along this 'road'. He is tired,irritable, but mainly worried, and it shows in his manner. He tries to put a smile on but it is easily seen through.
Ingrge Wednesday November 9th, 2005 10:51:45 PM
I can certainly cast the spells but we will have the same problem tonight when the disks disappear. It just almost seems like a waste of spells if we get into combat.
Gunther d20+5=8 Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:23:48 PM
Gunther slowly peels open his bleary eyes as K'nara barks for everyone to get up. Mumbling incoherently, he shoves his head back under his makeshift pillow of his hide armor and manages to catch a few more minutes of sleep before the tents start coming down around him. Yawning and stretching, Gunther finally emerges and diligently begins to don his armor. As he helps break the makeshift camp, Gunther whispers to Bertram "I don't understand how she alvays gets up so early. Ve're going to have to vork on dat ven ve share a room. Personally, I like to sleep in a little late."
Gunther smiles goofily as K'nara proclaims success at her spellcasting. He enthusiastically claps his hands. He looks over at Milo and Olana and caps his gusto. "Now ve just need to find vere dis road leads..." he says solemly as he peers out into the freakish landscape (Spot=8).
Taking It With You When You Go - DM Donna Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:44:45 PM
K'Nara either doesn't hear Gunther or she ignores him--it's hard to say as there IS a lot of work to do to break down the tents.
"We found out that we don't have to fight the...things that live around here if we stick to the road." K'Nara points out to Ingrge. "So I don't think that using seven low-level spells is going to put a cramp in our combat style."
Lian Thursday November 10th, 2005 2:10:24 AM
The monk helps pack up.
Falin Thursday November 10th, 2005 2:10:00 PM
Looking around at the party Falin suddenly feels a complex mixture of feelings. He is happy about the arrival of Olana, but saddened by her current state and by the loss of a party member.
He is very frustrated with himself for having become so scared during the last battle and then falling.
He is worried about the lack of contact with the gods.
Mostly he is mad at himself for seeming to fail the group and he doubles his efforts in breaking camp to somehow try to make up for it.
Trying to lighten the mood he says, "At least we don't have to worry about the sun beating down on us while we travel." Although their is a hint of fear in the tone of his voice.
Gunther Thursday November 10th, 2005 3:18:43 PM
The warrior watches the exchange between K'nara and Ingrge with mild boredom. Magic wasn't really something he understood much. Using his pinkie, he picks a random piece of food out of his teeth and notes the rumbling in his stomach. He roots through his backpack and finds some rations. As he munches on the jerky therein, he walks over to Milo and hands him the other ration. "If vat dey say about Miss Olana is true, you probably need to tell her to eat. You should eat too. Ve need you to be strong so ve can heal Miss Olana."
Brother Bertram Thursday November 10th, 2005 8:01:49 PM
Bertram looks about constantly trying to spot any movement around them.
Milo Thursday November 10th, 2005 9:23:09 PM
Nodding in agreement, "Thanks Gunther, you're probably right." Milo takes the food and moving over to Olana, gently begins attempting to feed her, or see if she will eat on her own.
Making the Effort - DM Donna Friday November 11th, 2005 12:33:13 AM
"You could be right, Ingrge..." K'Nara has to admit, "...we could just be hauling this stuff along only to have to abandon it later--but it's stuff that we earned the hard way--I'd rather see us leave because we absolutely HAD to, rather than simply leave it here without at least trying to preserve what we earned."
Everything else is packed up now. All that the Talons really need are the disks that Ingrge had conjured the day before (was it truly only just the day before? It feels to most of the Talons as though it were a LIFETIME ago...) in order for them to at least try to take some of the treasure with them.
Lian Friday November 11th, 2005 2:51:36 AM
The monk suggests hiring on Gypsy Rose for hauling the loot about or keep it until we are ready to leave. It is only a suggestion.
Ingrge Friday November 11th, 2005 7:42:07 AM
Conjuring the seven needed floating disks, Ingrge listens to K'nara. "Oh I don't disagree, I just want to be sure you understand that certain of my other spells won't be available.
Falin Friday November 11th, 2005 8:29:34 AM
"I agree with Lian," says Falin. "If she would be willing to help us for a percentage I think it would be helpful. It would also be helpful to have someone around who knows this land."
Brother Bertram Friday November 11th, 2005 1:52:58 PM
Bertram shakes his head in disagreement with both Lian and Falin. "I dont see how you feel we can trust her. I would sooner lose it than let our guard down with someone of that sort." He shrugs and keeps a lookout, slowly becoming convinced that seeking Dragon status was the biggest mistake that the group had ever made. The group had before this constantly been seeking to help others. They had helped no one since this mad questing business had begun. He hoped this would soon change...or what was the point of it all?
Gunther Friday November 11th, 2005 11:25:04 PM
The warrior listens to the conversation about the loot, not really caring one way or the other. He stamps his foot rather impatiently, very eager to get off this accursed road and somewhere...anywhere else.
On the Road Again - DM Donna Saturday November 12th, 2005 12:48:08 AM
The Talons finish packing up the tents...and then piled up their treasure onto the disks that Ingrge conjured. The unseen servants helped push/pull the disks as the entire group quickly followed the road in the direction that Gypsy Rose had come from.
"It's not that I trust that old gypsy..." K'Nara qualified aloud, "...it's just that we saw that the...things...that were out and about last night did NOT come into the road or otherwise approach the tents. They could have...but they didn't. We'll follow the road until we see where it goes."
Lian Saturday November 12th, 2005 4:54:45 AM
He looks at the group. "Rose may not be a 'good' woman, but I believe her to be straight forward."
"Truthfully, having a guide and transportation will be great. She could be paid 5% of future treasure we earn while we're here in Harrow Moon."
Brother Bertram Saturday November 12th, 2005 5:17:29 AM
Bertram snorts, "Or slit our throats while we sleep and have it all..."
Lian Saturday November 12th, 2005 8:49:26 AM
Lian grins at his sceptical dwarven friend, "That's why we still set watch. That is logical, correct? Secure our assets. Ward them. That sort of thing."
Milo Saturday November 12th, 2005 12:42:45 PM
With somewhat renewed hopefullness, Milo takes the dazed Olana by the hand and leads her as they travel down the road. He takes a position in the middle of the group; unusual for the halfling rogue that is normally at point.
Lian Monday November 14th, 2005 2:03:43 AM
The monk continues to pack the discs or assist with whatever else is going on.
Gunther Monday November 14th, 2005 9:52:15 AM
The warrior works quickly, anxious to get going.
Falin Monday November 14th, 2005 7:54:43 PM
As the group begins to set off Falin looks along the sides of the road with a scared look in his eyes. He has almost been to meet the maker once since they arrived here he doesn't want to do it again.
Long and Winding Road - DM Donna Monday November 14th, 2005 11:12:48 PM
The Talons make their way down the road, mindful of the preternatural silence that hangs over the lilac-lit landscape. Every once in a while a howl or a rattle breaks the silence, and though it is obvious from the very, very faint sounds of them that whatever makes the noise is exceedingly far away, the sudden influx of even those tiny sounds makes everyone (except Olana) jump when they are heard.
"I think I see lights ahead..." K'Nara says suddenly (after almost four hours of walking.)
Indeed, squinting up the pathway, the party can see white/yellow lights--that of torches or lanterns, perhaps. The indication of some more "normal" source of light spurs the group on to an almost double-time pace. Another hour of walking brings the Talons to within visual range of a collection of homey, simple structures--
"It's a village of some kind!" K'Nara announces with some relief.
Lian Monday November 14th, 2005 11:19:52 PM
The monk stops and looks at K'Nara. "Perhaps we *gesturing to Milo and himself* should scout ahead and get a look? Or maybe we won't have much of a choice."
Lian Tuesday November 15th, 2005 9:47:52 PM
Lian waits to see if K'Nara wants them to scout.
Gunther Tuesday November 15th, 2005 10:09:32 PM
Gunther smiles at K'nara's revelation. "Ve should go dere now. I don't like this place." Gunther states simply.
Falin Tuesday November 15th, 2005 10:38:07 PM
"Perhaps we should send someone ahead to check things out. Things haven't boded too well for us so far in this wretched eternal night land." Falin throws out with a bit of an edge at the end.
DM Donna Wednesday November 16th, 2005 1:00:00 AM
Dagnabbit...I waited until midnight Woldian time for everyone to post! POST!!!
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 16th, 2005 4:12:25 AM
Plods along with the others
Milo Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:52:32 AM
Staying close to Olana, Milo looks around for signs of the residents, and any clues as to their collective identity, "I wonder who lives in this gods forsaken place."
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