Magical Discoveries Wednesday March 28th, 2007 9:51:49 PM
Bohdi, Aiden and Garrett leave the high preistess, something gnaws at thier minds. A sence of uneasiness in the usually sure Svanhvit. Bohdi is unable to determine what the potions are, so the question becomes should they be handed to Freist? The heir apparent to Svanhvit's position.
The trio find their way back to the lodge. After all they had been on the tundra for almost three weeks and a day of rest was certainly earned. Perhaps more than one, though Svanhvit would certainly wish to see them head to Burfell soon over later. Perhaps more would come with the next meeting later that day.
Yanosh finds the forge well constructed and the instruments of the craft well made. His father's forge was superior in about everyway, but then again it was built and crafted over generations of dwarves and not by humans on the flat icy tundra. that fact they have so much metal seemed remarkable in of itself. The forge balzes to life, but the heat is wrong to Yanosh. Stigsvienn is on him in seconds as what Yanosh is looking at in the 'fire' sets in his mind. The barbarian towers over the dwarf and likely outweighs him by two-fold. "Your eyes see correctly dwarf. I brought you here to show you one of the secrets of Ice Peak. Our Ice Forge. Celsiun told me many nights ago of your coming. Told me of the Austlander Dvergr of Hyrr who would come. You are no doubht the dwarf of fire." He gestures towards Yanosh's face and then continues. "I would Blood you, but it takes several days to prepare. As`Domi Garrett and the others make plans to go to Burfell, so I will prepare to Blood you when you return. you can say nothing of the Ice Fire and nothing of the many other secrets of this forge. I am Stigsvienn sveinn Hlglm Hrur Svienn Fyrstr Eldr and I am the master Forger. Will you do all I ask?"
Back at the lodge, the women gives Neco a smile. The rogue's answer seemed to be precisely what she wanted to hear. "Of course." Neco can easily hear the unspoken Austlander in her voice and the huntress turns with a small laugh and walks back towards the others.
Yanosh Thursday March 29th, 2007 4:16:07 PM
"Where I come from the secrets of the forge are passed from master to student, father to son. Here you are the master and I am but the stone that waits to be chisled into master work. it would be an honor to learn from you. I do not think I am the 'Dwarf of Fire' that you wait for. I am a simple Dwarf who was burned young in an accident at my fathers forge." Yanosh is honored that he is thought of as the 'Dwarf of Fire'. Placing a forge hammer over his chest Yanosh answers, "On my honor as a Dwarven forger of the clan Ironfist I will not speak of what is taught here."
Garrett Thursday March 29th, 2007 4:26:58 PM
Garrett walks into a room and immedietly breaks out in a sweat. The temperature in this place is the hotest he has ever felt. He takes off the first two layers of cloaks and covers before before being able to breath again. He looks to the others that have followed him and say's "Now I think I know why you came to our land, to escape dehydration."
He looks around at the others there to get his bearing on procedure. Like a farmers son first day in Plateau City.
Bohdi Nackle Thursday March 29th, 2007 4:38:25 PM
Allowing the others to conduct the transaction of selling material thus far, Bohdi returned to the lodge. There were some spells that he had been working on, and thought himself ready to transcribe.
(Ooc: beginning scribing processes for level-up spells.)
dm note Thursday March 29th, 2007 7:36:49 PM
Treasure haul: >5450gp >Pair of Boots of the Winterland Made in Ice Vein, >Studded Leather +1 Ghost Touch (strong Transmutation), >small jar with a thick white paste (faint Transmutation)Ungent of Timelessness, >Necklace, crafted of small black beads and attached to it is a black and withered hand of a humanoid (faint Transmutation)Hand of the Mage, >3 vials made of crystal with a clear liquid stopped by a small orange stone CSW >9 vials made from walrus tusk, a gentle swirl confirms a liquid being stored under the nickel cap Hide from Undead > >7 "Curing" Potions the potions were labled by the Tuskers CLW >5 Ropes (25 ft) >5 Climbing kits > >2 Winter Wolf Pelts about the size of a horse. 1 full Medium Cloak + a pair >of boots and a hat can be made from each
Aiden Thursday March 29th, 2007 8:57:51 PM
OOC: I hopefully understand this correctly that Aiden has returned back to the lodge.
Aiden, again returning back to the lodge (presumably with Garrett), a bit in thought. "I am curious about what they know of the witch friend Garrett. More information about her would be better for us to understand what our task is about."
"knowing the quarry speedens the hunt..." he then added with a slight growlish accent to his voice. "Do you think any of the other elders know more of the witch or the object that we seek?"
It appeared that something was bothering Aiden, at least a part of it dealing with the witch and the various factions fighting against each other in Ice Peaks.
After a few moments, he then added, in an offhand remark, "do you think I should have one of the others go to the catacombs wunjo? I am sure that with what we have gathered, items that could help us could be purchased...but I am unfamiliar with their names or the strange enchantments...a good weapon I would ask, or stronger spells on the armour...but I do not understand how to speak of this to those people that barter for the gems..."
The Day Thursday March 29th, 2007 9:37:43 PM
Everyone but Yanosh is in the lodge fro the remainder of the day, about 9 hours.
Friest steps into the lodge just before dinner and places a wolfskin sack into Garrett's hands. "I have identified the potions, All very useful on the tundra. Good night friends." and he turns to leave. 3 vials made of crystal with a clear liquid stopped by a small orange stone Cure Serious Wounds 9 vials made from walrus tusk, a gentle swirl confirms a liquid being stored under the nickel cap Hide from Undead 7 "Curing" Potions the potions were labled by the Tuskers Cure Light Wounds
Bohdi quickly preoccupies his mind with starting the scribing of a scroll. A nagging voice just to his left, "Um ya know they want to leave soon right. Best write faster."
To Yanosh, Stigsvienn replies, "You are he, I have no doubht." Then he looks about and his eyes light up and a large smile appears on his face, "And I see I am the only one who needs convincing." He laughs at his own jest and then barks as his son, a boy of maybe 10, to fetch the hammers from the wall and some slag. Looking to Yanosh, "I do not intend to offend, but today I must see your skills and true steel is too precious." His son delivers the metal and Stigsvienn hands it to Yanosh...
Bohdi Nackle d20+14=30 d20+14=27 Friday March 30th, 2007 2:40:41 PM
Bohdi spent the rest of the day busily scribing and studying.
(Scribe new spells--free of time or expense--Displacement and Lightning Bolt.
Attempting scribing of Fireball: Decipher scroll--Spellcraft 30! Success! Studying spell--Spellcraft 27! Success! That comprises this day.
Garrett Friday March 30th, 2007 3:49:20 PM
Garrett grunts at Aiden's question of the Ice Witch. "The elders have told us all they know to be true. There is no reason to tell us what they are not sure of and lead us off track with poor information." He heads back to the camp and gets ready with the others.
(OOC: Sorry all, thought we were at Catacombs for last post. I jumped ahead.)
Yanosh d20+3=10 Friday March 30th, 2007 3:50:28 PM
Yanosh takes the slag in hand and places it on a table. Picking up a pair of forge tongs Yanosh transfers the slag into the fire. Once the slag is ready for the start of the shaping Yanosh sets to work pounding, firing, pounding firing. Shaping the starts of a Dwarven war axe. Not wanting to show off but knowing that Stigsvienn wants to see his talent Yanosh knows a battle axe is not what he wants to see again. Pounding Yanosh knows that something just is not working out right. Placing the slag back into the fire Yanosh wonders if it is the metal that is fighting his attempts or if it is his nerves. Grumbling the Sweat covered dwarf starts again.
(Ooc still havent had a chance to transfer my character sheet over yet. but I think the +3 is right for his weaponsmithing skill)
Neco Friday March 30th, 2007 10:10:03 PM
Neco waits for Yngvar to respond to her query. Sensing her friend's curiousity, she puts a finger on Weezle's head, and gently pushes the creature back into the pocket where it will be hidden from view.
More of the Day Sunday April 1st, 2007 9:21:56 AM
Aiden and Garrett talk breifly of what was said by Svanhvit. Bohdi scribes Fireball into his spell book, along with the finishing touches of Displacement and Lightning Bolt. The treasure still sits in a pile amongst the bunks and Yanosh finally rejoins the group just as dinner is being served.
Yanosh has been at the forge for the entire day. The slag metal, as Stigsvienn called it, it not easy to work with and Yanosh struggles. The Forge Master stands directly across from him the entire day as welll. his eyes locked on every move and stroke that Yanosh makes. His face is calm and relaxed, this is a day where Yaonsh simply works and he observes. Over the 8 hours, there are many breaks and Stigstienn makes sure water is had, as well as some meat, but does not talk to Yanosh about his skill. "Today is the Friesta Verdr, The Test of Worth. You will work and I will watch.", he explains.
Yanosh Sunday April 1st, 2007 3:14:58 PM
Yanosh is used to being watched as he works. His father and grandfather both watched as he and his brothers were put to the tests of apprenticeship. Yanosh does not question the forge master.
"Tonight we get together with the others to speak of the new journey?" Aiden asked Garrett. "Perhaps Bohdi has a spell to prevent others from hearing our plans, eh? Or Neco may know some city tricks to keep others away. Even if the cold strikes too deep for all to be outside this evening..."
Aiden Sunday April 1st, 2007 6:30:13 PM
Aiden also follows Garrett back to camp. He had not gone to the Catacombs, and even if he had, he wasn't sure how or who to ask for the items of his need...
Posting Report (ADM Kup) Sunday April 1st, 2007 10:34:09 PM
Posting Report for Ice Vein Week of March 26-30 ............................M..T..W..Th.F DM-Daniel K........x...x...x...x...+ Bohdi-Kup............x...x...x...x...x Garrett-Chris.........x...x...x...x...? Aiden-Paul............x...o...x...o...x Neco-James..........x...x...o..x...? Yanosh-Edd..........x...x...x...x...x Yngvar-Dru..........x...o...o...o...?
x = post o = no post * = substitute post - = skipped post (no DM post) + = see notes Notes: --"Days" begin with DM post on that day and continue until following DM post. This sometimes results in some "bistro math" when player posts count for the prior day. Weekend posts count for Fridays. --DM post for "Friday" came on Sunday.
As a reminder, I will be out of computer contact from Monday evening until Wednesday evening--no post on Tuesday!--Kup
Bohdi Nackle d20+14=19 Sunday April 1st, 2007 10:38:42 PM
Bohdi continued with his studies.
ooc: It's the DM's call, but transcribing a scroll usually takes two days--one to "study" the scroll, and another to transcribe the spell. So here are Bohdi's proposed actions for the next three days, at least, assuming that the group does not leave more quickly:
Day two (tomorrow): Transcribe Fireball Day three: Study Dispel Magic. Spellcraft check 19, success! Day four: Transcribe Dispel Magic.
That dispenses with Bohdi's contributions for the next 72+ hours!
Garrett (thanks for subbing, I'm back) Monday April 2nd, 2007 8:25:04 AM
Garrett eagerly looks forward to recovering the shield of Domi, and will spend extra time each day praying for guidance, wisdom, and success in the upcoming mission.
Garrett will recommend to everyone that we get moving on taking care of the treasure haul. "I think we should sell the armor for sure, it is likely of the most value. As far as the other items, if someone wants something, like Neco wants the boots then we do as last time and just subtract the value of the item from their cut. I would suggest we keep all the curing potions as group goodies and spread them around without counting their value against anyone. I think we should keep one hide from undead potion each, and sell the rest."
"Does anyone want any of the other items that we collected with the value being counted against your take?"
"If everyone wishes, I can take all the stuff to the catacombs and sell it off. I'll bring back the funds, we can split it up, and then each purchase what we wish from the catacombs as we see fit. We should try and do this in a relatively short manner. We will also need to discuss another healing wand. Our wand of cure light is almost shot, and as we saw in the battle with the bear skeletons, it no longer has practical use for combat. I would suggest we get a wand of cure moderate for group use, with the money coming off the top before splitting it up."
"Thoughts, ideas, opposed or in favor? Let us take care of agreeing to the sale and then splitting the money, and then we can move onto a discussion what we think we will need."
Garrett will also mention that perhaps the winter wolf clothing will afford some better protection from the cold than we can achieve without magic. "We should definitely have them made into clothing for two of us, perhaps helping me to not have to cast as many endure elements."
Garrett will also return to speak with Svanhit, asking her about her apparent familiarity with the ice witch, and Karya's too. He will also ask her about her obvious aging. (Sorry, trying to catch up a little.)
(OOC: Welcome Dru. Sorry I missed your arrival.)
Bohdi (second) Monday April 2nd, 2007 10:17:50 AM
"Sounds good to me, mate," Bohdi waved absently over the top of his spell book, not even looking up.
Ooc: seriously, sounds great. A reminder that I will be out of computer contact from Monday evening until Wednesday evening and will miss the "Tuesday" round of posts.
An Hour Before Fire Circle Monday April 2nd, 2007 2:57:32 PM
Stigsveinn and his son shut up the forge with Yanosh and the three go home. "I will think on how you did today and where we can improve." He gives the dwarf a firm clap, "Come let us eat and rest." All have returned to the lodge for the evening meal.
Aiden talks about later this evening, perhaps after the Fire Circle, the group should convene to make plans. He suggests privacy be arranged, perhaps Bohdi could do something, or Neco? Bohdi studies and works with the fireball scroll. His next days will be quite busy enough. He lets the group know what his general plans are and the scrolls and spells he will be finishing if all agree to give him the time. The division of treasure and such seems just fine to the gnome. You are right of course. Transcribing a scroll usually takes two days--one to "study" the scroll, and another to transcribe the spell. We will go with the usual. thanks.
The chance and the blessing to go after a holy relic of Domi. It does not get much better than that for the cleric. Tomorrow at dawn will definitely be spent in prayer beyond the usual refreshing of spells for the cleric. This night, has its own requirements. Garret sets out a quickl list on what to do with the treasues. -Keep all the Healing potions. -Each of them keep a Potion of Hide from Undead -Neco pays for the Boots she wants from her share. -Sell the rest, purchase a curing wand and then split the remainder. -As for the Winter Wolf pelts. Perhaps they could be crafted into cloaks or some such and maybe they would offer greater protection? Garrett concludes with asking on opinions.
After dinner, Garret gets ready to step outside into what seems to be another extremely cold night to go see Svanhvit.
Neco and Yngvar remain quite.
Garrett moves quickly across the darkening snow, the cold air hammering him at every step. Though it seemed at least for now, his spell of protection from the Cold was holding it's own. The two personal guard of the high priestess admit him readily and Garrett finds her much like he left her the previous night. A blue fire crackles in a single brazier and the softer light blends away many of the deep lines he had seen on the previous evening. "Sit and have a drink with me Garrett." The sweet scent of orange fills the area as she unstoppers a vial and pours a drink for each of them. A scent, totally unfamiliar to Garrett. The younger cleric begins with questions and Svanhvit holds a hand up cutting him short. "There will be time later for such things about the Ice Witch. It is what the Fire Circle is for, public conversation. Ah and yes I thought it might be more than a little obvious. I have been searching difficult roads these past weeks. Roads not easily gained and never entirely left. Domi IS pulling back from us, or rather I feel we are being shielded from him. It is a thing only myself, Freist and now you know for certain. Though you have heard the rumors and grumblings at other Fires as have I. If we are to continue to truly be touched by Domi, the Shield must be returned. The Ice Witch could be a great ally in this, but still be wary in any dealings." Svanhvit leans in close and whispers "Tonight my council may be different, but it is this council now that you and the others must stand by. Now you must go." She leans back. "Domi guide your steps young ones."
Yanosh Monday April 2nd, 2007 4:36:11 PM
The sweat coverd Dwarf enters the lodge and removes his outer garments in the cloak room. moving into the main area of the lodge Yanosh looks for where to clean himself up at. After cleaning the sweat from him so he is not so offensive. Once cleaned up Yanosh changes into a Blue and green kilt and clean rough brown tunic. Sitting on his bedding Yanosh lays out his winter cloathing and gear reading it for the new adventure to come. Letting what needs to air out set where it will not ruin. Yanosh rewraps his head and face once again in his light wieght blue scarf. Hearing the conversation of the treasure split Yanosh mentions that he needs magic to his armour or better armour and an enchantment to his axe. He wonders if his share of the split will be enough. He knows he was not there for all of the events and realizes that he has no real claim to some of the treasure. Satisfied from the hard work in the forge Yanosh flexes his sore muscles and relishes in the feel the work has left on his body.
Garrett Monday April 2nd, 2007 8:24:41 PM
Garrett relays the conversation that he has had with Svanhit, and the horrible thought that Domi was turning away from the village. "Watever she says tonight wunjo's her true wish and true belief is that we recover the shield of Domi. I believe this to be the most important undertaking we have ever attempted. I cannot allow the possibility that inaction on the part of myself or the village would cause Domi to turn from us. The other possibility that was inferred is that some other godly power is at play, interfering in matters regarding this village and Domi. Either way, I am going after the shield and returning it to the village, or I will die trying." The cleric of Domi gets quite emotional during his statements, and it is obvious to all that he is experiencing a very wide range of powerful feelings in this matter.
Seeing Yanosh come in and begin preparing gear, Garrett thought to himself and then spoke. "Just so you know Yanosh, there is no need for you to wear the scarf here unless that is your personal preference. You are home, and here a person is judged by their deeds and not their looks. Your deeds say much more than your scars. Walk proud and openly wunjo. One as strong and brave as yourself has nothing to hide." garrett then having said his peace turns back to his preparations while waiting for a consensus on the treasure.
After hearing Yanosh mention wishing to better his axe and armor, Garrett responds. "You will receive a full share, as the rest of us. Your axe and your timing was critical in our success, and I am sure that none would disagree. As far as magicking your axe and your armor, there should be enough money for everyone to do much of what they want. The sale of the ghost armor should bring alot of money, Magic that powerful is likely worth a lot."
Garrett will wait to make sure that everyone is okay with his thoughts of dealing with the treasure, and will head off to the catacombs as soon as confirmation is received by all.
Neco Monday April 2nd, 2007 10:37:40 PM
"Ah! Are we finally decided on what to do with the loot?" The rogue pipes up as soon as Garrett makes motion of going "I will go with you maybe I can get a good deal on some better ranged gear for me!" Though excited about the trip through the portal, the rogue has one concern. Neco's new winter boots will without doubt cleanout most of her portion of the treasure. Will she have enough to get anything else?
Yngvar the not so very tall Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 1:24:00 PM
Sorry one and all.
My basement flooded and I've been swamped with contracters and salvage work.
I finally gave up on the phone company and went out and repaired my lines myself.
I will read back to catch myself up.
Daniel, how do you want to work me in again?
I'll post Yngvar's current actions once I hear from Daniel.
Again, sorry everyone for being out of touch for so long.
Garrett (illegal second) Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 3:05:25 PM
Garrett waits patiently for a decision from Aiden regarding the sale of the treasure. When none is forthcoming, Garrett starts to think. Garrett is pretty sure that Aiden would have no problem with the sale of the equipment, and never once mentioned a desire to possess the items that we have. Garrett then remembers that in fact, Aiden suggested we sell or trade all of it to remove the taint of the ice witch from our possessions. If Garrett finds himself to be wrong, then he will make it up to Aiden out of his own pocket.
"I will go ahead and sell off these things and come right back to split up the money wunjo's. Then those of us that wish to go and buy something can go together, unless any besides Neco wish to accompany me now. And Aiden, I will come back before I buy anything for myself, so that if you wish me to buy something for you, or walk you through the process, I can."
"I will be back shortly wunjo's, it shouldn't take long to sell these things. I will meet you at the fire circle in a couple of hours if not sooner."
Garrett heads off to the catacombs for a quick sale and purchase of the wand of CMW.
Aiden Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 4:25:53 PM
Aiden listened and after quite a bit of silence, spoke up. "Much of the treasure I do not think we...or I need, wunjo."
His brows furrowed, "I could, if given time and some help, make some useful items from the winter wolf pelts...though they would not be magical..."
"Perhaps you or Bohdi could speak to one of the elders about how to bring the magic of the demon wolves out to help us from their skins..."
Then shrugging, "and I would need help in telling those strangers what I seek...either for myself or our pack sister, for her protection" Aiden was still quite uncomfortable in terms of bartering, or trading gems to these merchants for 'magic'. There was a definite feeling of distrust in terms of magic being sold...
Neco Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 7:33:12 PM
Neco follows Garrett through the portal. Aiden's words follow her. Silly ranger! she thinks to herself.
To the Bat Cave...er Catacombs Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 8:49:56 PM
Garrett tells the group of his meeting with Svanhvit. How the grace of Domi is fleeting in the village, not from the god himself but other forces. A clue perhaps into the great importance that is the relic they are about to embark to recover. Domi has been a part of the village for a very long time. There have been 7 other high Priests or Priestesses before Svanhvit and all lived long lives. As long as that tradition has been though, the tradition of the ancients and Ice Peak go much further back in the Ice Vein.
Garrett for one, pledges his life to the return of the Shield, to is last breath. The family of Brynj and that of Stigsveinn seem to not be listening or if htey are none make any indications of such. Garrett shifts to the treasure and lays out the general consensus as he understood it. There is no dissention and though Aiden declines to step through the portal, Neco is very willing. Soon the two are gone, Aiden, Yanosh and Yngvar and a napping Bohdi wait the return and confirmed gem count. Bohdi stirs a bit, still mentally exhausted from the 8 hours of study, but such is the sacrifice the body makes for the mind to learn sometimes.
Yanosh also sits a bit, he had not been so hard at a forge in a long time and despite being in very good shape. His body was starting to remind him that some of his muscles do not see as much action as they used to. But it is a good sore through and through. Stigsveinn's boy arrives and hands him a drink that smells of Lilac. "To drink before you lay down tonight. Father says it will help." the boy leaves.
Yanosh Tuesday April 3rd, 2007 10:10:34 PM
Yanosh listens to what Garrett has to say about uncovering his face here with everyone around. Still self conscious about his looks the Dwarf remains concealed inside his scarf.
Yanosh waits the return of Garrett and Neco to see what his 'cut' will be. He does not feel worthy of 'full share' but he will not fight a gift from his new wunjos.
Yanosh looks over his armour and shield and thinks if metal armour will be practical in this climate. Yanosh runs a finger over the marks on his shield wishing he had some paint to repair his families crest that one of his sisters had painted on it for him.
Yanosh snaps out of his daydreaming when Stigsveinn's son hands him the drink. "Thank you child." Yanosh says happily to him as he takes the drink. Yanosh drinks deeply of the liquid. Feeling the warmth of the drink flow through him Yanosh leans against the wall and thinks of his home in the Scab Mountains.
Yngvar the not so very tall Wednesday April 4th, 2007 9:29:04 AM
Yngvar sits patiently while waiting for the village heroes to finish their various tasks in preparation to leave.
Yanosh Wednesday April 4th, 2007 2:11:43 PM
Yanosh goes over to Stigsveinn and his son. drawing out one of his daggers the Dwarven warrior looks at Stigsveinn, "My Father made these for me when I Started to train as a soldier of the clan. I give this to you as a gift for alowing me to stay with your and your family. It is not much but it meens much to me." Yanosh looks down at the blade and sees the slight bend in the blade. Embarrased he explanes that he bent it in the cave of the Ice Witch trying to climb the wall. "...But it is still a good blade."
Another Cold Night Wednesday April 4th, 2007 5:13:11 PM
Garrett and Neco return from the magic portal.
Yanosh accepts the drink and sends it down. The liquid is warm and rather bland, despite the fragrant smell. To the dwarf, he senses no affect. Likely, it is subtle and just as likely it is slow acting. Sigsteinn stands as Yanosh comes over and accepts the dagger with a nod. "You do me honor and reinforce my faith young Yanosh that I read the dream correctly. For you see," the Forge Master moves to a small chest and opens it, extracting a small leather case. Turning back to Yanosh he opens it. "This is the first Weapon I ever crafted. And during my Rite of Adulthood would have fallen to y death on Burfell if I had not used it to arrest my slide." With that he pulls the dagger from the case and reveal the slightly bent blade. The weapon, crafted thousands of miles from the Scab Mountains and years later, is the near identical sister, bend and all, to the blade Yanosh just presented as a gift. Sigsteinn returns it to the case and places Yanosh's blade atop it and returns both to the small chest. He then turns back with a smile into the dwarf's expression, "Celsium is a powerful force and knows and sees much here in the Vein. Keep an open heart when you go to Burfell."
The party bundles up together and makes a brisk dash to the Fire Circle. Svanhvít certainly made it clear that something important was going to be done this night
This night is as cold as the last and those that are braving the elements again gather close to the fire to stave off the deadly air. Snow drifts into the fire light from unseen clouds above in the darkness and the thick Ice Peak hot ale is being passed about. Small groups rush in and sit and the first portions of any conversation are about the cold. These remarks are shortly followed by comments of the ancient powers stirring across the land and seemingly heightened state of animals.
The night moves on and the discussions of among the various people gathered about the Fire Circle this night are like almost any other. Hunters talk among themselves, private jokes are shared, Dru Gal mentions to those about him that he expects a great vintage of the Ice wine, especially if this cold holds another few days.
The party is all here, their arrival not unexpected and several hunters hoist a mug as you find room in the tight group of men and women about the 12' bonfire. Neither Karya or Svanhvít are here and missing also is Ull'As Bjord and Freist. The four people that truly represent the leadership of Ice Peak. In of itself it is not unusual, most seem to expect 1 or all of them to arrive within the hour. Rumor is then passed that Bjorn has gone into the wilds with a pair of dogs and furthermore is supposedly looking for the Cave of the Ancients. Many dismiss this and some even counter it that he was seen leaving early this morning with Hrafn and two other hunters. A scouting trip and nothing more.
The night moves on, as do the stories and catching up that people do at the Fire Circle. A voice is heard above the relatively quiet din about the fire, It is Thord, one of the hunters who started out with the party after the raid. "So mighty heroes, As`Domi blessed ones. Tell us. Did you put Jkull to the sword, the filthy Tusker who took beloved Elfr'Ásleif. Or after berating us for trying to feed our people were you to busy yourselves with the collection of personal wealth to see that task done?"
A hush falls about the Fire Circle and all turn to the party. Thord is a respected Hunter true, but no one about the fire at this time hold true positions, himself included. There are certainly more respected men and women here, but the extreme cold seems to have prevented any of those versed in the ancient ways to have ventured forth. The air seems thin and time seems to slow.
Sense Motive DC 12 Highlight to display spoiler: {Thord slurred his words a bit}
Garrett d20+3=8 Thursday April 5th, 2007 8:11:09 AM
Sense Motive: 8
Garrett stands up, obviously quite displeased and insulted by Thords words, but doing his best to restrain himself. "I would caution you to watch your tongue Thord. For if ever again you insinuate that I would consider wealth over any in this village, then much more than words will pass between us, my elder or not. Elfr was our mission, and possibly failing seeing her safely home due to delay weighed upon our minds. A quick discussion solved the situation as it should have, and all turned out well for all involved. Too answer your question, the orcs we tracked were all dead when we found them. Killed by the walking dead that we in turn killed."
Garrett takes a couple steps closer to the Thord. "If there is something you wish to accuse me of hunter, come right out and do it. Otherwise, keep your snide insinuations to yourself." Garrett stands where he is, staring Thord down.
Bohdi Nackle d20=8 Thursday April 5th, 2007 10:36:11 AM
Pausing his studies long enough to join the others at the fire circle, Bohdi sniffed at the obnoxious hunter. (Sense Motive, untrained, 8)
"Bloody barbarians," Bohdi muttered. But, unlike previous encounters--perhaps showing a growing wisdom, or was it just exhaustion?--Bohdi did not rise to the bait this time. He sat stoically, tracing dormant runes in the snow at his feet.
Yngvar the not so very tall d20=5 Thursday April 5th, 2007 11:02:48 AM
Sense Motive = 7
Pondering Thord's words Yngvar wonders what is wrong with personal wealth. Personal weath leads to better equipment. Better equipment leads to a more glorious death.
Not having a clue as to what Thord is talking about Yngvar simply listens to what unfolds.
Yanosh d20=7 Thursday April 5th, 2007 1:45:01 PM
Jumping to his feet Yanosh stands beside Garrett fist clenched at his sides at the insult of his friends and himslef. Still clad in his kilt but wearing his winter garb under it the angry Dwarf dares the human to try something. "Come Thord out with it. Are you jealous that my friends succeded and you did not even try in returning the child to her family? Come now speak the truth." Glaring at him Yanosh's eyes gleam with the thought of a brawl.
Aiden d20=18 Thursday April 5th, 2007 6:23:20 PM
Aiden listened to the talk of the others, and, started to notice the signs. These signs he had seen in many an orc and human who had drunk themselves too far into the cups. It was because of this that he had drunk far less of the alcohol that was served...a keen mind made a stronger hunter....and warrior. It was a lesson that he had lived in Twin Tusks, and was further taught by his second 'father'.
Leaning to the side, his accented voice a whisper to Garrett. "he is deep within the cup. We must be wary" But with the dwarf's reaction, Aiden was starting to get worried. One wrong word or insinuation could unravel friendships and ties.
And so the other faction, those of the younger, began to make their feelings known.
Slowly, he stood up, and again looked at the dwarf and the others. In a clear voice, slowly pronouncing his words to a measured cadence, "We returned with the girl. She was of greater importance than the hunt for the raiders."
"And take care of speaking about Domi...he lent power to Garrett that enabled us to succeed in the task." His words were not a warning of any implied threat from Aiden to Thord, but more of suspicion of things beyond his understanding (such as spirits and magic).
Heated Words Thursday April 5th, 2007 11:26:00 PM
Garrett stands tall to Thord's words and Yanosh, though new to the area has been given far to much it would seem to allow a compainion fought side by side in battle satnd alone. Bohdi holds himself this time. tha 'Barbarians' are at it again. Yngvar too holds silent to await the outcome. Aiden has a mind and understanding of what is going on and he too stands, but offers some council to Garrett.
Others about the fire seem to be content to watch and hold thier own views and judgement. Thord, standing already, takes several steps towards Garrett. Not threateningly, but merely to close distance to speak directly to the man. "Hold your tongue Austlander dwarf, you have no rights here." A mumur of agreement ripples through the Fire Circle, though a discerning ear hears a condensation or two on Thords labeling.
Thord takes another step and though, Garrett is several inches higher and broader, the proud hunter holds himself well. "Elder fah!" He turns to address the gathering, " I claim nothing over As`Domi Garrett." The words of a challenge nearly spoken by the hunter and the group stirs about the fire. Obviously they are quickly choosing sides. None are openly armed, but at a fire Circle it is nearly gauranted a few are. Thord looks to Aiden, his face screws up slightly and then to Yanosh where his gaze remains, "You might wish to take care as well Aiden of the Twin Tusks." Spot DC 10 Highlight to display spoiler: { One of the other hunters that went out with you on the tundra, Hord, narrows his eyes at Thord and reaches into his furs.}
"Garrett, I walked the tundra with you and this man claims your friendship. Do not let him press that." Thord then returns his eyes to Garrett. "Acusation? I accuse of nothing mighty hero, I merely wish your enlightenment."
Garrett Friday April 6th, 2007 8:22:04 AM
(Since the attack of the tuskers where Garrett found himself weaponless, he now takes his sword wherever he goes.)
Receiving Aidens council upon the nature of Thords words, Garrett tries to tone it down a notch, and responds to Thord in a calm and peaceful voice.
"I claim to be neither mighty nor a hero Thord. I have done what has been needed or asked of me in the interests of the village. And Yanosh is my friend, as he is all of ours." Garrett motions toward the rest of the party. "Let us all hold the sharpness of our tongues this evening, for I have nothing bad to say of you Thord."
Garrett turns to sit down, and as he does so, motions Yanosh to back off and sit down. He then sits himself once Yanosh does. Once seated Garrett whispers to Yanosh "For a little while my friend, you should try and hold your tongue and temper your actions. The people are not used to your presence yet, and some will need some time to adjust. I know it does not suit you, but for a time it would be best."
Yngvar the not so very tall d20=17 Friday April 6th, 2007 8:39:06 AM
Spot = 19
Like Yngvar, the dwarf's lower center of gravity should allow him to easily ground the top-heavy Thord. Hoping for a good old fashion throw-down, Yngvar looks around for someone to bet with.
Hord would have to prevented from interfering lest the fight be invalidated.
The look of disappointment is plain on Yngvar's face at Garrett's level-headedness.
Bohdi Nackle Friday April 6th, 2007 9:21:36 AM
Bohdi nodded silently at the wisdom displayed by Garrett and Aiden. They were all learning, himself included, he thought.
He motioned toward Dra'Gul. "Dra'Gul! How about some ice wine here for my friends!" He gestured, broadly, to include Thord, and patted the ground next to him to indicate that Thord should sit. "And some of that mammoth jerky, too." He smiled wickedly at Thord. "Mmmm, tasty."
Yanosh d20+2=19 Friday April 6th, 2007 3:00:10 PM
The burned Dwarf turns to face the new threat. "Take your hand from your furs for this will be with out weapons."
At Garretts words Yanosh takes a step back. Looking Thord in the eyes he straightens to his full 5 foot hieght. "Austlander I am, Dwarf I am, but to hold my tounge I shall never do. I am excepted as I am like me or not."
Yanosh then sits back where he was sitting before the insults to his friends.
Once seated Yanosh listens to the wisdom of Garretts words and nods his consent. "All I can say Friend Garrett is, I shall try."
Sitting cross legged (if able) Yanosh draws his legs under his wool kilt for the added warmth. Pulling his heavy cloak tighter around him he sits and listens to the talk of the rest.
Defused Friday April 6th, 2007 6:02:49 PM
Thord seems to respond positively to Garrett on defusing the rising situation. The Cleric catches a bit of embarrassment in the mans eyes. Thord knew he opened his mouth further than he wanted, drink disengaging his brain momentarily. Thord ignores Yanosh completely adn purposefully, as if the dwarf were not worth the breath. In this land of deadly cold, Yanosh needs no explanation about the insult that likely meant. The dwarf also feels a few eyes on him and knows his reaction will be important, but what should his reaction be? Consulting with anyone would make his reaction pointless.
Hord too keeps quiet, but out of his concentration on keeping Thord in his line of vision. Bad blood perhaps?
Yngvar looks about and finds no one willing to make any wagers, this was more serious then. Something else lie behind this outburst of Thord's. The near deadliness of it settles over Yngvar like a blanket.
It is Bohdi though who offers an out and the hunter Thord takes it.
Stepping a few strides needed he reaches Bohdi's side as Dra`Gul arrives with a dark black bottle. Notably not the near ice like crystal used to contain ice Wine. "No Ice Wine I am afraid, not tonight." his voice and demeanor strike the ognome as off, but Bohdi can not place it beyond that. "I do have Sne brandy." he says uncorking the bottle and pouring a small amount fro Bohdi himself and any nearby willing to dump thier drink and present him an empty glass. "Careful sips with it now." he cautions. Fort DC 15 failure Highlight to display spoiler: {congrats you're hammered} The brandy is potent and thick, almost honey-like, but is also about the best tasting liquid to ever touch your tongue.
Spot 20 Highlight to display spoiler: {Karya and Svanhvit are approaching with their guard. Just behind them is Mjolka'Frodr, known witch, and she does not look happy}
Aiden d20=9 Friday April 6th, 2007 9:43:41 PM
Aiden, glad that things seemed to have settled, relaxed slightly.
Seeing that Garrett had successfully calmed the situation down, he too, took a seat. However, the insult that Thord had given WILL NOT be forgotten.
He may have been adopted by the Ice Peaks village, but he was raised as a Tusk. And though their lifespans were short, their memories were not! Perhaps he and Yanosh were more similar than he first thought...
But that would be thought about later.
Instead, he looked towards the other, non-alcohol drinks. This evening had already seen too much due to cloudy thoughts.
With everything that had occurred, the ranger did not notice the reactions of those entering into the tent.
Spot: 9 + 7 = 16
(OOC: will update Aiden with his new level/etc this weekend)
Yanosh Saturday April 7th, 2007 3:50:20 PM
The Dwarf sits watching Thord. He politly waves off the brandy offered knowing that when drinking his kind can be quickly angered. With his enjoyment of the fight Yanosh needs no extra prodding to entice him into a confrontation with Thord or anyone tonight. 'What has come over me latly?" Wondering why his temper is getting the better of him lately Yanosh trys to control himself as Garrett has asked.
Bohdi Nackle d20+2=6 d20+7=27 d20+4=11 Saturday April 7th, 2007 8:43:21 PM
The gnome arched an eyebrow at the thick elixir. Squork, too, leaned in, curious about what Bohdi had talked himself into this time.
(Spot Bohdi 6! Spot Squork nat 20! = 27) If the bird noticed something amiss, however, he did not share it.
Putting on a game face, Bohdi tipped his cup to his new drinking mate. "Cheers," he smiled, then quaffed. (FORT check 11!)
He smiled and smacked his lips, still looking at the same spot. "Cheers," he repeated, and attempted to quaff again. The cup didn't quite make it to his lips. A trickle of the honeyed substance dribbled down his chin.
"Shhhhh-sheeersh," the gnome repeated, his head bobbling slightly. This time the cup slid completely from his grasp and fell, unheeded, in the snow by his lap.
"Ssss'funny," the gnome slurred. "But ch'is remindshh me of a drink I--<hic!>--I had one time inna dream. Leassht," he added, a finger raised in attempted clarification weaving dangerously, "I think I haddit inna dream. Or maybe it wassh dreamin', and I was innit. I dunno. Anywayshh, sh'ere washh ch'is gnome, a beauuuutiful sh'ing named Fur--Furt--" He belched, and gamely waded in again. "Furtif Aeanorrrra, the gnome of my dreammssh. Gave me one of these. Those. That drink." He waved a finger vaguely at the two bottles he now saw. "I mean, like that drink. Flaming Green--<hic!>--Gnnnomishhhh."
He smiled, head still bobbling but clearly proud of himself, and slowly slid sideways to the snow.
Squork rolled his eyes.
ooc: I will be out of computer contact Monday and Tuesday. Cheers!
Posting Report (ADM Kup) Sunday April 8th, 2007 3:00:32 PM
Posting Report for Ice Vein Week of April 2-6 ............................M..T..W..Th.F DM-Daniel K........x...x...x...x...+ Bohdi-Kup............+...+...x...x...x Garrett-Chris.........x...o...x...x...? Aiden-Paul............x...o...x...o...x Neco-James..........x...o...o..o...? Yanosh-Edd..........x...x...x...x...x Yngvar-Dru..........x...x...x...x...?
x = post o = no post * = substitute post - = skipped post (no DM post) + = see notes Notes: --"Days" begin with DM post on that day and continue until following DM post. This sometimes results in some "bistro math" when player posts count for the prior day. Weekend posts count for Fridays. --Kup was away on "Monday" and "Tuesday" for the first two days of Passover (and will be again this week for the last two days of Passover).
Garrett d20+6=18 d20+7=16 Monday April 9th, 2007 9:24:34 AM
Fortitude save: 18 Spot: 16
Garrett took some of the brandy as Bohdi had, but only one. After seeing Bohdi's state after finishing his, Garrett decided that one may be too much. Garrett though appeared to fare better than Bohdi at the brandy, and considered monitoring the actions and words of people doing his best to keep things low key and friendly.
Garrett nodded his thanks to Yanosh after the dwarf said he would try and hold his words a touch.
Garrett then sat back to await the inevitable arrival of Karya and Svanhit. He wondered what words would be said this night, and hoped he would not have to make more enemies this night.
(Catacombs take: 11,139 after the wand of CMW. Split 5 ways = 2,227 gp and 8 sp. Neco's boots are worth 2250, Garrett will ante up the extra 22.2 gp to cover her. 2,250 split by 4 = 562.5gp.
Final cuts after sale:(each of us also get a potion of hide from undead, and a climbing kit. We also have the healing potions to split before we leave the village.) Neco: Boots of the Winterlands Aiden Yanosh and Bohdi: 2,790.3 gp Garrett : 2,768.1 gp
Yngvar the not so very tall d20=20 Monday April 9th, 2007 10:18:22 AM
Spot = natural
Yngvar watches attentively as village power players are about to play with power.
Yanosh d20+2=14 Monday April 9th, 2007 3:30:22 PM
Covered in his cloak Yanosh watches those around him looking at possible enemies and allies.
Spot 14
Karya and Svanhvit Monday April 9th, 2007 5:10:27 PM
Bohdi and Garrett join Dra`Gul in a drink. Others decline, some knowingly at what the Ice Wine maker offers. Bohdi quickly finds his head spinning and his words slurring, Dra`Gul smiles and claps him on the shoulder, "Aye there my boy, we'll make a true barbarian of you yet. Cut those strings of civilization and ground you in matters of what's worth living and important." His good humor jests go along these lines for a time.
Thord has taken up a spot near to where he stood in the first place, a small group about him whisper and one gestures off to the side.
Yanosh simply returns to his seat in the furs, his face stoic and dwarven. A few nearby grunts are heard by him and a man across the fire raises his own mug slightly in his direction.
Soon, breaking into the fire light comes Karya and Svanhvit. Their near ever present guard flanking each of them. Just behind them and entering into the light is Mjolka'Frodr. The ancient woman is hunched and wrapped in tattered furs and billow out in the wind, though her frail frame seems not to mind the cold. Faces stare hard, jaws drop and murmurs about the witch and bad tidings this means in general are quick to flow about the circle.
More to come but post if you like...
Accussed Tuesday April 10th, 2007 8:59:04 AM
Karya greets those about the circle in a general way as does Svanhvit and they both join taking a place. Svanhvit sits next to Thord and Karya a moves to pace herself a little further away, near a woman named Ylfa. Small talk is exchanged for a time and a few drinks passed about with a welcoming toast. Mjolka'Frodr seems to slink into the firelight and wrapping her cloak about her she sits and stares into the fire. For a time there is not but the sounds of the crackling fire and the dancing ice on the wind. Mjolka'Frodr's voice then cracks, "Ice and Blood, the war begun with betrayal, a theft and death of a son. Out we go to reclaim our prize, So raise the snow and mask his eyes. Thunder comes from the east, with fire and death and gnashing teeth." Her eyes then look to Aiden and in a deep whispering breath she adds "Caaaan yyoooouuuu hheeeaaarrrr mmmeeeee?" Suddenly she stands and throws her finger at Svanhvit, her voice changing, rising in octaves and volume, "How dare you! You, you are the one I have sought" The ancient crone starts to move to her left to close.
Everyone gathered about the fire circle is leaping to their feet.
Garrett Tuesday April 10th, 2007 9:38:23 AM
Garrett moves quickly to position himself next to Svanhit, directly between Her and Mjolka'Frodr, and plans on receiving any blow intended for Svanhit. Garrett calls out for all to hear, "Harm Mjolka'Frodr not, and let her speak. She is possessed, and the being has words we should hear."
Aiden Tuesday April 10th, 2007 10:40:20 AM
Aiden kept quiet, the reflection of the fire dancing on his eyes. He had seen many things natural and not during his brief time on this world. And with these experiences, distrust of what he could not explain or understand easily came to him.
Witches, spirits, gods and magic...these all were clumped together into that category. Bohdi and Neco had helped to alleviate this to some small effect, as had the healing touch of Garrett. Through it all, magic seemed liked a tool, but was willing to also use the vessel that wielded it. And it seemed so blasted fickle...
Now he listened to the words of the witch. Freya was a witch whose powers did not save her against the powers. The Ice Witch manipulated them, playing to the greed of several within the group. What would this witch do?
Through these musings, he listened to her words, and when Aiden was directly addressed, he nearly jumped with hands to the worn hilt of his axe. But then he relaxed, for he knew, as had Garrett stated, that the witch was possessed. Her words bothered him, for something, or somethingS, had been calling to him. What would such spirits or powers want with him? He was a tracker, and warrior. Aiden knew nothing of the battles and politics of the heavens (or below for that matter).
Easing his own tension with a deep breath, he looked down at his pack sister. It was only a short period ago that he 'understood' her. Was it through her that the spirit had spoken? And for what purpose?
An anger built in him. Blast all of this politic...why couldn't the spirits be plain as the snow and earth and just say their will? A headache built up within him, even as he drew his hand to his forehead.
Perhaps a talk with Garrett about the spirit world will be next...though he wondered.
Would his wunjo think him insane and trust him evermore if he confided all...?
And so, for any who looked upon Aiden, there was a troubled expression on the young man's face, even as he reached to his wolven companion for strength and comfort admist the raging headache.
Yngvar the not so very tall Tuesday April 10th, 2007 11:36:32 AM
*Maybe this is what I've been training for,* Yngvar thinks to himself. *I wasn't meant to be a bodyguard here in the village, but while adventuring beyond the safe havent of the village.*
Yngvar studies Aiden as those within the lodge jump at the witch's words. DM note: This is all outside, Times square if you will
*Dying while protecting the Gods' own chosen,* he muses. *That could be worth an epic poem. But is Aiden's calling righteous, or is he simply a pawn? If I aid Aiden in his quest would i also be but a pawn? Decieved from a path of righteousness into one of simple purposeless action?*
Yngvar decides that's enough thinking for one day and shuts his brain off.
Yanosh Tuesday April 10th, 2007 4:27:22 PM
Leaping to his feet the sturdy Dwarven warrior rushes to Garretts side in the defense of Svanhit. Fist clenched and ready Yanosh decides if it comes to it he will prove himself here and now in front of all.
Accussed Tuesday April 10th, 2007 7:15:46 PM
The witch stops after only two short strides, the circle on its feet and moving. Garrett stepping to Svanhvit, Yanosh to Garrett and still others to thier wunjos as well. Karya too, steps to cut any attempt to the high priestess short. Dra, for his part remains seated and keeps his bloodkin Bohdi there as well. A whisper from the elder to the gnome. Listen DC 20 Highlight to display spoiler: {'an old way no harm will come any here. The ancients seem to be upset with our course and present god.'}
Mjolka'Frodr straightens her gaze unwavering and her voice deepening, "You have sided with those who would see war and death and you will no longer be able to hide." her voice seems strong and resonates powerfully, even the snow difting into the firelight shys away from her. "A reckoning will be had." and then the ancient woman collapses onto the ground. a near stunned silence fills the air and a wind picks up, blowing gently but with a powerful cold touch.
Religion DC 20 Highlight to display spoiler: {The last deep voice from Mjolka'Frodr stirred your heart and lifted your soul}
Bohdi Nackle Tuesday April 10th, 2007 9:13:56 PM
Bohdi looked up bleary-eyed from his seat. "Wh-what in bloody hell ...?" He rubbed his eyes and blinked, not quite comprehending.
Neco Tuesday April 10th, 2007 10:13:10 PM
Neco is rather startled by the odd turn of events. She had herd of using people like puppets but for someone to be taken total control of is something from only her wildest of dreams. "How disgusting and callow," thinks the rogue.
Garrett d20+5=16 d20+8=28 d20+8=20 Wednesday April 11th, 2007 9:13:29 AM
Listen: 16 Know religion: 28
Garrett shakes himself from his stunned position, and picks his jaw up off the floor. He then quickly moves to the side of Mjolka'Frodr to check on her and make sure that she is ok. garrett attempts to tend to her as best as he can(heal: 20).
While doing so, he waits to hear the discussion of what just happened from Svanhit and the village elders. Garrett felt the touch of the divine in the words of the elderly woman, but does not think that they were those of Domi.
Aiden Wednesday April 11th, 2007 10:35:41 AM
Aiden looked and moved over to Bohdi and Neco. "Magic and spirits.." he muttered to Bohdi as an explanation.
"I'll let Garrett explain as he probably understands it better...unless you wish to Neco...?"
It was a weak excuse but Aiden was a bit lost on the exact meanings of all that was said.
"Come on Bohdi...time to shake the fog from your mind..."
Yanosh d20=18 Wednesday April 11th, 2007 11:29:08 AM
Yanosh walks over and sits next to Neco. Shaking his head as he sits back down he trys to figure out what just really happened.
Coming from a family of clerics Yanosh has seen more devine interaction since he has been with his new wunjos.
Yngvar the not so very tall d20=5 d20=13 Wednesday April 11th, 2007 11:30:22 AM
Listen = 5+2 Religion = 13-2
Magic and spirits, definitely not two of Yngvar's favorite things.
Fallen Wednesday April 11th, 2007 4:14:49 PM
The group for the most part stands and stares. Garrettt moves to the old woman and discovers she is indeed alive and pushing herself up even as he arrives. A coursery exam shows she hit the ice pretty hard. A few cuts and a good shot to her head. The woman looks at Garrett as he helps her up, but says nothing. She glances back behind her into the darkness as she sits and pulls her cloak tightly about her. She remains motionless and again stares into the fire.
Thord, visibly shaken, shies away from Svahvit and sits down. The Priestess herself inhales deeply and blows the air from her nose. Her face sets hard and her fists clench. Karya looks across at Garrett and then to several others, including a long look at Dra`Gul. The leader of Ice Peak then turns to Svanhvit, Her voice checked in anger "War the ancient said, death is upon your path. A path of Blood, Svanhvit! Our people's blood. How long have you known! How long has it been since your god spoke to you.!"
The High priestess straightens her head snapping upon Karya, "You dare!" she breathes and her hands slowly come together, a glint of Domi's symbolic hammer between them.
"Silence priestess!" Karya shouts, stepping fully into the smaller womans face, her own hand upon the hilt of her reversed Falx scimitar.
The guards of each of the women tense, hands upon weapons, but would they really draw upon each other. Oaths and honor have been thickly laid, pledge of life to defend their trusts. One in the circle has no dobht they would fight to the last breath and with that thought Yngvar has a clear understanding of what may happen.
Svanhvit stares but stays silent, Karya continues loudly, "Svanhvit, by my right as set by Pjód-björg Varr-uðr Varr-Grar-Storr-Amma! You are no longer our spiritual leader!"
Svnahvit's shoulders slump slightly her eyes remain sharp and something of knowledge lies behind them. Her words however, carry dreadful implied consequences. "I renounce it." Her hands waves off the two bodyguards on her flank, "Domi has left this place, there is no need for your services. I am Svanhvit, high priestess no longer. There is no successor." Svanhvit then turns and begins to walk from the fire.
Neco Wednesday April 11th, 2007 10:49:12 PM
Neco is oblivious to the effects of a high priestess renouncing her title, but she does know something about power. When a high ranking official leave, there is always a power struggle. Neco too predicts that indeed there will be blood shed.
Bohdi Nackle Wednesday April 11th, 2007 10:53:23 PM
Bohdi looked at Aiden, still bleary-eyed. He leaned heavily on the ranger's arm. "Did--didsh' jus'say she--she'snot--whass' goin' on?" He looked at Garrett, then Aiden, then Garrett again.
"Huh? Anyone?"
Garrett Thursday April 12th, 2007 8:29:44 AM
Garrett stops to find himself standing upright, his hand upon the hilt of his longsword, and staring at Karya.
Over a few moments, his anger appears to fade to something else, and his eyes take on a hard purposeful stare. He speaks to those assembled. "I know not what path we are being led down, nor by whom. But I do know that if Domi has left us, then the first question we should be asking is why. I am As'Domi, and I will bring back his shield from the unholy place where we have allowed it to remain, or will die trying."
Garrett turns and walks away from the fire, heading back to the lodge to finish preparing his gear for departure. He briefly ponders a visit to Svanhit, but realizes that all that needs to be said already has, and his path is clear.
Yngvar the not so very tall Thursday April 12th, 2007 10:09:42 AM
Success or death.
Yngvar's begining to think that joining this adventuring band was a really, really good idea.
Garrett sure seems swell.
Aiden Thursday April 12th, 2007 12:19:54 PM
Aiden at that moment was actually quite proud to be following Garrett.
"come Bohdi. Things will be clearer in a few moments...but let's return to the lodge..."
Aiden began to stand and make his way over towards the exit, willing to offer the inebriated Bohdi assistance if needed. "Neco, Yanosh, Yngvar?" he asked, wondering how the others would react...
Eventually, he will make his way back to the lodge where Garrett is staying...
Yanosh Thursday April 12th, 2007 1:06:00 PM
Yanosh rises and helps the drunk Bohdi back to the lodge. "You know friend Bohdi what you need is a remove poison spell. That would make you... well...not drunk at least. Cant say it would help with a hang over though," chuckling Yanosh teases him.
Back in the Lodge Thursday April 12th, 2007 4:01:34 PM
Svanhvit loooks over her shouler as Garrett speaks and then almost with a smile continues into the darkness. Karya passes her gaze over the rest of the assembly, pausing at Garrett. She does not speak though, at least to him or anyone directly, "Go. This Fire Circle is over." She then turns with the guard that she and Svanhvit brought and leaves.
Dra`Gul hands Bohdi a small cake, "Eat this my boy, it will help clear your head." With a pat and a smile to Yanosh he stands to leave.
The group returns to thier lodge, with much to possibly discuss and certainly much on thier minds. They find most asleep, unaware of what has transpired. Those few who are awake are just preparing to lie down and likely know of nothing from the Fire Circle.
Bohdi Nackle Friday April 13th, 2007 7:39:29 AM
Bohdi nodded his thanks to Aiden and Dra'Gul, still not fully comprehending what had transpired. Wearily and gratefully, he crawled into his furs and fell fast asleep.
Yanosh Friday April 13th, 2007 11:00:42 AM
Laying down in his bedding Yanosh thinks that things here are not much different then his home in the mountains. Politics are politics whether Dwarf or Human. Closing his Yanosh dreams of adventure and spiders. Shivering in his sleep mumbling "I hate spiders."
Yngvar the not so very tall Friday April 13th, 2007 11:27:07 AM
Magic, spirits and spiders, oh my!
Yngvar follows Garret back inside the lodge.
Garrett Friday April 13th, 2007 11:46:10 AM
Garrett prepares his gear, not saying a whole lot to anyone. "Let everyone digest what has occurred, and we can speak on it in the morning" he thinks to himself. After his gear is reasonably ready, the cleric of Domi kneels in prayer to his lord, and prays for his wunjo's, the village, all it's people, and success in the qest to return that which is sacred.
Aiden d20=13 Friday April 13th, 2007 3:34:29 PM
Aiden looked around, noticing that things were 'quiet'.
However, he was yet still troubled at all that had just happened.
~can you hear???~ the words echoed through his mind. Perhaps it was time to 'empty' himself. The first time he had done so, Aiden had heard his wolf sister speak.
Maybe...if he sat and listened to the howl of the wind, crackle of the fire, and focus deep within himself...he could hear...
~this is insane...~ a part of Aiden thought to himself.
Stifling that thought, Aiden took a deep breath and then tried to become one in his 'meditations'.
Day Break Saturday April 14th, 2007 6:50:25 PM
The group remains quiet and simply goes to sleep. Aiden inhales and quiets his mind. His adoptive father, now gone had once said that if one were at peace you could hear the Wold. Until a few weeks ago he had never heard much but wind. From what his last months had shown him though, there were powers out there and not always of the mortal rending variety. The fey in the pines and whatever it was that touched his girl and allowed them to actually speak were two such examples.
The winds blows across the lodge, snow setting to dance. The fire crackles in the great pit. The Wold grew dim then to his ears, his mind settling freely. There was a deep almost grinding moan as if the ground itself was shifting, but nothing was moving. The sound and feeling existed soley within the young mans mind. Aidens eyes snapped open. he was facing north towards the main door of the lodge, though when he had closed his eyes to meditate he had faced the fire, a westerly direction. Aiden can feel a thought an idea holding in the back of his mind, but how to tap into it, he was not sure.
Morning breaks.
Aiden Sunday April 15th, 2007 5:38:02 PM
Aiden is a bit perplexed as to how he had shifted positions during the evening. Perhaps he shifted, subconsciously during the evening once the fire had worn itself out. OR...if he was a superstitious individual, he shifted to face the new position, or more specifically, direction that he was to take the next day.
Somehow, he was going to need some advice on speaking to whatever lay deep within his mind...to touch that 'idea'. A thought sprung to mind...Aiden was never comfortable asking people for help, but if he seemed inquisitive, he wouldn't seem so helpless. The thought of others considering him helpless caused a flush and heat to build around Aiden's face. He would have to ask Garrett, and Bohdi. The first, Aiden felt that he could confide in more specifically, while the second concerned him. Bohdi is extremely intelligent, and if he determined that Aiden was hearing or feeling voices within his head, the biting comments that the gnome would send back would infuriate him.
Aiden looked to see who was waking among the others...
Posting Report (ADM Kup) Sunday April 15th, 2007 7:05:50 PM
Posting Report for Ice Vein Week of April 9-13 ............................M..T..W..Th.F DM-Daniel K........x...x...x...x...+ Bohdi-Kup............+...x...x...x...x Garrett-Chris.........x...x...x...x...? Aiden-Paul............x...x...x...x...x Neco-James..........o...x...x...o...? Yanosh-Edd..........x...x...x...x...? Yngvar-Dru..........x...x...x...x...?
x = post o = no post * = substitute post - = skipped post (no DM post) + = see notes Notes: --"Days" begin with DM post on that day and continue until following DM post. This sometimes results in some "bistro math" when player posts count for the prior day. Weekend posts count for Fridays. --Kup was away on "Monday" for the last two days of Passover. --Friday DM post came on Saturday.
Bohdi Nackle Sunday April 15th, 2007 7:07:07 PM
Bohdi awoke, prepared spells, and began studying again (as indicated much, much earlier--Bohdi will spend the next day transcribing Fireball, then the following day learning Dispel Magic, then the day after that transcribing it!)
Neco Sunday April 15th, 2007 10:09:53 PM
Neco awakens and stretches out all her aches and pains. She pouts a little as she reminisces about the softer feather filled pillows and smoother bed linens typically found the warmer more habitable cities. "Boy! It feels like I've been sleeping on rocks for the past while." With a sigh she prepares for the day.
Garrett Monday April 16th, 2007 8:22:58 AM
Garrett looks around at his friends preparing to begin the day, and addresses them. "Sorry I spoke out a bit last night wunjo's. This is something I must do, and is obviously near to my heart. I specifically did not speak for all of us, and I would not be upset if anyone did not wish to join us this time out. As I said last night, this quest is all or nothing for me, and I would not push anyone to take the risk did they not want to."
"That said, those of you who want to come with me should prepare to leave as soon as possible. We have Karya's permission to leave at this time, but the winds of change blow hard right now, and that permission may reverse. We must move quickly. So I guess what I'm asking is, who wants to join me, and how long do you need before you are ready to go?"
Garrett waits for everyone's input, still prepared to go it alone should everyone else not deem the risk favorable.
After speaking with everyone Garrett will try and catch Aiden alone at some point, and speak with him. "Something on your mind Wunjo? You have seemed a bit 'out of sorts' of late. If there is something bothering you, I am always ready to listen or talk."
Yngvar the not so very tall Monday April 16th, 2007 1:06:00 PM
"I'm in."
The bones in the lad's neck crack as he moves his head from side to side.
Preparations made, "I'm ready," he says rising.
Yanosh Monday April 16th, 2007 3:46:32 PM
Rising from his bed the scared dwarf reaches to rewrap his head but pauses. Thinking a second he pulls the scarf from his head. The scars show the extent of his horrible accedent. His head is covered except for his mustache and goatee.
Standing he calls to Garrett "Wunjo I have sworn to defend those that I call friend. You and everyone else that was on the tundra I call friend. You took me in and showed me respect and loyalty I will never forget that. I will not back away from you now. But I need time to get a few things from the place in the portal." With that Yanosh starts to pack his things and ready them for the trip. Looking at Yngvar "Welcome to our little group." Yanosh holds out a hand in greeting and clasps his arm if he takes it.
DM Note Monday April 16th, 2007 5:42:40 PM
DM Note: next module is submitted for PTB review. But I need some updated sheets which includes CC purchases if you want the items before things continue
I have the following:
Ingvar Approved 4-16 Garrett Approved 4-16 Aiden Action requested 4-16 Neco Approved 4-16 Bohdi Not Recieved Yanosh Not Recieved
Bohdi (second) Monday April 16th, 2007 10:55:36 PM ooc: sorry about the CS. Crazy busy, but will finalize soon. Still have to shop!
Bohdi sputtered at Garrett's comment and gestured at the inks, dyes, parchments, and expensive poultices lying about him. "But--but--but--my spells! My preparations! What about those?"
Squork sighed and hopped over to Garrett. The bird looked up at the cleric and held a wing conspiratorially up to his beak. "Just tell him that you'll take a day or two on the trail to let him finish," the bird croaked at Garrett. "That'll get him out of the village and on the road with you." The raven looked back at his exasperated, and exasperating, master, and sighed heavily before hopping off to find something to eat. "Bloody mages," he muttered.
Aiden Monday April 16th, 2007 11:13:10 PM
Aiden seemed a bit 'lost' at times as he was deep in thought about the most recent turn of events. He knew that he needed to go to the Catacombs in order to help prepare for the next journey.
Aiden just didn't like doing it...He didn't know what to order, other than a 'good weapon' or 'good armour'...maybe even, 'something to see at night' or 'healing'...but then he feels stupid when the person who helps then asks all sorts of questions that just doesn't make sense for him.
And this is not even taking into account his recent difficulties with spirits/powers/etc.
"yes..." as he quietly confided in Garrett. "I...know, I will need more...better..equipment for our next journey. But I am uncomfortable with..." as he found it difficult to put into words.
He felt every inch the ignorant 'barbarian' that Bohdi constantly chided him at times.
"And there is another thing also...one which" as he seemed to stutter through the words, "I am unfamiliar with, dealing with gods, spirits, and powers..."
Garrett Tuesday April 17th, 2007 8:22:13 AM
Garrett hears Squorks, and finds the advice quite sound. "Fair enough for you Bohdi? If we take one more day in the village, and then a couple days while on the trail will that suit you?"
As long as Bohdi is good with that, and everyone else who wishes to go is also, the Garrett proceeds. "Then we leave tommorow morning at first light. That will give everyone time to do any last minute preparations. Remember to bring plenty of food. We do not know how long we will be out, and my bag can hold quite a bit."
Garrett responds to Aiden (assuming still in private) "They have a big list of all the things that they have, with descriptions of what it does and the price(The DM's Guide magic list). Just look over the list, and tell them what you want. They are quite helpful. If you tell me what it is you want, I could get it for you. I don't know how much money you have, but one thing I wanted to get but could not afford was to make my sword +1 undead Bane. It makes your weapon hit the walking dead much easier, and when you do, it does much more damage. It costs about 8,000 plus the cost of a Masterwork weapon if you don't already have one." "As far as Gods and spirits go, I would be more than happy to offer what advice I can, but I'm afraid you will have to be a little more specific."
Yanosh Tuesday April 17th, 2007 9:17:16 AM
Yanosh once more goes over the things he is taking with him. Yanosh once more secludes himself from the other a little and kneels down and says a short prayer to Domi for guidance and protection and thanksgiving for bringing him to this place.
Yngvar the not so very tall Tuesday April 17th, 2007 10:45:44 AM Yanosh finds Yngvar's arm is covered in stringy muscles as well as cold and clammy.
"Gods, spirtis and powers," Yngvar repeats after Aiden, a slight smile of his lips and a wild gleam in his eyes, "Oh my!"
DM I corrected the bold. the / goes in front of the b or i at the end
Garrett (illegal 2nd) Tuesday April 17th, 2007 10:50:19 AM
"Thank you Yanosh. I appreciate your support, and your friendship. Looks like we have the day to get what is needed from the catacombs, and to prepare. Everyone remember plenty of food. Probably 2-3 weeks."
"And welcome Yngvar, it seems our first meeting, and journey together come under difficult circumstances. Either way, I look forward to having you along."
(OOC: Dan, will we be able to retro the catacombs to happen quickly, or does it all need to be completed before our characters leave? I've been waiting there for 5 days, and see little progress.
Aiden Tuesday April 17th, 2007 1:15:11 PM
"Yes...perhaps then I will give you a description of the item and whatever is needed for the barter..."
"Now" as he kept trying to whisper, mostly due to embarrassment about admitting his own ignorance, "as to the oth-"
When Aiden saw (and heard) Yngvar repeat what he was quietly trying to speak (confidentially) with Garrett, anger raged within his eyes as his face turned grim.
Hundreds of ork (and non-ork) curses went through his mind, and one or two might have even slipped out of his mouth, as he was a fool to speak of a weakness with another was about. His mind and senses were quite a bit duller than what they should have been apparently.
"I am a fool..." he muttered to himself, "perhaps later then we shall talk wunjo about that first item..."
And with that, Aiden moved off to think and prepare a 'list' for Garrett with whatever coins he had...
DM Tuesday April 17th, 2007 2:01:29 PM
On the catacombs....they are a bit behind. Life and all. the Module is still under review as well. I can live with a retrofit as long as your in the CC with a number and have a list of what you are getting. It is in game stuff, but try to be as precise as you can. You can buy anything listed in the DMG that is not an artifact. CC has unlimited quantity. I as DM can say no to a purchase. This will likely not happen.
you might want to discuss where you are going and what you plan to do when you get there...
Z Minus 1 Tuesday April 17th, 2007 9:00:02 PM
The group tentively starts to make plans. None seem to be planning to back out. A little time is needed from Bohdi perspective and it seems the rest are readily agreeable to wait until the following day. It would allow for some last minute preparations and perhaps discuss where they are going and what to do once they arrive.
Aiden starts to broach a delicate subject with him, Garrett can easily see the mans distress, but Yngvar's ill timed attempt at humor quickly shuts that door of conversation. The gruff superstitious ranger quickly changes the subject.
Yanosh takes a moment to say a small prayer and some head to the magic portal with last minute ideas.
Garrett Wednesday April 18th, 2007 12:51:57 PM
Garrett gives Yngvar a reproachful look. "Aiden doesn't say much. When he does, it's usually best to listen alot, and say little."
Garrett heads outside, and tries to catch up with the ranger. When he does he tries to speak with him. "Back to what you were saying wunjo.... I am interested in your questions and thoughts about the divine." Garrett waits for Aiden to speak, well aware that it might take a while of following him around the village before he does so.
(OOC: if Aiden wants me too purchase stuff for him, try and get me the list of what you want ASAP. I am on deck, and once done, it might be awhile before they get back to me.)
Yanosh Wednesday April 18th, 2007 3:39:46 PM
Yanosh heads for the portal and steps into the catacombs.
Neco Wednesday April 18th, 2007 5:21:41 PM
The young rogue wonders what the group is planning on doing. Neco attempts to provide a reason to go south. "Garret your abilities rely on the presence of your god right? What does it mean for you if 'Domi has left this place...' That barbarian, shaman, lady said something like that."
"We could go south wards. I know Domi has a strong presence there" Neco hopes that this will provide reason for the group to go to warmer places.
Bohdi Nackle Wednesday April 18th, 2007 7:19:03 PM
The gnome continued his transcriptions, oblivious to all around him. (Still transcribing Fireball)
Aiden Wednesday April 18th, 2007 10:19:12 PM
Aiden did make his rounds about the village, meeting up with the wolf that had taken its own few moments away from the pack (and Aiden). It felt good to be on his own at times, and after the embarrassment that he had felt, even if only self perceived, seemed to fade.
Slowing down, this time he tried to make sure that they were 'alone'. Wiping his face, he then took a deep breath, "The Tuskans think of gods and worship in a different manner..." he started.
"For some, especially those not of blood" and when he said that, he nearly spat out the words, "they would bring fear at the thought. The villagers fail to see what good they have...whether old or new..."
He let that sink for a few before continuing, "I've...I've seen and heard things that I don't know..." Aiden stopped his words and then corrected them, "...no...I suspect...could be related to these gods."
He seemed to stutter out, "I'm a tracker. A hunter. What do I know of riddles, symbols, and immortals? What interest would they have in me? Why can't they just...make things clear and be simple? Was it such for you?"
Garrett Thursday April 19th, 2007 8:19:44 AM
Listens to Neco's suggestion about heading south and smiles. "I'm heading for Burfell, and from there to recover the shield of Domi, wherever that may be. Perhaps it will lay south, perhaps not. If Domi has left this place, he has so far not left me. My faith is strong and our connection remains the same."
Garrett listens to Aiden speak, and thinks for a moment before responding. "You already know much of spirits and immortals wunjo. You have met Jack Frost, come quite close to Celsiun himself in the frozen hall with the bloodpack, and killed many undead."
"As for me, I sought out Domi when I needed help and guidance. I didn't know how, so I spoke with Svanhit, and she helped me learn how to open my heart and my mind to Domi so that I may hear and feel him. Every day I pray to Domi for spells that are simply effects that I would like to be able to call upon as the need arises. Over time, I learned what is likely for me to be granted on a daily basis, and on occasion, Domi allows me access to spells I had not known before. Perhaps he does this when he thinks I am ready to use them wisely."
"I am not quite sure if or how I can help you Wunjo, but let me put this forth to you. It seems to me that you are a man of nature. As you said, a tracker and a hunter. You count a wolf as your wunjo, and are closer to the primordial forces of mother wold than any of us. Perhaps nature is reaching out to you, trying to strengthen the bond you share. Find yourself some quiet time, away from distractions of the village. Relax, and Try and open your heart and your mind to the forces of nature that are all around you. Try and concentrate just on what you feel from the ground beneath your feet. Listen carefully to the whistle of the wind. Open yourself to the elemental forces that seem to wish to contact you. If a divine power has decided to take you under it's wing, it would be foolish to deny it. Perhaps you could even try praying to the force. You had said before that you thought your wolf spoke with you, and perhaps it did. Ask for the ability to do it again, and then try and make it happen."
"That is about the best I can offer for now wunjo. See what you can do, and I will pray for Domi's guidance upon the matter. But do not feel embarassed or shy of a divine connection, it is likely a great gift being offered to you. Embrace it."
Garrett claps the ranger on the shoulder. "And don't forget to give me that list of magic you want quickly."
Garrett then turns and heads back to his lodge to pray awhile unless Aiden has more questions. He will pray to Domi for guidance in this matter to see if there is any way he might help his friend with his difficulty."
Yngvar the not so very tall Thursday April 19th, 2007 11:39:08 AM
"I made a joke?" Yngvar is incredulous, unaware he has the capacity.
The warrior sits while waiting for Bohdi to finish making his squiggles.
Yanosh d20+2=8 Thursday April 19th, 2007 7:36:09 PM
stepping back through the portal the Stout Dwarven warrior nods to everyone as he heads out the door. Outside Yanosh walks to the forge to work on the slag that had given him trouble the other time. This time instead of working something like a dwarven waraxe. Yanosh melts down the slag and works it into the shape of a dagger.
craft=8
The Following Dawn Thursday April 19th, 2007 9:22:31 PM
The day is spent in preparations. Bohdi on another spell and many in the catacombs buying equipment for what could be a prolonged journey from home. Garrett catches up and speaks with Aiden, and of his own experience and what Aiden himself has seen. There are both wonders of this Wold beautiful and benevolent. Aiden was a good man, raised by good men and taught to listen to nature's call. His heart can easily tell the difference between the vile and pure. The calls and pulls he has felt over the past week have all filled him with a sense of peace and harmony with the surrounding land. Now it is just a mattter of trying to channel it to his will, like the axe it will take practice and patience.
Yanosh hits the forge again, but again the differing temperatures and the odd metal slag elude him to real craftsmanship. Stigsveinn looks on, but allows the dwarf to work on his own for now.
Soon night comes, Brynj is still gone on the hunt and his lack of precense does set the collective minds of the group to thinking. They have seen none of the elders, anyone over 40, this day. Perhaps it is nothing, perhaps not. Tommorrow is the day of travel. 2 long days march to reach the foothills of Burfell to the north of Ice Peak Village.
Garrett Friday April 20th, 2007 8:24:21 AM
Garrett headed back into the catacombs, to pick up a few things for Aiden who is a little leery of it.
dm Friday April 20th, 2007 8:32:10 AM
Please remember to divide these and get a consensus upon whose character sheets they will rest.
3 potions CSW 7 potions CLW
Else they shall end up in the no one has them sorry you lose out pile
Yngvar the not so very tall Friday April 20th, 2007 11:01:34 AM
Yngvar has no claim on the group's potions and will refuse any offered.
He'll earn his own or die trying.
Yanosh d20+2=12 Friday April 20th, 2007 12:25:58 PM
yanosh fiddles with the fire of the forge adjusting it as best he can. then returns to work on the dagger. craft 12
Bohdi Nackle Friday April 20th, 2007 1:00:39 PM
Bohdi continued transcribing the reknowned Fireball spell into his spellbook. Elven evokers the Wold over shuddered at the thought of the arrogant gnome joining the ranks of the "fireball mage."
Aiden Friday April 20th, 2007 3:38:00 PM
(OOC: I would suggest that between Yanosh, Aiden, and Garrett, we each get one of the CSW potions [our main fighters and medic]. Then we give (2) CLW's to Yngvar (another fighter), and 1 each to Garrett, Yanosh, Aiden, Neco, Bohdi. Hopefully that has everyone listed))
"thank you..." Aiden quietly said to Garrett in appreciation for his help in the Catacombs. True, Aiden wanted to see the various wyld lands throughout the world, but the civilization aspect, especially bartering with someone about something you are not completely knowledgable within didn't sound too 'shady', to use the phrase from the Blood Pack.
Quietly, moved over towards Garrett (if they were together in the hut), "Elder meeting?" he asked inquisitively. He was curious as to where they were, and a part of him was truly thinking about visiting the ancient warlock of the village. Aiden DID plan to try and 'meditate' that evening, to try and touch that other presence that he had felt earlier. If nothing else, it would give him a stronger idea whether it was a friend or foe that leads him, and perhaps insight into what it wanted...
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