Yngvar the not so very tall Monday July 16th, 2007 7:19:15 PM
As dawn breaks Yngvar wonders who they would make friends with today.
Rendal Monday July 16th, 2007 8:46:06 PM
Upon waking Rendal stretches and starts to yawn when a rumble hits hit midsection.
"Ah excuse me. I seem to be a bit hungry. Anyone start some grub?"
With a jovial note and a light hum Rendal sings a note or two to raise the spirits of his comrades from the oppression of the night of the evil bard. "Gladly the night is gone and there is work to be done in the light my friends.
Here and yawn we strive to right the wrong and see the dawn. Together we shall crush that evil spawn."
Yngvar the not so very tall Tuesday July 17th, 2007 11:25:21 AM
"Sorry Rendal, I don't eat," Yngvar responds. "But I like your spirit, on to a glorious death!"
A New Day d20+14=33 Tuesday July 17th, 2007 11:54:31 AM
The night is long and while Skalti does not visit any of the more destructive ideas the party entertained shortly after he made his precense known. He does, from some far off location saranade the group with a song of death, torture and cruel demise. Rendal, notes, that his playing, while disturbing and chilling to the bone, is also esquisite. The haunting melody and impossible chords for the mortal voice to produce float and linger across the mountainside and seem to echo from multiple directions and sometimes to simply not echo at all.
Sleep is plagued by visions and dreams of a cold death. Needles dance across your arms and the blood pulls back to the central core in a last effort to support life. It is of no use and soon the world falls to a muffled black haze and then nothing is discernable but your own heartbeat. Then, even that sound fades into the black. Morning comes all too soon, but the despite the disturbing dreams of the night, none are the worse for wear physically.
The group essentially awakens as a unit, morning preparations and ceremonies are observed by all.[ All Spell casters need to list spells, Thanks]
Nauthiz`Ull moves out with his wolf to investigate where Skalti had stood the previous night. There are some signs, but not many as the ledge is generally free of snow. The wolf sniffs about and whines in displeasure. Bohdi with the reminder from Garrett talks to Heyoka on the observed nature of some magic when wielded against Bevrorene Doden. That of the spell being fully reflected to the caster. So far it has only been first hand observed in the use of Searing Light and Scorching Ray, but there may be others.
Eventually the party exits and takes up the 3 hour hike along the vale rim to the initial entry they made several days ago. A small near crack like ravine that sits over 300' up from the vale floor. The majesty of the granite sheer walls with the sun splaying over them is not lost on many of the group. The impression power and graduer would dwarf even the mightiest of kings in thier majestic halls.
Down the ravine the onto the mountainside the group proceeds. Nauthiz`Ull leading with his wolf and Aiden and his own companion just behind. Skalti's shuffled walk through the snow is obvious and no skill at all would be required to follow him. Where the two rangers' skills do come to account is in a hunch backed by some evidence. Nauthiz`Ull suspects and Aiden is positive, that the trail they follow currently, is deliberately set and blazes in all is obvious glory to the weatern slopes of the mountain and into the suspected supernatural strom that ravages that side of the mountain.
Yanosh Tuesday July 17th, 2007 2:59:36 PM
Trudging along behind Aiden and nauth Yanosh cann't heelp but feel regret for leaving behind Neco. Looking over his shoulder a few times Yanosh hopes to catch a glimps of her.
Fallowing the trail to the west Yanosh flexes his grip on his axe and shield, keeping his hands limber. Softly the scarred Warrior starts to sing a little tune.
"Axes and Swords Maces and Spears Off we go Hunting our fears."
Yanosh Tuesday July 17th, 2007 3:01:24 PM
OoC--See ya'll on monday. I'm off for training.
Garrett Tuesday July 17th, 2007 7:36:11 PM
"As I suspected, We head for the storm. We are likely being led into a trap. Bohdi, can you have Squork take an airborne look every now and then? I would like to know what lays ahead."
"Either way, our path is laid before us."
Garrett continues on, following the lead of the Rangers.
(I will do my spells next post, I don't have the list at work.)
Heyoka Tuesday July 17th, 2007 8:47:28 PM
Stretching out her stiff muscles, Heyoka stands, and after a slow look around at what everyone's doing, puts her armor on as quickly as possible without missing anything.
Looking at Fisher, who yawns, she wrinkles her nose at his breathm and says something in Elvish to him. Anyone listening would think it most likely that she's complaining about his fishy breath.
After getting her armor on, she focuses on her palm, and mumbles a bit of garbled words. Suddenly, there are over a dozen berries in her hand. She takes one, gives one to the bear, who whines, then accepts it. After eating hers, she offers them to anyone who would like one.
Rendal Wednesday July 18th, 2007 2:04:56 AM
Rendal pulls out his lute to the music Yanosh is singing.
Keeping beat with his tune and after a few renditions Rendal starts to sing with Yanosh in counter melody.
Nauthiz'Ull d20+12=21 d20+12=16 d20+12=32 d20+9=24 d20+10=23 Wednesday July 18th, 2007 4:03:14 AM
As the group finds its way up to the top and is able to look upon the storm that is corrupting the mighty Burefell, Nauth kneels, closes his eyes and begins to search his past for anything that could be related to such an event. With his eyes still closed he begins to tune out everything; his wunjos breathing and the shifting of their equipment, the growls and nervous pawing of the animals. He tries to soar into the storm, picking up the nuances of what it truly is.
After a few moments he stands, stretches his back with a twist and takes a look behind the group to ensure that there are no followers or surprises.
"We need some sort of plan before we approach this storm. Garrett, Bohdi, Heyoka, could this be a storm created by the power of the mountain to try and contain the evil? or is it of Skalti's or something else's doing. Perhaps we should scout the edges of the storm before or if we decide to enter it. That should be our last course of action."
As he listens to his wunjos ideas and advice, Natuh begins to arc out from the group in a semi-circle, scouring the ground for signs of any other tracks that may be present. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ know:nature (remembering anything similar to the storm) - 24 listen - 23 spot (observing the 'storm')- 21 spot (checking behind us) - 16 spot (look for any tracks other than Skalti's) - NAT20 - 32
Yanosh [sub Drew] Wednesday July 18th, 2007 8:09:45 AM
The tail end of the dwarf's concealing scarf flutter in the wind behind his head and the dwarf grumbles.
"Looks like there could be much to kill in there, especially if that damned bevroren doden has friends."
Yanosh grips his axe tightly and a creaking sound can be heard; was it the frozen leather gripping or the muscles in his forearms expanding?
"We need to stick together. I recall what happens if we get separated and I will not allow that to happen to any of you."
ooc- sorry to Edd and all of you for this limited post; I am at work with no sheet and 0 hours of sleep so this is the extent of it today.
Aiden d20=9 d20=14 d20=19 d20=5 Wednesday July 18th, 2007 9:48:19 AM
Aiden turned and saw the singing companions. ~great...now we shall bring more to us beyond the storm...~ But he held his tongue, especially considering that it was not too long ago that he had sung.
Looking upwards towards the storm, Aiden frowned at the sight. "Not good..."
Turning towards the group, "do any of you have magicks that can make it easier to strike a foe? Between the rain (or snow) and wind, it will be difficult to see at points..."
spot (anything flying in storm...what the heck, just saw LoTR recently): 9 + 8 = 17
spot (mountain): 14 + 8 = 22
listen: 19 + 8 = 27
survival (ooc: is it possible to use this to see if this is a 'natural' storm?): 5 + 9 = 14
ooc: additional question...is the sacred bonus +2 still in play for this journey or no?
Yngvar the not so very tall Wednesday July 18th, 2007 10:35:31 AM
The gaunt warrior's face is lit with anticipation of conflict.
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