Perchance to Dream... (DM Donna) (OOC: this post applies to Minotaurs AND Centaurs) Monday October 2nd, 2000 6:35:45 AM
The sky boils with thunderclouds, the wind howling its angry lament as the waters of the Safety Channel churn with unrepentant fury. Up from the sea erupts an island, complete with trees and animals, sandy inlets and a few craggy peaks. In the very middle of this brand new isle there is an idyllic grotto--in the very middle of the grotto stands a figure of midnight black, indistinct in shape, yet you immediately identify it as one of your own kind.
The figure's own howl of anguish rises above the sound of the storm. You watch in horrified fascination as it rips open its own chest. The lances of lightning from the storm explode nearby, revealing that the mysterious figure has naught but an empty, bloody hole where its heart should be.
Suddenly there appear two glowing spots--one to the north of the new isle, the other to the south. You are instantly aware that one is centered on your own home island...while the other is centered on the hated native soil of your race's ancient, mortal enemy! What could this be..?
The two points of light glitter with a brightness that outshines the lethal lightning bolts and disperse the storm. Each light rises, arcing in a lazy yet unwavering path towards the dark figure on the central island. As the two glittering globes near each other, you suddenly recognize both of them--one is the Heart of the Stag...and the other...the Heart of the Beast!
The two halves merge, momentarily bedazzling you with their intense luminescence...and the ancient artifact of legend is once more whole.
The newly-healed heart lowers gently into the empty cavity of the dark figure, who sighs with relief and happiness. Dark figure? Nay...it is the epitome of your race's patron deity, who smiles upon you with gratitude before adopting an urgent look upon his face. He points directly at you, and says in a voice that is so loud and undeniable that you awaken, gasping for breath, his command still ringing in your ears:
"*You*...MUST...quest..!"
The Awakening (DM Donna) (OOC: this, too, applies to the Centaurs & Minotaurs) Monday October 2nd, 2000 6:46:29 AM
Sleep doesn't come easily to you after this, and the next morning you find--upon speaking to the others of your race, that EVERYONE had the same dream as you did...except for the ending. Are you the ONLY one commanded by the deity to quest? And WHAT are you supposed to quest for, you wonder?
The village crier comes bearing the following proclamation: "Questors must accompany me--NOW!"
(A male crier will take Minotaurs to the Sanctuary of the Soul; a female crier will take Centaurs to the Clearspring Temple. Identify your character and include the name of your destination in the "Post Name" section--for example, Flat-top would put: "Flat-top (Clearspring Temple)" in the Post Name section, while Mordengast would fill it in like this: "Mordengast (Sanctuary of the Soul).
Neither the PC Centaurs nor Minotaurs will have reached the intended destinations yet, but you will see the other PCs of your type and be able to officially introduce yourselves to each other on the way to those places.)
Meanwhile, on Wemic Island... (DM Donna) Monday October 2nd, 2000 6:59:05 AM
The strangest dream comes to Zeoll in the night--one that disturbs him, and yet gives him hope. (OOC: the same dream all the other Taur races have had, only Zeoll saw a Wemic as the key figure, and he recognizes two of the islands as being Centaur Island and Minotaur Island.) The young Priest of the Ceaseless Hunter meditates upon it, and apparently comes to a conclusion:
Having failed to protect his family, Zeoll said to himself, he now had no direction in life, no one to guard. A black time of grief and rage had fallen on him after he returned from a hunting trip to find that ruin and death; shadows still lingered in the recesses of his head.
Zeoll stood on a cliff high above the surf, looking into the rising sun. The dirt was warm under his feet, and sun's rays blinded him. He raised his swords, crossing them, so that the shadow cast by the intersecting blades shielded his eyes from the rays. A golden voice spoke from the east:
Step on the path from the hinterland Follow then where it will lead. Stranger will offer a stranger hand Welcome all that you don't understand Search for an answer beyond the strand Then may the Wemics be freed.
The early morning light cast a golden-rosy glow, limning the sails of the small trading ship that was in the midst of preparations to sail east again, laden with the exquisite handcrafts made by the numerous members of the other beleaguered prides of Wemics upon this island that had been the home to their race for more than four hundred years.
Zeoll was not a sailor...but he just knew that this ship could not leave without him...
Zeoll (Racing Shipwards) Monday October 2nd, 2000 8:55:19 AM
Zeoll bounded down to the shore as quickly as he could without breaking his neck. He ran to the wharf as fast as his four lion-paws could carry him.
At the ship, the Liontaur looked for someone with authority. He thought about how he could convince the Captain to let him aboard. Perhaps the few gold pieces he possessed would suffice for his fare. Perhaps he could sign on as a healer, guard, or entertainer. Perhaps he could work for his passage.
And in the back of his head, Zeoll wondered amazedly at his recent dream and -- what? -- vision? visitation? Yet he welcomed these marvels, which eased his anguish somehow. The deaths of his family and pride were still strong and dark in his heart, but the future did not seem so bleak.
Seagulls wheeled overhead, and their skrees were lost for a moment in the sound of the sea. "And I can't even swim!" Zeoll thought.
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 2nd, 2000 9:58:05 AM
Flat-top awakens, damp in a sweat from head to hoofs. The Dream is so real, as he wipes his body dry. When a voice out side the hut cries,"Questors must accompany me----NOW!" The dream, Yes , the dream , Dark Figure! NO! NO! Its *DOMI*! "I must go, I must QUEST??" said Flat-top. Now he pick up his gear and out the of the hut, to The Centor (town crier), telling her " I Must Quest!" said Flat-top, and follows her.
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 2nd, 2000 12:44:06 PM
Kenisha awoke with a start. It was still late at night but she found that she couldn't not get back to sleep. She was loathed to wake up her greataunt, Minisha, since she was quite old. So as quietly as she could she began to gather up those things she thought she might need.
'I will need to go to town.' she thought to herself. 'Surely one of the druids will be able to tell me more of my dream.'
When Minisha came out of her room an hour before the crack of dawn, she was not at all surprised to see Kenisha standing there with her pack ready and on her back. She merely nodded and enquired, "Eaten? Good. It's long past time for this to start. The winds of change are blowing, my dear. Seek what is to be found."
Knowing that Minisha disliked long goodbyes, she made hers brief and took off at a fast pace towards town. Every centaur she met, they all had the same dream, but they were not called to the quest.
Then she heard the town crier and the reply of a male centaur (Flat-top). Trotting up she announced, "As must I. I too am a Questor." Turning to the male she adds, "I am Kenisha."
Mordengast (Sanctuary of the soul) Monday October 2nd, 2000 3:16:40 PM
For Mordengast, sleep did not come easily. Finally, he had given up and gone to the small buildings chapel. He needed guidance in this. Why the dream? What was it's portant? And what had those centaurs to do with it?!
He almost wished he knew the secular more intimately. Then he could have woken one of the patriarch or such. Surely they would have had the answer.
The morning was just as futile. Even by the time he'd finish his ablutions and equipped himself, no answer was forthcoming. Everyone had had the dream, and all save him seemed to dream the same ending? So it had to be important that he Quested. But for what?
The crier's cry outside just about puzzled him even more. Questors? Many where chosen? Somehow this made sense. Imod sought champions. He murmured.. "In your name my Lord. May I prove worthy of thy choice."
(Raising his voice and striding forward) "Hold Crier! I come!" And lo and behold, he was soon in a group making its merry way to the Sanctuary. He turned to the others. "Greetings. I am Mordengast, Chosen of Imod. How was your sleep?"
Thiel(sanctuary of the soul) Monday October 2nd, 2000 3:25:04 PM
Upon waking from "the Dream" Thiel is consumed with an eerie sense of calm , the feeling of purpose. His true destiny revealed. He is sure that he must quest just as the dream commanded. He packs his backpack, thanking his god that he chose not to drink the night before.Dresses in his vestments and dons his heart of Imod pendent.gathers his weapons and slips out of the temple. "No one will ever miss me" says the missfit priest."I will miss this place , My home for these many years. mayhap to return one day." Thiel headed for the sanctuary to meditate his next move. when he heard the crier declare that all questers must follow him. Thiel raised his arm and declared "AYE, I have been chosen. Lead on, I Thiel accept, with gladness i my heart, the summons of the great god Imod. TO QUEST!"
Kale(sanctuary of the soul) Monday October 2nd, 2000 6:21:40 PM
i must of drifted off, Kale thinks to himself when he wakes up startled from the dream. steadying himself, he quickly picks the lock to the baker's door, and moves inside silently, to do what he has to do. once he is done, he exits the bakery. while returning to report to the Kuo-Toth, he hears the cryer, and something inside him compels him to follow the taur to their destination.
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 2nd, 2000 11:01:38 PM
~§~ As Holleb awakens, he wonders where he is... his hand is clutching his spear tightly as his dark brown eyes dart from side to side.. until he realises that he is still in his own house... breathing a sigh of releaf, he hears the town crier's yells, and gets up, walking calmly out of his house... after a few minutes, he realises that he is one of the "Questers" and he shoulders up his gear, stepping out the doorway of his tree home and walking down the street, inwardly wondering if he will ever sleep in his own bed again ~§~
Holleb (clearspring temple cont) Monday October 2nd, 2000 11:12:12 PM
.. As Holleb walks down the street in the direction of the crier's movement, his eyes move from side to side, spotting the other "quester"s, Flat-top and Kenisha, and, as he nears them, he salutes them with his feathered lance, "Good day... as you have answered the summons, I can only assume that you, too, had the dreams last night?" .. his voice is kind.. although the things he has seen in his former career as a soldier have made him a little gruff...
On the Way to Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 6:07:20 AM
"All of our kind had the dream," the messenger filly addresses Holleb with a respectful nod, "I was ordered by the elders of Clearspring Temple to lead 'the Questors' to them...and that the Questors would know who they were. I've cried out in all the coastal hamlets and villages, and you three are the only ones who've come forward." The dark-maned female shakes herself all over.
"I, myself, think it's some foul Minotaur plot," she says firmly, "But the temple druids are most insistent that this all portends to great things for Centaur Island." She shrugs and begins to trot along the road.
Journey to the Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 6:15:05 AM
The short, squat bull who'd been tapped to discover the Questors bowed to the paladin, then to the others as they approached.
"The Priests of the Sanctuary send ye greetings, Questors," the young one says in a voice whose slight squeaking gives his adolescence away, even as his comparative size may have done, "They ask that ye all come with me as fast as yeer hooves may hie ye there."
Wharf at Wemic Island (DM Donna) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 6:23:25 AM
Zeoll reaches the trim merchant vessel in time to see a tall human bellowing orders to his crew. A short, wiry half-elf spots the waiting Wemic and shouts in Common:
"Oy, Cap'n Parsons--furface a-lee!"
With this, the human looks to his left, turning as he does so, and regards Zeoll with surprise.
"You wish to trade?" Parsons asks in passable Wemic.
Zeoll (Wharf) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 8:51:13 AM
When Zeoll heard the sailor say "furface," he half-unconsciously rubbed his jaw, running his fingers through the short, curly, soft hair of his beard. But he suppressed the flare of anger he felt at the clean-shaven two-legger, not wanting any trouble.
Instead, he bowed low and addressed the tall human in wemic. "Yes, Captain Parrsons, I wish to trade -- for passage. I must board your ship and travel away from my homeland-in-exile. I can offer you some gold, but I would rather trade in kind. I am a priest, so you will find me useful to heal wounds, bless the crew, and purify your food. I am also a warrior, as are all Wemics, so I will help if you are attacked. And I have a few skills as an entertainer, to relieve the voyage of its tedium."
The Liontaur looked expectantly at the human.
Flat-top (on the way to Temple) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 10:38:34 AM
On the way to the Temple, Flat-top meets with a beautiful filly,and replies" I also must quest, and I'm called Flat-top." When they hear another Centaur, turns his head and reconnising him(Holleb)from the milatery. Greets him with a raised mace, saying " Greetings, We are also Questers, COME This WAY..." Thinking to himself,*Minotaurs, Hmmmm, plot, Hmmmm, Intresting.....*
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 12:34:52 PM
Kenisha shakes her head sadly at the crier's suspicions. "I think not. But I shall say no more."
Turning to the newest joined Questor she introduces herself. "I am Kenisha, and you are?"
Thiel (journey to the sanctuary) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 1:15:24 PM
As the three make their way down the road toward the sanctuary, Thiel turns and introduces Himself to the others. "It seems that the omnipotent Imod has thrown the three of us in together. I am Thiel and Who might I have the pleasure of traveling with today?"
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 5:35:30 PM
~§~ Holleb bows ever so slightly to Kenisha, his lean, strong arm clutching his spear moves across his chest as he does so ~§~ "My name is Holleb, former soldier and worshipper of mother earth." ~he then hears the messanger's suspections, snorting ever so slightly and muttering~ ".. when will my people come to understand that both centaurs and minotaurs, as well as humans, elves, and dwarves are all peoples of free will.. and as thus are not bound to be either 'good or evil' by race......"
Kale(santuary) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 6:32:20 PM
hiding deep in his robes, so that no one can see his facial features, Kale says "Im Kale, and it remains to be seen if we will be traveling anywhere yet." then he looks into the distance. "Though it would be nice to get out of here."
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Tuesday October 3rd, 2000 7:49:51 PM
The big minotaur smiles. And bows. "Now. Now Hooded One. And my pleasure to meet you. Surely we have not been conveened to the sanctuary just so we can talk dreams with the Wise Ones."
He rubs his hands in boyish glee. "This is a quest. And we WILL be together! For in his immense grace Imod as chosen us! Surely tis to be a GRAND quest! One of many battles!"
On the way to Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 7:25:45 AM
As you follow the town crier, an older centaur--very much older, to judge by her wrinkled skin and graying coat--greets you.
"Hail, my sweet colts," the matron draws close, smiling with a rather vacant look in her eyes, "'Tis the end of the Wold, y'know. Ah, aye...'tis the end of the Wold." For such a dire pronouncement, the old female doesn't seem to be very concerned...and her eyes, for all that they are vacant, seem to have an odd light glowing within them.
"Grandam!" a young male calls out, galloping up to the elderly centaur, "You had me worried! Stallion Surefoot was asking about you, and you weren't at the pasture..."
"Oh, there, there, coltling," soothes the grandam, "I was only...only taking a canter hereabouts..." When the grandam casts a puzzled look at you, her eyes are clear and brown and dark--no odd light in them anymore.
"Come along, grandam--lean on me!" the boy offers, clearly fond of the old centaur, who happily accompanies him away from the road.
"Hmmph!" the town crier says, switching her tail. "Almost as weird as everyone dreaming the same dream...oh, well--let's continue on, shall we?" With this, the female continues to trot the way to the Temple.
Journey to the Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 7:32:38 AM
"Oh, I wouldn't know WHAT the Elders at the Sanctuary want with you..." the town crier--barely out of calfhood, really--says breathlessly, "...all I know is that it is VERY important--and that there is something that they wish to show one of you." The youth eyes all of you curiously.
"They didn't say WHICH one of you, though."
Wharf at Wemic Island (DM Donna) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 7:46:55 AM
Parsons looks Zeoll up and down, his eyes taking on a calculating gleam.
"Priest, you are?" he replies. "And anxious, too, to go upon the sea..." The grizzled captain purses his lips then nods. "We can find a use for your services, I think, yes." Then Parsons wheels about and bellows:
"BUCKO!!!"
Immediately the half-elf who'd called out about Zeoll scampered down from the ship.
"Aye, Cap'n?"
"You show our newest crewmember where the quarters be," Parsons orders in Common, "And mind your tongue--he'll be either blessin' your food or cursin' it, depending on whether you're of a mind to learn things." The half-elf's face grew ruddy, but his only response was:
"Aye, sir!"
"And your name, my good cleric..?" Parsons asks in the Wemic tongue, looking expectantly at the Liontaur.
Flat-top-(Clearspring Temple) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 10:10:51 AM
Flat-top gallop to the village Gramdam, and adds"Here lean on me and we'll take you with us." Motion to Kenisha and to Holleb for some help, wispers to them *Grandam is a little confused, let's take her to the temple...*
Zeoll (Wharf) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 10:18:10 AM
The Liontaur ducked his head briefly in embarrassment. "Forgive my enthusiasm, good Captain," Zeoll said in wemic. "I am Zeoll, Student to Shaman Frith, Warrior to Pride Nonowla, and Son to Clan Aene. I am pleased to be at your service."
Zeoll went where the captain directed him.
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 7:25:58 PM
Kenisha shakes her head with a smile. "I don't think she's confused at all, Flat-top. Let her go which way she will. Either home to her well deserved rest or to the temple if she so desires."
Kenisha smiles and bows to the grandam, awaiting her word.
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 8:25:18 PM
The Chosen looks at the young calf in surprise. "Really? Now isn't that a little strange. Just one of us? When they ask to see all of us? Now THAT worries me a little. Its passingly strange."
He shake himself off with good humour, laughing. "Of course these days strange things seem to be commonplace."
He turns to the other. "Maybe afterwards if we are still together we can introduce ourselves better."
Thiel(journey to sanctuary) Wednesday October 4th, 2000 9:09:13 PM
"Worry not my red eyed companion. Our father has not chosen us out of ignorance. I hold in my faith in Imod. Purpose is in all of us and he has seen it in each of us." Thiel looks thoughtfuly at the horizon. "What purpose each of us serves and when that purpose will be played is out is for Imod alone to say. I will wait to see what path Imod has set before me and hope that I see what Imod has seen in me."
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Thursday October 5th, 2000 1:41:51 AM
He nods along with Kenisha's comment... "Leave her be... sadly, she may well be one of the most sane people out here.. besides.. to interfere would be to interfere with whatever the goddess has planned.." and with that, he continues walking down the road
Kale(santuary) Thursday October 5th, 2000 3:41:42 AM
when he hears that they priests what to show one of them something, Kale gets extremely worried, thought the others only notice that his hand falls to the hilt of his scimitar and grasps it tightly. "I cant imagine why the would want to talk to me, it has to be one of you two." he says to his companions.
On the Way to Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Thursday October 5th, 2000 6:37:56 AM
The eldest centaur eyes Flat-top in alarm.
"I need no escort to the Temple!" she insists. Her grandson snorts angrily in agreement.
"The Herd Surefoot takes care of its own!" the lad says, pushing at Flat-top. "We don't need your help!"
"Ranly! Stop acting like a minotaur and come along--our Stallion has summoned me!" the grandam chides the colt, who scowls and withdraws. The older and younger centaurs canter off, their tails switching in agitation.
"Well! *That* was interesting!" muses the town crier, who then turns to Flat-top with a grin. "Are you always this charming, or do you have minotaur blood in you..?" She winks and then begins to lead the group towards the Temple again.
Journey to the Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Thursday October 5th, 2000 6:45:54 AM
The young crier shrugs.
"I do my duty to the Soul of Imod," he says, "I don't ask questions like some Silly Centaur..." He looks about, then adds in a whisper: "...my friend Jonces says that this is all some kind of plot hatched by the Centaurs, you know...but *I* think that Imod will kick their tails for presuming to influence Minotaurs!"
Wharf at Wemic Isle (DM Donna) Thursday October 5th, 2000 7:13:05 AM
Parsons nods to Zeoll, smirking a bit.
"Well met, Zeoll," he says in Wemic, "I am honored to have the services of your clan. The man I've assigned to aid you is Bucko...he is to show you to your quarters."
"C'mon, fur--" Bucko starts to say, then cuts himself off. "C'mon...this way."
Zeoll is led belowdecks to a cramped area that sports four hammocks and four footlockers.
"This is where ye'll be staying, if'n ye choose." Bucko says in Common, adding in a mutter: "It's here or th'deck--and I HATES the smell of wet fur!"
Zeoll (Belowdecks) Thursday October 5th, 2000 8:08:30 AM
Zeoll hung his backpack on a peg and set his shield on the floor under it, leaning against the floor.
"Thanks," he said to Bucko in accented common. "It's tight down herre -- I might be betterr off on deck. But how can I help you? I want to do my sharre of the worrk."
The Liontaur smiled at Bucko in what he hoped the two-legger would take as a friendly fashion.
Flat-top-(Clearspring Temple) Thursday October 5th, 2000 11:00:14 AM
"As you wish Grandam, I just want to see you safe." Then winks at the others, LOOKs down at the grandson snorting colt. "Graaaahhh! YES I'm part minotaur." then Flat-top stomp a hoof on the ground. Turning to the others, and says " He'll make a fine soldier some day."
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Thursday October 5th, 2000 12:19:57 PM
Kenisha had to clench her teeth together as Flat-top played the age old game of "Mighty Minotaur" with the young colt. She wanted to chide the grandam and the crier as well for their berating of the minotaurs. *Now I understand why Minisha rarely speaks to other centaurs.* she mused silently to herself.
But she held her tongue. In the case of the grandam, it was due to respect of her age. For the other two it was purely out of a desire to get to the temple without further delay. That and if her unpopular beliefs were aired, she might not be allowed to go on the quest.
Thiel (sanctuary) Thursday October 5th, 2000 9:05:01 PM
Thiel smiles at the young crier. "I would hope that you are not led by the nose ring as easily as your friend.It is always easy to blame the centaurs. It may be a plot set closer to home. wars have ben waged over missconceptions and rumor in the past and will be again in the future. Believe me young bull one does not need centaurs to create fear and mistrust. there is plenty of that and to spare already these days. listen less to your fears and imbrace Imod. He will see us through all.
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 6th, 2000 12:24:19 AM
Holleb smirks and rolls his eyes at the young colt's show of aggression, but holds himself in check, out of respect for the grandam's age, and marking the young one's arrogance as being due to the stupidity of youth.. although he can never remember being so impudant as a child. At this thought, he merely shrugs his broad shoulders and turns his attention back to walking, his feathered spear held in one hand, the shaft resting on his shoulder, holding back the temptation to snort at the mention of being a soldier, bringing back all his memories.. memories that he would rather have stayed forgotten and unthought about as he travels with the group....
Kale(santuary) Friday October 6th, 2000 1:08:22 AM
hearing Thiel's comments, Kale shakes his head and continues on toward the santuary
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Friday October 6th, 2000 7:52:28 AM
The big hulk smiles at the young one's comment. Turning to Thiel. "Well we certainly make a fine crew. A Voice, a Sword and something in between."
He turns pensive for a moment. "Do you believe in omens? I have the strangest feeling. LIke my life at to lead to this point. As it happens I suddenly find myself at a point where Questing and leaving here could be done without difficulty. But Imod works in strange ways."
On the Way to Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Friday October 6th, 2000 7:55:57 AM
Flat-top's bravado is sufficient to cause the two other centaurs to hurry away as fast as their hooves can carry them.
The female crier continues to trot towards the location of Clearspring Temple, nodding greetings to the occasional passerby as she leads on.
Journey to the Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Friday October 6th, 2000 8:09:55 AM
"I'm Koshua," the youth introduces himself somewhat shyly to all, but is clearly concentrating on the good-looking Paladin of your group, "I am an initiate of Hesparus, the High Priest of the Sanctuary of the Soul. He's *always* saying that Imod works in mysterious ways, too."
It's clear to see that young Koshua has taken to Mordengast as the crier leads you all towards the Sanctuary.
Aboard the Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Friday October 6th, 2000 8:27:44 AM
Bucko's expression leaves Zeoll no doubt that the half-elf did NOT expect the wemic to understand his speech. Now that he's been made aware of his ignorance, the sailor's face grows dark.
"You can help me by stayin' out of my way for the rest of the voyage...prrrriest!" The last word is sneered, the rolling of the "R" obviously intended to be an insult.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Friday October 6th, 2000 9:17:17 AM
Zeoll shrugged and bent to pick up his pack and shield. "Probably not wise to leave my belongings unguarded," he thought to himself.
Then he turned, still without saying a word to Bucko, and went abovedecks. The liontaur felt too confined in the dim hold, and he felt that he was in clear danger of a concussion -- the ceiling was clearly not meant for folk standing seven feel tall.
Thiel (sanctuary) Friday October 6th, 2000 9:58:49 AM
Thiel finds Modangasts comment uproariously funny.while laughing and cluthing his side thiel says "Thats... all fine with me but...but I think you will find it hard to get our friend Kale here to accept...to accept the the position of voice."
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 6th, 2000 11:47:20 AM
Flat-top watches the both of them trot down the road. Then turns to Kenisha and Holleb saying,"Crier! lets go on with the Quest, to where ever it leads us." Then trots along behind the Crier.
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 6th, 2000 1:02:16 PM
Kenisha ignores Flat-top and keeps on trotting behind the crier. She calmed herself by humming a little sea tune. She didn't dare sing the words that went along with it. Not that there was anything wrong with them, but she had never really liked how it translated into Centaur and to sing it in it's native language would definitely get her in trouble.
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 6th, 2000 6:03:48 PM
Holleb walks, listening a little to Kenisha's humming... knowing he's heard the tune before.. but he just CAN'T place his finger on where.. and just glancing at her tells him that he really, REALLY shouldn't ask.. well.. at least not in front of those who might disagree with his viewpoints, not wanting to cause an arguement within the group.. 'well.. at least not yet anyways...' me muses silently to himself, smiling softly, knowing that they must all be in for something big as they follow the crier, hooves clip-clopping down the cobblestoned road... staying silent for the most part, merely nodding to the passersby.
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Sunday October 8th, 2000 11:44:20 PM
The minotaur looks at the crier. "Really? I met him once you know. When they have us presented to the order there's usually some husle and busle and we end up with a father confessor of sort for a chat. I think he was mine. Has a habit of scratching an ear and knows some goiod jokes (and a lot of bad ones). That High Priest Hesparus?
Clearspring Temple in Fort Stag (DM Donna) Monday October 9th, 2000 6:18:53 AM
Soon you all see the massive tree that houses the Clearspring Temple of Fort Stag. The mighty whishtal towers a good 300 yards into the sky, its trunk about 200 feet around. The sense of timelessness hangs heavy in the air, even as the groups of butterflies, hummingbirds and other colorful winged creatures that flit here and there about the rough-barked structure paradoxically lend the temple a bright, fresh appearance at the same time.
"Follow..." the town crier says, breaking into a determined gallop and leading the way to the huge hollow that is the entrance to this temple of Domi. As she slows to a stop in front of the soaring, naturally-wrought archway, a pair of large, husky centaurs present large spears.
"Halt--who would enter the Clearspring Temple?" one of them--a palomino--intones in a deep voice.
"I bring the Questors, guardian." the crier responds.
"Advance and announce yourselves." the other guardian--brown with one white sock on his left hind foot--orders. Both guardians hold their spears at the ready.
Sanctuary of the Soul at Fort Beast (DM Donna) Monday October 9th, 2000 6:35:35 AM
Koshua thinks for a moment.
"That sounds like High Priest Hesparus, Questor," the youth agrees, nodding, "Though he hasn't been in a joking mood of late." Before anyone can ask about this comment, the bend in the road takes you to the gates of the lavishly-built ironstone temple dedicated to the glory of Imod.
The Sanctuary of the Soul is a building about 200 feet square and about five stories high. Built of ironstone that took one hundred years to fashion into the edifice, it houses those who pass the kalebs of initiation into the clerical circle of minotaur life. The building is adorned with life-sized scenes of battle carved below and above the rectangular windows set symmetrically along its sides.
Koshua leads you to the wide steps at the front of the ancient building and bows deeply before the pair of paladins that flank the 20-foot-high double doors.
"Initiate Koshua, bringing the Questors commanded by High Priest Hesparus to appear here." the town crier says. The paladin guards exchange glances and one of them nods to the calf.
"You may enter, Initiate Koshua," he says, "As may the Questors who advance and give their name." Both of the guards wear heavy breastplates and have the standard two-handed axes in their hands, which they have hefted up and are holding at chest height as they look at you.
The Merry Mermaid at Sea (DM Donna) Monday October 9th, 2000 6:45:28 AM
Zeoll hears the dark muttering of the half-elf behind him as he goes back to the deck, where the sails have now been unfurled and the crew is hustling smartly in their duties to trim the sails and get the ship underway.
The wind picks up and the sails fill with the power of the moving air. Wemic Island shrinks in the west as the rolling of the waves rocks the ship in its rhythmic embrace. The seabirds call a shrill farewell, although a lone bird, gray but for a single blood-red blaze upon its breast, follows the ship, circling its mainmast as the Merry Mermaid heads implaccably out to sea.
Mordengast (Sanctuary-Fort Beast) Monday October 9th, 2000 10:51:38 AM
Mordengast's heart leaps has he sees the fort come into view. How long has it been since he first came here? A hand of years? More? So much had happened then, before he was sent to the Chiosen compound. But his hearth still sang when he saw the building.
He can't help but frown a little had the youth's comment. The High Priest worried? Now that was not a good sign.
At the challenge from the sentinal he steps forward. Unslinging his axe and holding it one handed by the middle of the shaft, the weapon parallel to the ground and held like a barrier between the two. The traditional "this is my weapon" salute. Then he begins the ceremony.
"Zaah Gerjaht! (ooc: greetings brothers). I am Mordengast, Errant Chosen of Imod and now it appears Questor. I seek entry to the Inner Chambers and the wisdom of the High Priest therein. Do you challenge my right or may I pass?"
Kenisha Monday October 9th, 2000 12:09:55 PM
Kenisha stepped up towards the guards. She raised her hand in greeting before bowing to them. The sunlight gleemed on the white hair on top of the rest of her brown hair. The beads and feathers woven in to her thin braids jangled and swayed with the movement. "I am Kenisha, called to The Quest."
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 9th, 2000 12:32:08 PM
Comming into view is the those Mighty Towers and the rest of the View is so beautiful, he feels so free and at the same time so small. That Flat-top is (for once in his life)speachless. "Follow..."the town crier said. Flat-top follows her in a gallop, all the way to entrance of the Temple of Domi. She stop in front of an archway, There he meets a pair of the biggest centaurs that he has ever seen, and armed with the largest spears. If he was not speachless before, HE is now. "Halt..."said one big Palomino..."I bring the Questors, guardian..."said the Crier...(Guardians these are Guardians, and we were chosen to Quest? Domi must know what she's doing)..."Advance and announce yourself..."said the other Gardian, this one was brown with one white sock on one hind lower leg. Both of these guardians hold their huge spear at the ready...(I better find my vouce in a hurry.) They watch this darkskin,piebald hide,with white hair/main/tail, his eyes were ice-blue,step forward and putting his palm together, and say"My name is Flat-top and I was in the Safety Squad. I had this dream and followed the Town crier here. Now I'm proud to be of service to Domi."
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 9th, 2000 1:16:48 PM
Holleb returns the guardians' challenge with a slight bow and a salute with his spear.. "My name is Holleb, and although I do not worship Domi, I, too, had the visions as the others did.. great things are happening as we speak.. I can feel it...and I am to be a part of them..." Holleb says loudly in greeting, walking between the guards even as he speaks.. his deep brown eyes glancing from side to side, giving away his curiosity at the place, his tail swishing from side to side a bit...
Thiel(sanctuary) Monday October 9th, 2000 1:32:21 PM
Upon hearing that the high priest was worried thiel has a shiver run up his spin. Thiel had seen the hish priest many times during his time as an initiate. He had never met "The Old Bull" in person but he had always been told he was very jovial. Thiel was not very excited about seeing the sanctuary building again.He was never fully accepted here, possibly that was why at the first opportunity,Thiel left the sanctuary.He really only returned when there was something he felt he needed Imod's guidence. or for those rare occasions when there was a need for the entire heart to convene. After Mordangast announced himself.Thiel stepped forward and placed both hands overhis heart, gave a slight nod ,careful not to lose eye contact,and announced himself."I am Thiel initiated fifteen years past and made priest seven years later. I seek the knowledge, wisdom, and courage of his heart. today I also quest in his name. Passage is my right and I repectfully request, that you stand aside.
Zeoll seasick and musing (on the Merry Mermaid) Monday October 9th, 2000 5:16:42 PM
Zeoll tried to laugh as he heaved his guts over the side of the boat, but all he accomplished was to splash vomit on his forepaws. Still, it amused him to contrast the vision of his dream -- a hero sailing from the isle of his birth on a quest for his people's salvation -- with the reality of the acrid stench in his nose.
"The high shamans say Tomi first brings low those he later elevates," Zeoll thought to himself, "so as low as I am now, He must have great heights in mind for me!"
Stamping his feet and wiping his mouth on his sleeve, the Liontaur paced back to the huge pile of rope on which he had been sitting. He thought once more about the hell hounds that killed everyone else in his pride, including his parents and the shaman who had been his mentor. His tail lashed.
Having failed to protect his family, Zeoll said to himself, he now had no direction in life, no one to guard. A black time of grief and rage had fallen on him after he returned from a hunting trip to find that ruin and death; shadows still lingered in the recesses of his head.
But he had dreamed his way back to hope and purpose. He forgot his churning stomach, and the curses of the sailor mopping the deck faded as he entered pondered his visions, dreams, and hopes.
"Then may the Wemics be freed." He quoted softly to himself the Voice he had heard.
"Perhaps it was merely a phantasm conjured by my wishful mind," Zeoll mused. But he took odd comfort in remembering his dream as the ship tilted back and forth, carrying him far from his island home.
Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 7:53:44 AM
The guardians to the Temple entrance nod to you as you each present yourselves.
"Questors--enter the Temple of Domi," they tell you, standing aside to allow you into the gigantic tree.
You all step into the spacious entry chamber. The young town crier has disappeared, it seems, for the room is empty save for the naturally-formed bas-relief that adorns the living walls and the four pedestals that hold 2-foot-diameter globes from which emanates the soft, natural light of the thousands of fireflies that appear to be in each.
There is a telltale clip-clop of approaching hooves. Emerging from the wide doorway directly opposite the exit to the outside, you see the filly who'd led you here... and she's accompanied by a broad-chested centaur with a silver-gray coat and black mane and tail. He wears a silver holy symbol around his neck--a large pendant engraved with crossed swords--and looks at you with grave dark eyes.
"I am Hollyhocks, assistant to Winnowill, the High Priestess of Domi," he says. "Follow me, and we shall speak of important matters." He retreats back through the doorway from which he'd emerged.
Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 8:19:51 AM
The guards at the door immediately shoulder their weapons as each of you sounds off.
"Ak'ish annar!" bids one.
"Ak'ish Imod!" adds the other.
Go with honor. Go with Imod. Earnest, formal greetings both. This MUST be a very serious matter.
You enter a long, wide corridor segmented by carved arches into five sections. Each section has the classic scenes of battles carved into each side of the hallway--Imod defeating a legion of demons, Imod besting a horde of centaurs, Imod bearing the Heart of the Beast and presenting it to the very first High Priest of the Temple...
Koshua is at the end of the corridor.
"This way..." the initiate beckons you forward, "...this way to meet Hesparus."
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 8:31:55 AM
"Here...chew on this." a voice behind Zeoll says in Common. You turn and see a very tan human with sun-bleached short-cropped hair--wiry and missing his left ear. He looks to be in his late teenage years. He holds out a trio of leafy sprigs.
"It's Fairy Lace," the lad tells you. "Chewing on it helps t'settle the stomach. Mah Granny tole me that."
He continues to hold out the herbs.
Thiel (sanctuary) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 9:38:06 AM
Thiel follows the young initiate. The gravity of what is going to happen down the corridor begins to set in on Thiel.
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 11:30:37 AM
Kenisha follows behind in contemplative silence. This was the first time she had ever been in here before and she didn't want to do or say anything to offend.
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 12:15:56 PM
Follows Hollyhocks, to the back and through the doorway, quietly.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 1:40:07 PM
Zeoll reached out and took the leaf from the young human.
"Thank you, young frriend," Zeoll answered. "You are most kind to a strrangerr herre. But let me be strrangerr no longerr. I am Zeoll, a prriest of Tomi, herre to serrve on this ship in exchange forr passage."
The Liontaur chews the herbs slowly and thoroughly. Then he bows low. "I am at yourr serrvice," he tells the lad.
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 6:55:19 PM
Holleb follows after Hollyhocks, the only sound escaping him is the sound of his hooves striking the ground... his dark brown eyes searching the area around him as he walks, following his two companions.
Mordengast (Sanctuary) Tuesday October 10th, 2000 11:10:12 PM
Only a raised eyebrow shows Mordengast's surprise at the greetings. Truly things ARE of great import.
With determination, the young questor steps forward (after putting his axe away of course). Time to meet the priest.
Center of the Sanctuary (DM Donna) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 6:54:29 AM
Incense hangs heavy in the central chamber, which is about 25 feet in diameter and carved into a round shape. The bas-relief here is painstakingly detailed and even painted in realistic colors, and--as in the corridor--depicts the victories of Imod and those inspired by him.
Opposite the entrance into this rotunda is a dais, upon which stand two figures. One is a bull whose gray-dappled dark brown head and slightly-striated horns indicate his extreme age. The other is a heifer with cream and russet coloring and the usual hornbobs atop her smaller set of horns. Both wear the robes of the Soul of Imod.
"Advance, questors," the female bids in a voice that is gentle yet irresistible, "Come pay homage to Imod's representative on Wold, the High Priest Hesparus." She bows as she speaks the male's name and steps to one side.
As you approach, you see that--as old as Hesparus must be--his obsidian eyes shine with inner strength and wisdom. Clearly this old bull has a good score of years left to him unless he is blessed by Imod to be struck down in battle.
"B'Imod annar." the High Priest bids as you all come before him, nodding his head and causing the large silver holy symbol worn about his neck to swing from the braided chain it is suspended by. By the honor of Imod.
Heart of the Temple (DM Donna) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 7:08:54 AM
Hollyhocks leads the way into a chamber whose size and shape instantly remind all who enter of how a little carver-beetle must feel after boring into the interior of a large pumpkin!
The chamber is a good 75 feet around--laterally as well as vertically! The vast room has bas-relief scenes of Domi's greatest battles and those struggles of the various heroes who've been recorded in legend as being Domi's chosen. The three-dimensional tableaus almost pulse with a life of their own, the shadings of the wood are just SO realistic.
Opposite the archway through which you've entered is a dais topped by a thick, curved bower of ivy and trailing flowers. The bower frames a female centaur clutching a gnarled ironwood staff and wearing a silver holy symbol of Domi.
"Hail, Winnowill--" Hollyhocks calls, "--I bring the questors!"
"Welcome, children of Domi," the High Priestess greets affectionately, smiling, "Welcome to the Clearspring Temple!" As you advance, you see that her smile--for all its genuine warmth--doesn't completely hide the appearance that the middle-aged palomino is a bit worried about something.
"...and you all would be..?" prompts Winnowill, her chocolate brown eyes looking from one face to another.
Aboard the Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 7:19:37 AM
The blond boy gapes at Zeoll.
"Goldang it!" he breathes. "Ya shore talk purdy!" Then, recovering, the young sailor grins self-consciously, holding out a hand in greeting.
"Sorry--Ah lets mah lips flap afore Ah lets mah brain think!" he admits sheepishly. "Mah name's Elwood, but Cap'n Parsons a-calls me 'Beckn'...tha's a-cuz he says Ah be at his 'beckn call'...onna count as Ah be th'cabin boy." Beckn rolls his sea-green eyes in a droll manner. "Ah thinks its a-cuz th'Cap'n likes 'B' names. He renames ever'one aboard the Merry Mermaid...an' we alls come out with 'B' names." The human pauses, looking over the wemic with curious eyes.
"Ah don' r'collects none o' yore kind takin' t'sea afore..."
Thiel Wednesday October 11th, 2000 9:52:18 AM
Thiel approaches the Dais and kneels on one knee. He places his shield on the floor beside him puts his hands together as if to pray and says, "Bless me highness for my time from here has been long. A summons sent by a dream bids me quest. For what, I am unsure, but it is of paramount import to all minotaurs, of this I am sure. I, Thiel, a humble servant of the great Imod and questor in his name seek guidance from one whom Imod has showered with his grace and approval."
Flat-top - (Clearspring Temple) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 10:54:17 AM
Flat-top steps forward a few paces, then bows (as only a centaur can do)and puts his hands together,"Hail, My name is Flat-top of the Guards, now I had a dream and was brought here to Quest. Bid me, Your Highness, and I your servant. Please tell us what Domi want of us all." Lowering his eyes, but still has his hands together.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 12:20:06 PM
Zeoll smiled at Elwood. "I was taught yourr language by a human barrd who once visited my land -- perrhaps he did not teach me the same dialect that you speak. He also taught me to make music."
"And yes, it is trrue that we liontaurrs seldom leave ourr home. But an omen came to me, and I knew I had to be aboarrd this ship. Wherre is it going, by the way?"
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 1:57:31 PM
Holleb steps forward, his hooves clip clopping on the wooden floor. As he nears the woman, he bows a little, then salutes her with the tip of his feathered lance. "I am Holleb, former soldier and now druid, and I, too, had the dream, and so I followed, awaiting to see my purpose in the great events of the Wold." Holleb's voice is clear and unwavering, not intimidated by any of these surroundings or people....
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Wednesday October 11th, 2000 3:39:43 PM
Before stepping closer to the dais, Mordengast stop at a nearby brazier. There, he appears to warm his hands then makes a gesture as if washing himself with the flames. Those in the know recognized the ritual as a form of purification, letting the flames of valor burn one's sins away. Obviously he does not wish to contaminate the temple or the high priest with an uncleaned aura.
He then steps forward and bows. As a Chosen he'd learned long ago to stand up as a warrior. Although he'd like to join Thiel, the figure on the dais generating that much power. When he speaks it is softly and with respect.
"Hai High One. I am Mordengast the Chosen. I salute you and come seeking your wisdom on a strange dream, and on a call to a quest that only we seemed to have received."
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Thursday October 12th, 2000 1:07:28 AM
Kenisha followed behind Holleb, bowing deeply. When she speaks, her voice is calm and almost melodious. "I am Kenisha, schooled in the ways of magic by my great-aunt, Minisha. I too was called to the Quest."
Kale(santuary) Thursday October 12th, 2000 6:18:22 AM
Kale, lost in his musings and worries, has remained silent. Even when challenged at the gate, the only thing that has escaped his lips was a whisper, stating his name. Once in the old priest's presence, he steps foward, but only a few steps. He bows, but it's clear he's nervous, and scared.
Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Thursday October 12th, 2000 6:42:11 AM
Hesparus inclines his head, ears twitching.
"Clothilde...this one would be..?" he asks his assistant.
"Thiel, master," she replies quickly, "One of the Soul of Imod." The female genuflects by crossing her heart.
"Welcome, Brother Thiel." approves Hesparus. "And what do my old eyes see before me...Morgangash, is that you?" The old cleric's eyes spark with humor as he addresses the paladin of your group.
"Mordengast, as you well know, master!" Clothilde corrects automatically, not having quite the same kind of humor the High Priest possesses.
"Indeed I do, prelate, for was he not one of the brightest and most honorable of our Chosen?" Hesparus says, his amusement at his assistant's stodgy response evident, as is his pride in seeing Mordengast after all this time.
"And here..?" Hesparus turns curious eyes to the silent, red-robed figure who failed to introduce himself when asked.
"The guards tell me this is Kale, master," Clothilde answers, her nostrils flaring a bit in distaste as she adds, "Apparently a member of the Kuo-Toth." It is clear that such a guild does not meet with the younger priestess's approval.
"Ahhhhh..." Hesparus nods sagaciously, then gestures to all of you, "Rise, then, please...tell me what you see behind me...all of you."
"But, master, only the Chosen was to--"
"Prelate!" Hesparus rebukes the female's protest sharply. "I am using the wisdom granted to me by Imod--ALL of them will look and tell me what they see." Clothilde nods acquiescence, bowing her head and remaining silent.
High Priest Hesparus steps to one side, and all of you look to see a round sandtable with pebbles arranged on it in a pattern that reminds you of the symbol for Imod...a pair of swords, crossed. However, there seems to be something not quite right about it--if only you could put your finger on it...
Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Thursday October 12th, 2000 7:23:57 AM
Winnowill's blonde head nods acknowledgement as each of the questors speaks right up. Hollyhocks's tail lashes at the mention of Minisha, but he is silent.
"Domi has chosen well, it appears," the priestess says. "Dedicated followers to support the righteousness of the centaur cause! Your quest will be completed successfully, I'm sure!"
"What of...the omens, mistress?" asks her assistant. "The ones that seem to--" A snort from Winnowill causes the junior priest to subside.
"Tell me, my children," the High Priestess says to you all, "Have you seen anything or heard anything...strange, or not quite normal...on your way here to the temple..?"
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Thursday October 12th, 2000 7:51:14 AM
"We be headin' for the port of--" Beckn begins to tell Zeoll, but the sudden screech of a nearby seabird startles both the young sailor and the wemic he's talking to. You turn your head and see, perched on the ship's rail not five feet away, that gray bird with the red splotch on its chest.
"Heh--loud cuss, ain't he?" Beckn says, then goes on with his original subject. "Anyhoo, we be headin' for Ca--"
"Screeee! Screeeeee!" the bird cries again.
"Shoo! Go 'way!" Beckn waves a hand at the avian, who flies up into the air. The young human frowns. "Ya'd think his mamma'd a-taught him better manners!"
The bird screeches from on high.
"We be going north an' east, preacher," Beckn informs Zeoll, "We be goin' to Castle Violet--" Once more the shrill call of the gray bird sounds from beyond the height of the main mast, "--it be on Min'taur Island."
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) d20=3 Thursday October 12th, 2000 8:50:26 AM
Zeoll put his finger to his lips. "Hush, Elwood, and let the birrd be. It mostly scrreeches when you trry to tell me ourr destination. Perrhaps this is a sign."
The liontaur watched the bird intently for a moment. He pondered the wisdom of casting his Bless spell on it. He wondered about its strange marking.
Flat-top Thursday October 12th, 2000 11:39:21 AM
Thinking about what the High Priestess has ask, he replies, "No, not that I... wait a second... I do remember a Grandam on the road, with vacant eyes saying something about the End Of Wold." Turning to Holleb and Kenisha with a questioning look on his face, asks of them, "did I imagine her?"
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Thursday October 12th, 2000 12:26:42 PM
Kenisha laughs as she replies to Flat-top, "No, my friend, you did not. I remember that when she spoke, her eyes were vacant and yet they seemed to glow at the same time. Then she snapped out of it."
Thiel(sanctuary) d20=10 Thursday October 12th, 2000 12:44:51 PM
Thiel rises from his kneel gathers his sheild and approaches the table. The pebbles seem to make the symbol of Imod. Perhaps there is something extra... more, but on second look maybe something less... missing. Certainly there is something queer about the pebbles and the symbol they form. Thiel turns to the high priest and says, "While I see the oddness of this arrangement highness, perhaps Imod does not wish for me to penetrate its meaning. Perhaps I have only hid the obvious from myself."
Mordengast (Sanctuary of soul) Thursday October 12th, 2000 1:33:24 PM
The bulky figure looks at the table. And looks. And keeps looking. Finally with a loud sigh he turns to the priest.
"Well I might love puzzle for the mind but this puzzle for the eye mistifies me. Or its so obvious I can't place it. My apologies."
Kale(santuary) d20=7 Thursday October 12th, 2000 6:14:16 PM
though hes still scared, especially after Clothilde's comments, he still stares into the sandtable. within moments he catches something out of place(made perception check)
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 13th, 2000 1:34:02 AM
Holleb nods to Kenisha. "Yes.. she was definately real.. and her words seemed to me to be most unnatural... she spoke of the end of the wold.. yet she spoke of it lightly, as if she were discussing which apples were best this year.. most unusual.. and her eyes tell me that she was not entirely.. there... if you take my meaning...." Holleb's eyes roll slightly at the word there', to help illustrate his point.. his voice a bit gruff, but respectful.
The Dream Interpreted {Sanctuary of the Soul} (DM Donna) Friday October 13th, 2000 6:27:08 AM
Both Thiel and Kale realize that the pebbles laid out on the surface of the sand in not quite the right way: first of all, the crossed swords of Imod are broken, and, secondly, the circle that encloses and highlights the image of the crossed weapons is, itself, depicted in several disjointed lines rather than being its customary unbroken, eternal circle.
All of these things Clothilde points out in a low, urgent tone, adding:
"...This sandtable is never disturbed, as it is a meditation display. The guards have never reported anyone touching it--yet for the last three mornings, the pebbles have been rearranged thus whenever the Master has come for his morning prayers."
(OOC: everyone make a Wisdom check with a -2 penalty.)
"Clearly Imod is trying to warn us of something," Hesparus says, frowning, "Though I have no real idea of what it may be." The old bull shakes his head. "No matter--there is something else which commands our attention...something that only you can do, as only you--of all our people--where chosen of Imod for the task." The elderly cleric looks about and moves over to the carved, throne-like chair that occupies the dais and sits in it, as Clothilde leaves the dais and the chamber. The High Priest looks at the party with a particularly grim expression on his face.
"By now you know that everyone on this island has dreamed the same dream." he says gravely. "I am here to tell you that the vision in the dream has begun to come true--the fishermen of the town have all returned, reporting the emergence of a new island in the very middle of Safety Channel...one complete with fully-grown trees and animals on it--some even claimed to see a giant insect of some sort capture a deer at the edge of its jungle...but that doesn't matter. What DOES matter is THIS..." The High Priest draws in a shaky but determined breath before continuing:
"All our people had the very same dream--" he says, "--except for you...and me. My dream ended with Imod commanding me to gather the chosen questors together and to give them...our most precious artifact." Here Clothilde, returned from whence she'd gone--presents a box for your inspection--it appears to be a clear glass box, and within it is the Heart of the Beast. You all gasp, for this is THE most precious possession in your entire culture--the only thing in the Wold that matters more than even Blue Wine!
"You are to take this to the new isle, questors--there you will find the other half of the Heart. You are charged with reuniting the two halves, that the Heart may be whole once more. There is a ship awaiting your departure upon the turn of the tide--which is within the hour. You have enough time to browse through the equipment assembled at the other end of this chamber and to choose those items you deem necessary for such an expedition." With this, the High Priest nods towards the area in question.
"If you have any questions of me, ask them quickly. You must equip and go. Clothilde will choose the person to be the one charged with the honor of bearing the box with the Heart in it."
The Dream Interpreted {Clearspring Temple} (DM Donna) Friday October 13th, 2000 6:39:16 AM
Winnowill and Hollyhocks exchange glances at the sound of this news.
"Obviously a portent of some kind," Hollyhocks insists, nervously flicking his tail, "Though Domi only knows if it is to be taken literally or not." The superior cleric nods, frowning a bit, then pointedly waves a hand towards a side exit. As Hollyhocks goes towards that door, Winnowill looks at the party with a particularly grim expression on her face.
"By now you know that everyone on this island has dreamed the same dream." she says gravely. "I am here to tell you that the vision in the dream has begun to come true--the fishermen of the town have all returned, reporting the emergence of a new island in the very middle of Safety Channel...one complete with fully-grown trees and animals on it--some even claimed to see a giant insect of some sort capture a deer at the edge of its jungle...but that doesn't matter. What DOES matter is THIS..." The High Priestess draws in a shaky but determined breath before continuing:
"All our people had the very same dream--" she says, "--except for you...and me. My dream ended with Domi commanding me to gather the chosen questors together and to give them...our most precious artifact." Here the returning Hollyhocks presents a box for your inspection--it appears to be a clear glass box, and within it is the Heart of the Stag. You all gasp, for this is THE most precious possession in your entire culture--the only thing in the Wold that matters more than even Blue Wine!
"You are to take this to the new isle, questors--there you will find the other half of the Heart. You are charged with reuniting the two halves, that the Heart may be whole once more. There is a ship awaiting your departure upon the turn of the tide--which is within the hour. You have enough time to browse through the equipment assembled at the other end of this chamber and to choose those items you deem necessary for such an expedition." With this, Winnowill indicates the area just behind her, beyond the bower.
"If you have any questions of me, ask them quickly. You must equip and go. Hollyhocks shall determine who is to be charged with the honor of bearing the box with the Heart in it."
Another Omen..? {The Merry Mermaid} (DM Donna) Friday October 13th, 2000 6:54:54 AM
Zeoll knows that he lacks the experience to attempt interpreting casual omens, and yet the appearance of this bird, at this time, and its well-timed screeing during Beckn's speech leads the neophyte priest to one inescapable conclusion:
The dream that motivated him to take this voyage featured a figure with a bloody hole in the middle of his chest--the same area on the gray bird that was marked by its crimson feathers. The bird's screeches objected to Beckn's statement of the ship's destination, so this meant that--regardless of where the Merry Mermaid took port, Zeoll's destination was NOT going to be Castle Violet.
"YOU!" the snarl of Bucko interrupted the wemic's reverie. "Cap'n says yer butt is supposed to get to the galley now--breakfast needs blessin'!" The half-elf almost spits the words at Zeoll, then Bucko's baleful eyes turn Beckn's way. "And YOU are s'pposed to be waitin' on the Cap'n now, too--so haul away, b'fore I have ya keelhauled for loitering!"
"Aye, sir." the cabin boy responds flatly, then prods Zeoll gently. "Ah c'n show ya to the galley. Follow me." The lanky lad scampers towards the hatchway that leads belowdecks.
Zeoll works and Prays (Merry Mermaid) Friday October 13th, 2000 7:40:43 AM
Zeoll followed Elwood to the galley, making a conscious effort to push the omen away from the front of his mind for now. He entered the galley, adding to its crowdedness considerably.
The liontaur cast his Bless spell as directed, invoking the power of Tomi with greater feeling in his heart than usual. He was glad he had not cast the spell on the bird. No doubt it had already been blessed by noble Tomi, in spades.
But after the prayer, Zeoll couldn't help but ponder the omen again. If the sea bird was the figure on the dream, and in his dream the figure stood on the new island, and the bird did not want him to go to Castle Violet, then it made sense that maybe it wanted him to go to the new island. Perhaps the bird would lead him there. Or if the bird did not appear again, perhaps he should talk with the captain about landing him on this new island.
Zeoll resolved to speak of it to the captain as soon as possible. In the meantime, he prayed silently for guidance.
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Friday October 13th, 2000 10:25:14 AM
Flat-top, after hearing the interpretation of the Dream and about this island (with monsters). " Please choose Kenisha or Holleb, for I am a fighter and to rough to handle such a delicate glass box. But I will defend that Carrier Centaur to the death of me." Then to Holleb he wispers,"I wonder what Domi has in mind? We better equipped ourselves well." Flat-top approaches the Table.
Thiel(sanctuary) d20=2 Friday October 13th, 2000 11:42:50 AM
ThielFeels sure that the pebbles have ben moved by "someone" and feels no omen or message from the sand table.Thiel is also absolutly petrified of the heart he has never even seen the real talisman itself muchless been in aposition to hold it. To be placed as one of its protectors is a dream in the mind of every firs year initiate but one none ever really expects to be fulfilled. to hear the high priest say that they would be carrying the heart to the new island almost drops Thiel to his knees in astonishment. Thiel must ask " Are you sure highness? Surely we can go and retrieve the other half and bring it here to be reunited. Such a talisman out for anyone to possibly have access. not to mention there are certainly to be others with interest in the new isle. And some with not the same intentions as ours. I do not question your wisdom sire but I feel three is not a true vangaurd for something of such importants as the heart of Imod. Thiel thinking he has gone as far as he might in the face of his superior quiets himself and turns and heads for the table with the offerd equipment. He then stops and turns to the high priest and asks "Highness i know Ihave asked many things in one breath but if you would allow me one last. This new isle does it have a name?"
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) d20=4 Friday October 13th, 2000 12:28:58 PM
For Mordengast this is a day of wonder. Looking at the symbol, now that's it been pointed out to him, he can see the difference. He is so busy observing it that he almost fails to follow the others to the chair. What follows however shakes him to the core. An island? Insects? Batlle?!?!
When the Heart is brought how however, AND the revelation on what is going to happen to it he almost feels the weight of the world on him. A small impish part of him can't help but think : Imod. What will change color now?::
He looks at the people and his ears are moving constantly, a sure sign of agitation. "Great One I see the need if such is Imod's Will but surely there must be better than us (apologestic look at the others) to carry this out. I mean this something to precious to leave in our hands. Must you?"
The look given by the priest is clear enough. With a sigh he looks at the others. "I humbly request that one of you bear this honor. I am not worthy of carrying it and would fare better defending the Bearer with my life. My own sins should not be thrust upon it."
Then he looks at the priest. "High one? I just realized something. Its about the symbol..."
Holleb (Clearspring temple) Friday October 13th, 2000 1:55:35 PM
Holleb looks from side to side for a moment, taking in their mission, then silently clip clopps to the table, looking at the equipment on it, concidering what to take, muttering under his breath, "as I thought... this IS going to be hard.... it sounds too simple.. but gods know it won't be.." He finds himself both hoping that he is charged with the precious object.. yet he also finds himself thinking that he is not worthy of the honor... so he says nothing on the subject, and just keeps looking over the objects on the table.
Kale(santuary) d20=16 Friday October 13th, 2000 6:15:43 PM
(missed wisdome check) what have I gotten myself into, Kale thinks to himself. wanting to be anywhere else in the world but here, Kale none the less moves forward to get a closer look at the fabled heart
Kenisha (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 16th, 2000 12:39:08 AM
Kenisha remained silent after the others had spoken. But to herself she thought, 'To reunite the two halves. This truely is what Minisha has been waiting for all these years.' She sent a silent prayer for their success then moves to look at what was on the table.
Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Monday October 16th, 2000 7:15:03 AM
Both Thiel and Mordengast immediately grasp the meaning of the altered design on the sand table: some great--possibly catastrophic!-- event will involve not only Domi and/or his followers, but (as suggested by the broken circle surrounding the damaged swords) perhaps the entire Wold! Could it be that this mission is far more important than even the questors are guessing..?
"My dear children of Imod," Hesparus says firmly, "I have had a good seven-score and eleven years to develop the skill to interpret signs, omens and dreams...Imod wills that you three--and you three ALONE--bear the Heart of the Beast forth to this unnamed new island and discover how to reunite our half with the other. We must trust in Imod's wisdom."
"Come--you must choose which of these items you will have." Clothilde says, leading the way to the heavy oak table that has six items on it.
"You may each take a potion," the prelate tells you, "They are healing draughts made by my own hand. But you must decide amongst yourselves which of you will benefit from the remaining three choices..." Clothilde puts the glass box down and points to each item as she explains:
"This golden token is to be presented to the temple armory--it entitles the bearer to have his weapon of choice replaced with one that is enchanted for better accuracy and heavier damage in battle.
"This iron nosering provides a small measure of magical protection when worn.
"This large kite shield is also enchanted to endow its bearer better defensive capability than normal." Here the heifer turns to face you, adding sternly:
"Choose well and choose quickly, questors--these gifts are a result of hastily-provided donations by the children of Imod, and your ship leaves within the hour!"
Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Monday October 16th, 2000 7:32:20 AM
"I made the rounds personally when Winnowill revealed to me her interpretation of her dream," Hollyhocks tells you as he goes over to the living shelf that houses the equipment that you will be choosing from, "I gathered monetary offerings from everyone in the immediate area--as well as a VERY generous donation from the weaponsmith down the trail a bit--and we were able to procure these things to aid you in your quest:
"The weaponsmith has offered to give one of you your choice in his stock of magic weapons--you may be needing that edge when you get to that new island. Just return this signet ring to him and he'll trade you the magic weapon for your normal one.
"I was also able to purchase this nice round shield from an armorer--it's supposed to be magic, too.
"And then there's this ring--" the temple assistant points to the silver ring with the small round malachite stone set in it, "--it's supposed to protect you...at least, that's what the merchant who removed it from her own finger assured me." The dark-maned priest turns to you.
"You will each get a flask of Blue Wine decanted just last night in the temple's holy ceremonies," Hollyhocks says, "They will heal whatever wounds you sustain when you drink them. Now, hurry--make your choices, because there's no time to waste!" The centaur prances in place a bit, anxious for you to start your quest.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Monday October 16th, 2000 7:59:40 AM
"Thank ye, Blesser!" Captain Parsons speaks his appreciation out loud after Zeoll performs his contracted duty. "Now, the rest of you lubbers eat your fill an' get back to work!" The Captain then leaves the mess with Beckn in tow.
"Blesser, eh?" a rotund human near the Wemic chortles. "Parsons likes ye, priest, to give ye a name already!" He takes a deep drink of the tankard he has in one hand then belches, adding: "By th' way, I'm Blimpy, though the gods only know why!" This generates raucous laughter from all around.
"Well, the gods only know why we have to tolerate freaks aboard the ship!" growls Bucko, whose statement cuts the laughter short.
"Ye be callin' me a freak, halfbreed???" roars Blimpy, standing up with a speed that belies his bulk. Another human--tall and, amazingly, female--stands and makes herself heard.
"Belay that, navigator!" she yells in a commanding voice. "The Cap'n don't tolerate fighting amongst the ranks! Besides...we all know that Bucko's name should be 'Blowhard', instead." This draws even more laughter than before, and the half-elf's face grows dark. His venomous glance at Zeoll leaves the wemic with no doubt that Bucko clearly blames the priest for his own embarassment.
"Aye, aye, Brand." Blimpy says, grinning. As he sits down, he turns to Zeoll and adds apologetically: "Sorry, there, priest--sometimes I let my temper get the better of me."
"As well as your appetite, eh, Blimpy?" somebody else calls out. Everyone--including Blimpy--laughs again.
"Beats being skinny enough for a trade wind t' blow ye away, Beanpole!" retorts the navigator.
"So, priest--" the female crewmember called Brand addresses Zeoll directly, "--how are you finding your journey so far?"
Thiel(sanctuary) Monday October 16th, 2000 9:16:18 AM
Thiel turns to his companions and says, "All of these are fine weapons and I would be happy to carry any into battle. I feel that we shall learn to trust one another in time and we will need each others' strengths this adventure. I chose the shield. If either of you wishes the shield for himself you need only say so.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Monday October 16th, 2000 9:25:59 AM
Zeoll bows to the tall woman and the assembled crew members. "I am still getting used to the motion of the boat on the waterr, so please, enjoy yourr meal, and forrgive me forr not joining you today!" The Liontaur smiles broadly.
"But yourr warrm welcome gladdens my hearrt and makes me forrget the churning of waves and stomach," Zeoll continues, "so thanks to you all."
"I am Zeoll, Student to Shaman Frrith, Warrriorr to Prride Nonowla, and Son to Clan Aene," Zeoll continues in his thickly accented Common. "Although I underrstand that the custom on boarrd herre is to adopt use-names bestowed by the Captain. By any name, I am pleased to be at yourr serrvice."
"I know alrready Beckn and Bucko, Blimpy the Navigatorr, Brrand, and Beanpole." He nods to each in turn. "And I look forrward to getting to know you all."
"How long will ourr jourrney be to the Taurr Isles?"
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 16th, 2000 3:23:04 PM
Flat-top watches the items the says,"I would like to see Kenisha take the ring, with it she'll be stronger and cutting down on damages. As for the shield and your lance,Holleb, you would make a mighty FOE, As for me... I'm an up close fighter, the sword would be a weapon of choise. What do you say to this one plan? Kenisha ? Holleb ?" Waiting for a better suggestion.
Kale(santuary) d20=18 Monday October 16th, 2000 6:46:11 PM
"Ill take the ring. I do use a shield, but that one is too big for me." Kale says as he walks over to the box and picks up the ring. he holds it to his eyes and examines it carefully(misses appraising check)
Mordengast (sanctuary of soul) Monday October 16th, 2000 8:51:16 PM
The Chosen manages to looks completely downcast at the High Priests remonstration. His ears are downcast and he looks much like a scolded child.
"Yes High One. I meant no offense on your abilities or any lack of faith. It's just that… well.. you know… If I'd studied to be an apprentice merchant I think I'd feel the same way if I was given the keys to the kingdom's vault my first day on the job. Like someone is pulling a HUGE joke."
He nevertheless makes his way to the table. Listening to the instructions and the choices made he looks at the other two. "Well I am Kayled trained with the axe and I need two hands for that. How about I take the weapon? My armour is good enough and that way you have the shield and the ring can goes to the other. That way everyone uses the item most efficiently. The wepons to the fighters and the protection to the spellcaster. Who should by the same token carry the Heart."
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Monday October 16th, 2000 9:36:44 PM
Holleb looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods silently to Flat-Top, speaking, "..that sounds like a good idea, Flat top... being a lancer, a sheild sounds appropriate for me.. and Kenisha using the ring seems like a good enough idea.." .. His eyes look over at Kenisha, as if awaiting her approval.. or possibly a better idea....
Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) d20=12 Tuesday October 17th, 2000 7:29:20 AM
Kale notices nothing especially fancy about the ring--it seems to be a plain ol' nosering like any other.
Clothilde fairly beams at the paladin when he speaks his wisdom, quite obviously charmed by his attitude and words.
"I know who will be honored with bearing the box, Chosen..." she says in a silky voice that warrants a polite cough from Hesparus, who is otherwise silent, for all that his dark eyes dance with amusement. The prelate visibly schools herself into a more serious expression.
"Yes, well, er, ummm...the box, then..." Chlothilde goes on in a rushed tone, picking up the box and stepping over to...
"Brother Thiel, guard this with your life, honor and soul!" she charges the warrior priest, holding out the box to him.
Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 7:36:25 AM
Hollyhocks nods as all the details are worked out amongst the party members.
"Very good! Nicely justified--" he says, picking up the box with the Heart of the Stag in it and going over to Holleb, "--you are the one who is to bear the artifact, Holleb...guard it with all that you are and ever hope to be!" With these words, Hollyhocks thrusts the precious container towards the other centaur.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 7:49:54 AM
"Hmmm, well..." Brand muses, calculating, "...we'll put into Castle Violet tomorrow afternoon, I reckon--isn't that so, Blimpy?"
"Aye, ma'am," the navigator nods, then gulps down his drink, lurching to his feet, "I'd best be relievin' Boyd of the wheel, though, so's he can stuff h'mself. Nice t'meetcha, Blesser!" The roly-poly human nods to Zeoll and bounces away.
"But I saw a wreckbird!" blurts out a young crewmember--a redheaded halfling. "You know what THAT means!" Murmuring and nods and a wave of apprehension follow this announcement.
"A wreckbird???" Bucko echoes. "When? Where?"
" 'Twas circling the ship this morning, it was!" the halfling babbled. "Thought it even *landed* on the railing for a bit, too! Right near Beckn...and Blesser, here..." The murmuring and apprehension goes up a few levels.
"I knew it!" Bucko cries angrily, jumping to his feet. "Bringin' a furface aboard has ALWAYS been bad luck! He'll get us sunk for SURE!" The other crewmembers excitedly and anxiously talk to each other about evil eyes and omens and making sacrifices to appease the gods. Most of them eye Zeoll as they speak.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 9:38:09 AM
The liontaur's eyes widened as he heard the name given his bird of omen. "I MUST speak with the Captain NOW," he exclaimed.
Zeoll turned and left the galley. He brooked no opposition, calling out, "Captain Parrsons! Captain Parrsons!"
It is difficult for two legged folk to halt a liontaur in full roar. When Zeoll found the captain, he launched into an excited speech.
"Captain, forrgive my urrgency, but I must speak with you now," the liontaur said.
Then, (either where he found him or in privacy) Zeoll told Captain Parsons about his dream and vision. And he told him about the wreckbird with the strange marking and the way it interrupted Beckn whenever Beckn tried to tell Zeoll the ship's destination. And the liontaur told the human about his intuition that this was an omen, and that if there were now a new island between those of the centaurs and minotaurs, that it was Zeoll's duty to go there.
"I fearr forr yourr ship, Captain. I do not want fate to wrreck yourr boat just to deliverr me to my fated destination. So I beg you to veerr slightly frrom yourr courrse. See if therre is a new island, as I foretell. If so, land me alone on that island and then go on your way."
"I deeply apologise forr the distrraction this causes you. But it was not my intent to trrouble yourr voyage."
Zeoll looks somewhat abashed after his outburst, and he waits patiently for the Captain's response.
Flat-top (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 11:03:11 AM
Flat-top stands there with head bowed. As Hollyhocks slow walks around them. Flat-top keep praying that he would not be the one chosen,anybody be him. When Flat-top hears that Hollyhocks is giving Holleb the Heart of the Stag,or is he? It's going to be...? Flat-top lets out a sigh of releif,it's not Him (Flat-top) then leting out a pray to the Goddess*Yes, you have chosen well. Now we are ready to do your will.*
Thiel( sanctuary) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 9:40:15 PM
Thiel is truly in awe his hands shake and his breath comes in short repetition. He holds the box as if it will break or at any moment strike him dead.he quickly hidesthe box deep in his backpack inside and empty sack.Thiel then falls to hes knees and as if talking to the cieling he exclaims "GREAT IMOD, I WILL NOT FAIL YOU. I AM YOURS AS BEFORE AND FOREVER. MY LIFE BEFORE DISHONOR." Thiel rises from his knees and says to Hesperus "Thank you for all your help this day. Our charge is great and we are few. but I ... "Thiel looks to his companions and then says " We will not be turned from our purpose." Thiel then asks Mordengast and Kale " Where to now my new found friends? The glory of Imod awaits."
Holleb (Clearspring Temple) Tuesday October 17th, 2000 11:12:09 PM
Holleb bows and extends both hands to gently take the precious relic from the hands of Hollyhocks, his hands shaking a little, barely noticable. He speaks in a low, humble voice, "I am honored to be chosen to carry out such an important task.. I shall guard it with my very life." And with that, he carefully, oh so gently wraps the glass container in a woolen towel, then slips it into his saddlebag for safekeeping, again bowing low, his arm holding his spear sweeping before him as he does so, and after he rises, he backs away a few steps.
Kenisha (Clreaspring Temple) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 2:16:08 AM
Kenisha gives Holleb an encouraging smile and nod as she takes up the ring. Putting it on her finger she studies it for a moment.
Sanctuary of the Soul (DM Donna) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 6:21:03 AM
Clothilde smiles a rather smug smile and nods to the properly-humble Thiel.
"Take up your token, then, Mordengast," she bids the paladin, picking up the magic shield and giving it to Thiel, "I will show you to the armory where you may trade in your weapon of choice."
The prelate takes you out of the main chamber, down another hall and down a flight of three steps. After turning into another corridor, Chlothilde continues down the well-lit passage to where it ends with a wall-to-wall carved marble counter about four and a half feet up off the ground. The opening above the counter is also wall-to-wall, runs from the height of the counter to the ceiling twelve feet above--and is covered by heavy iron grillwork.
"Bovin Weaponsmith!" she calls out. "We are here with a sanctioned token. The servants of Imod need you now."
"B'Imod annar." comes the reply in a deep voice--far deeper than that of Hesparus, even. Into your view stomps a burly, well-muscled bull barely the height of Clothilde, but whose bulk immediately lets you know that he is the smith dedicated to this temple of the god of battle and courage. "Show me the token, that I may admit the worthy into the treasure room of the Soul of Imod."
Clearspring Temple (DM Donna) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 6:36:45 AM
Hollyhocks beams with approval at Holleb's humility.
"Come, now, I will show you to the blacksmith who so generously donated his goods to the service of Domi!" the temple assistant offers, prancing a bit as he leads the way out of the temple. "We must get you armed and on your way to that new island before--" Here the druid stops speaking, ostensibly to greet some of the faithful as they salute the passing party.
"Here it is..!" Hollyhocks canters up to a large tree with spreading arms and a lush green canopy--a chesnut, old and dignified for all that it lacks the gigantic stature of the towering whishtals that dot Fort Stag.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! The unmistakeable sound of metal being tempered rings through the air, and you see a heavily-muscled centaur pounding the living daylights out of what looks to be the barely-formed blade of a greatsword. The male--a chestnut himself--turns and plunges the metal back into the heart of a large, oven-like structure beside the trunk of the tree, while a pair of very young centaurs (obviously apprentices) stoke the fire and tend the bellows.
"Cant Smithson!" Hollyhocks greets the blacksmith. "I have brought the person who has your signet--please transact your business quickly."
"Aye, aye--the signet, if y'please..?" the smith nods, trotting up to the party and holding out one of his broad hands for the token.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 6:54:05 AM
Zeoll interrupts the captain just as he's finishing up his breakfast. Parsons listens to the intensely earnest priest as he nods and smokes a small white pipe that appears carved from ivory. Beckn remains in the background, listening with wide eyes.
"Hmmm...mmmmmm..." the commander of the merchant vessel nods, contemplating, "...I'm glad to see that you hold the safety of the crew t'heart the way you do. Makes us of a like mind...on that." Here the human clears his throat, inhales deeply of the pipe and lets out a stream of faintly-cherry-scented smoke before continuing.
"I'm not one to believe omens an' dreams, myself, Blesser," Parsons says firmly, "Though I must admit to seein' many a strange occurence in my ten and six years upon the sea. We be on the wrong side of the Taur Isles t'tell whether this new island between the pair...and we have cargo destined for delivery to Castle Violet that I gave my word would be there by the week's end." He shakes his head in refusal of the wemic's request, but then there's a knock on the door.
"Come in." Parsons orders. Into the room steps Brand. "What is it, mate?"
"Bucko's big mouth been stirring up the crew, sir." she tells him flatly. "I quashed most of it, but I thought you ought to know...in case Bucko decides to blame our priest here for anything that goes wrong."
"Aye..." Parsons nods his thanks, "...'tis a sterling good first mate you be, Brand."
"Thank you, sir. May I go?"
"Dismissed, Brand." Parsons waves her away, then turns to Zeoll. "You be dismissed, too, Blesser...and take Beckn with you--I have charts I have to study." With this, the captain sits down and begins to ponder a set of navigational charts he's pulled from a shelf behind him.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 8:46:08 AM
The liontaur's tail drooped somewhat at the captain's gentle dismissal. "Thank you forr hearring me out, Captain," he said.
Turning to leave with the boy and Brand, Zeoll waited until they had left the room. Then he turned to the first mate.
"I apprreciate yourr good wishes, and I am eagerr to be of use. Please put me to worrk in whateverr capacity you see fit." He follows the first mate's orders diligently.
Secretly, however, as the day goes on, Zeoll tries to pinpoint the location of any lifeboats.
Kale(santuary) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 8:56:03 AM
mouthing the word "sucker" to Thiel, but making no sound, Kale once again shakes his head. "I feel like ive been recruited by a press gang." he says quietly to himself
Flat-top Wednesday October 18th, 2000 10:18:51 AM
Flat-top Trots beside Holleb, saying" they pick the right Centaur, and we,Kenisha and I will be right in front of you. Helping you protect that precious heart." They all canter to that large tree, and listens to Cant Smithson.
Thiel(sanctuary) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 10:48:11 AM
The mouthings of Kale have no effect what-so-ever on the feeling that fills Thiel at that moment. He knows that the likes of a... thief hold nothing above material wealth. and as a result would not understand the spiritual. He simply makes the sign of Imod in the air and winks at Kale. as Thiel falls in behind Chlothilde and Mordengast he makes a mental note to watch that one closely. his purpose as of yet has not been revealed and Thiel is sure when Imod calls on him he will... must obey the the will of Imod. Thiel Knows from his time as a street child that trust is earned and he will allow kale to show himself other than someone that can be trusted. Still " To go blind into the forest one is sure to hit a tree." Thiel does not plan on hitting any trees today.
Holleb (Clearspring) Wednesday October 18th, 2000 10:43:50 PM
Holleb nods silently to Flat Top, whispering to him. "Thank you.. but I think the smithy is awaiting you to return his ring...."
Kenisha (Clearspring) Thursday October 19th, 2000 1:06:18 AM
Kenisha nods in agreement. "Yes, I think we should get started."
The Temple Armory (DM Donna) Thursday October 19th, 2000 6:07:13 AM
Clothilde nudges Mordengast.
"Present Bovin with the token and the weapon you wish replaced with the magic one," the prelate tells the paladin, "He will then go and get the magic weapon and give it to you." Then the heifer smiles at Thiel, and, lastly, frowns sternly at Kale. The thief gets the unmistakeable feeling that if Clothilde had her druthers, she would be taking a few of the magic weapons available and severely pummeling him about the head and shoulders with them.
Beneath the Spreading Chestnut Tree (DM Donna) Thursday October 19th, 2000 6:11:31 AM
The village smithy stands, with his hand out, still waiting for the person who wants the magic weapon to give him the signet ring.
"The ring, please--an' the weapon you want me to replace." he says a bit impatiently.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Thursday October 19th, 2000 6:22:20 AM
"The Cap'n don't believe in signs an' such." Beckn says. "An' he's been a sailor as long as Ah've lived...if there's anythin' to yore dreamin' and such, well...Ah'm sure he'll pull th' ship through." Somehow, though, Beckn's voice lacks conviction.
"The Merry Mermaid won't suffer, Beckn," the first mate says firmly, "But I have to say that I'm not as sure that our priest friend here will be as safe...Bucko is a narrow-minded and vindictive sort--you'd best keep an eye on him, wemic--" Brand addresses Zeoll directly, "--I don't trust him as far as I could toss a clay golem, but he's prized as a master of rigging, which is why Parsons lets him sail with us."
Mordengast (Sanctuary of Soul) Thursday October 19th, 2000 6:39:17 AM
Mordengast looks at the young one practically yelling the roof off in his devotion. He casts him an appreciative glance. At the heifer's direction he picks up the token. On the way over there he asks the prelate.
"My apologies prelate but do you know if we will have the time to pray and meditate before we leave?"
When he arrives at the smith he smiles at the IMMENSE amount of weapons here. Ah if he but had the time to window shop.
When asked for the token he somberly presents it, as well as turning is axe over to the smith as requested. "And Imod's Honor on you also Weaponsmith." He takes out a much used axe, a little sad. "There you go girl. You served me and Imod with honor but now it's time for you rest a while." He looks at the smith questionningly, waiting to see where he should put it.
Thiel(sanctuary) Thursday October 19th, 2000 9:09:21 AM
Thiel is getting thirsty A draught of wine would do nicely about now. perhaps they can get a drink before or when they get to the ship and some herb chicken ooohhh... There has to be some food around somewhere. Imod will understand if I get a sandwich on the way to werever we're going. It has to be atleast early afternoon. Thiel wakes up from his little daydream and admires all the fine weapons inm the temple armory and his ears get hot and twitch when clothilde smiles at him. Thiel admonishes himself " a questor of Imod set on edge by The smile of a heifer."
Flat-top ( Chestnut Tree) Thursday October 19th, 2000 2:01:32 PM
"Oh! yes, the ring" Flat-top hands the Smithy the ring and with his other hand, gives him his mace (almost like loosing an old friend)But this is his sacrifice. "Here you are."
Kenisha (Chestnut Tree) Thursday October 19th, 2000 2:33:53 PM
Giggling softly behind her hand, Kenisha watches Flat-top's antics with the ring and mace.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Thursday October 19th, 2000 2:44:29 PM
Zeoll answered Brand's courteous words with his own. "I am grrateful forr yourr warrning, Brrand, and I will keep it close to the top of my mind. And it is good to know that eyes otherr than my own arre on watch. Thank you."
The liontaur continued, "Now put me to good use. I want to earrn my passage." But as he said this, his mind wandered for a moment.
As he said the words "eyes otherr than my own," an image had popped into his head -- of bird eyes. Zeoll decided that tomorrow he would pray for an Animal Friendship spell, in the hope of befriending a seabird to act as a watcher, spy, and scout. "I may need a second set of eyes in the troubled days ahead," he thought in his native tongue.
The Temple Armory (DM Donna) Friday October 20th, 2000 6:50:34 AM
The short weaponsmith hefts the ax in his oversized hands, snorting contemplatively as he swings it. Then he shakes his head as though to scare off invisible gnats from around his ears.
"Not the best craftsmanship..." he muses, "...but I've seen far worse--and there's decent momentum you can get behind its blow. All in all, quite the decent weapon." Then he looks Mordengast over with a very critical eye, lowing to himself as though calculating something. Then, with a final snort and a nod, Bovin steps back from the window.
"Enter the Armory of the Sanctuary of the Soul, questors." he bids you. Suddenly the wall with the barred window in it begins to rise, disappearing into the ceiling, and giving you access to the area beyond...
Beneath the Spreading Chestnut Tree (DM Donna) Friday October 20th, 2000 6:59:28 AM
The blacksmith puts the signet back on his pinky--you can see it bears a carving of the very tree you are all standing under. Then he suddenly and intensely inspects the mace given to him by Flat-top, fingering its haft and head and even swinging it experimentally.
"Hmmph." Cant says, flicking his tail. "Strictly off-the-shelf goods. I'll do ya better." With this the weaponsmith trots off towards the rough-built shed that stands to one side of the forge area and goes inside. You hear the clatter of metal as the centaur apparently rummages through his stock. Then Cant reappears with a different mace in hand.
"Here ya go--guaranteed to help you hit and hurt." he announces, handing the weapon to Flat-top. "Now go knock the brains outta some minotaur for the honor of Domi!"
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Friday October 20th, 2000 7:08:17 AM
Brand's lips quirk in a grin.
"I'm sure there's a mop 'n' bucket we can find for you, then!" she assures the priest and proceeds to secure said items. "You and Beckn can keep each other company while you swab!" With this, the first mate goes on her way to perform her other duties.
"Swabbin' th' deck...again..!" Beckn sighs, then immediately gets to work. "Well, at least it ain't just me...tell me what it's like where you're from..?"
Thiel(armory) Friday October 20th, 2000 9:13:38 AM
A little startled by the wall rising sudennly to the cieling Thiel jerks with suprise. after seeing that everything is O.K. he waits for Mordengast and Clothilde to Enter then he follows them in as well. He also begins to consider asking this Bovin if there is aplace he can put his old shield.he will not need both.
Flat-top (at the Spreading Chestnut Tree) Friday October 20th, 2000 11:04:35 AM
Flat-top watches the weaponsmith as he down grade his old weapon. Then watches the weaponsmith trots off in to what look like to a shed and hears what sound to Flat-top rummaging through a junk bin. All the time Flat-top prancing nervusly and a worried look on his face. Then the Cant reappears, he (weaponsmith) has a mace in his hand, and gives it to Flat-top. Flat-top examens the new mace, and give it a really good going over."Hmmm" said Flat-top.
Holleb (at da Chestnut Tree) Friday October 20th, 2000 2:15:44 PM
Holleb watches everyone silently, contemplating his being chosen to bear the great artifact, his tail swishing.
Kenisha (Chestnut Tree) Friday October 20th, 2000 2:33:27 PM
Kenisha sighs at the blacksmiths remark about bashing minotaurs. "If that's all? I think it best if we get going."
She wanted to say more, but antagonizing him and her fellow questors was definitely not a good idea right now.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Friday October 20th, 2000 5:38:05 PM
The liontaur vigorously swabs the deck with his new friend, once he gets the hang of it.
"Those of my kin are mostly hunterrs and herrderrs," Zeoll tells the boy. "We rroam ourr island tending flocks of goats and sheep, and hunting forr prrotection and meat. The hills rroll, but not like this water over which we trravel!"
Mordengast (Sanctuary Armory) Sunday October 22nd, 2000 8:04:47 AM
A little startled also by the receeding wall Mordengast nevertheless enters. When he gets in however you can almost hear the glee in his voice.
"Now THIS is proof that Imod inspires us all!" Everywhere weapons and armour. So much to do. And no time to really visit. He turns to the prelate and the smith, obviously waiting for permission or something.
Temple Armory (DM Donna) Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:01:48 AM
The squat weaponsmaster leads you through the various displays of imposing armor and lethal weapons.
"Thank you for the sentiment, paladin!" Bovin says sincerely. "I like to think that Imod smiles down on my work, humble as it is. Ahhhh...here we are--" He stops in front of a wall display, putting Mordengast's used weapon down on a nearby table and gesturing towards a large ax that is hanging nearby.
"--here is the weapon that should help you slay all who would oppose Imod's will!" Bovin tells the paladin. "Take it down and test its heft...if I'm right about your strength and expertise, I doubt you'll find a better weapon unless the Warrior God himself made one for you."
The ax Bovin offers to Mordengast, you all see, is almost the same size and close to the same configuration of the paladin's original weapon. This ax, however, looks as though it is all a single piece of fine steel, with specially-molded handholds on its shaft and Imod's own crest--a pair of crossed swords--carved in the flat of the axhead. The blade of the ax fairly glows with lethal sharpness.
"A proud boast, Bovin..." Clothilde's voice reproves the weaponsmith, then warms a little bit as she continues: "...but one that--in your case and about this weapon--is likely true, however impious it sounds."
Beneath the Spreading Chestnut Tree (DM Donna) Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:08:35 AM
(OOC: Now that everyone has accepted the items, please note the following additions to your Character Sheets: Holleb now has a +1 Shield; Flat-top now has a +1 mace; and Kenisha now has a +1 Ring of Protection.)
"Pass inspection, does it?" Cant asks rhetorically, knowing that it would. "Good journey to yas all, then!" The smith turns back to oversee his apprentices.
"Follow me--I'll lead you to the harbor and to your ship...time is of the essence!" Hollyhocks urges, starting off at a canter that develops into a gallop.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:17:56 AM
Beckn grins.
"Not so diff'rent from mah home, then." the lad tells Zeoll. "Ah come from farm country--not so many rollin' anythin's, but the goats an' sheep all wander 'round, an' they's need watchin' ALL th' time!"
A familiar sound comes from the main mast. Zeoll looks up to see the gray bird with the red marking perched at the very top of the mast.
(OOC: Make an Intelligence check, Zeoll--you get a bonus of 2 to the roll.)
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) d20=7 Monday October 23rd, 2000 9:06:16 AM
Zeoll turns from his new friend and looks up. He sees the creature that he thinks of as a bird of omen, and notices something.
Kale(santuary) d20=15 d100=38 Monday October 23rd, 2000 9:15:23 AM
Kale stares back at Clothilde for a moment, then follows everyone inside the armory. as the wall slides back, Kale tries to figure out how the mechanisim works for future reference(missed both perception check and find/remove traps rolls) not able to figure it out, he shrugs his shoulders and waits inside the armory
Flat-top (Chestnut Tree) Monday October 23rd, 2000 10:53:36 AM
Flat-top inspects the Mace, and knows that this weapon is nothing he has ever seen before, it is very special indeed. Whispers to Cant, *yes IT does, thank-you.* "Thank you and NOW for the Quest." Turns and follows Hollyhocks, all heading for the ship.
Thiel( sanctuary) Monday October 23rd, 2000 11:38:15 AM
Thiel admires the fine weapon Thiel says to Mordengast "Fine weapon Mordengast. Pity the enemies of Imod that cross your path Today."
Kenisha (Chestnut Tree) Monday October 23rd, 2000 2:19:17 PM
Kenisha follwed behind Flat-top, turning the ring on her finger as they made their way to the ship.
Mordengast (Sanctuary) Monday October 23rd, 2000 11:19:31 PM
Mordengast looks at Thiel, surprised and seemingly startled out of his revery. He also appears to be blushing. Looking back at the weapon he seems to address it.
"You're not made to be here. Something like you deserves to serve Imod's Will better than by sitting here quietly. Maybe together we can do just that."
And with that he reaches out and snatches the axe. For a moment he looks surprised at how it feels. But soon he is testing the heft of it. His expression clearly shows that it's not what he expected. Although his smile shows it's a nice surprise.
Exit the Temple Armory (DM Donna) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 6:38:14 AM
Bovin grins, but Clothilde's repressive clearing of her throat causes the weaponsmith to cough and then salute the questors.
"The quickest way to the docks is the sunless passage," he tells the prelate, then goes back to his work. The heifer nods and then beckons to you.
"Follow me," she says sternly, going to a corner of the room, pressing one of the segments of stone, and then stepping through the portal that yawns open as a result.
You find yourselves in a labyrinth--what fun! There are no lights in the tunnels made of hard-packed earth and the occasional set of stone supports, but then, as you are all children of Imod, you don't need them... your darksight and your sense of smell are enough to guide you.
"There is one very important point that Hesparus neglected to mention..." Clothilde says suddenly as she leads the way into the passages that smell more and more of the seashore, "... and that's the fact that we suspect that our hereditary foes may also be sending a party of their own to go to the new island. In fact, it is my conviction that the centaur spies--equipped with their own Heart of the... Stag--" She says the word rather sneeringly, "--are on their way as we speak... and I'm relatively certain that they plan to try to ambush you and steal our precious artifact from you."
Daylight appears at the end of the tunnel. Clothilde advances into an area just below the docks south of Fort Beast. As you all climb up onto the dock proper, the prelate points to a sleek, sturdy sloop.
"You will embark upon your mission aboard Imod's Pride," she tells you, "When you get to the island, you must find the enemy party, kill them and take their artifact. The children of Imod will fulfill their destiny and be the ones to reunite the heart!"
The Docks of Fort Stag (DM Donna) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 6:50:02 AM
Hollyhocks slows to a canter as the long, imposing figure of a galley comes into view, docked at the longest of the piers of the Fort Stag harbor.
"I must give you this additional warning, questors," the temple assist tells you in a low but urgent tone, "We have reason to believe that the minotaurs are sending a strike force to the new island! Not only that, but the information seems to indicate that they're bringing along their own half of the heart, in the hopes of being credited with instigating its reunion. You have to make getting their half your top priority! Seek them out, slay them, and get their half of the heart, or they will surely hunt you down and do the same." By now you all are approaching the galley, which bears the name Spirit of Domi on it.
"We are the offspring of Domi," Hollyhocks says with utter conviction, "And the keepers of his one, true way! It is only fitting that we centaurs be the ones to reunite the heart! Now, go, and fulfill your mission..!"
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 7:01:16 AM
Zeoll notices that the bird, although the wind comes strongly from the southwest, is not facing into the breeze, as would be natural for a bird to do, nor was it facing the east-northeasterly direction that was where Parsons' intended destination--Castle Violet of the Minotaur Island--lay.
The bird faced north. Dead north.
"Ahhhh...Blesser, there y'are!" Parsons' voice cuts into the priest's reverie. Zeoll turns to see the captain approaching--with another wemic in tow. "Just remembered about Blastem, here--" The human gestures to the second wemic and then to Zeoll.
"Blastem, this here is Blesser," Parsons introduces in his stilted Wemic, "Blesser, this here is Blastem...who signed on b'fore you arrived, only I forgot to mention it. Ah, well...you can get acquainted now--I got to get back to th'charts!" The captain swaggers off, his rolling gait as one with the movement of the ship.
(OOC: as you may have guessed, "Blastem" is Parsons' name for Ashrad, our newest player.)
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 7:54:01 AM
What with the double whammy of wreckbird and wemic, Zeoll can only stand agoggle for a moment. He finds himself stammering thanks to the captain's back, and he looks over newcomer.
Zeoll holds out his hand to the new liontaur, speaking his native tongue. "I am Zeoll, Student to Shaman Frith, Warrior to Pride Nonowla, and Son to Clan Aene. As you can see, of course," he says, ducking his head and indicating the beads woven in his mane that signify his family descent, clan, and priest status.
Zeoll stands seven feet tall and weighs 745 pounds. His mane is auburn, his fur is tawny, and his skin is light brown. He wears leather armor, and carries a greatsword, a longsword, and a wooden shield.
"Please, tell me your name. And how is it that one of my own kindred has joined me on this voyage?"
Flat-top Tuesday October 24th, 2000 11:02:13 AM
As they trots to the Ship "Spirit of Domi", Flat-top listens very closely to what Hollyhocks is telling them about the Minotaurs are trying to pull off a hoax, and totally dishonor Domi. As Hollyhocks finishes with 'Now, go, and fulfill your mission..!' Flat-top rears up and shouts "ON WITH OUR QUEST!" then trots onto the ship.
Thiel(Imods pride) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 4:28:16 PM
Thiel turns to Kale and Mordengast and says " Imods glory today and forever" a simple blessing for those about to enter battle. "The haert shall be reunited on our terms.In this we will not fail. Thank you for all your help this day." Thiel then turns and anounces himself to the ship and asks permission to board. All the while thinking to himself." Centaurs of-course they would be there. but are they our true enemy on this voyage."
Kale(santuary) Tuesday October 24th, 2000 7:17:34 PM
as they walk through the maze, Kale tells Thiel "I dont really like anyone that much, but I REALLY hate centaurs. I dont really want to go on this quest, but if we get to spill a little centaur blood, it night not be so bad after all." he says with a chuckle
Holleb (Spirit of Domi) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 1:59:44 AM
Holleb holds back his desire to snort at the idea that the "big bad minotaurs" are trying to cause them dishonor. He keeps silent for the moment, not wishing to cause upset.. not this soon in their adventure. He walks onto the ship, looking around, from time to time one hand moving to his bags, checking by feel if the heart is where it should be. He always seems releived when he knows that it is ok....
Kenisha (Spirit of Domi) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 3:02:38 AM
Kenisha wanted to scream. This was her worst nightmare come true. She was being sent not on a mission of peace, but an act of war. 'Perhaps it need not be.' she prayed to herself. 'Maybe the true meaning of the Dream will be realized before it's too late. Even if I have to force the issue.'
With that thought in mind, Kenisha went over in her head the spells she knew.
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 12:49:39 PM
Grinning in delight to have found one of his own on his journeys Ashrad bows his head slightly and excepts the offered hand.
"Ashante brother. I am Ashrad Moonseeker. Lore keeper and shaman apprentice." wincing the lithe Wemic continues abit ashamed and saddened... "I am a banished one. I have no teacher, nor family nor tribe any longer. That good Zeoll is my tail complete and how I came to here. I am wandering the world a free spirit, if not a lonley one. It seems the stars have lead me to you brother. I consider this a boon and a sign indeed. Tell me of your mission you mentioned, and how I may assist you in it."
Ashrad is also seven feet tall but slender (a mere 700 lbs). He wears no armor and carries only a weathered handmade staff in his right hand. You can also see upon him a plain traveling vest, a bandolier across his chest with a knife sheath and several pouches attached to it. He also has a satchel and two botas. His dark mane is tied back with several cords and he has many small fetishes braided within it. His hide is light tawny color, typical of the deep savanah tribes.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 3:27:11 PM
Zeoll grips the liontaur's hand warmly. "You are most welcome and well met," he tells Ashrad. "And we have tragedy in common, for I too have lost my pride. My folk were cruelly slain by the Hell Hounds that plague us, and so I also now wander."
Zeoll tells the newcomer about his recent experiences [ooc: read all that went before].
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 4:58:07 PM
With a grim nod Ashrad says to his brother Wemic. "I am sorry for your loss brother. I would ask you tell me the tales of your pride, and I will record them down in my book and tales. I will add them to the history that is the story of our people. Your ancestors and friends will be remembered and honored."
With a far of look to his eye Ashrad is obviously moved by the tale of the prophecy. "You are a blessed one indeed brother Zeoll. I would consider it an honor to travel with you and record your adventure, so that the people will know how their saving came to be. May I be your historian Alat(Prophet)?" As he says this Ashrad bows deeply before Zeoll, his pouches and satchel rattling as they tumble forward on his bandoliere.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 5:27:22 PM
Zeoll stands flummoxed for a moment. Then he reaches out and lifts Ashrad upright.
"No, Ashrad, do not so name me. The will of Tomi drives, and we are only carried along. I deserve no more recognition than a leaf in the wind, or a twig in the flood. Especially here at the beginning of events. And where He will leave us, we cannot say."
The liontaur laughs. "But come! Let's not speak of portentious events yet, but rather let us enjoy them! The wind blows the mane, and we have a ride ahead of us!"
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid - Weather Sense) d20=20 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 5:54:44 PM
Sniffing the wind and squinting abit the Wemic scholar shudders abit, and then snorts.
"Bulli (weather spirit)is keeping her actions a secret from me I see. It is hard for me to enjoy being on the water my brother. I do not believe our people take to it well at all, and I am no exception by any means. But I am merry with your company, as merry as this rocking back and forth allows me to be." chuckling Ashrad readjusts his gear and tries not to show off too much of his comtempt on being at sea, but his tail is willing to tell a different story as it switches back and forth, in obvious aggitation every time the boat pitches.
All Aboard the Imod's Pride (DM Donna) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 6:58:36 PM
The all-minotaur crew hustle smartly, hoisting the sail and ushering their honored passengers to their berths belowdecks. Just before you disappear from her sight, Clothilde urges you once more by shouting from the dock:
"Guard well your charge, Brother Tiel! And all of you--keep the honor of Imod at the forefront of your thoughts...always!"
Then the lurching of the ship tells you all that you are underway--heading for only Imod knows what...
On board the Spirit of Domi (DM Donna) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 7:07:38 PM
Hollyhocks escorts you as far as the quarterdeck, then exhorts you one last time:
"The burden you are entrusted with is priceless, Holleb--its safety is paramount...even to the expense of the rest of your party!" The temple assistant looks quite grave and most earnest. "Do not let it fall into minotaur hands--you all MUST do your utmost to achieve your objective! For the honor of Domi!" Hollyhocks gallops off the galley and the rows of centaurs at the oars of the ship put their backs into rowing the great ship out of the harbor, using the priest's last words as a chant to keep their strokes in cadence:
"For the honor of Domi! For the honor of Domi!"
Aboard the Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 7:11:26 PM
"As long as you feel like swappin' stories, Blastem..." Brand interrupts the two conferring wemics, thrusting a mop into the mage's hand, "...how's about swabbin' as you do so..?" With this, the first mate goes back to overseeing some of the crew in the rigging.
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 7:32:57 PM
Grabbing the strange staff from the gruffy sailor Ashrad gives Zeoll a look of confusion. Shrugging, he finds a good place to put aside his staff and tries the new weapon out. He finds that the weight of the rope braids on the end maybe handy in a good bash but over all throws the balance and useability of the staff completely off.
[Wemic] "Well brother. It was nice of the woman to offer me this staff, but it just is not to my liking. I do not wish to insult her by rebuking her gift." I see she has given one to you too." shrugging the wemic scholar ponders the ins and outs of propiety of this particularly odd situation.
Thiel(Imods Pride) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 8:08:52 PM
Thiel feels the urge to be alone. He moves to the bow of the ship and stares off into the oncomming horizon. His charge as protector of the heart weighs heavily on him. He reaches his hand deep into his backpack and touches the sack containing the heart. he is not sure howmany are intersted in the island and the events which will pass on its shores hut not being one to jump to judgement Thielhas yet tyo decide who are the real enemy in this voyage. Kales wispers in the tunnel of the sanctuary serve to remind Thiel that he will have other issues to deal withwhen they reach the isle." oh great Imod what have you in store for your unworthy servant? "
Flat-top (the Spirit of Domi) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 10:07:47 PM
'For the Honor of Domi!For the Honor of Domi! as the chant goes on, an empty feeling is in the back of his mind. Flat-top turns to his companions and tells them,"I've got to do something, I'm getting some weird ideas, There's got to be something more, I have to talk to the Captain, About rowing, Got to keep those images out of my Head..."then trying to walk strait, off he goes to see the Captain.
Holleb (Spirit of Domi) Thursday October 26th, 2000 1:37:01 AM
Holleb finds himself standing on the deck, wondering just what he has gotten himself into. He then mutter, mostly to himself, "I hope the rest of the group is not as bent on killing the minotaurs on sight as Hollyhocks was... mayhaps this is why Domi chose me.. because I know better then to blame everything on the minotaurs...." His voice trails off, although anyone who had been trying to listen to him likely heard bits and peices of it. Holleb checks on the heart one last time, his fingers reassuring him that the glass case is safe as he follows Flat-top as he looks around.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:17:45 AM
Zeoll showed his new comrade how to work a mop. "Perhaps we should first attend to our duties, before continuing our conversation," he suggested, with a smile.
The big liontaur swabbed the deck with great enthusiasm and little skill.
The Imod's Pride (DM Donna) Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:31:59 AM
The expertise of the crew is quite evident as the great ship skims the waves with impressive speed. You will reach the new island in no time, you are sure of it. Meanwhile the scent of the salt air, the rhythmic sway of the ship and persistent cry of a seabird make the journey pleasant.
(OOC: Everyone make a Perception check.)
The Spirit of Domi (DM Donna) Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:39:45 AM
The persistent pound of the cadence kettle and the simultaneous chanting from the rowers has the galley sailing along the Safety Channel with alacrity, even though the salt-kissed wind is blowing persistently from the southwest. The sunlight dances off the azure waters, sparkling vividly in counterpoint to the mournful, harsh cry of a seabird gliding high overhead.
(OOC: Everyone make a Perception check.)
The captain is at the wheel, a commanding figure with his completely black coat contrasting the pure-white blaze in the middle of his barrel chest.
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:49:15 AM
"Brand likes to take advantage of all free hands when it comes to swabbin' th'deck." Beckn says sagely.
(OOC: Make a Perception check.)
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid - Perception check) d20=18 Thursday October 26th, 2000 10:03:19 AM
Nodding to both his brethren Wemic and the sailor's comment Ashrad picks up on the fact that the 'staff' is actually a cleaning implement and starts to mimic Zeoll's actions.
Thiel(Imods Pride) d20=2 Thursday October 26th, 2000 10:08:42 AM
Content to ride the waves Thiel sits back and continues his meditations to Imod.
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) d20=20 Thursday October 26th, 2000 11:29:08 AM
Absorbed in his work and hoping to set a good example, Zeoll was oblivious. He wrung out his mop with great enthusiasm, blind to the greater world.
Kale(imod's pride) d20=1 Thursday October 26th, 2000 4:58:35 PM
having stayed below deck for most of the journey, Kale comes up for a few minuets to get some fresh air. peering over the rail, he notices something "Whats that?" he mutters to himself(made perception check with a 1)
Flat-top (Perception check) d20=3 Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:41:33 PM
Flat-top advances to the bottom of the bridge, where the Captain is at the wheel. Flat-top calls at the Captain,"May Domi be with You and Your Ship, My I ask you for one little favor..? May I, Flat-top, be able to row with your crew...so that I can keep my arms and chest in shape?" Still feeling uneasy.
Holleb (spirit of Domi) d20=12 Friday October 27th, 2000 1:37:56 AM
Holleb stands a few feet behind Flat-Top, looking around with a slight note of boredom.. his hand reaching back from time to time to check on that precious box.
Mordengast (Imod's Pride) d20=12 Friday October 27th, 2000 6:21:14 AM
Mordengast snorts at the mention of centaurs. "If they come, they come. But they will find themselves hard pressed should they attempt to take from us!"
And with that the Chosen simply turns to keep an eye out over the bearer of the Heart, keeping a respectful distance away but making sure that he is safe.
The Imod's Pride (DM Donna) Friday October 27th, 2000 6:33:04 AM
Practically simultaneously, Kale and Thiel look up at the lone bird that calls persistently in the sky--neither of them have ever seen such a bird before in their lives: gunmetal gray with a blood-red patch in the middle of its chest.
The bird's call seems to be particularly urgent, too...as though in warning...but in warning of what..?
The Spirit of Domi (DM Donna) Friday October 27th, 2000 6:42:19 AM
As one, both Holleb and Flat-top look up at the single avian in the sky, and each of them is suddenly struck by the oddity of the plummage of this bird: gunmetal gray with a blood-red patch in the middle of its chest.
Even more odd--and vaguely unsettling--is the feeling that the seabird's calling is an attempt at communicating with them, the questors, specifically...
The Merry Mermaid (DM Donna) d20=16 Friday October 27th, 2000 6:52:16 AM
Beckn helps the wemics swab the deck--nobody in the trio notices anything untowards about their surroundings as the cabin boy speaks of his former home.
"...an' then there was th'time that my Maw done baked a couple apple pies for a harvest fest..." here the sunbleached lad chuckles in remembrance, "...she left 'em on the windowsill to cool, but they was gone when she sent me to check 'em. Ah heard a weird sound under th'window, though--an' there on the ground was the dangedest li'l critter you'd ever hope t'see! Looked like a little bitty dragon, it did--only it got big ole butterfly wings an' a big ole bulgy stomach..." Beckn laughs out loud. "Danged li'l fella was a-just lyin' there--couldn't do nothing on account o' he done et both o' them pies!"
Zeoll (Merry Mermaid) Friday October 27th, 2000 8:24:21 AM
Zeoll laughed at the boy's story.
Kenisha (Spirit of Domi) Friday October 27th, 2000 10:57:02 AM
Kenisha was pulled out of her ruminations when she noticed both Holleb and Flat-top looking off in the same direction. "What's up? Is something wrong?"
Flat-top (Spirit of Domi) Friday October 27th, 2000 1:35:00 PM
Flat-top looks up in the sky at the odd looking bird, then looks down the long row of rowers to where Holleb and Kenisha are standing. Points to the bird(who is circling the ship)with a questioning look on his face.
Ashrad (Merry Mermaid) Friday October 27th, 2000 1:52:39 PM
Shaking his braided Ashrad quietly smiles at the young boys story, only understanding abit here and there of the tale.
Thiel(ImodsPride) Friday October 27th, 2000 3:20:29 PM
During his meditations a bird appears overhead its shriek seems to call out Thiel as it comes closer to theship Thiel sees a queer marking on its chest. a blood red patch.the patch seems to remind Thiel of something, but what Hes not sure. is it the color, or the bird, or... Its the dream. AN OMEN FROM IMOD! Thiel turns and sees that Kale also sees the strange bird.Thiel goes to stand next to Kale he says in a quiet voice "It is Imod he is speaking to us. he has sent us an omen. We must get its meaning. I do not think anyone else as seen it. I dont know if they are ment to." Thiel then goes to stand with Mordengast. He asks his friend quietly "Do you see it? There above the ship a bird with a blood red patch on its chest. It is the dream is it not? I believe Imod has sent us another omen.We must decifer its meaning. It seems to speak directly to us. Do we follow it? Should we speak with the captain about it? My gut says yes. lets ask Kale what he thinks."
Holleb (Spirit of Domi) Saturday October 28th, 2000 2:25:18 AM
Holleb finds himself staring at the bird, his years of studying nature telling him that a bird of this type should not be here... an unussual sign indeed. His eyes remain focused on the bird, watching it carefully.
Kale(imod's pride) Saturday October 28th, 2000 12:14:46 PM
seeing the bird, Kale stares at it until Thiel comes over. "It seems to want us to follow it," he says to Thiel, "But how are we going to convince the captain to follow a bird? And the real question is do we WANT to follow it. I reconize it from my dream, but what if its a trap?" then he waits for Thiel to return, drawing out his bow just in case
Mordengast (Imod's Pride) Sunday October 29th, 2000 11:25:55 AM
Mordengast looks at the bizarre antics of his companions before Thiel comes over and for a moment the chosen wonders if his companions are somewhat "quest fevered". Then, he looks at the bird itself and must admit that it does seem to be an odd one. And of odd behaviour.
For a moment he looks ashamed, muttering "Ah Great One. Why have you chosen one as dense as I for this?" Then he looks back at Thiel. "I don't know. You look at it longer than I. Have you noticed if its trying to steer us somewhere or if it's just telling us to hurry? If it's guiding us then the captain should be appraised. Whereas if it's telling us to hurry.. well.. maybe the captain should be appraised of that to. After all it's his ship."
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