[pnpgm] Game update #39 - File #156 - Party Enters the Village
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Fri Sep 9 07:19:30 CEST 2005
HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
R3 Balrog................Balrog............Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
R4 Tom Crockett..........Caladan...........Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
R1 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma
W3 Ryan Torres...........Farseeker.........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
W2 Sergi Sallent.........Jordi.............Wizard..Normal/Elf Ma
R4 Tim Falkenberg........Malradh ben Kasha.Merc....Normal/Human Ma
R3 Wayne Richardson/Uji..Thig..............Sidh MU.Normal/Faerry Ma
Do Robert Maxwell........Strie'bog.........Artist..Normal/Human Ma
R3 Orion (Paul Broman)...Trembyl...........Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
W3 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe
R3 Scott Adams...........Xian..............Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
W2 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe
Animals: Ventrius/Pogo Thig's dogs, Firesnake of Caladan's,
Z'Leyra's Eagle, 2 Draft Horses, Wolf - Boyzdar
6 Captured Zen'da Horses
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Game Update #39 in sequence (file #156]
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra will help clean up the horses then put on some of
her better shaman type clothing in preparation for entering
From Ben'dar: [Re: In reply to various people]
Regarding conversation with Strie'bog :
Ben'Dar ponders the words of Strie'bog regarding his past
and his home. He replies, "My heart is heavy to learn of
your father's death and your mother's sickness. What cure
can possibly heal a wounded heart of its grief? How can
your mother defend your people from their enemies? Is she
a mighty warrior or a leader of your people? "
Regarding the religious conversation...
"The People worship the spirits of nature. Animal spirits,
the wind, the sun. I myself have great respect for the
Spirits that shape the natural world around us. Though...
I do not know much about them. I thought I met a nature
Spirit once..." he begins, looking down at his horse, but
then thinks better of it and says no more about it.
In answer to Strie'bog's question of why Ben'Dar has travelled
so far from his home, Ben'Dar stiffens and his eyes narrow -
but only for an instant. Then he casts his gaze at the
ground in front of his horse and his shoulders slump
somewhat. In a low voice, he confides, "I was taken from
my home against my will. The vile people of Clima captured
me and killed many Zen'Dans at the same time. Members of
this group rescued me and I have traveled with them since
that time. Though some in our party would see it as harsh
and barbaric...it is the way of my people to exact revenge
upon those who have wronged us. Because of that, I will
not feel worthy to return to my people until I have regained
my honor and restored the honor of my people by killing
and/or capturing many more Climans and restoring wealth and
prestige to my people upon my return. I suppose you do not
understand - but it is something I must do."
In response to Caladan's rebuke:
Ben'Dar is confused, and his eyes smoulder with anger. He
waves Xian away as he tries to intervene. He says to
Caladan's back, "I will not question your honor as you
have questioned mine, my friend. But I will disagree with
"The elder shaman sought to 'solve the problem' by placating
a killer of his people. By bribing the giant with food, he
surrendered the pride and honor of his people. This giant
should have been, justly and rightly, hunted down and killed
for its offenses against the Zen'Da, not given gifts to
purchase its mercy."
"I respect those who do not kill indiscriminately, because I
am one of them. But an enemy that attacks us has sacrificed
its right to live. Whether it dies directly in combat with
us or is rendered unconscious and later killed by us; it
matters little to me how it dies, as long as it receives a
clean, honorable death at our hands. To not kill it would
have been dishonorable, as it would have suffered in agony
and probably eventually died from its injuries."
"This beast attacked us with the intent to kill us all. We
all attacked it in return with the intent to kill it. Were
you trying to merely subdue it with your fire magic, my
friend? Is that why this beast is burned nearly
unrecognizable? No. You were trying to kill it outright
just as we all were - more than the rest of us, judging by
the massive burn damage done to it. I do not consider
killing a vicious giant, which attacked me with the intent
to kill me, a rash action. I consider it the optimal outcome
of the combat and a just and fitting end for an evil creature
who has committed such atrocities upon your people."
Actions: Having had words with Caladan, Ben'Dar considers the
issue to be done and forgotten. Later, Ben'Dar will clean
himself up in preparation of entering Caladan's village,
and make sure he's wearing all his beast body-part
paraphanelia (hippogriff feathers, tooth/claw necklace,
dragon armor, etc) Regarding the giant gauntlets, Ben'Dar
helps to strap them to one of the draft horses if no one
claims them. He has no interest in them, but figures they
can be sold and the proceeds split as party loot at some
point in the future.
GM: Ack. Good on the animal spirit thing :) Hrm. Interesting.
Got a idea from your comments to work on :) Ack on caladan's
comments (see below). Gauntlets claimed by you since no
one else wanted them. They can be sold later to help the
ranch funds. :)
From Strie'bog: [Re: Replies and actions]
Strie'bog would not have hidden his converstation with Ben'dar,
so any who wanted could freely listen.
"Thank you friend, his death was hard on many." He pauses when
Ben'dar asks about his mother, contemplating what he will say.
"There is a cure, but I do not know what form it takes. The
forestals foresaw my finding the cure." He looks up toward
the sun, "My mother is powerful, and her arm is far reaching.
She is the mistress of the forestals, and they were my
teachers. She knows the name of every tree and plant within
her boundaries, and oft talks to them. Though mighty in
battle, she is by nature no warrior. I have not been in the
plains often, so I don't know if there is an equivalent in
the lore of your people. She is neither queen or princess,
but her words carry power within the Forest."
From Ben'dar: - Regarding the religious conversation...
"There are many spirits in the forest," Stire'bog replies.
"As I said, we worship Cernunnos and his court. The spirits
of nature are his children. Do not be hesitant Ben'dar.
Spirits can take many forms, and many things can be great of
Regarding Ben'dar's history:
"I can hear the pain and loss. They took something from you,
and you can not recover it without vengence. Have you heard
of the Book of Dawan? As I mentioned, my father was a
missionary. He found that the Vassa and the my mother
respected life, and so taught them the ways of Dawan. He
taught the me as well, though my heart belongs to Cernunnos. I
do not remember the passage fully, but it says that though a
man may steal your bread, he can not steal your dignity, only
you can give that away. It is a different way than your
people, but I do understand the need for vengence. I wanted
it after the death of my father."
He will listen to Caladan's admonishment of Ben'dar over the
death of the giant, and Ben'dar's reply. He does not interfer
with the proceedings, as he wants to learn about the Zen'dali.
Actions: Strie'bog will clean up, and see to the horse and
Bodyzar. He will put on fresh clothing as well. Finally, he
will ask for the Blessing of Cernunnos (cast Bless twice,
applying results to Empathy and Eloquence).
GM: Ak. Spells casts successfully. Will make notes here.
From Jordi: [Re: Actions]
OOC: Jordi will use Regeneration. He thinks it's important
he learns a little bit more about it, because if one member
of the party is massively injured, a good EL in
Regeneration will help him/her more than an excellent Healing
Jordi thinks for a minute or two before answering to Caladan:
"I think it's better that you introduce me to your people as
an elf. If I disguise my ears, perhaps they can think I'm an
strange human; but, if later they discover I'm an elf, you
will have problems; I prefer to face a minor hostility, than
to put you in jeopardy later. Also, we can't hide Thig; so,
we don't gain a lot hiding my nature. The only one who can
gain something is me, but at a high cost for yourself."
Jordi prepares himself for entering the village; he cleans
his clothes, armor, etc... takes a look at his horse, and
takes a look at the captured horses.
Jordi will place himself in the middle of the party, and will
try hard not to do anything that can be considered agressive.
"Perhaps, Caladan, you can enter your village first; in this
way, your people won't be surprised by the appearance of a
group of armed, unkown riders..."
GM: Ack. Good stuff.
From Chion: [Re: Actions]
Chion reviews the comments of his fellows and decides he is
not entirely worthy of a "honorable" entrance into town. Thus,
he does not bother cleaning himself up, nor doing any of the
other things people are doing. He figures it this way: the
rest of the group is all nice and shining, so there is some
need to balance that out with the reality that we are just a
rag-tag band of adventurers. Plus, with him being dirty it
might not be noticed quite as much that he is of slightly
darker complexion than the rest of the folks here (they might
think its dirt).
He will keep a low profile while in town and simply observe
the people and conversations as best he can.
Octaqi 14, in the 163rd Year [TH]
Location: River Sch (E) Riverbank, Zen'da Plains, 306 Miles
North of Asichi City, Heading East from River
[After the Earth Giant Combat...]
[Caladan stops and listens to Ben'dar's reply in stern
concentration. His face showing no emotion. Then when
Ben'dar finishes a few seconds of tension continues.
Then Caladan smirks. His grin becomes even wider and
then he shows his teeth in a full grin. Ben'dar looks
confused and so do others. Ben'dar continues to fume
as his blood boils a bit from the words exchanged. Then
Caladan with staff in hand walks toward Ben'dar. He
switches hands with the staff. Then with the right hand
he slaps the back of Ben'dar with it in a affectionate
well done gesture.]
Caladan: "You have spirit. That spirit will benefit you
in days to come. Of all the people here I wanted to
ensure you had the motivation and the desire to control
your feelings. Of all the people in the party you will
have the most to prove being one of the Zen'da already
you will be viewed with great scrutiny. I have no
dislike toward you or what you did. But there will be
some who may and its good to know you can defend yourself.
The shaman was a fool but his heart was in the right place.
It wasn't a popular opinion but just directed in the wrong
way. To go against the views of others, in this case the
party or our people, is just as important a trait as those
who simply just do without question. Well done."
[Xian and Farseeker exchange looks of confusion. Farseeker
whispers to Xian]
Farseeker: "A test?"
Xian: [in whisper] "Looks like it."
[Jordi approaches Balrog for healing. He casts a Regeneration
spell on Balrog. A wave of energy moves from Jordi and into
Balrog. But it only heals 2 points of the 7 back. He is
still 5 under for the day. Jordi loses 2 Energy Level points
and Balrog heals 2. Since its the same day as the 15th (morning
of day 15) no natural healing occurs till the 16th.).]
GM: It may take a few days to heal the energy points back.
Octaqi 15, in the 163rd Year [TH]
Location: River Sch (E) Riverbank, Zen'da Plains, 306 Miles
North of Asichi City, Heading East from River
[As the party quickly prepare to enter the village the
distant view of the village shows some smoke rising
in a lazy fashion to the sky. Every once in awhile
a figure is seen in the distance but its too far to
make out any great detail. Strie'bog whispers a blessing
spell on himself and says a quiet prayer. Jordi speaks
Caladan: "Fine. I'll do that. As to entering the village
first it might be best."
[As the party finishes, all but Chion, the sun is to their
backs low in the sky. Though the sun can't be seen through
the overcast skies. A chilly wind still blows pretty hard.
Caladan mounts and heads toward the village by himself. At
the half way point a group of riders head toward him. They
stop and they talk for what seems like forever but is only
about 10 minutes. Caladan then turns and waves the party
forward. The riders, 8 of them spread out and surround
the party. All warriors with Scimitars or Lances and
some shields and bows. While not in battle stance they
eye the party carefully with caution. Caladan leads the
party toward the village slowly. As they approach word
spreads in the village of visitors. A crowd slowly forms
to watch the visitors.
The village is nothing like a typical civilized village with
houses and shops. In fact its very primitive. The tribe
has 20 Tipis set up around a 500 square feet area. In the
center is a large campfire. Around the campfire are spits,
pots and other things for cooking. Around the campfire are
small stools for sitting or low benches. To the side of
the large burning campfire is a large picnic style table for
what must be community eating. It appears to sit 40-50 at
any one time since the table is long but narrow. The Tipis
are the classic style upside down triangular cones. Most
are sun baked white, tan, brown or aged grays mostly in color.
The material seems to be from hides, leathers and cloth all
seemingly connected together. There is only one entrance, a
large flap, in one side. At the top poles stick out where
smoke exits from what must be inside smaller fire pits. Some
of the Tipis are small for a small family while others are
large as 25-30 feet in size at the base but it hard to tell
size without entering. Another large structure maybe 20x10
feet is seen off to one side. The structure seems to be
made of logs at the base and foundation and a combination
of mud, tree limbs and birch (?) at the top. Again its
hard to tell at this distance the materials but that seems
to be the case. It seems to be a lodge log cabin house.
But the 4 sides are open at this time and some sit in it.
There seem to be large hide/cloth flaps which can be hanged
for "walls". To another side seems to be two corrals where
horses are held in one and other animals in another. Some
animals are strung about here and there tied up alongside
Tips like a dog, cat, small calf, pig or sheep. Many
of the people are dressed in the same drag colors and leathers
as the tipis. Many wear white, tans or brown tan top and
bottoms. They wear sandals or no shoes. Some of the women
may have more colorful jerkins with reds, yellows or even
the rare blue. At least 70% of the people don't seem to
be carrying weapons or anything at all. The warriors who
do carry them at their sides or may have them within reach
if needed. Only the escort into the village has horses.
There are 3-4 other horses in the village with men going
this way and that on various tasks.]
Caladan: "At any one time we could have 150-200 in this
particular village depending on time of the year. Soon
as winter closes in more will come to stay till spring."
[Many of the women seem to be wearing metallic or wooden
jewelry around their necks, hair, wrists or hands. The
men only seem to wear one style of necklace. The necklace
seems to be a simple string with beads. Based on how they
look the more beads seems to indicate they are higher in
some form of warrior station. At this range its hard
to study the beads any more at this time. As the party
gets within 20 feet of the village first Tipi around 100
are already standing about. At least half are adults from
age of 17-50 while the rest are spread out (children, teens
and elderly). Seems at least 60% are males and rest are
females. While many are normal size there are one or two
who seem a bit under weight. Only one female seems to be
overweight. So it seems the people aren't hungry but not
overflowing in food.]
[Its rather strange to see just this small group of structures
in the plains where nothing can be seen for miles and miles.
As the party enter the best face is put forward....
Balrog still with a wounded broken rib rides softly on his
horse wearing leather armor, daggers in belt, short sword
in sheath, whip and sling on belt. He seems to grimace
in pain as he moves into the village and glad he can sit down
and rest his rib. Otherwise he seems disinterested in the
people of the village.
Caladan leading forward with firesnake in his lap smiles
and waves to various people he must know. He removes his
helmet and packs it during cleanup explaining "The Zen'da
do not really like helmets". He carries warstaff in hand,
bow/quiver on his back, wears his leather armor under his
robes. With his brown cloak and gloves he looks like
a mix of a noble rider, cowboy and misfit at times.
Ben'dar wears his dragon armor but it seems to be a bit
scratchy as he enters the village. Maybe its some
subconscious thing since no one in the village seems to
be wearing anything more heavy than leathers. Or maybe
the wind is just making it itchy? He holds his spear
in hands but in his lap, Bow on back and pike slung on
his horse. He eyes the various people and suddenly
feels a bit homesick...
Farseeker tall in the saddle rides forward in perfect
military parade style. He is wearing his shiny chainmail,
great sword on his belt and has his other various heavy
weapons on his horse. He looks around the village more
so than at the people as if to assess the village for
Jordi rides forward with a few butterflies in his stomach
as the culture shock might hurt a bit for both sides. He
wears his elven scale mail, sword, longbow on back and his
boots are especially comfy today. He wills his hands not
to move to his ears but to keep them in the open. He
keeps a emotionless face so not to show fear or hate or
even love. A true diplomatic face....
Xian in his leather armor, leather helmet, shield, daggers,
arbalest on back and staff in hand looks nervous as well
but more in visiting new places. He closes his robes as
if to hide something but finds its more to keep warm. He
spots a young woman in the crowd who seems rather pretty
and smiles at her...
Chion carries himself as normal riding with Sais in belt,
sword in sheath, wearing his chainmail and helmet. He
carries his staff in one hand and with his cloak seems
like he'll fly off the saddle anytime the way the wind
blows the cloak....
Trembyl in his leather armor, daggers on belt, scimitar
in sheath, arbalest on back wears his robes to stay warm.
Strie'bog not nervous so much as he has been around Zen'da
before. He smiles at the various kids and adults. He has
his longbow on back, qulted/leather armor and various musical
instruments on the horse or himself. He thinks this could
make a new good song.....
Kasha doesn't look like what he really is, a merc. At least
not the typical ones most see. He has daggers on his belt,
quilted/ring armor, sling on belt and mace in his hand. The
cloak and boots seem to separate him from other Mercs. As
he enters he thinks maybe its time he settles down and
starts a family...then he shakes that thought out quickly...
Thig is not nervous, he rarely is. His ego and sense of
being overconfident shows otherwise. He wears his tiny
leather armor, buckler on arm, daggers in belt, staff in
hand, crossbow on back, short sword in sheath, sling on
belt all seem to overweigh him down but he stands tall.
He also closes his robes tight from those looking too
much inside. As he enters he wonders what these people
eat so he can feed his dogs. He hopes they have something
Unali rides simple with only leather armor, daggers in
belt and sling on her belt. Her amulet catches the eyes
of some children in the crowd. She looks like a taller
figure in her black clothing, cowl, gloves and boots.
She actually scares a few of the younger kids by her
sight as if she is a imposing figure but the adults are
not affected at all. Her fur hat flaps in the wind
as she eyes the crowd ever watchful. She realizes this
must be the furthest north she has ever been?....
Z'leyra wears her dragon helm, leather armor, daggers on
belt, buckler on arm, sling on belt, staff in hand, longbow
on back with quiver. Her drum is lying to the side in the
open for all to see. She looks around the crowd for what
must be the shaman of the village....where is he?...
GM: At this point everything said from a village person
will be said in the Zen'dali tongue. Party interactions
can be in marentian or whatnot. But from now on to
talk to them it should be in Zen'dali.
As a record of who knows Zen'dali and who doesn't
Balrog, Thig, Trembyl, Unali - Knows not even Zen'dali cusswords
Chion, Strie'bog, Xian, Kasha know it in mild forms
Jordi, Caladan, Ben'dar, Farseeker - Know it fluent to native
If something is not understood it will be translated if
the situation allows it. Otherwise if there is a problem
with the language I'll mention it.
[Caladan stops the party at the campfire as the crowd of
the village now surrounds the party. He looks around
as if looking for some particular person. But out steps
from the crowd a elderly man in his 70s it looks like.
To the party seeing old people some in this crowd as
old as their 90s it seems is unusual. In most civilized
areas old age is less common due to the so called
advanced living of society. These people may be barbarians
to many cultures but they sure live longer on average.
The elderly man comes forward and speaks to Caladan.]
Man: "Welcome back Sundancer. It has been a long time
Caladan: "Where is father and the others?"
Man: "Should be back in a few hours. They have gone to
a nearby clan to sell a few horses."
Caladan: "Father would do this?"
Man: "Yes. He--"
[Then another male steps out. This one is much younger
in his 30s it seems. He is holding a simple long staff
of wood. It doesn't appear ornate. He wears tan leather
jerkin and pants. He stands almost 5 feet tall and
looks around 180 pounds or so. He wears two necklaces.
One of many beads of various colors. The other a necklace
of tubes that seem to be on each side of the string.
The small white tubes are cute with a fine knife and
appear to be a decoration than some other purpose. The
tubes are about the length of a finger and there are
about 12 on each side of the string all horizontal.
On a few of the tubes are small feathers. In his black
hair a headband with 3 feathers stick out. On his
right side at his hip sits a small drum like that of
Z'leyra. This must be the village shaman.]
Shaman: "Who are these people Caladan?"
[For some reason he uses the name and not the nick name
or honor-name of sundancer.]
Caladan: "These are honored friends and guests of mine
and should be given all the hospitality our people
are known for."
[Caladan dismounts then points to the Shaman. He
turns to the party and speaks both in Zen'dali and
Caladan: "This is Cetric N'Wadh the shaman here. He
has been a great asset to the village."
[he then walks over to each person and introduces them
to the village in a loud voice.]
Caladan: "This is Balrog. A warrior that moves like
the wind without making a sound and can be in the
place of a enemy before he knows it."
[Course he doesn't explain that translates to he is
a good thief and can rob you blind.]
Caladan: "This is a brother. Ben'dar is of the Fel'oros
tribe. He is a great horseman and warrior in battle.
His horse honors the plains by its mere presence. In
his days with us he has helped to battle horse eaters,
dragons and giants."
[Zen'da would likely not know the word hippogriff per se
so he uses horse eaters as the common slang for them
main enemy of the horses. He points to the necklaces
Ben'dar to wears. When he mentions the battles the
crowd whispers greatly to themselves.]
Caladan: "This is Chion Blades. He is a skilled warrior
who has helped in many battles. He is also a craftsman
of weapons and armor."
[It was clear Caladan didn't want to mention much about
him like his other skills at this point. Knowledge
is power. In fact Chion is surprised he knows the
blades name but he must've heard it in passing sometime
in the past. Caladan also doesn't mention he is a
magic user but that logic was explained previously.]
Caladan: "This is farseeker the best warrior in all of
Marentia. He can use these heavy swords as easy as
you can lift a rope."
[At the exaggeration many of the male warriors smile
and laugh or murmur among themselves. Its clear
though from some looks many warriors believe the
words spoken by Caladan]
Caladan: "And this one is Jordi. Many of you may not
know what he is. But he is an Elf." [He pauses for
the crowd to discuss it in whispers] "His people live
far to the west. The Ho'ga'sha has dealt with his
people over the years." [To this others murmur among
themselves hearing the great chief spoken of.] "There
is nothing to be afraid of him. His bravery and
courage is beyond most other men. His people work
with nature and the spirits. They are great guardians
of the forest and masters of the bow."
[Caladan doesn't mention him being a diplomat but that
might make a bad first impression for a warrior tribe
who prefers battle over peace.]
Caladan: "Malradh ben Kasha is a great warrior with his
mace. While a great rider of horses he also has travelled
wide and far as our people do at times. During this
travel he has learned seven languages and many warrior
skills for battle."
[The party finds the language comment odd but I guess it
comes down to the various sub dialects of the Zen'da?]
[Caladan sighs and looks at Thig. This should be tough.]
Caladan: "This is Thig. He is known as a Faerry. His
people are also far to the west with the Elves of the
forest. These are his two dogs. Thig is a warrior who
can get into places most can't. He is a great scout
and tracker. He is small only because his people are
small. Again there is nothing to be afraid of here."
[He pauses then looks straight at Thig and nods. Thig
grabs hold of his robes.] "His people have a special
ability..." [He nods and Thig drops his robes. He
then unfurls his wings at the shock and surprise of
the people who seem to step back a full step.] "He
can fly like the great birds." [At this thig takes
to the air and circles the crowd. But three warriors
raise Bows and ready them. Caladan sees this and yells]
"Stop! He means no one here harm. If you hurt him
you hurt nature as his people live only in constant
touch with nature. Would you kill the sacred eagle
cause they fly?" [The warriors look at Caladan then
at Thig. They lower their weapons. The Shaman while
during this keeps quiet and eyes Caladan. Caladan
waves for Thig to land.]
Caladan: "This joyous person is Strie'bog of the Vassa.
He knows many stories and songs of our people. Maybe
he'll honor us by singing and giving some stories
at the feast. He is a fine player of music but can
also use his bow with the forces of fire at his beck
and call. This is his wolf friend. A friend who
has chosen to protect him."
[Caladan nods at Strie'bog. Again he doesn't mention
he is a user of magic but can "call" on forces of
nature which for now is a better explanation.]
Caladan: "Trembyl! He is a person who deals with the
elements and works with the spirits for the good
of the earth. He is also a fine warrior who can
wrestle the best in our land."
Caladan: "This is Unali. Her lands are far to the
south. She is an expert warrior with the daggers
and can use both at one time while some men can
only use one! Even without the dagger she uses her
warrior skills in battle to kill and subdue with
Caladan: "Xian. A long time friend. A kind spirit who
is skilled in the healing arts."
[Xian just smirks. He knows he can't say much about
Xian being a great warrior as that's not really true.]
Caladan: "This is Z'leyra. She is a shaman, healer,
teacher, craftsman and warrior. Her healing skills
are renown in our lands. Her friend there has
joined her when her last Eagle was killed in battle.
She seems to have a constant eagle spirit protecting
her as her spirit guide."
[Caladan turns and stands while the people whisper and
talk among themselves. Then he walks to the shaman.]
Caladan: "Cetric, please accept these guests as my
personal friends and gusts."
[Cetric looks to the elders, the warriors and the
people then to the party as if looking for something
to say or not to say. Then he faces Caladan.]
Cetric: "Welcome! All...the process of learning of
each other will be well rewarded in the end. We
shall hold a feast to honor the guests!"
[With that many women depart the crowd and head to
the various tipis to gather food and materials. The
crowd also slowly disperss to only maybe 20 or so
that hang around and eye the party or whisper among
[Caladan approaches the Elder and Cetric.]
Caladan: [Whispers] "I was told there was trouble
here? Is there?"
[Both look at each other then back.]
Cetric: "There is no trouble that we can't handle
ourselves." [he emphasizes the word we] "You expect
to return after four years and save us? I think not."
Elder: "Your father will explain when he returns. For
now we'll hold the feast then your father will explain
later tonight." [his eyes shift from Caladan to Cetric
in a unspoken way.]
[The shaman turns away and walks back to his tipi with the
elder going in another direction.]
[Caladan stands in the center of the party and speaks in
Caladan: "I hope we have not wasted a month and a half
for nothing. The tribe looks normal to me. This
trouble I do not see. But maybe we'll learn more
as the evening grows."
Balrog: "Will your father know?"
Caladan: "I don't know. I'm sure he will. Go ahead
and dismount. We'll sit at the table and wait for
the feast. This ritual of a feast is one where they
rather feed guests even when food is running low to
honor them. During the feast the shaman will make
a toast with a ritual speech to the spirits. We
should all drink at the same time the shaman drinks.
That is one custom that must be followed. In fact
its a test of trust. Those who hold back are seen
as unworthy or hiding something."
[Several young teens gather the horses and take them
to the corral. Caladan explains nothing will be
taken as to steal is a heavy crime and would be more
dishonorable than many other things. As the
night grows torches are lit around the camp near the
Tipis and other spots. The food a half hour later
starts to be piled on the table. Many vegetables,
meats, fruits and breads. Even some soup type bowls
are served in the center.]
Next update Monday...
GM: In doing book keeping - Jordi you have now +1 EL Foyson
Theft from the casting of these spells each day.
GM: If you wish to do anything during the feast let me know.
Next update will continue the feast and other things. At
that point the horses will be awarded, trade goods can
be exchanged. Jordi's wine, etc. Battle stories will be
told and other stuff. Let me know....
BTW, as a GEE Whiz thing. Website has a image of what
the village of tipis might look like :) Bottom of the
page. Horse report updated with days 44-45 spells.
If you wish to get a updated character sheet let me know.
No CPs will be spent until end of the adventure though
so as to keep book keeping easy :)
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