[pnpgm] Game update #18a - File #83 - Party travels to Home
Scott Adams
longshot at darktech.org
Fri Feb 9 07:49:17 CET 2007
HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R1 John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar Ma
?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma
W3 Ryan Torres...........Farseeker.........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
R3 Wayne Richardson/Uji..Thig..............Sidh MU.Normal/Faerry Ma
W2 Robert Maxwell........Strie'bog.........Bard ..Normal/Human Ma
R3 Orion (Paul Broman)...Trembyl...........Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
W4 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe
R3 Scott Adams...........Xian..............Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
R4 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Boyzdar [Wolf] (Strie'bog),
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[Recap]
From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions]
Raiders:
Ben'Dar does not wish to kill the raiders. He ventures his
opinion, "These men have harmed the local people. It is the
locals' right to bring justice to them according to their own
ways."
Dead Area:
Ben'Dar watches Tef'wo to see the horse's reaction to the dead
area. He stays clear of it, but rides next to Strie'bog and asks
in a low voice, "What is this place? What caused the forest to
die here?"
Strie'bog's home:
Ben'Dar volunteers, "I will remain with the horses and keep a
watch out here." He will dismount but stay close to Tef'wo, who
he does not tie up to the log, but lets him graze freely. Pike
in hand, he walks over to the well and rights the overturned
bucket. He gazes into the well and all around the area to
ensure there is nothing amiss.
GM: Ack.
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From Chion: [Re: Actions]
[Arawn offers to help in Armor repair.]
When this is translated, Chion smiles for a bit. An elf who
wishes to work iron, now that is curiously amusing. Chion will
keep to himself, but he is watching this particular elf
relatively closely. Often smiling at him for no apparent reason.
Chion sees the nicely built and layed out home Strei'bog has
and starts thinking of his youth. When he was young he used to
play in the forests. And work.
But mostly play. But he liked it all a lot. He would be on a
mission, and wander off where nobody could catch him. Not so
long ago now, really. A clearing with high bushes all around
like this one. That is where he met his friend. He was playing
"young tiger" when suddenly his friend appeared. He said
something he did not understand, and then something he did.
Chion sensed it was magical talking and laughed. From that
point forward they became fast friends. Once a month for a
while they would meet in the clearing and Chion actually found
he was a quick learner of magic.
On the day he chose to leave his father to go with his friend,
he left at that clearing. It was really wonderful. "Inside?
Sure, I'll go in." Chion never thought about building a house
there. He was too young for that. But now the idea seems...
plausible.
GM: Ack. you know these thoughts of yours could get me going
on plot points for future adventures :)
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
As the party members move as stealthily as possible towards
the 4 laughing men Arawn's ears pick up the distinct language
spoken by the men. It is the Helva tongue and from what he
has heard about their description he believes them to be
Humagi. Great, he thought, them again. His last encounter
with them was unpleasant to say the least. He wondered if
these men were from the same tribe that had caused him so
much trouble earlier.
As the group entered the clearing Arawn's eyes were immediately
drawn to the crippled bird booted by one of the men. His eyes
narrowed and their was fire in his eyes. It seemed very apparent
that the poor creature was too be a source of cruel entertainment
for these men. It did not surprise him as he had become quite
aware of the cruelty that the Humagi seemed to enjoy inflicting
upon those around them. As the bird hopped away Arawn spoke to
it in a primal language.
(Tonah tongue) "Please little bird, do not stray far. I shall
heal your wing once we have dealt with these men if you can
wait or if not then come to me now and I will do what i can
for you."
(After dealing with the bird if it comes forward or after
speaking to it if it doesn't immediately) His eyes turn once
more upon the savages. The warrior Farseeker orders them to
surrender in various languages before it becomes apparent that
no one in the party speaks Helva, the tongue of the Humagi.
Interceding he shouts out, in Helva, "Do not make a move.
Surrender now and explain yourselves. Why are you here?"
As he waits for an answer he speaks to the party, "I believe
they are Humagi. I have some small skill in their language
and will do what I can to translate. I have ordered them to
be still and have asked why they are in these woods." (Arawn
will then attempt to translate as best he can, back and forth,
for the party)
Arawn will answer the Vassa warriors once he has had a chance
to hear what the Humagi have to say. In the meanwhile he will
tend to the injured bird.
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Once the party stumbles upon the burnt out clearing Arawn will
inspect things cautiously before he seems to close his eyes in
concentration.
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In the clearing Arawn will look around cautiously for anything
of interest or danger. Assuming that nothing stands out he will
then enter the dwelling behind the others, ready for any danger
that might jump out at them.
GM: Ack. Just for my info when you "inspect things" at the
dead area what does that entail?
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra will offer to assist Arawn in repair work. As a human
she won't have any trouble with touching iron. As a master
armorer she as quite qualified to assist. If any armor shows
up for repair she will engage in chat about alloys, not trying
to pry, but leaving an opening for Arawn to talk about elven
alloys if he chooses. She will offer to let him cast Tongues
on her for the learning of Marentian if he does not already
know the language.
As far as the prisoners go Z'leyra would prefer to hand them
over to the villagers for punishment. Their treatment of the
bird did nothing to inspire her to intercede in their behalf.
Z'leyra will question Corona about what was seen in the
devastation. In particular, anything near the center?
If invited, Z'leyra will enter Strie'bog's house. If not she
will enjoy the scenery.
GM: Ack.
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From Unali: [Re: Summarized email actions]
[Unali barters for food in the village.]
GM: Ack.
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From Arawn: [Re: more actions]
Arawn smiles and nods in regards to Strie'bogs offer.
"Thank you. It's appreciated and will greatly improve
communications with your friends."
Extending his hand forward he touches the Bard on forearm and
begins to invoke the power of elder magic to bless him with
knowledge of the Marentian tongue as he continues to speak
with the forest-child, his speech shifting from the sacred
Tongue of the Woods to Marentian.
"It is a pleasure to have made your aquaintance and I hope we
might have some time to journey together for a while. I have
heard you mention the troubles that may plague this forest
as well as your mother and I will do what I can to assist
both. Perhaps in the process I might be able to find some
answers to my own dilemma." He looks thoughtful as he
mentions the last.
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Decalis 8th, 99th day since left Marentia, 31st day of
Adventure #3 of the 1633rd year [TH].]
[Location: Pavassa Forest - Vassa Village]
[While in the village Unali tries to barter for more food
as her supply has run out. Strie'bog helps her to talk
with the village leaders during that night. Unali tries
to look at her gear for items to trade for that has some
value to the Vassa. As she puts items on a wooden stool
the Vassa watch and chat with Strie'bog. At the point
Unali spills out the Pink Ivory Dice found in the L'p'nth
fort one vassa male speaks up quickly. Strie'bog explains
the man likes games and has traded with Marentian traders
on dice but lost his set during a hunt. He would gladly
trade food for the dice if Unali is willing. Clearly this
seems unfair to the Vassa but its clear to Unali they
wish not to take advantage of the party as Strie'bog and
Arawn almost seemed like nobility here. Unali thus feels
it might be a good deal. The man offers to give her 3
weeks of food (equivalent to about 40 rations for ease
of conversion.]
GM: Is this a deal Unali?
[Unali also offers to help Arawn out.]
Unali: "Arawn, I will teach you what I know of the Marentina
language. From there it will be a matter of practice."
[That night Arawn learns Marentian and sits and talks
for hours with Strie'bog.]
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[Decalis 9th, 100th day since left Marentia, 32nd day of
Adventure #3 of the 1633rd year [TH].]
[Location: Pavassa Forest - Vassa Village]
[Next morning when Cheron asks for Strie'bogs blessing on
the newborn girl.]
[Strie'bog answers in Vassa but translates as well.]
Strie'bog: "Cheron, you do us honor, and we gladly accept you
hospitality." Strie'bog then turns to Khali and Josef, "the
proud father who helped to bring new life unto the world,
and the child's aunt to stand for the mother. I will be
honored to give the blessings of the Lord of Life." He
reaches out, and gently takes the babe into his arms. [He
then turns to the gathered villagers. This causes the
village to gather and a stillness fills the village.]
"Once, in a village near the lands of the Zen'da, where
nearly all the inhabitants bred horses. It was in the
early days of autumn when a big livestock market was held
yearly in the main town. Two brothers, one rich and the
other one poor, set off for market. The rich man rode a
stallion, and the poor brother a young mare. At dusk,
they stopped beside an empty hut and tethered their horses
outside, before going to sleep themselves on two heaps of
straw. Great was their surprise, when, next morning they
saw three horses outside, instead of two. Well, to be
exact the newcomer was not really a horse. It was a foal,
to which the mare had given birth during the night. Soon
it had the strength to struggle to its feet, and after a
drink of its mother's milk, the foal staggered its first
few steps. The stallion greeted it with a cheerful whinny,
and when the two brothers set eyes on it for the first
time, the foal was standing beside the stallion.
"It belongs to me!" exclaimed Deinzer, the rich brother, the
minute he saw it. "It's my stallion's foal." Ion, the poor
brother, began to laugh.
"Whoever heard of a stallion having a foal? It was born to
my mare!"
"No, that's not true! It was standing close to the stallion,
so it's the stallion's foal. And therefore it's mine!" The
brothers started to quarrel, then they decided to go to town
and bring the matter before the elders. Still arguing, they
headed for the big square where stood the elder of the
village hearing similiar cases.
Of course, the elder knew perfectly well who was the owner
of the foal. He was on the point of proclaiming in favor of
the poor brother, when suddenly Ion developed an unfortunate
twitch in his eye. The elder was greatly annoyed by this,
and decided to punish Ivan for his disrespect. After
listening to both sides of the story, he declared it was
difficult, indeed impossible, to say exactly who was the
foal's rightful owner. And being in the mood for a spot of
fun, and since he loved posing riddles and solving them as
well, to the amusement of his counselors, he exclaimed:
"I can't judge which of you should have the foal, so it will
be awarded to whichever of you solves the following four
riddles: what is the fastest thing in the world? What is
the fattest? What's the softest and what is the most
precious? I command you to return to the palace in a week's
time with your answers!" Deinzer started to puzzle over the
answers as soon as he left the courtroom. When he reached
home, however, he realized he had nobody to help him.
"Well, I will just have to seek help, for if I can't solve
these riddles, I will lose the foal!" Then he remembered a
woman, one of his neighbors, to whom he had once lent a
silver coin. That had been some time ago, and with the
interest, the neighbor now owed him three coins. And since
she had a reputation for being quick-witted, but also very
astute, he decided to ask her advice, in exchange for
canceling part of her debt. But the woman was not slow to
show how clever she really was, and promptly demanded that
the whole debt be wiped out in exchange for the answers.
"The fastest thing in the world is my husband's bay horse,"
she said. "Nothing can beat it! The fattest is our pig! Such
a huge beast has never been seen! The softest is the quilt
I made for the bed, using my own goose's feathers. It's the
envy of all my friends. The most precious thing in the world
is my three-month old nephew. There isn't a more handsome
child. I wouldn't exchange him for all the gold on earth,
and that makes him the most precious thing on earth!"
[Deinzer was rather doubtful about the woman's answers being
correct. On the other hand, he had to take some kind of
solution back to the elder.]
[In the meantime, Ion, who was a widower, had gone back to the
humble cottage where he lived with his small daughter. Only
seven years old, the little girl was often left alone, and
as a result, was thoughtful and very clever for her age. The
poor man took the little girl into his confidence, for like
his brother, he knew he would never be able to find the
answers by himself. The child sat in silence for a moment,
then firmly said:]
"Tell the elder that the fastest thing in the world is the
cold north wind in winter. The fattest is the soil in our
fields whose crops give life to men and animals alike, the
softest thing is a child's caress and the most precious is
honesty."
[The day came when the two brothers were to return before the
elder, who was curious to hear what they had to say. He
roared with laughter at Deinzer's foolish answers. However,
when it was Ion's turn to speak, a frown spread over the
elder's face. The poor brother's wise replies made him
squirm, especially the last one, about honesty, the most
precious thing of all. The elder knew perfectly well that he
had been dishonest in his dealings with the poor brother,
for he had denied him justice. He angrily demanded:
"Who gave you these answers?" Ion told the elder that it was
his small daughter. Still annoyed, the elder said:
"You shall be rewarded for having such a wise and clever
daughter. You shall be awarded the foal that your brother
claimed, together with a two horses of my own. But...but..."
said the elder, "You will come before me in seven days' time,
bringing your daughter. And since she's so clever, she must
appear before me neither naked nor dressed, neither on foot
nor on horseback, neither bearing gifts nor empty-handed.
And if she does this, you will have your reward. If not,
you'll have your head chopped off for your impudence!"
[Some of the Vassa at this give a slight murmur at this
shocking action. Strie'bog continues...]
Strie'bog: "The onlookers began to laugh, knowing that the poor
man would never to able to fulfill the elder's conditions.
Ion went home in despair, his eyes brimming with tears. But
when he had told his daughter what had happened, she calmly
said:
"Tomorrow, go and catch a hare and a partridge. Both must be
alive! You'll have the foal and the hundred silver ducats!
Leave it to me!" Ion did as his daughter said. He had no
idea what the two creatures were for, but he trusted in his
daughter's wisdom.
On the day of the audience with the elder, the village square
was thronged with bystanders, waiting for Ion and his small
daughter to arrive. At last, the little girl appeared, draped
in a fishing net, riding the hare and holding the partridge
in her hand. She was neither naked nor dressed, on foot or
on horseback. Scowling, the elder told her:
"I said neither bearing gifts nor empty-handed!" At these words,
the little girl held out the partridge. The Emperor stretched
out his hand to grasp it, but the bird fluttered into the air.
The third condition had been fulfilled. In spite of himself,
the elder could not help admiring the little girl who had so
cleverly passed such a test, and in a gentler voice, he said:
"Is your father terribly poor, and does he desperately need
the foal?"
"Oh, yes!" replied the little girl. "We live on the hares he
catches in the rivers and the fish he picks from the trees!"
"Aha!" cried the elder triumphantly. "So you're not as clever
as you seem to be! Whoever heard of hares in the river and
fish in the trees!" To which the little girl swiftly replied:
"And whoever heard of a stallion having a foal?" At that, both
elder and the villagers burst into peals of laughter. Ion was
immediately given the foal and two of the elder's horses, and
the elder proclaimed:
"Only in this village could such a wise little girl be born!"
[After the story is over, Strie'bog lifts the baby up to the
sky (I am assuming that it is a girl child), and speaks in the
Tongue of the Woods, "Great Cernunnos, hear my plea that this
little life be blessed by your court with all the graces life
can bestow". (Cast bless at EL 3 just for good measure).
[In Vassa, Strie'bog continues,] "Greetings Sonya. May your
wisdom be as radiant as your beauty."
[He then hands the babe back to Khali and Josef.]
[The villagers give a round of applause at the blessing which
quietly stops as the baby is turned over. A solid white
dove lands nearby on top of a hut and coos. It then flies
directly over the proud father and child and flies into the
woods. Cheron, Khali and Josef all smile at the blessing.
All three give thanks many times to Strie'bog.]
Cheron: "Thank you!"
[The father beams and shows the newborn to the villagers.
The aunt's eyes twinkle at Strie'bog who just named
the child which in this society is a great honor.]
GM: Very good story Robert! I'm impressed. This won't
be forgotten for role playing credit :)
[As the villagers mingle with the father Cheron returns to
his people. The party reassemble at their horses. Strie'bog
replies back to Xian on his comment.]
Strie'bog: "The Druids are the true priests among the Vassa. I
am a bard, and as such support the work of the Druids and act
as a celebrant when needed."
Xian: "They clearly respect you. While they knew Arawn as
a druid they didn't ask him they asked you. Your reputation
here is more than his it seems. Maybe that is your mother's
influence." [He smiles back to Strie'bog.]
[Strie'bog mounts his horse and turns to Arawn]
Strie'bog: "The elder recognized you as Druid, but I have not
met you in these woods. I take it you have traveled far
from home. As you have heard, the Court of Life is honored
here. As Figol is twin to Cernunnos, we know and honor those
who walk the path of the sidh. Let us ride and talk Arawn, for
I would like to know more about you."
GM: Figured this was done after the blessing and thus going
to the cabin. Thus changed one word above from "let us
sit" to "let us ride" :)
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[Decalis 13th, 104th day since left Marentia, 39th day of
Adventure #3 of the 1633rd year [TH].]
[Location: Pavassa Forest]
[Time: around 1:40pm. - Humagi Raiders are caught]
[Ben'dar gives his view on the raiders to the party to
turn the men over to the Vassa hunters.
[As the Humagi raiders are surrounded Arawn stays hidden
in the forest for a few seconds listening to them. Even
before the party attacked he realized they were Humagi.
He heard their foul taunts on the defenseless bird to
humor themselves. One complained about being so far
in Vassa territory while another complained about being
lost. The leader tried to quiet their complaints by
hurting the bird further. It seems clear the leader seems
as lost as the others and is hiding his shame by
trying to distract them till he can get his bearings.
Maybe the forest itself has done this to the men. It
is common for people to enter a forest and suddenly paths
that lead inward seem hours later to be covered over by
grass and trees as if...by magic. He wonders if these
are the same men who captured him some time ago but they
don't look like it.]
[Arawn tries to communicate with the bird. It chirps back
to him from a low bush. As Arawn goes to help the
bird he looks over his shoulder and speaks.]
Arawn: [Helva] "Do not make a move. Surrender now and explain
yourselves. Why are you here?"
[Of course the warning goes to the two that weren't knocked
out and captured already. One of them men gives a quick
laugh and points.]
Man: "Pointy ears demands our surrender!"
Other Man: "We don't surrender to your kind!"
[But when the party raises weapons and shows their power
by simply squirming in their saddles the 2 men look
at the humans ignoring Thig and Arawn.]
Man: "Now you we will surrender." [He speaks toward
Chion, initially it was Ben'dar but the man seems to
sense one of their arch rivals a Zen'da so figures
Chion looks more acceptable to surrender to.]
[Z'leyra gives her opinion to turn the men over to
the Vassa.]
Strie'bog listens to the talk and then turns to
Farseeker.]
Strie'bog: "Yes, it is more common for us to use less harsh
punishment to help people to grow from wrongs they commit,
but there is a time and a place when more stern measures
are taken."
Farseeker: "Well murder doesn't mean banishment will
cure it."
[Through translations.]
Aggalu: "The murder is clear we have a witness back
in the village. If this man is identified he
will await punishment by the druid that lives in
our area of the forest. his decision weights
heavy with the elder's own decision for punishment.
OF course if things get extreme the Forestal himself
can decide their fate but I suspect that won't
be the case."
Xian: "What do you mean? These men could be harmed
before they return to your village."
Aggalu: "No. We are not like that. They will be
treated well. We all answer to nature and life.
The Tablets record our actions and so we will
not harm them."
Strie'bog: [Tongue of the Wood which only he and
Arawn understand, to Arawn] "if you do not feel
comfortable passing judgement, then let the elder and the
village choose. There is no dishonor in this course."
[Arawn has voted for turning the men over to the Vassa.]
GM: Above may not be a perfect sequence of dialogue
or events. But based on how the actions came in
I had to fit them into a timeline that flows.
[For a short time the party tries to question the Humagi
to see their intentions. But its clear these men are
just lost travellers who felt a good poaching could
be found in the bountiful forest. They admit boldly
as if proud of it, of killing a few pigs and other
animals. The men never answer Arawn, Thig or Strie'bog's
direct questions or comments. They simply ignore the
three clearly showing their prejudice.]
Farseeker: "I say turn them over to the Vassa."
Thig: "I say they themselves should be hunted down
like sick deer and be slaughtered. But if that
is not the Vassa way then turn them to the Vassa."
Trembyl: "Give them to the Vassa."
Xian: "Turn them to the Vassa."
[At this point Ben'dar, Farseeker, Thig, Xian, Trembyl
and Z'leyra says to turn the prisoners over. Chion,
and Unali hasn't commented. Arawn is still new the
party will accept his view but the weight will
be judged by his newness. But a majority (6) has
already given the verdict. After a short while the
Vassa bring rope and tie the men's arms and hands.
Leading the men away the Vassa head west through the
forest. In the center of their horses walks the
Vassa men grumbling all the way.]
Farseeker: "I don't like the idea that these men got
this far. The villagers said they traveled a
few days. Based on talking to them we must be a
good 60 days from the plains to the west. If
the Humagi get this deep in that could be very
problematic to the Vassa."
[The party continues northward...]
[While the party was talking Arawn coaxes the wounded bird
from the bush. He cups the bird and casts a spell to
talk to it. He works to help heal the bird. He speaks
the words as a green energy comes from his chest adn through
his arms and into the bird. This heals the bird's wing
and stops the bleeding. The bird is still left with a
broken stump where the wing was cut off by the axe. Seconds
later he casts another spell and the stump grows a very tiny
bud of a wing. It may take time but the bird should
regrow the wing soon. Arawn asks Aggalu to take the bird
back to their village to take care of. Aggalu accepts.]
Trembyl: "Arawn! That last spell. I've heard those words
before. I saw them cast once before by a priest in
Bhamotin. That spell I'm told can cure physical weakness.
If that is so we all know a friend who is weakeend
after...recovering from great damage. It could help him."
[Trembyl thinks of Caladan.]
GM: Physical weakness - attribute points.
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[Time: 2:13pm] - Dead forest area]
[At the dead area Arawn inspects the area visually.
He has seen such areas before in the Lower World.
Complete miles and miles of dead areas. Something
flashes in his mind. A recovered memory? It
seems its as if the area is completely burnt after
a forest fire or through other foul means. After
a few seconds Arawan closes his eyes in concentration.
Arawn tries to cast a forest spell to learn the truth
but the spell fails. Thig watches Arawn and Strie'bog
then comes to Arawn and nudges him. Speaking in
a quiet Elf tone.]
Thig: "Strie'bog knows this place. I can see it in his
face. Its not shock. Its not disappointment. Its
sadness as if from a memory. I suspect he'll tell
us in time what this place is. If he wishes to. Until
then I suggest not tempting fate with magic. It
could bring up further bad memories for him."
[Ben'dar watches Tef'wo as they ride past the area. He
actually watches all the animals. There are no birds in
the area as if they avoid the area. Corona does not
fly over the dead area and lands on occasional trees
ahead of the party. As Strie'bog rides Boyzdar lowers
his head and does not even look at the area. The wolf
only looks forward and continues north with a closed
mouth and down folded ears. The horses don't seem to
sense anything from the area. Tef'wo however does as
the wolf keeps his head north and does not look at the
dead area as if out of respect. At one point Tef'wo comes
close to the edge and the horse goes out of his way to
avoid the dead ground.]
Ben'dar: [in a low voice,] "What is this place? What caused
the forest to die here?"
[After a few minutes the area is behind the party and
Strie'bog seems to breath more calmly. He then
answers the question.]
Strie'bog: "This is the wound I spoke of. My father died at
that spot, defending my mother from the attacks of a Kotothi
Shaman. As a man of faith, he called upon his inner spirit
to draw from the black magics from the shaman. He
succeeded, but it cost his life. My mother's heart broke
that day, and this is the manifestation of her pain.
Nothing has grown in this spot since that day."
Farseeker: "I'm sorry about your loss. This place seems
to be a reminder forever of it. The forest won't
regrow over it?"
Thig: "I've actually seen areas like that before but
it was a forest fire. Sometimes fire helps the
forest to regrow even better. Fire may destroy
but it also continues life. Maybe in some fashion
by his death it continues life in this forest."
Trembyl: "Did this Kotothi Shaman die as well or does
he still live?"
Farseeker [In a low voice]: "How did you know about it Xian?"
Xian: "I didn't. I just sensed something bad about it.
I saw how Strie'bog reacted. I figured he would
tell us eventually as he has. Remember I am one
that studies people and how they act. Just so I can
improve my disguise artist skill. I could tell on
approach it was something important to Strie'bog."
[After the dead area is left behind for a good while
Thig lifts off from his horse and explains he is off
to relieve himself. He heads eastward as the party
moves north. But what seems like a good 20 minutes
pass before he returns to his horse without a word.]
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[Time: 3:48pm] - Unusual Tree
[Strie'bog explains the tree in a emotional state.]
Strie'bog: "This is the place of my birth," [while looking at
the flower and around the grove.] "Unlike the barren place,
this is one which still fills my mother with great love,
and it is ever in bloom." [Bowing his head,] "this place..."
[he choks up a little.] "I have a tie to his place, but
let us continue."
Farseeker: "Such a contrast in places. Just an hour an
a half we were in a place of death. Now a place of
death and life. Amazing."
[The sounds of the forest are above average here as many
colonies of birds and insects sing the Song of the Forest.]
Thig: "The flower is very pretty. Strange that it grows
from the tree itself rather than the ground."
[Trembyl leans to Xian and whispers]
Trembyl: "His eyes got more green with that silver hue
to it when he is talking of the place. Notice that?"
Xian: "Yes. Also that he held the instrument while
talking about it."
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[This is part 1 of 2.]
Sorry for the delay. I got bogged down. Consider
this to be Friday's update. Part 2 will follow this
update.
The Humagi encounter was quickly done on purpose. It
could go in depth but is not vital to things. But
the tree and dead area are important aspects of things.
I have updated the Timeline on the website. The map
shows the current location of the party (the yellow
square). The map hasn't been updated since it was the
final destination.
[Snipet of Timeline]
Dates Marentia Days
Decalis 8 - [99 ] [34 ] Enter Vassa Village
Decalis 9 - [100 ] [35 ] Strie'bog blesses newborn
Decalis 10-12- [100-103] [36-38] Forest, Travel north to home
Decalis 13 - [104 ] [39 ] Forest, 1:40pm Humagi encounter
Decalis 13 - [104 ] [39 ] Forest, 2:13pm Dead forest area
Decalis 14 - [104 ] [39 ] Forest, 3:48pm Birth Tree
Decalis 14 - [104 ] [39 ] Forest, 5:32pm Strie'bog's home
Days 34-39. You may submit skill training for the 6 days. From
previous actions I already have some of those things.
Unali - Forest Survival
Arawn - Scimitar
The 6 days are all in Forest terrain.
Stay tuned for part 2...
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