[pnpgm] Game Update #42a - File #168 - Wedding Feast

Scott Adams longshot at darktech.org
Fri May 2 08:21:06 CEST 2008


  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
  ?? Tom Corckett..........Caladan...........Wizard  Normal/Human  Ma
  W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human  Ma
  -- Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....NormalFaerry  Fe
  -- J H Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma
  W4 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human  Fe
  R4 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human  Fe
     Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Boyzdar [Wolf] (Strie'bog),
             
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     [Recap]

        From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
          Arawn raises an eyebrow, a slightly humored look in his eye,
          at the Faerry's odd reply. She had obviously spent much too
          much time among humans which would explain the social faux
          pas. He held nothing against her however and recognized both
          compliment and appreciation when he heard it, one of the traits
          that separated him from most of the High Sidh who would have
          seethed at such a thing. A roguish smile crossed his face
          almost immediately afterward & there was a twinkle in his eye.

          "Think nothing of it. It was my pleasure."
          OOC: Arawn will cast Energy at EL0 until Fremea feels at full
          strength and would have done so before going to bed.

          [***Ben'dar's section quote on talking to Frmea deleted
           since in another update.***]

          Arawn recalled his first meeting with Fremea and the sad tale
          she told. Back then he had little time to speak with her, the
          party separating very quickly during the winter months, and now
          her words came back to him. He pitied her, his heart full of
          compassion for one who suffered as she had, and he waited until
          he had time to speak with her quietly.

          "I am sorry for your loss and what you have been through. I do
          not know what it is like to have lived as you do, I can only
          imagine the shadow of it, but I know something of loss and of
          being displaced...," a distant look in his eyes as he said this.
          "I will do what I can to assist you, to find those you seek and
          hopefully bring you some peace and when all is set aright then
          I shall show you the wonders of the true realms of the Sidh!"
          --------------------------------------------------------------
          [*** Section on Arawn torching the Dirasa deleted for speace***]

          Arawn shakes his head as if waking from a dream. He looks around
          oddly for a very brief moment before allowing his eyes to rest
          on the now burnt Dirasa. He had no idea what came over him and
          sighed at the sight. It was a shame, he had hoped to study the
          creature in depth. Perhaps his reaction was one carried over
          by his Sidh nature but it seemed almost a madness. Interesting,
          it would be something he would have to learn to master or
          release if he were to evolve.

          He understood the overpowering hatred the Sidh had for others,
          especially Kototh and his brood, but Arawn had always felt
          differently, another odd quirk that set him apart from the
          others. He despised the pain and suffering caused by the
          Kotothi but did not hold a racial hatred for them. Such things
          were baggage that would serve no purpose but to hold one back
          from evolution and ascension. While the gods thrived and died
          on thier passions, both creative and destructive, his were
          focused on things that kept him from getting lost in the myriad
          and complex plots of the gods and their war. His mind was
          focused on the primordial as well as the future.

          He looked at the fallen Dirasa and pitied it for the hand Nebeth
          had in it's creation. While others wished to destroy such out of
          hand he felt otherwise, there could be change for such beings-
          what was done could be undone, though how and what it would
          mean for many of Kototh's creations he could not yet say. His
          thoughts then wandered to other things for a brief moment,
          thoughts of what lay in the primordial time before gods and
          creation before focusing once again on the scene. Leaning down
          with cloth covered arms he very carefully picked up the remains
          to pack away for careful study later. As he did so he listened
          to Correl and Fremea discuss the creature before deciding to
          speak up.

          "It is a creation of Nebeths. Correl is right, they can sense
          our kind from a distance away, less than a mile though so a
          lair may not be too far off. It would be something worth
          investigating when time permits."

          His thoughts wandered back to another a place and time, the
          serpent crown he wore far too the west, and the odd things in
          relation to that. He wondered if Nebeth, the Great Serpent, was
          connected to those events as well. Unfortunately, for now,
          there was no way of knowing but the thought intrigued him
          nevertheless.

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          In response to Zhou's offer Arawn will sit in the front row, as
          he would see it as a possible insult to do otherwise. He will
          lock away all weapons but will carry his wand, if it is deemed
          to fall within the rules of proper etiquette (he'll ask Zhou
          and Kee, both of them) and dress in his finest clothing.

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          Aside from this, with his ranks in Herbalism, does Arawn know
          of any items that could speed up mana recovery?

          Also, as he did not have time to acquire a proper gift for the
          High Elder, would an Elvish Bow (as it is a rare item outside
          of elven culture) be considered a fitting, though last minute,
          gift?
        GM: Ack. Spell never happened so that section not below.  No
            need for the Energy spell.  Raban was able to cure it
            totally and first.  I only asked cause Arawn is known
            to offer it frequently.  The conversation with Ben'dar
            and Fremea was at the tavern bar and I had assumed alone
            as Ben'dar would not have opened his feelings if others
            around.  I suspect that's how he would feel.  Arawn
            would've been still at the manorhouse that early.  So
            the conversation between Ben'dar and Fremea not known by
            others.  I probably didn't make it that clear but it
            was implied.  As a result I'll move your dialogue to
            her not in reference to that but as a memory of her past
            telling in the Sivas tavern and treat as below.  Hope
            this is acceptable. It applies alone in its own context
            well.  As nothing happened at wedding the wand thing wouldn't
            have mattered.  It'd have been allowed.  Yes.  The bow
            would be a well appreciated gift for the High Elder if
            you wish to do so. Gifts weren't expected nor requested
            as it was short notice and he'd have understood.  As to
            mana helpers in terms of NMIs my quick scans come up with
            these: Alectorius, Chalcedony, Dark Ruby, Houseleek, Oxyx,
            Star Ruby, Black diamond, Great spider poison, Moon Rose.
            Last 3 for Will and others for mana in general it seems.
            There are many items not listed above that give mana in
            particular for specific spells. 

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        From Raban: [Re: Actions]
           <In case it is forgotten, Raban always wears the Lapwing Heart
           Amulet when he sleeps as it recovers Mana and HP faster. For
           those curious look up Watchful Sleep>

           <Also the Alectorious provided 2 mana for the spells, its
           quite handy for any spell caster.> <I added these notes
           partially due to someone asking about ways to recover mana
           faster. Not casting also speeds up mana recovery quite a lot.
           Mana Sending also allows Mana sharing between people and
           could be useful to top up key casters like for teleports.
           There may be other ways so feel free to reread the books.>

           <And as a warning both those materials are animal derived
           natural materials and may be considered icky by some people
           ;) But Raban does not mind, nature provides things for those
           who help protect it.>

           [Raban is quite happy, as his Goddess must be favoring him
           today since everything worked properly.]

           Raban to Frema following the spell casting, "It was my pleasure
           to help you. I too hope such healing will not be needed again.
           Have you learned of the Plant Named Angelica? It is a wondrous
           plant that spirit healing potions can be made from. Keeping it
           available could help counter some of the effects of poisons in
           an emergency. It also boosts your resistance to magic, so works
           as a defense if you know you are at risk from Spells. I have
           some but I have not had a chance to grind it, add it to fine
           wine and put it in small bottles. I am sure there is some
           available in this city as well. Please remember to remind me
           to bless you again when ever you need it."

           [Much later Raban wonders if he is supposed to visit with the
           High Elder. Surely entertaining would not merit meeting with
           such an important person no matter how good you were, though
           nobles have given a lot of gold to me for the few times I
           played for them. In any case I have nothing to hide and a
           person who could punch out a giant rarely needs a weapon
           anyway.]
        GM: Ack. 

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        From Chion: [Re: Actions]
          Upon hearing Zhou's telling the other the rules Chion knows by
          heart he will take him to the side and ask him quietly, "The
          Egg Drop? Isn't that for Royalty only? I mean, I don't mean
          any disrespect to my master Correl in the least, but I have
          to ask... how is the lady connected to the Lord of Katai?" Not
          to loud that anyone else can hear.
        GM: Ack.

                                ----------------------------

        From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
          [***Text from Fremea deleted***]

          "Then we shall have to move swiftly to find them. When time
          permits tell me what you know of them and perhaps we can begin
          our search while still in the Dark Lands."
          ----------------------------------------------------------
          "From your story it seems you have been gone too long from Sidh.
          I will gladly teach you what if you arew willing to learn."
        GM: Ack. 

                                ----------------------------

        From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
           [***Old Duplicated text from Arawn and last update
            deleted.***]

           Fremea takes a longer look at the demi-god and wonders if he
           has other plans too. There is something lost in him it seems
           and is only looking to find a place to fit in, just like
           almost all the masses try to do. "Thank you for your offer,
           I hope we can find the ones I am looking for soon, though I
           fear they may already be hunted by others wanting to harm
           them."

           "I will make time permit, however I have heard of this Great
           Magician and would not keep him waiting. So, the audience
           will be first and then I shall hunt those 'creatures.' It
           seems you know about them more than any of these here, so I
           will learn as much as I can from you."
        GM: Ack. 

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     [New Stuff]

        [Marqi 29th, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4.
         Location: High Elder's Domain, Dark Lands, North-East
           corner of continent, center of Dark Lands.]

        [Time: 8:04pm]

        [After Arawn torches the Dirasa corpse to nothing but ash.]

        [Arawn shakes his head as if waking from a dream. He looks around
         oddly for a very brief moment before allowing his eyes to rest
         on the now burnt Dirasa. He had no idea what came over him and
         sighed at the sight. It was a shame, he had hoped to study the
         creature in depth. Perhaps his reaction was one carried over
         by his Sidh nature but it seemed almost a madness. Interesting,
         it would be something he would have to learn to master or
         release if he were to evolve.]

         [He understood the overpowering hatred the Sidh had for others,
         especially Kototh and his brood, but Arawn had always felt
         differently, another odd quirk that set him apart from the
         others. He despised the pain and suffering caused by the
         Kotothi but did not hold a racial hatred for them. Such things
         were baggage that would serve no purpose but to hold one back
         from evolution and ascension. While the gods thrived and died
         on their passions, both creative and destructive, his were
         focused on things that kept him from getting lost in the myriad
         and complex plots of the gods and their war. His mind was
         focused on the primordial as well as the future.]

         [He looked at the fallen Dirasa and pitied it for the hand Nebeth
         had in it's creation. While others wished to destroy such out of
         hand he felt otherwise, there could be change for such beings-
         what was done could be undone, though how and what it would
         mean for many of Kototh's creations he could not yet say. His
         thoughts then wandered to other things for a brief moment,
         thoughts of what lay in the primordial time before gods and
         creation before focusing once again on the scene. Leaning down
         with cloth covered arms he very carefully picked up the remains
         to pack away for careful study later. As he did so he listened
         to Correl and Fremea discuss the creature before deciding to
         speak up.]

         Arawn: "It is a creation of Nebeth's. Correl is right, they can
           sense our kind from a distance away, less than a mile though
           so a lair may not be too far off. It would be something worth
           investigating when time permits."

        [Fremea hears Arawn's explanation and replies in hopes to
         track down the creatures soon to destroy them.]

        Fremea: "I will make time permit, however I have heard of this
           Great Magician and would not keep him waiting. So, the audience
           will be first and then I shall hunt those 'creatures.' It seems
           you know about them more than any of these here, so I will
           learn as much as I can from you."

         [Arawn's thoughts wandered back to another place and time, the
          serpent crown he wore far too the west, and the odd things in
          relation to that. He wondered if Nebeth, the Great Serpent, was
          connected to those events as well. Unfortunately, for now, there
          was no way of knowing but the thought intrigued him
          nevertheless.]

         [After a few moments of study the body of the small creature is
          too well burnt from Corona's first attack and the torch to
          really study it.  its a simple lizard like creature that
          had wings.  Only points stub out where its wings burnt away.
          Arawn knows that study of the creature is likely useless
          after Corona's first attack.  But he also knows that body
          parts from this creature could lead to evil things from
          evil wizards who might have a grudge against the Sidh.  Now
          the body is too well burnt and its insides likely melted
          away to be of any use to anyone even scavengers.]

         [Raban casts his blessing spells upon Fremea.]

         Raban: "It was my pleasure to help you. I too hope such healing
           will not be needed again. Have you learned of the Plant Named
           Angelica? It is a wondrous plant that spirit healing potions
           can be made from. Keeping it available could help counter some
           of the effects of poisons in an emergency. It also boosts your
           resistance to magic, so works as a defense if you know you are
           at risk from Spells. I have some but I have not had a chance to
           grind it, add it to fine wine and put it in small bottles. I
           am sure there is some available in this city as well. Please
           remember to remind me to bless you again when ever you
           need it."

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        [Time: 8:49pm]  

        [Arawn and Fremea find themselves alone at the table while
         the others are getting food, dancing or talking to others.
         Arawn recalls what Fremea told of her past when she joined
         the group long ago.  Now that they are alone Arawn brings
         up the subject Sidh to Sidh.]

        Arawn: "I am sorry for your loss and what you have been through.
          I do not know what it is like to have lived as you do, I can
          only imagine the shadow of it, but I know something of loss
          and of being displaced...," [a distant look in his eyes as he
          said this.] "I will do what I can to assist you, to find those
          you seek and hopefully bring you some peace and when all is
          set aright then I shall show you the wonders of the true
          realms of the Sidh!"

        [Fremea takes a longer look at the demi-god and wonders if he has
         other plans too. There is something lost in him it seems and is
         only looking to find a place to fit in, just like almost all the
         masses try to do.]

        Fremea: "Thank you for your offer, I hope we can find the ones I
          am looking for soon, though I fear they may already be hunted
          by others wanting to harm them."

        Arawn: "Then we shall have to move swiftly to find them. When
          time permits tell me what you know of them and perhaps we can
          begin our search while still in the Dark Lands.  From your
          story it seems you have been gone too long from Sidh. I will
          gladly teach you what if you are willing to learn."


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        [Marqi 30th, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4.
         Location: High Elder's Domain, Dark Lands, North-East
           corner of continent, center of Dark Lands.]

        [Time: 8:335m]

        [After Zhou explains the schedule and rules for meeting the
         High Elder.  Chion moves Zhou away from the others and
         in a low voice asks him a question.]

        Chion: "The Egg Drop? Isn't that for Royalty only? I mean, I
          don't mean any disrespect to my master Correl in the least,
          but I have to ask... how is the lady connected to the Lord
          of Katai?"

        [Zhou looks nervous a bit and looks to Correl in the distance
         and back at Chion.  He fidgets his feet a bit then answers
         in a low whisper only Chion can hear.]

        Zhou: "You are correct.  I thought you knew?  Correl I figured
          would've told you by now?  Zhing is a long lost relative
          to the royal line of Katai.  If she were there she would
          be considered a distant niece to the emperor.  She has
          some form of royal blood in her but here that blood means
          little.  Only a few know this fact so please don't spread
          it.  She herself doesn't know the detail since she was
          adopted by her own parents when she was an infant.  No
          one but maybe the High Elder knows her true parents.  You
          have a keen eye to recognize the use of the Egg Drop.
          I doubt anyone else did.  In some rare occasion the
          Drop can be used for non royals if the High Elder as
          the ex-Count of Marob deems it worthy."

        [Chion listens and his eyes squint a bit.  Is this story
         true or is it made up for his benefit?]


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        [Time: 10:00-11:30am]

        [The wedding ends and most head to their place of temporary
         homes (inns, tavern, manor house, wagons or village homes.)
         Many change into less formal clothing but the majority stay
         in their finest out of respect.  For two hours entertainers
         play music as servants rush crazy like to clear the seats
         away from the field to give some room for dancing.  Within
         an hour the servants return to place circular tables and
         long wooden tables into place for the feast celebration.
         Everyone is happy the wedding went well and with not
         one problem.  Correl and Zhing mingle and chat with
         friends and family.]

        [Arawn studies the crowd more intently than he did last night.
         Now that there are clear views of everyone their faces can
         be read better.  Arawn soon guesses that the one called
         Sorceress seems to be high in power in this group.  He
         later confirms this by learning she is second in command
         of the Dark Lands if there is a "second in command."  All
         are pretty much equal but she yields great power and wealth.
         Yet there is something dark and sinister about her that
         Arawn can't quite place his finger on.]

        [Ben'dar spends a few lengthy minutes with Correl's permission
         to examine the white house.  He finds it a creature of
         great beauty.  Not quite a good combat mount that could
         last long in the field but one of long endurance and long
         quality breeding.  If only Ben'dar had this horse to add
         to his ranch he could increase orders.  Ben'dar figures
         the horse to be less than Tef'wo in combat but the white
         horse is high in quality in social grounds.  Of course the
         Zen'da have their own legends on white horses.  Since they
         are so rare on the plains.  They say when one appears they
         can lead to great omens depending on how they come into the
         world.  If they come fast it leads to omens of darkness and
         great peril, usually plaques or wars.  If they come slow
         and steady it leads to a great person will soon rise in
         power to lead the people to greatness.  Ben'dar hopes
         its the slow version for Correl.  Ben'dar heads to the
         food tables once they are setup and begins to chow down
         on great amounts of food and drink.]

        [Caladan spends most of the feast eating and chatting with
         a couple Katai scholars at his table.  They apparently
         cast several lengthy communicate spells for the conversation
         to take place.  Both share in various cultural aspects.]

        [Chion spends a good amount of time with Correl talking
         of what has happened in the past few months.  Its good
         for the two to catch up and Zhing seems to respect this.
         They quietly chat at one side of the field.]

        Correl: "You have definitely made me proud.  I'm getting too
          old to take more apprentices.  But the nobles urge me
          to take one more.  I may later.  After the feast Zhing
          and I will leave for our honeymoon.  I hope your meeting
          with the High Elder goes well.  We won't leave though
          till probably 1 or 2.  So I hope to see you before we
          leave to hear of his audience with you.  I do not know
          what it is about but it seems rather important to specifically
          request you to come here from Marentia.  I do like
          your friends.  That Elf seems pained by something and
          that could lead to reckless actions.  Like yourself as
          a young learner.  You will need to guide him and
          yourself on these things.  Ben'dar can take care of
          himself but his pride can get in the way of the brain.
          I hope he uses more of the brain than his muscles.
          Caladan reminds me of a curious child eager for adventure
          but never wanting to settle down.  Yes.  I've learned
          that just from our short talk with him.  You know I've
          always had good ways in figuring people out." [He looks
          down briefly.] "All except for Sha Lu and Zing.  I
          don't always get it right.  Fremea intrigues me as
          a sneaky sort that you may have to watch.  I have read
          their kind can be very mischievous and can betray humans
          at a drop of a hat.  Watch her carefully.  Raban seems
          eager to help and will be a great help to your party
          of friends.  I only know him as a musician but he seems
          worthy as a companion.  Unali reminds me of you if you
          were female.  Quiet and aloof but very confident in
          her style and abilities.  Z'leyra fascinates me as being
          a confused person.  She wears many forms of self identity.
          But she can't decide on one.  A shaman?  A Healer? A
          wizard? A artist and enchanter? A fighter?  You know
          our people specialize and our caste system doesn't allow
          such multiple professions.  It leads to power spread out
          too thin and never specialize in one area.  While she
          seems confused on which she will take in her life she
          seems strong and confident in her abilities..."

        [Chion and Correl continue to talk awhile until Zhing and
         her friends grab Correl away to talk to a noble from the north.]

        [Fremea finds that no one seems to want to dance or talk to
         her.  Nothing unusual there.  Humans are afraid of that
         which they don't understand.  Fremea spends time with the
         party eating the strange eastern fruits that are quite
         tasty.  She notices that there are only about a dozen
         kids on the field and they are seem rigid as their parents
         or guardians seem to control them.  After she eats she
         finds a couple kids standing in one corner looking bored
         and tries to show her the stick game she learned at the
         Zen'da village.  But the parents quickly grab the kids
         away and Fremea rejoins Raban and the others.]

        [Raban is asked to play his pipe for about 15 minutes but
         after that he is given time to rest and enjoy himself
         as a visitor not a entertainer.  Around 11:15am he is given
         a bag of coins as payment and a thanks from Zhou.  Raban
         learns and finds it fascinating that Wizards abound here
         in this land.  All from the big orientations even shadow
         magic and elder but there are no druids or bards here.
         A few priests seem to dot the land in various religions but
         even they have a lower status. Maybe the land could
         benefit from the experience in bards and druids from the
         party.]

        [Unali enjoys the wedding feast food as she hasn't had
        a good selection of Katai foods in a great many seasons.
        The fruits and specialty plates she consumes with some
        haste and delight.  She can always tackle a group of
        20 or 25 Orcs to exercise it off.  She wonders what
        her own pre-arranged marriage groom would be like these
        days.  Probably well established in society and without
        her there likely married with a family by now.]

       [Z'leyra enjoys the wedding as well but finds it odd that
        there weren't much on vows or dedications to each other.
        It must be the Katai way.  During the feast she learns there
        are mostly Law and Balance wizards here but notes there are
        3 or 4 chaos oriented wizards here as well.  The temptation
        to outright challenge and fight each other is gone and
        Z'leyra finds the whole notion admirable.  How a culture could
        deal with each other side by side at the same table without
        slaughtering each other is testimony to peace and the
        High Elder.  OF course here in this domain its like
        sacred or neutral ground.  Maybe leaving this domain there
        are infighting and conspiracy theories galore.  Z'leyra is
        sad to discover there is no Shaman domain here.  Many
        of the more western types like Shamans, Druids, Bards and
        even Witches aren't represented here.  Maybe if Chion
        ever settles down and earns his domain he'll be the first
        Shaman-Wizard to own land.]

       [After the wedding Unali finds Chion free and approaches him.]

       Unali: "You have lived here before. That women, the sorceress she
         is called. She seems so out of place here. Do you know what her
         role is here?"


       [Around 11:30 the feast starts to settle down.  The food is
        virtually gone but there is plenty of drinks still left.
        Servants begin to clean up as guests start to leave for
        their wagons and horses for home.  A couple groups of nobles
        also head to the Reception underground area where the
        party teleported into the citadel.  Maybe they will leave
        home that way?  Zhou finds the party and reminds them of
        their meeting in about half an hour to head to the manor
        house in about 25 minutes for inspections.]

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        [Time : 11:54am]

        [Z'leyra approaches the manor house with a sack in her
         hand.  She finds Zhou talking quietly to a guard waiting
         for the party to form up.  Z'leyra waves over Zhou and
         both speak quietly about something.  Zhou nods his head
         and takes the sack.  Z'leyra's stomach sinks a bit as
         she hands over the item to Zhou.  She watches carefully
         as Zhou approaches the door and another man approaches
         from within.  Z'leyra saw him before on the illusion
         scroll sent to the party, Oby something.  Zhou speaks
         to him quietly and hands over the sack.  Oby requests
         the sack to be scanned and the guards do but Z'leyra
         hears nothing but "its clean".  Oby takes the sack
         inside and somewhere else.]


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        [Time : 11:57am]

        [At the High Elder Manor's main and only door guards begin
         the inspection process outside and inside the front door.
         Scans by talismans, wands and a brown staff is done.  Zhou
         had mentioned good dress is recommended for protocol but not
         required.  Most in the party take that as a good suggestion
         to dress as they did for the wedding so no one changes.]

        [In no particular order Ben'dar is the first to be searched
         and let into the manor.  He is dressed in his fine silk
         tunic, pants, hat with feathers and fine exceptional quality
         boots.  Ben'dar's long hair is tied by a blood red silk
         ribbon that makes him look almost like a Cerulean spice
         merchant.  As he is looked over he recalls the Ceremonial
         pike hanging at his ranch would've made a nice gift for
         the high Elder.  Tef'wo has his magical pike but Ben'dar
         still holds his daggers for personal safety. Two guards
         search with hands and magical items Ben'dar as one takes
         minor notes.  Ben'dar finds the note taker to be a violation
         of privacy but doesn't understand their language.]

        Guard: "Magical dagger.  Combat and attribute enhancement of
          some kind.  Magical belt.  Protection only it seems."

        Kee: "You may enter the manor now Ben'dar.   Your two daggers
          will then be taken by the guard inside and stored in a locker.
          They will be quite safe."

        [Ben'dar enters the main front doors which are a ornate green
         with jewels inset at various points on the door.  Likely
         magical Ben'dar figures.  He sees a guard upon entering
         and hands over his daggers to the guard.  Ben'dar feels a
         bit naked without weapons but also safe from the wilds
         outside the house.]

        [Caladan is next to be searched.  He left the firesnake
         with a new sleeping spell in the tavern. He wears his
         gloves, set of black leather pants and jerkin, black boots,
         black leather hat and brown cloak that makes him look
         like a rich executioner.  But its his best clothing for what
         he has now.  He is scanned and searched.]

        Guard: "Magical bracelet.  Magic energy storage?"

        [Caladan nods and the guard waves him to enter in.]

        Zhou: "You will not need to turn anything over."

        [Aside a shrub Corona sits and stares at the party entering.]

        Zhou: "Your eagle is allowed on the manor roof if he wishes
          just not the tower.  I don't know what the wards there
          would do to him.  He'll have to wait outside."

        [Arawn is next to be searched and scanned.  Zhou mentions to
         treat him with the utmost respect as a noble.  Arawn wears
         his best clothing and Cloak. He wears his scale mail as
         a symbol of pride as well as his sword.  His ornate boots
         stomp on the ground as he shifts from the scans.]

        Guard: "Magical sword for combat and wand with no inherent
          powers it seems.  Likely harmless."

        Zhou: "We'll need the wand just in case and your sword.
          If you don't mind please give it to the guard inside.
          Thank you Arawn."

        [Next in line is Raban who towers a good 3 feet over the guard.
         The guard gives a weak smile and gulps as if he is about to
         pat down a bear. Raban wears his best leather studded leather
         armor, brown gauntlets and leather cloak, studded boots.  He
         put his musician instruments in the tavern since he wasn't
         requested to bring them.]

        Zhou: "Turn the dagger over to the guard inside please."

        [The guard with the magical talisman seems to take a few seconds
         over Raban's jeweled armbands on both arms.]

        Guard: "Armbands look okay.  Stones are mostly protections."

        Zhou: "Very well you may enter."

        [Chion approaches next for inspection.  He has been through
         this once or twice having visited inside the manor house
         alone and with others so he knows the drill.  Just don't bring
         anything that could be deemed nasty, aside from personal
         defensive weapons, and you'll get through. He wears still his
         finest sailor clothes.  Compared to the others the clothes
         aren't fancy but Chion is one not to bend to the will of the
         public just to look good.  Correl always mentioned to "dress
         as you like always.".  Of course his second apprentice was
         one to practice magic naked in the woods.  That didn't go
         over too big for most.  With his sword at his hip, sai's at
         his hip and staff in his hand he looks ready for combat.]

        Zhou: "As you know sword and daggers will be taken for storage.
          The staff is considered a dangerous item but the Gnarish
          staff in this case is allowed an exception you may bring it
          tot he audience room."

        [Zhou puts his head in and speaks that order to the guard
         inside.  Chion raises an eyebrow.  Yes the staff could be
         easily used to hold the old man in place and then kill him.
         A dangerous item indeed.  But why would he allowed this
         exception? Of course the High Elder did give him the staff
         so long ago.]

        Guard: "Magical dagger for combat.  Ring, belt, amulet
          and stone seem to be protective and body enhancement.
          All acceptable."

        [Chion enters and gives over his sword and daggers.  Feeling
         naked for the first time in months he can still be a dangerous
         name with his hands and this hard staff at his side.]

        [Fremea is next in line and the guard is unsure how to search.
         He goes from the giant Raban to the dwarf of Fremea and
         she is female.  He whispers to Zhou who whispers back.]

        [She continues to wear her fine dress over her leather armor of
         Elven design.  Her cloak hides most of her wings but they
         still stick out and by now everyone know about them.  She
         still has her dagger and bow on back as to her its her
         main defensive weapons.  The guard with respect pats down
         Fremea and Fremea is used to this indignity.  On the slave
         posts folks would touch her all over as if a piece of meat.
         Anger begins to boil over at this memory as the guard touches
         her up and down.  She tenses her jaw as her wings are touched
         in the sensitive parts to check for hidden weapons.  She
         begins to scream out but as quickly as it begins the search
         is over and her anger lessens.  She decides then and there
         she will never go through that again if she can help it.]

        Guard: "No magic other than detecting some aura about her
          body of some protection it seems.  Bow and daggers will
          be taken inside.  We are also detecting poison on your
          hands.  That could be a security issue."

        Zhou: "No no.  She was poisoned last night.  There is bound to
          be some residue from it.  She is clear to enter."

        Guard: "As you command sir." [He waves Fremea inside.]

        [Next is Unali in her fine dress that fits her rather nicely.
         She feels a bit naked though without her weapons to help
         her.  She left those behind in storage at the tavern.]

        Guard: "Magical ring seems harmless.  Ruby necklace is mostly
          protection."

        [Unali allows the quick search over her body knowing its
         required for access.  It happens.  In Katai such searches
         are even common for some establishments like bars that
         certain bosses might be in.  Its the way of the streets in
         Katai society.]

        Guard: "No weapons. You may enter now."

        [Last is Z'leyra in her fine clothing from the wedding.  Most
         of her equipment is back at the tavern.  But she still wears
         her chainmail under her clothing, great sword, staff and
         daggers.  The guard's magic scanning items seems to blaze
         with flashing gems.  He tries to reset it by some quick
         hand movements on its face.]

        Guard: "Many magical items.  This will have to be done slowly
           not to overload the talisman.  Sword and daggers will be
           stored inside.  Magical boots...belts.. bracelet, purse,
           and brooch seem harmless.  The necklace holds a chalcedony
           stone.  That will need to be stored inside.  There are
           things inside it could disrupt.  These anklet things are
           magical but the talisman can't detect their power.  So
           you'll need to take them off and store them. Of course
           your staff is a powerful item it seems.  Unknown what
           spell could be inside.  Zhou?"

        Zhou: "No.  Sorry staff could hold spells that could be
          harmless it'll have to be stored.  Sorry Z'leyra.  You
          may keep your drum as a symbol of who you are as long
          as you don't use it inside unless requested to do so."

        [The tallest building in the citadel and village is clearly
         the Wizard's Tower of 60 feet.  It stands 150 by 50 feet
         in size as well.  Instead of a typical round tower the
         High Elder uses a square tower for some reason.  Same
         for the manor house.  Instead of a sprawling large mansion
         spanning over acres the High Elder decided on a squat
         square house.  The color of the house is green with touches
         of gray as if viewing the house in a mystical mist.  There
         are large windows on both east and west sides of the
         building and a few on the front side.  Few guards and rarely
         anyone else has seen the back so its description is unclear.
         The Manor house is large and tall outclassing the other
         buildings except for the wall sentry towers.  Rumors is that
         it is a self sufficient building with its own internal
         plumbing, water supplies and food storage and production
         rooms.  Rumors are it can last a siege for quite some time
         if one ever came about.  Chion also knows that few outsiders
         see inside and rumors also say that the floors are larger
         than they truly seem.  Likely there are many hidden halls
         and doors in the place only a few know of.  There may also
         be even hidden floors but as always its just a rumor.  Only
         the high Elder knows for sure on 100% of the layout.  The
         Architect choose to have his memory wiped after the
         construction so he could not give out its secrets.  The
         manor house from outside is about 650 by 300 feet with a
         area of about 195,000 square feet of rooms and floor space.
         In Marentian castle terms its small.  The Green Eye Tavern
         back in Sivas could fit 48 of them in the building at 8 wide
         and 6 deep.  So to most of the party its rather large
         looking but more a business building than a home.]

        [the front door itself is two 3 foot wide doors of heavy
         metal decorated in symbols that likely are keen to the
         high Elder and his magic.  A rope dangles to the right
         side of the door that likely allows a chime to gain
         entry by the front guard.  Though the guard here is heavy
         armed and armored there is usually just one guard on duty.]

        [Zhou lets everyone into the front room and then speaks
         from the open doors.]

        Zhou: "It has been a pleasure serving you.  Here is where
          I part.  They will take the rest of your tour over from here."

        [He points to a couple of men inside and then bows.  He
         steps back and the guards close the heavy doors.]

        [Inside the front room the party stands.  Weapons and some
         items have been taken.  For those who wish to see where
         they are put they are put in the room to the left inside
         magical lockers for safe keeping.  The front room is 26
         feet by 28 feet and contains a simple guard desk and
         a few chairs (4).  There are doors west, east and north.
         The north door is well decorated with runes and symbols
         and ornate looking locks.   The 2 guards out front doing
         the inspections had swords and a polearm each wearing
         leather armor.  Inside the guard that locks up the gear
         is wearing leather and has a sheathed sword.  The guard
         at the desk making notes on a parchment is wearing chainmail
         and when he stands has a shiny sword in his sheath.  There
         are 2 other men in the room standing to the side until
         everyone comes in.  Then they approach.  Kee stands behind
         the party quietly ready for translation.]

        [The first is well dressed in flowing yellow and green silks
         that are fluffy on the arms and legs.  He wears a jeweled
         necklace and 2 rings on his finger.  He appears to have
         no weapons on him.  He gives a slight bow and introduces
         himself to the party.]

        Man: "I am Oby Won Chief Counsel, Aide and Household Majordomo
          to the High Elder.  I am responsible for all household affairs.
          This is why Zhou did not come in as his authority ends
          here.  I welcome you to the manor."

        [Oby Won stands about 5 foot 1 but the other man stands
         around 5 foot 8 and his muscles bristle in his green
         uniform.  He wears the same green uniform of the guards
         around the citadel.  A simple green cloth over leather
         armor with sleeves of brown and a patch on his right
         shoulder showing rank and position.  On the front chest
         cloth a small crest of arms shows that must denote the
         High Elder's Crest of Nobility.  In this case the rank
         patch is different and this one wears chainmail.  On
         his hip a shiny sword hangs with a hilt with some jewel
         on it.  A dagger is on his other hip in a smaller sheath.
         Unali can tell he holds a smaller dagger or knife in
         one of his boots but its well hidden.  The man doesn't
         bow but looks over the party for a few seconds then speaks.]

        Man: "I am Su'ca Kwat Chief of Security for the Citadel and
          the High Elder.  Now that you have passed the inspections
          I must inform you that scans or sensory detection's will
          not work inside." [He glances at Fremea and Arawn in
          specific ways and then the others.]  "The magical defenses
          here detect such sensing and bounce back a form of energy
          that disrupts that sense.  Its not painful but enough of
          it can cause headaches.  Also use of Invisibility and
          transparent spells are strictly not allowed.  In such
          cases wards will disrupt them and alarms will sound.
          While in the presence of the High Elder never approach
          unless he requests it.  Never perform any hostile hand
          actions with hands.  Where you will be there will be
          purified and protected grounds.  So spells will likely
          fail if attempted by anyone but him or those he wishes.
          Security will be everywhere so you will be safe for
          yourself and the High Elder."

        Caladan: "May I ask a question?" [Kwat nods.] "If the
          High Elder is powerful as reported to be and the
          people are happy and content why all the defense spells
          and citadel?"

        Kwat: "We never know when the peace that holds the domains
          together may fail.  It took many years for me just to
          get this much protection out of him." [He smiles then
          looks up briefly as if he is being heard or seen.] "Also
          we never know when our brothers to the south wish to
          invade and destroy their Katai "traitors".  This citadel
          could likely hold any good sized army for a long time.
          We do not fear the people as they ARE happy and content."

        Oby: "Shall we go?"

        [Oby opens the north door and enters into the Ante Room
         to the north.  He waits for the others to enter.  Its
         not a room per se but a internal courtyard with a high
         ceiling that seems to reach to 15 feet?  Its hard to
         say as its a black ceiling that seems to show no limit
         likely from some magic? In the center of the area is
         a large stone fountain.  The 6 foot diameter fountain
         is decorated with runes and symbols along the bottom
         edge.  The light blue water is shallow and cool from
         the mist.  The single spray goes up and then falls
         back onto itself then winds down a winding stone structure
         that is hard to tell from the amount of water around it.
         To some its impressive to have a fountain inside a home
         like this.  it probably has some magical use and based
         on orbs that are on the bottom likely lights up at night.
         Arawn was lucky to see it last night when he stayed here
         as it shone multiple lights at the water.  There is
         a small table to the right where 2 people can sit and
         enjoy the fountain and talk.  Along the walls are smaller
         tables and chairs for same purpose.  To the north of
         the fountain a large statue stands.  As the party
         approaches a white orb light shines down on it. This
         area is not carpeted but has gleaming green stone that
         seems to gleam brighter when stepped on.  The statue
         is a gleaming grey 6 foot version of the High Elder.
         The statue is made of a bronze/iron alloy that gleams
         like a new coin.  The statue is in a pose of greeting
         for those who enter the area.  In one hand he holds
         a book in the other he has a dove on his finger.  It
         seems to be a white metal that is likely a dove.  The
         dove for most cultures is a symbol of peace and love.
         The statue stands on a 2 foot iron pedestal.]

        [The ante room has no northern wall and opens to a East/West
         hallway.  Due north of the statue is a large door where
         the party is assembled.]

        Oby: "We will need to introduce you in order of protocol.
          Protocol demands you bow upon entry to the High Elder."

        [He assembles the party into a line that seems to denote
         power, status and other factors.]

        [Su'ca Enters the room first opening the large doors and
         seems to reveal some sort of sitting room.  The decorative
         oak door opens silently to reveal a room with white carpet.
         Su'ca enters first and stands to the side.  Oby then
         enters and bows to the front.  He then steps in and
         begins to announce entry of each person.]

        Oby: "Arawn, Acolyte Ai Druid, Priest, Magician, Son of
          Morrigan and Payan."

        [Arawn enters and finds it unsettling that he is first.  But
         his status as a son of gods might have something to do
         with it.  He hopes.  He enters the room and bows.  He is
         pointed to a front chair and goes to sit.]

        Oby: "Caladan, Third in Line to Tribal Chief Ga'Sha Giborah
          of the Ga'Fel Tribe on the Zen'da Plains.  Magician of Law."

        [Caladan shrugs at Chion in a sorry gesture and enters.  He
         bows and wonders why he a barbarian would be second to
         Arawn and the others.  But his almost Royal like status
         if he was from a civilized nation might have something to
         do with it. He takes a seat next to Arawn.]

        Oby: "Chion 'Blades' apprentice to Correl now Magician of
          Balance.  Fighter of the Martial Arts."

        [Chion enters and bows smirking a bit at all this fanfare.
         He takes the second set of seats on the right and sits
         up front.]

        Oby: "Z'leyra of the Kameri.  Sorceress of Balance.  Skilled
          Shaman.  Enchantress of Magic.  Experienced Healer."

        [Z'leyra enters and bows.  She is intrigued how Oby knows
         of her birthplace.  Oby must've studied up or talked to
         others like Zhou.  She takes her place next to Chion.]

        Oby: "Fremea Sidh Magician."

        [Fremea enters and bows as best she can.  She takes her place
         behind Arawn.]

        Oby: "Unali of Katai.  Master of Martial Arts and Daggers."

        [Unali enters and bows.  She hopes the High Elder doesn't
         take her homeland personal.  But likely not or she'd not
         even be here.]

        Oby: "Raban Usherwood Kalu Bard."

        [Raban enters and bows as best he can but it tends to
         be a low tilt.  He takes his place behind Chion in the
         right second row.]

        Oby: "Ben'dar of the Fel'oros tribe of the Zen'da nation.
          Skilled horseman and horse merchant."

        [Ben'dar bows and feels a bit weird being last in the
         line but takes his place next to Raban.]

        [The party sit quietly staring up front or glancing at the
         sides waiting for more.  Seconds pass and the High Elder
         nods.  Then Oby continues which surprises the party
         as all were introduced.]

        Oby: "Kiet Sunan of Lemasa.  Entertainer and Wizard."

        [Raban glances over his shoulder to see Kiet walk in and
         is surprised to see him sit behind Unali in the 3rd row
         left side seats in the right.  A look of confusion is
         on his face as to why he is here.]

        [Oby strides up the center aisle and stands to the left of
         the large throne where the High Elder sits.]

        Oby: "Sven Redhand, Wizard of Law, Djani warrior."

        [Sven walks in and sits behind Ben'dar.]

        [Oby then bows to the small group and then finishes up.
         Su'ca stands tall in the rear.]

        Oby: "The High Elder Ki'ama Marob, Count of Marob, 
          Keeper of Omael's Word, Master of the Paths of Time."

        [The High Elder raises a hand and Oby bows again this time
         to the High Elder and then to the party.  He walks down
         the center aisle and leaves the room.  The High Elder
         waves another hand and the four guards in the room with
         poleaxes and chainmail leave the room as well.  Kwat
         then closes the door but remains in the rear of the room
         standing watching the party.]

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        GM: This is part 1.  Quite lengthy as is.  So I'll do
            more in part 2!

        GM: Map of First Floor of High Elder's Manor is on website
            at bottom of page if you want to see what it looks
            like.  Arawn slept there the night before so knows
            the first floor well enough to give that as public
            information.  He saw some of second but none of 3rd.

        GM: This update and next is rather large.  So take your
            time reading it.  Reply on sections you can.  I
            separated the two so it will be easier to reply
            and quote sections.  

        GM: Some parts of Arawn/Fremea'a talking wasn't sure where it
            all fit.  I hope it fits in a chronological time frame
            and makes some form of sense. :)  It can be confusing
            to figure out where dialogue goes at times.  Thank
            goodness for old updates to look back on. :) Arawn you
            have some comments I believe in the Recap section of
            the update.

        GM: For above introductions and what you might be wearing I
            took estimates based on "common" wear since it wasn't
            posted.  It doesn't matter in the long run.

        GM: Status of Players [As of Noon Marqi 30th.]

                Player      HPV     Mana     Energy
              Arawn         100%     82%       100%
              Raban         100%     66%        93%
              Chion         100%     85%       100%
              Fremea        100%     93%       100%
              Z'leyra       100%     80%       100%

            All others not listed above are at 100% for all 3.

                                                                        






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