[pnpgm] Game Update #146 - File #1028 - Bugs Bugs Bugs

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Mon Jan 24 21:10:47 CET 2011


  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
  R4.Tom Corckett..........Caladan...........Wizard  Normal/Human  Ma
  W2.Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human  Ma
  W3.Ryan Torres...........Farseeker.........Warrior.Normal/Human  Ma
  --.Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry Fe
  R2.Mark Murtha...........Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human..Ma
  R1.David Sanders.........Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human  Ma
  R4.J H Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma
  W2.Robert Maxwell........Strie'bog.........Bard....Normal/Human..Ma
  W4.Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human  Fe
  R1 John.Stowman..........Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human..Ma
  R4.Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human  Fe
  R1 NPC...................Zhou Kiwat........Noble...Normal/Human..Ma
     Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Tef'wo (Horse) Ben'dar, 

  Cover Story Info: [HD- House member, F-Foreigner, N-native non house]
     Arawn      aka Arawn         as Teacher to daughter [F]
     Ben'dar    aka Bu Da         as Horse expert        [F]
     Caladan    aka Ca Lu         as Guard/Archer        [N]
     Chion      aka Capt. Chu Mai as Sailor Trustee      [HD]
     Farseeker  aka Fu Sa         as Guard               [F]
     Fremea     aka Lin Mong      as Noble child         [HD] [Disguised]
     Kell       aka Swan          as Trader              [F]
     Kiet       aka Kiet Sunan    as Zhou's servant      [F]
     Raban      aka Toban Nu      as Entertainer/Guard   [F] 
     Strie'bog  aka Sun Zhu       as Entertainer         [N]
     Unali      aka Tun Au        as Zhou's wife         [HD]
     Will       aka Sun Tzu       as hunt master         [F]
     Z'leyra    aka Kakita Junami as Healer              [F]
     Zhou       aka Zhou Wa       as Baron Noble         [HD]

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     [Recap]

        From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
          After searching for the bag and perusing the book contained
          within Arawn will carefully tuck it away in a safe spot within
          his backpack. After, during the time the party waited for the
          fire to consume the shack Arawn will take to looking for a spot
          where a view of the plains leading to this area would allow for
          him or another scout to possibly notice if anyone has been drawn
          to the fire.

          When the box is finally discovered within the remains of the
          burnt shack Arawn comments on the bowl of bugs Farseeker procured
          from the box.

          "I say leave the orb alone for now and take everything else.....
        GM: Ack. 
 
        From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
          Z'leyra warns the party "Don't cast any magic anywhere near...
        GM: Ack. 

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     [New Stuff]

         [Augado 6th, 1634TH]
         [Location: Middle Katai Plains] 
         [          Pamau Province, Pamau City]
         [          Northeast of city margins, few miles, river edge]

         [Time: 6:04am]

           The group stands nearby and stares at the bugs in confusion
         on how to use them and how dangerous they might be to the
         party, especially magic users.  

           "I say leave the orb alone for now and take everything
         else. It might be worth returning the insects to the box and
         then sealing it for study at a later date."  Arawn says as he
         glances back at the burning shack.

           "The Orb likely is a direct link back to their base."  Zhou
         adds his view.  "The problem is it would be in their Vong
         language.  While the noteboook looks promising a full conversation
         could be difficult.  Then we don't know if they can track through
         the orbs so I agree.  Leave it and toss it to the fire.  It
         looks so fragile it'll disintegrate."

           Z'leyra warns the party "Don't cast any magic anywhere near
         these beetles! Likely enough they would seek and attack any magic
         user doing so."

           Kell inspects the coin bag found in Nom's chest.  It has
         18 gold coins, 20 silver and 13 copper Katai coins.  So the
         Vong infiltrator has some cash on hand to use for his own
         methods of bribes and deal making.  Kell shakes and seals the
         bag knowing now it goes to the party as spoils of war.

           As the shack is now almost 90% destroyed by the fir the
         party consider their next move.

           "Back to square one." Zhou grumbles to himself.  "We came
         all this way for answers and still don't know their base
         location."

           "I think we do." Caladan interjects and points at the bugs
         and the map. "If we can figure this map out it might give
         us clues.  A invading army hiding a secret base would need
         to be secret.  So it makes sense there is no big red X mark
         on the map."

           Raban glances around and is quiet as he watches the shack
         burn to the ground.  He then notices Chion and Ben'dar are
         not nearby.  He begins to move around and look for them when
         he spots movement near the river.  Walking that way he finds
         Chion and Ben'dar at the river bank a short way out from the
         shack.  They are inspecting a small rowboat like raft hidden
         among the bushes.  Of course a boat would be hidden.  He wonders
         why no one thought to search the river bank earlier.  

           Raban sees Chion and Ben'dar walking back.  Chion is holding
         a small wooden box.  Chion approaches the fire light and slowly
         draws the hand sized box open.  Looking inside there is a
         small worm sized creature.  It seems to be wrapped up in
         a cocoon like sac.

           Arawn recognizes the creature as one that looked like it
         crawled from the dead human at the burning warehouse.  Though
         that one was a bit smaller.  This almost looks like it might
         be a mother version swollen with baby worm or something.  It
         had crawled out of his ear.  Arawn long suspected the ear
         is critical for understanding and control.  The Blue Bugs from
         the L'p'nth castle and Zen'da plains seemed to have controlled
         the person with highly suggestive mind manipulation.  At least
         some of the dead Zen'da the party found had some in their ears.
         The ear is a direct channel to the mind so it makes sense a bug
         might use it to control a person.

           Then someone had suggested that the ear is used for language.
         It was suggested that maybe the Vong worm allows one to understand
         human languages and translate back and forth.

           Chion's worm seems docile as if hibernating in its milky
         white sac of fluid.  "It was in the boat at the bank.  Nom
         must've used the boat for fast travel."

           Ben'dar just wrinkles his nose at the bugs.  He remains
         quiet but finds insects rather disturbing.

           "We've got company!"  Farseeker raises a hand for the party
         to go quiet.  Farseeker's hearing is highly tuned it seems
         to these things.  As the party quiets down somewhere to the
         south voices can be faintly heard.

           "...fire...this way...get help....bring buckets..."  Are just
         some of the distorted distant voices.  Farseeker grumbles at
         the thought of fisherman coming out early in the morning and
         finding this fire a clear beacon of their location.

           Unali decides it is time to go and Zhou agrees.  The voices
         are maybe half a mile away but the voices get louder every
         second.  Bags are packed and the horses and led forth.  Each
         remounts and quickly moves north through the light forest.

           Flying over the shack Fremea scans the shack one last time.
         It seems odd Nom would live in such a human structure.  Why
         not use a Flyer to move about?  Fremea recalls Nom's title as
         Attendant in the letter Arawn has.  What was he attending to
         or was this some reference to a rank?  A cupboard finally
         bursts open in flames and falls to the ground as Fremea flies
         after the party.

         [Time: 6:06am]

           The party moves north and north west but for now keeping
         mostly north along the banks.  Farseeker suggests using the
         bank to cover up tracks.  The mud will show tricks clearly
         but Fremea can take a simple patch of bush and wipe the track
         away to obscure it.  After a few minutes the party heads back
         inland and away from the river bank.

           Curious Fremea heads back high overhead in the darkness and
         sees who is at the shack.  It seems about 3 humans looking
         around and one finds the body and the decapitated head.  There
         was time for Raban to move the body onto the ashes but it was
         too low a fire to burn the body in time.  Fremea hears the voices
         below and the villagers give opinions of bandits and river
         pirates and even a local gang.  Happy that no evidence of their
         time here is missing she flies back to rejoin the group.

           The party moves in silence as they consider their next move.
         They have water and supplies for a long journey but where to
         go?  The mountain chain is vast to the west.  Some were hoping
         to search the shack more but even the embers were too much for
         a completely search.  Who knows what other secrets it might have.

           Ben'dar rides Tef'wo and hates the mud still caked on his great
         muscular legs.  He'll have to clean the mighty horse soon.  He
         has been very quiet lately as if his mind is elsewhere.  But
         some suspect he rather just get in battle and kill Vong.

           "It seems odd that Nom Amor would have just a shack in the
         middle of no where.  I suspect he obtained it from some poor
         sap he killed.  But wouldn't a house in the city have been
         more efficient?  Makes me wonder if he was hiding something.
         The bugs wouldn't be a serious thing for Katai folks.  They
         might consider him bug happy but that's it.  So why then would
         he want to hide something?  Other than himself of course.  From
         Unali's description of his disguise in the baron's estate it
         looked rough and tough to wear.  This masker creature might not
         be so easy to just don like a hat.  So maybe disguises were
         time consuming. So he either wanted to hide himself in true
         Vong or....."  Caladan trails off to let the others ponder it.

           "Magic!" Farseeker sits up in his saddle.  "But we know
         the Vong dislike magic as much as the Katai.  This is why
         they are likely here.  Enemy of my enemy and all that
         stuff.  So if not a magic item maybe a magic detector!"

           "That's what I guess we overlooked.  There might have been
         one in the shack.  Might have been too small to detect by
         the Sidh or our eyes."  Caladan sighs with disgust.

           Will looks to Chion to see why he could enter the fire.  Chion
         explains a simple fire resistance ring.  A simple item but it
         works for short term.  He laughs in that no one actually thought
         it worth taking from previous treasure so he took it.

           "That journal the Brigade guy made of the Vong words must've
         taken time.  I wonder why they were collecting the info?  Was
         the group trying to listen in on the Vong?   Why not use those
         worm things to just do that?"  Strie'bog adds to the topic at
         hand.

           Kell grins at that.  He knows how business works.  He comments
         that the brigade might need leverage and a edge.  If the group
         knew the Vong language they could act on a level playing field
         with the Vong.  That is what the markets of cities do.  Language
         is a barrier to every transaction.  But Kell suspects it might
         go beyond that reason to another motive.

           Kiet rides in silence thinking his first good or at least
         workable interrogation the party had did finally give them
         some information.  But ironically it was the man thinking they
         were allies of his.  If he knew and wasn't in such pain needing
         death maybe he wouldn't have spoken up.  Kiet knows pain and
         it can be a powerful reason to spill secrets.  Kiet grins
         at the thought of pain to the Brigade makes them talk but then
         frowns at the thought that pain to Vong only excites them.

           Raban finds the ride a bit hard on his butt.  The horse is
         a bit hard on him today due to uneven terrain in this area.
         He scans the skies just in case the Flyer wishes to return
         to do something.  He wonders if his goddess will reach him
         about all this Vong nonsense when he may need her.

           Will rides wondering how he got into this mess.  Joining this
         group on some mission he thought would be easy and quick.
         Now he has crossed one half of the Katai Empire to chase some
         bug loving creatures who enjoy pain.  He now also realizes
         the city they left was his last chance to flee.  At least
         Whitney did that though it might've been cowardly.  But
         maybe not if it means walking into possible death in the future.

           "We'll ride a bit then stop for breakfast once the sun comes up."
         Zhou speaks as if he is in command but glances to Unali for
         approval.

           A top her horse still in black Unali almost looks like a demon
         riding it.  At times she seems to shimmer and disappear in the
         darkness.  Its almost spooky to watch her.  She considers the
         past events.  So the Vong invade the middle world for the second
         time.  This time they decide to infiltrate slowly.  Over months
         they setup allies and other growing areas like Lake Oca.  They
         send a few ahead like Nom to setup allies like the Peace Brigade.
         Since the documents seem to be elusive on other leaders like
         Nom it implies he was their best.  He did setup the Brigade and
         that's a large group several thousand strong.  She wonders how
         far they could've gotten if the Vong had their maskers to disguise
         themselves as humans.  They must've needed to get more of those
         things and until then used the coffins to disguise their movements.
         As she realizes this is likely their only hope in the next few
         days to stop the Vong she hopes the Empire could deal with such
         aa threat once the war started for conquest.  She worries about
         her family, her teacher and yes even the Empire.

           Z'leyra rides while still shifting clothes.  Changing
         shape is always hard on the body.  Clothes seem to be loose
         for awhile and she oddly notices Kell and Raban glancing over
         at her as if they see something in her.  She shakes her head
         and hopes that the Flyer would've brought more results. But it was
         simply too fast for them.

           Fremea realizes that soon her wings in the sun might bring
         danger so flies as much she can until then.  She remains forward
         recon and scout for the group till then.  She considers the
         bugs.  They attacked her and she would like to just kill them
         all.  It is rather odd in that she actually used to like bugs.
         She'd help bugs who couldn't fly out a window but now they
         repulse her.  She shakes her head in disgust.

           Arawn sits and listens to others but is in deep thought. The
         bugs are a common tool for the Vong like a sextant is to a
         sailor or saw to a carpenter for humans.  They are clearly
         bred for a single purpose.  Some to attack or find magic
         users.  Some as weapons to explode, explode in fire or just
         bore through targets.  Some to use for translators or disguises.
         Arawn has seen many bugs lately and tries to piece them all
         in one group.  While he isn't a bug expert.  He then recalls
         something.  Caladan's teacher studied the blue bugs when they
         visited him in the L'p'nth mountains.  But he is too far to
         find now.  Maybe he is a bug expert?  Arawn shakes the thought
         and returns to the bugs.  They tend to be the same shape and
         size except for the worm and disguise thing that Nom had on his
         nose when Unali fought him in the house.

           Arawn considers the last few months of their travel and tries
         to piece it together.

           "You know the map and bugs with it seem to remind me of the
         flying castle...that room with the map table.  When some of
         those controls were used it generated a map.  While it was
         an illusion using lights and magic it almost looked at one
         point like tiny fireflies to me."  Farseeker speaks his
         memories out loud to no one in particular.

           Arawn considers that and an eyebrow perks up.  Bugs for
         a purpose.  The map had no markings.  Bugs were designed for
         a reason.  Maybe they are linked.  Arawn wonders about that.

         [Time: 6:37am]

           A half hour later the group finally stops and prepares
         a fast breakfast.  While it isn't hot food the meat and
         other small items were obtained from the city for this
         use now.

           Arawn pulls out the map and places it on the ground.  He
         then pulls the bowl of bugs out.  Before anyone can protest
         they are handled he opens the lip and pouts them onto the
         map.  The bugs just plop down and don't move.  Well they
         don't seem to be target bugs for magic.  To prove his point he
         concentrates on mana sensing the bugs.  The bugs don't move
         at all so they can't send the magic or sensing ability from
         his hand.

           Fremea watches the pile of bugs.  She comments they are
         docile or dead.  She then makes the comment they need to be
         awoken.

           Arawn raises another eyebrow.  Of course!  Thanks to Fremea
         a bit comes together.  He glances at the book the brigade
         made of Vong words.  HE scans the Katai words.  No.  No awake
         or wake up.  He sighs.  He tries to speak some of the words.
         But he soon finds his tunic wet from spit that comes out.
         It seems the Vong words make the tongue lose control and spit
         flies everywhere.  Some laugh at his messy study of the book.

           "Look for home."  Farseeker seems to understand what is
         going on and suggests that.

           Arawn runs his finger in the ever increasing rays of the
         rising sun down the book.  Nope.  No home.  The Vong must've
         not used that word in Katai or something.  What else to
         look for? Secret.  Nope.  Hiding place.  Nope.  Arawn growls
         as he finds the book now lacking.  Then it hits him.  Base.
         The brigade used base as a word for headquarters or base
         of operations.  Surely...and there it is.

           "Niii'vuu" Arawn speaks.  That was the word for base.

           The party stares at the bug for 30 seconds then a minute.

           "A good try." Zhou frowns.

           Fremea nudges the bugs with a finger.  Then the bug suddenly
         moves!  Did it sense her magic or just her finger's heat?

           Arawn repeats the word as the first bug moves.  Fremea
         shivers and touches the other bugs.  Arawn repeats the word
         again.

           The bugs begin to crawl in random fashion around the map as
         if dazed or waking up from hibernation.  The largest bug one
         with a slightly triangle like head moves to the upper left
         corner and seems to sit there stopping all movement.

           The other bugs twitch their antennae and seem to be talking
         or sensing the air.  The other 3 bugs move to a certain point.
         One bug plants itself on a spot.  The other two bugs move to
         the right edge of the map and just sit there.  Arawn stares
         at this map.

           Arawn takes a finger and pokes the large bug in the upper
         left corner.  When this is done the other 3 bugs seem dazed
         and moves again in random fashion.  Arawn then places it back
         in the corner and they resume their position after Arawn speaks
         the words.  So that must be a control bug.

           Arawn then moves the two on the right and speaks the words.
         But this doesn't affect the other two.  So they must not be
         needed to mark one spot.  Then Arawn moves the one in the
         almost center of the map.  He speaks the words and the bug
         returns to that spot.  He repeats this two more times.  He
         then looks up and grins.

           Farseeker nods.  "X marks the spot."

           But Arawn frowns and realizes there is no scale.  He asks
         Unali to get her detailed map of the region out to compare
         the region.  He wonders if the bugs could be given more
         commands for this map. 

         [Time: 6:42am] - Sun is now up. 

         Actions? Comments?

         Next Update...Friday...

         GM: Thanks for folks who emailed.  Its better to try to find
             and work on the clues.  Trying is better than nothing. Even
             if you didn't post at least an email knowing that you're
             still alive is better than nothing. :)   So thanks.

         GM: While the Lymrian illusion map wasn't directly a Vong
             bug thing.  There is a direct memory link to that situation
             that might've hinted to the purpose of the bugs.  Ergo the
             above.  :)







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