[pnpgm] Game Update #106- File #748 - A family home
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. Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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FH.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Al.. Ma
...Kevin Newark..........Dorhak............Warrior.Normal/Dwarf....Ma
--.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
W3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma
W2.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
...Don.Kerr..............Maelorna..........Dancer..Normal/Human....Fe
...Gilbert.Isla..........Mournath..........Sailor..Normal/Human....Ma
R3 Panthera..............Pyandalgor........Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
R3.Fukishtu.Newsome......Npc...............Chief...Normal/Human....Ma
R3.Lucria.Cegra..........Npc...............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra
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Game Update #106 sequence (file #748)
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[Recap]
From Bert: [Re: Actions]
Mournath will take careful note of all that transpires, for
later transcription into his travel journals. He has an
interest in the ritualism involved in the gathering, what rites
they perform and what gods are called upon. He speaks little,
unless spoken to and answers with a care to not make a cultural
misstep that he could avoid.
GM: Ack. Funny we've had other folks who took notes on the party
adventures. Raban, Will, Jordi and such to name a few. So its
nice to see a new one.
From Mae: [Re: Actions]
Maelorna keeps quiet as she finishes rummaging about...
GM: Ack. Not sure where this fits in was it the night before, leaving
the village? Time stamps do help. :) But I'll just guess.
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[New Stuff]
[Febris 8th, 1635TH]
[Kameran Lands - Kameran Village]
[Time: 6:54 am]
The party prepares to leave to Sharedon village.
Maelorna keeps quiet as she finishes rummaging about in her
pack, making sure the grooming kit is secure and looks about as
she steps away. She could feel the desire and hunger growing
by the moment and curses her father's side of the family. 'But
little one, the reunion will be such a joyful thing, the
Princess will welcome a lost daughter with open arms.' the
voice teases, 'As long as you don't reject the offer again, I'm
sure her fascination in you will grow anew.'
Mae sighs and just barely manages to clamp down on both the
desire and hunger, she holds onto the pack in an effort to
steady herself and she holds her breath before managing to
recover and she looks to find the rest of the group to help
them if needed.
***************
[Time: 5:07 pm]
The young girl around 15 named Kanya escorts the party
toward the lodge. "There are three rooms including the main
room. A fireplace should keep all of you warm. It is better
than sleeping outside. There are beds for some. But the
main room can be made for sleeping. Over there behind that
large lodge is the corral. We'll house your horses there and
tend to them."
As they travel on, the cold doesn't trouble her as much as it
should, Mae keeps following the group, one foot in front of the
other. The only change for her is when they finally get to
the settlement and she looks about warily from the protection
of her cowl. She looks about the small lodge and smiles as
she pulls the hood back, "Are we to stay here for longer than
an evening?" she asks curiously as she selects a bed near the
door and drops her gear heavily on top of it, then once warmed
up, looks to her crossbow and checks that the weather hadn't
harmed the weapon.
The party removes bags and important things from the horses
to take inside. Then the horses are taken to the corral
for food, water and grooming.
***************
[Time: 5:12 pm]
Lucria and Fuk inspects one bedroom and finds nice beds.
Lucria whispers, "I wonder if Mae would need a bed friend?"
Fuk shakes his head, "keep head in the game. Plus any
fun would be right in front of the other in that bed. No
we'll sleep out in the main room."
"You're no fun Fuk!"
"That's why I remain alive."
***************
[Time: 5:32 pm]
The sun is low now and the fireplace stoked to get the
chill from the lodge removed. Lucky ones choose beds while
others use sleeping bags.
Kanya arrives with 3 others a upper teen and two adult
females. All carrying food and drink. The place it on the
table in the main room for the group to eat a dinner. It
is chicken, goose, ham, vegetables, breads and soups. The
drinks are ale, water, tea and a tangy lemonade like mixture.
Kanya explains, "word got to us about your brother. Your
brother Z'lart does live here with his family . But sadly
he has been at Kam for the last half year. He is a fine
sculptor now and so was asked to do a statue there. He took
his family to be near. His home is in the north side of
the village.
You are free to join us at the Vahagn festival tonight.
All of you. The men brew a lot ale."
Dorhak has no clue what she is saying but he learned the
word Ale from Borah and perks up at this.
"It will begin at sunset in the main courtyard."
With that the other females and Kanya departs.
***************
[Time: 6:19 pm]
The main courtyard is nothing more than a large open field
a few hundred square feet in size. A large fountain is in
the center but it not a fountain that recycles water. It
just holds water in a large cistern. So that the village
can use it for drinking. More likely water is collected from
unseen wells around the area to this fountain.
Around the courtyard are lit torches giving light along the
perimeter of the area. There are 3 tents, really just a large
tarp with open sides which is nothing more than a roof.
In one tent are makeshift tables and chairs. In another
table are tables, barrels and a couple stills that must be
the drink tent. The other tent are food prep with fires and
tables and other items needed to make food.
By now it seems most of the village is here maybe a hundred
or so people. They are wearing what seems to be 'good' clothing
that are probably not worn that often since not the normal work
and labor clothing. Inside the field and tents are more
torches to give plenty of light.
The din of people talking is heard before its seen. Some
music from flutes, drums and a string like guitar object can
be seen and heard.
The party mostly flock around Arawn or Z'leyra as they can
help translate. Z'leyra has seen this field before and the
"fountain" but only 2-3 times a year did they do such a setup
like tonight.
The smell of food is intense. While food was taken to the
party's lodge they did warn that food will be at the festival
and it is only to sate light travel pangs. There will be good
food at the festival.
The party is surprised to see little presence of armed men.
There are a few with light weapons but it is not obvious.
***************
[Time: 6:40 pm]
Z'leyra and the party sit at one large table under the
seating tent. A warrior sits along side Z'leyra and seems
to be in his 40s. He explains the festival.
Gron boasts about the food and drink then explains. "This
is a festival to honor Vahagn. As you know we do this every
three years. Since he controls the lightning we must pay
our respect so that he does not harm us. This very last
summer he caused major brush fires and many homes burnt down.
One of the chosen will sacrifice a Seran Egg by fire to
give him respect. Now you must try the Manti fruit it is especially
ripe this year!"
As the warrior ambles over to get his 3rd plate of food
Z'leyra explains. The Egg is from a turtle known to be
one of the longest living creatures around. The eggs are
said to be invincible to break. But fire which Vahagn is
a god of can do so.
Arawn frowns at such bad waste of life. Surely the egg
has a turtle in it? He is tempted to stop it but even
he as a Druid knows doing such would be a very bad thing.
***************
[Time: 6:40 pm]
The party mingles as best they can. Some like Dorhak visit
and sample the ale. Though there are only 3 types he seems to
keep trying samples over and over. It is nothing like Pooh
but is a nice warm drink.
Z'leyra knows this is her home village where her mother
and father settled down. She is curious about her home
and if it is still around. As she mingles she sees a few
old friends. Friends of the family. Now a decade older.
Kids now with kids of their own. A close friend of Z'leyra,
Oson is now mother to 3 kids. She doesn't speak of her own
lodge affiliation as it would not be good in public. But
the two greet each other for some time. Though it is frankly
awkward as a decade has passed.
A friend of Tiren's, Jenai who is now a bit old and
crippled recognizes Z'leyra. The old man talks about Tiren
and how he was always curious.
Arawn on other side of the yard, learns that the village
has seen better days. Once the hot springs to the west
soured under foul conditions and dried up giving only sulfur
and green mud the village lost many people. The village was
popular even in Z'leyra's time for its hot springs. They were
said to be good drinking and healing sources. Man from all
over the tribe would come here.
But some 5-6 years ago they went sour naturally. Some of
the female leaders believe the underground sources tapped into
a bad vein of gas from the ground and fouled them up. Since
then the village has lost half of its people. This is why the
guest lodge is given to the party.
Now the village hopes the festival will bring new people
here to live or visit.
***************
[Time: 7:18 pm]
Z'leyra learns from a old healer who taught her herbal
infection remedy's that her home is still around. it is
now home to a small family. The healer finds the father
and he offers to show her the place later.
***************
[Time: 7:30 pm]
A horn blares out which startles the party but not the
villagers. Suddenly a man with blond hair, silver and gold
chainmail appears. He is carrying a large gray egg the size
of a human head. He begins to shout thanks and greeting to
Vahagn and the village.
As the village crowds in around a tight circle forms in the
open. Fremea grunts and has to be-a-kid and force her way
through adults to see. Sometimes being a short kid does have
its advantages. If she was an adult they'd probably block her
view and ignore her.
Soon the egg is placed on a short stone table that Arawn
can only guess is a altar. On top is a iron hearth basket
with burning cols. The warrior places the egg on top as
it begins to glow on the bottom heating up. Arawn turns away
but watches the ground. They are eager for the egg to burn
but not for hate of the animal but hope for the future. Most
men are this way while the women Arawn can tell seem to be
just content like they are here for the motions.
Soon the first crack is seen in the egg and the crowd
roars and cheers. The warrior stokes the fire and it
flares up covering the egg as it breaks apart and the
contents some greenish goo blob is seen as it crashes into
the fire and burns.
Arawn says a silent prayer of his own.
***************
[Time: 9:03 pm]
The party continues and the blond warrior is definitely
unique here. He is handsome in his silver and gold chain
mail and Mae tries to touch him to see his reaction. But
he just stares at her hair not her face.
But it is clear the blond hair is dyed as it is not natural.
The armor Dorhak suspects is probably fake or ceremonial.
Z'leyra breaks away as the father and his family head to
her mother's old home. As Z'leyra walks she has a lump in
her throat. It has been a decade. Memories come back and
flood her senses. She can almost hear and see her mother
over there by that tree or that lodge arguing over something
mundane. She also recalls her siblings who were all teens
when she left Her brothers were just starting out to learn
their trades and become men. But she and her sister were
taught differently. Such different old times. As kids of 8-
10 the kids all got well together and just played. No
duties or obligations. Such long almost forgotten times.
Z'leyra is knocked back to reality as they near the home.
She only vaguely nodded to the dad's comments - what
was his name again? Namir he thinks. Too distracted to try
to recall it all.
There in the darkness is her birth home. Her place was never
one of the big homes. She thinks Tiren was to blame. Being
an outsider it affected her mother's standings. While the kids
were treated normally it was clear that Z'nayha was never treated
well after she married Tiren.
The place looks the same. This small lodge was considered middle
class not a simple hut but not a large lodge that can leaders
and high society members get. It was just a small place with
4 rooms, storage, main room and kitchen area. Her brothers slept
in the loft and it was much colder up there. The family waves
Z'leyera inside.
Z'leyra walks in and removes her helmet as it is too tall in
this place. It seemed like when she left this place was larger.
Maybe it was just how small she was? The family offers Z'leyra
to look around including the kid's rooms.
Just before Z'leyra exits her mother's place the woman, what
was her name Gael or Gaiel or something approaches.
"We found this under the bed many years ago." She hands
Z'leyra a simple chain necklace. The silver chain is not
strong but at the end is a small coin like flat round pendant
like a medal. The silver thing shows a etching of a female.
On closer look it looks like Z'nayha!
"Z'lart didn't want it. Says he doesn't recognize it. You
are free to have it."
Z'leyra raises the necklace a very cheap copy of what could
be a picture of her own mother. On the back a picture of
a man that floods back memories.
[Twenty years ago]
Z'leyra is six and sick in bed. Tiren is of course off in
his shop experimenting. The healer a nice old lady has been
and come. Given Z'leyra a very nasty broth to drink. Z'leyra
is told it is a common cold but a older boy she knows tells of a
demon spreading disease. Whether this is true or not she
is not sure. But it worries Z'leyra.
Shaking and sneezing Z'leyra decides right then that she
will heal all even of demon diseases. Z'nayha sits on the
edge of the bed. Every so pretty. She removes a shiny
necklace from her neck.
"This was given to me by my mother showing her picture
and her husband. Folks you do not know. Long gone now.
She handed it to me. I hand it to you. It holds great
power. It makes cute girls like yourself safe and well. "
Z'leyra sits up and Z'nayha places the necklace around
her. Then sleep comes.
[Sixteen years ago]
Z'leyra is now ten and starting her duties as a shaman.
But because she will be doing grueling tasks Z'leyra removes
the necklace and gives it to her mother for safe keeping.
Soon she forgets she even had it.
[Present]
Until now has recalls it. She can't believe she forgot
about it all these years.
Z'leyra hugs the woman and exits. Z'leyra then walks back
to the courtyard in the dark. She is glad it is dark so
that no one can see the tears.
***************
[Time: 9:41 pm]
Z'leyra places the necklace around her and rejoins those
who did not leave with her. She knows the necklace is
worthless. Even Arawn can detect no magic from it. It is
probably worth only a few brass bits. But to her it is
priceless..
Kiet shows his juggling skills to the crowd at the urge
of Kell juggling large fist sized balls. Then when he
sees a female do acrobatic tumbles he joins in and shows
his own skills at the delight of the audience.
In another area Dorhak though rather drunk is gleeful
when men engage in some light wrestling. He curses though
that his drunk nature causes him to only win one bout
against a teen boy. The boy just gives up at the stink of
Dorhak but he dwarf doesn't understand that. Dorhak grumbles
that he should wrestle first and drink second. But that
would be a bad time!
Pyan inspects some nice hunting bows and boar spears some
men have. Only when Arawn comes by does he get some translation
on the use of the weapons. It seems boars are common in the
north but not here and the bows are great for deer hunting.
When Pyan recognizes one spear with markings that look almost
Omayor he quickly ask Arawn to see why. The hunter explains it
was once a old hunter from that land who died after a bear attack.
He inherited the boar spear. The man sees how Pyan runs his hands
up and down the hilt.
"It is yours. This one." he indicated Arawn, "tells me you
are from there. I have other spears. I give it to you."
Arawn translates and smiles at Pyan.
***************
[Time: 10:29 pm]
soon the party starts to slow down. Arawn visits the
altar and sees the thing is almost gone if it was a turtle
or whatever it is dead now. Arawn reaches up to his
forehead as the headache he has had for a few days seems
to continue.
By now only about 30 folks are here. All adults with
kids and older people missing. Gone to bed it seems.
Z'leyra explains they will head out to Kam village their
capital in the morning after breakfast.
Those who are tired head to the lodge. At least no watches
are needed tonight. So all should get a good sleep. Dorhak
is helped back as he is a bit tipsy.
Z'leyra sits by the fountain and watches the night stars.
A sculptor. A'lart always had a love of stone. She figured
he would do the usual miner thing. Z'leyra watches as her
friends - or at least those old friends - leave and do not
sit by her She had hoped they would. But they have their
own family now and too much time has passed.
Z'leyra sits and loses track of time watching the stars come
and go from the clouds overhead. Is this home now or Marentia?
Could she make a new life here or Marentia? Her dream to make
a school is still strong in her mind.
Z'leyra doesn't know how long it was but hours later she
wakes up in her bed. A nice bed something the party gave
her for being home. How she got here she isn't sure but
it feels so nice.
*******************
[Febris 9th, 1635TH]
[Kameran Lands - Sharendan Village]
[Time: 5:59 am]
Some of the party wakes up. Arawn is sitting already
outside tending to his headache. It ended for him to sleep
but the spice drink Kalya seems to help. He sits outside
and watches the first sign of the sun in the distance.
Inside Fremea places her dress back on. She will need
to clean it soon from the smell.
***************
[Time: 6:08 am]
The courtyard tarps are gone. But the tables remain.
The village gathers for a quick pot luck style breakfast.
Dorhak continues to grumble about losing the wrestling matches
and Mournath just slides Kalya to him to sober up.
The temperatures today range from 23-36. The clouds roll in
but it is not overcast Allowing some sun to shine through.
***************
[Time: 7:12 am]
The group collect their horses finding them cleaned and
groomed. Z'leyra does one last look at the village she spent
most of her childhood in. Then she waves the party to the
path leading to the north.
***************
[Time: 9:03 am]
It begins to snow a bit and slight sleet. The
party continues on as it is not a big snow storm yet.
***************
[Time: 1:12 pm]
Corona alerts the party Kam village is ahead. The party
has made good time with the well worn path between villages.
Fremea notices Arawn more and more wipe his head not from sweat
but from it seems like pain. She is unsure if she should ask
or not.
***************
[Time: 1:22 pm]
Z'leyra eyes Kam village the capital of the tribe. While
in civilized lands a capital is a central government area.
For a tribe like the Kameran it is more a social central
hub than a government hub. She hopes she can find her brother.
Actions? Comments?
Next Update.. Monday?
GM; I started prep on this today and got tons done with over 500
lines. So I was going to hold off and see if other posts
come in but this is a big post as is. So I'll post it early
as the Friday update. I know that it seems we are moving
fast and we are. But the previous 2 villages are role playing
chances only. You are FREE to post retro actions or scenes.
So if you want to do stuff at festival fine. If want to do
stuff at men's club fine. It should not affect the present.
I had hoped to do more in Kam village but I think it is
big enough so will do that Monday. I may do a bit of the
Monday update scene wise Saturday but there is still plenty
of time to post before Monday. Z'leyra has decided to stay
only the one night in each village.
I am hoping we have no lost Kell. :< If so may have to go
with the second voted next adventure.
I don't think Z wants to finish home alone so if you want
to join that's fine. Unless she says otherwise.
GM: Necklace Use [Reminder to myself]
Feb 7 - Fuk -Kameran
Feb 8+- ????
New folks I probably did not explain this necklace. It
is a language magical language. You wear it. A person
speaks a language you want to learn. You then learn it if
your luck is good. Using Tongue spell rules. So if you
have a high Em the starting language will be at that level.
So if you have at least 40 then its a good idea to use the
language as that is a good level of understanding. Even
if lower it is also a good ideas to use. Right now two
slots Feb 8 and 9 are empty. Anyone can sign up.
Additionally the necklace improves your chance by
temporarily increasing the stats useful for learning
languages.
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