[pnpgm] Game Update #17

Wed May 9 15:55:09 CEST 2018

"Whenever is convenient for you, please, but not too long.  I'm sure he's worried about me enough," she certainly didn't want to rush him.

She listened to the others speak, considering their words.  Perhaps she could join them, if they didn't object to a blind woman tagging along.  She palms her cane and turns her head to address Dorhak, "I'm a healer, but I'm still learning.  And I'm trained in the sword and spear."

OOC: Sorry for delays and short post!

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On Wed, 5/2/18, John Haight <sang_real at msn.com> wrote:

 Subject: Re: [pnpgm] Game Update #17
 To: "pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org" <pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org>
 Date: Wednesday, May 2, 2018, 8:07 PM

    "If it's truly your desire to deliver the
 message in person I can help to expedite the process,"
 Arawn offered. "Just let me know if and
 when."

    "As to the other, a pity. Visions can come to us
 in many ways. Stealing such power is hardly necessary. And I
 can understand your hesitance to repair your eyes.
 Familiarity with your current state and the heightening of
 other senses aside, the intensity
  of your visions do not have to be tied to blindess. 

    If at anytime you desire to have your eyes restored you
 need but ask. I can divine whether their restoration would
 impact your visions and any other gains you feel might be
 linked."

 From: pnpgm
 <pnpgm-bounces at list.powersandperils.org> on behalf of
 Rachelle Gauthier <sweetlildragonette at yahoo.com>

 Sent: Tuesday, May 1, 2018 2:34 AM

 To: pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org

 Subject: Re: [pnpgm] Game Update #17

 "I
 only want to get a message out that way, but it might be
 better if I delivered it myself.  I wasn't planning on
 staying in Ba'ru," while having a message
 delivered, it might ease Kaz's worry if she were to go
 in person so he could
  see that she was alright.  "No one told me why he did
 it, but I did hear whispers among the elders that he thought
 taking my eyes would make his visions more powerful.  I see
 things no one else can, and he was probably envious of
 that," she tilted her head
  as she looked straight at him, appearing to stare straight
 into his eyes. "Maybe you could try, but... in all
 honesty, at this point, I don't know if I want it
 fixed.  As strange as it might sound, losing my sight has
 made me see other things better."

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 On Mon, 4/30/18, John Haight <sang_real at msn.com>
 wrote:

  Subject: Re: [pnpgm] Game Update #17

  To: "pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org"
 <pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org>

  Date: Monday, April 30, 2018, 7:01 PM

     "If your wish is to return to Ba'ru that

  can be accomplished with ease," Arawn said, the
 sound

  of an offer in his voice.

     "I am curious though why the shaman wanted to
 take

  your eyes," he then said, annoyance mingling with
 his

  concern, the former directed at the other shaman.
 "But

  that might be more than you're comfortable sharing
 at

  the moment.

     But assuming a powerful curse hasn't been
 placed

  around them I may be able to regenerate your eyes. I am
 a

  druid, among other things."

  From: pnpgm

  <pnpgm-bounces at list.powersandperils.org> on behalf
 of

  Rachelle Gauthier <sweetlildragonette at yahoo.com>

  Sent: Sunday, April 29, 2018 6:55 AM

  To: pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org

  Subject: Re: [pnpgm] Game Update #17

  [ Earlier

  during bath time ]

  Ix didn't have an issue sharing the bath house with
 the

  dwarves, bathing with the opposite sex wasn't taboo
 due

  to her upbringing, as baths weren't sexualized. 

  Besides, she couldn't see them naked, and
 they'd

  already seen her.  She would have no issue as long

   as no one got grabby.  She was apprehensive about
 leaving

  Zol'zim alone in an unknown city, but she
 eventually

  relents and leaves the wolf.  She pays little mind to
 the

  dwarves, concentrating on getting herself cleaned up. 
 It

  was no natural body of water,

   but she still treated this time for meditation and

  cleansing.  Of course, while washing her hair, all
 present

  would have seen the pointed tips of her ears.  It

  wasn't until she was finished washing and had gotten
 out

  to let herself dry in the sun that she

   spoke to Dorhak, apologizing for not answering him
 earlier

  ((OOC: I honestly missed it)).  She squeezes some more

  water from her hair and flips it back over her
 shoulder,

  "I don't know if I want to go back to
 Ba'ru,

  even though that's where I was taken from. 

   I'm not even from there... but I do want to
 contact

  someone from Ba'ru.  He was very kind to me and took
 me

  in, I want to let him know I'm ok."

  ----------

  [ In response to being questioned by Arawn again ]

  "Home?  It's... It was Kll'maun. 
 There's

  nothing there for me now.  If anything, I want to let
 the

  man who took me in outside of Ba'ru to know I'm

  ok.  His place is what I meant by home, even if it was
 only

  temporary," she frowned when questioned about her

   eyes and stared straight at Arawn.  "I don't
 want

  to sound disrespectful, but what is it you can do any

  different?  I'm just thankful I still have eyes
 there

  and not just hollow sockets..."  She sighed
 now. 

  These people did save her, so they deserved some

   kind of explanation, "This was done to me by
 another

  shaman when I was only a child, an older man.  He tried
 to

  take my eyes.  I'll spare you the details."

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  On Fri, 4/27/18, John Haight <sang_real at msn.com>

  wrote:

   Subject: Re: [pnpgm] Game Update #17

   To: "pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org"

  <pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org>

   Date: Friday, April 27, 2018, 1:29 PM

   OOC: I don't know how but I missed your reply to

   Arawn's question.

   [When questioned by Arawn again, she bites her lip

   somewhat, “My name is Ixkin.  I was on my way

   back…”  Should she call it home?  It felt like

   it, sort of, she was welcome there, even though she
 felt

  she

   might have overstayed her welcome with Kaz. 

   “H-home. 

    I’m not from Ba’ru, but I was staying outside of

  the

   city.  I tried to take a shortcut and was captured

  with

   one of the dwarves.  The captain kept asking me

   questions, but I didn’t answer them… I couldn’t

  answer

   them.]

      "Home? Where is that? Perhaps we can

   help the two of you reach there safely," he

  offered

   with compassionate sincerity. "And, if it's
 not

  a

   sore subject, your eyes... your vision, how did it
 happen?

  I

   only ask in case it's something we can

   treat."

   ----------------------

   [After everyone has regathered to discuss the

  information

   they've discovered...]

      As information was shared amongst the

   gathered Arawn did his best to assist with
 translations

  as

   needed, revealing his discovery of the cache of coins

  and

   jewelry that seemed to belong to the sailors in the

   process.

      "The sailors who yet live will likely wish

   their belongings returned. But for those that were

   killed," he said, his lips pursing with
 displeasure

  or

   disappointment as he mentioned the dead, "I
 think

  we

   should sell what can't be identified as a memento

  or

    item of significance and send the coin to any

  remaining

   family that can be found.

      I'll take it upon myself to question the

   sailors when the authorities allow for it."

      News of the metalsmith working on

   something in the hold intrigued Arawn, the alfar

  wondering

   if it might be a weapon or something linked to the

  mystery

   set in front of the party.

      "When you're ready it might prove

   interesting to use Akasha in the hold as well.
 Whatever

  was

   being crafted by the metalsmith seemed important
 enough

  to

   be done aboard a rocking vessel, a weapon or an item

  linked

   to their mission I'd guess," he said,

    addressing the party but referring to Z'leyra in

   regards to the spell.

   ----------------------

      At some point Arawn would wander over to

   Fremea, his demeanor placid and features pensive.

      "How are you doing?," he asked

   the fairy. Impulse had driven her into action,
 impulse

  that

   he had hoped she had conquered for her sake and for
 the

  sake

   of others. She had been quiet since the massacre
 ended

  and

   he wasn't sure if she felt satisfaction

    or regret, or both.

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   Names:

      OOC: What are the names of the Expert and the

   contact in Vahear?

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