[pnpgm] Game Update #81 - File #652 - Party departs MA'dor
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Character Name Type Player Sex Notes
..Z'leyra.........Healer..Alex Koponen.......Fe..Human/Shaman/1st Mate
..Corona..........Eagle...Npc................Ma..Companion to Z'leyra
..Zol.Zim.........Wolf....Npc................Ma..Zehani Wolf/Ix's Friend
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Game Update #81 sequence (file #652)
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
Arawn held off tongue-lashing Velf for his insolence but,
"My men are not dregs. They're the best of the best and
From Raddok: [Re: Actions]
As Arawn gathered the others around to give his report,
GM: Ack. To be honest even if over
burdened it won't be a major issue due to time involved.
From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
"I don't imagine we'll be taking horses as climbing will
[Ma 3rd, 1636TH]
[Time: 11:18 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
Arawn held off tongue-lashing Velf
for his insolence but, unsure of his relative
status, kept it to standing up for himself and his men.
"My men are not dregs. They're the
best of the best and solid replacements for
Khias's choices. Khias is dead but my men have held against sea dragons,
wyrms, mermen and pirates to get the cargo here.
I take my obligations seriously, Velf.
I will bring them here."
Velf as he walks waves a hand
dismissively as if sea giants are no big
deal. The arrogant Fomorian is starting to irk
Kiet who has been clenching his fists.
Arawn decided a quick return was in
order, hustling and taking the elevator-gondola if it seemed faster.
A man is sitting at a chair looks in
his 30s. There is a team of 3 horses tied to
ropes and a lever and pulley system. He eyes the
group, Then stands, visitors? First ride is 5
Brass per person. After that depending on weight 9 Brass Bits.
Arawn considers this for a
moment. So its as fast as the horses can drop it
so might take only a minute or two. But using
the natural path might take 6-8 minutes one
way. Payment is taken and the group moves to the
bamboo, wood and light metal cage. Horses looks
like they could take 800 pounds per so maybe 2
tons is max? But some doubt the cage would handle such.
The man hooks the tree trunk sized
ropes that could fasten a ship to a dock to the
pulley system. Then using a large lever and
weights and no warning by the man- the cage
lifts and swings right over the side of the
cliff. Now hanging a few hundred feet to the
ground the cage creaks and moans and some grit
teeth. Within another few seconds the cage
slowly descends and gets caster by the moment.
[Time: 11:22 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
At the bottom the man seen before
ascending open the cage as it slams gruffly onto
the sand. Arawn moves briskly toward the ship with the others.
Once on the ship, Arawn briefs the
others quickly. "We're to meet Velf in 15 and
then head out. There will be climbing involved
apparently. He's an ornery man so we should move quickly. And if the other
dwarves wish to join and see this through now is
the time. I don't think we'll be returning to the
ship anytime soon. Not unless we're willing to ensorcell
As Arawn gathered the others around
to give his report, Raddok asked him directly,
"Arawn? Does it sound to you like we will need
horses? I'm just asking, because I'll have to
leave my greatsword behind if we're on foot. I
can carry everything else I need with me."
He considered for a moment, rubbing
his chin absently. "Do you think they'll have
wagons? He certainly gave us no indication of
waiting for anyone else than us - our ship - at
this point. But we may be going to meet one,
since it sounded like several ships were sent out for - dang, 'cargo.'"
Raddok frowned. "I don't like this.
It all sounds a bit - underhanded - and, like -
there's some big plan going on, & being kept
under wraps, even from the villagers here,
perhaps? Oh, well, that's why we're here, right?"
And he grimly went to his locker to gather his
loaded backrack, quickly double-checking that
everything was loaded & ready to go, leaving only
his greatsword in its sheath, & his share of the
treasure that was merely mixed valuables. He
checked that his amulet was well-tucked under his
tunic until (if) needed, and that his glove was
folded away from the protective bracelet, so it
would operate properly. His ring fit nicely, if
firmly, over the other glove, and he was glad he had it.
He joined the others, loading his
backrack & shifting his mace & shield to their
'resting' positions, the shield hooked over the
top of his backpack, the rope & a couple other
bulkier items tied about it with leather ties. He
was carrying less than 60#, a load he was well
used to handling. He knew he was capable of
carrying twice as much, but if it turned out he
had to ride a horse at some point, he did not
wish to carry more, to save the horse.
"I don't imagine we'll be taking
horses as climbing will end up being involved.
But it sounded as if Velf would be gathering the
necessary supplies as only he knows what we'll
need for the journey so we'll have to wait and
see. But if we need anything from the ship I can
return here to gather them. That or I can carry
some of the extra gear in my magical bags."
[Time: 11:26 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
For the next 8-9 minutes the party
gathers all the gear they need. Arawn keeps a
internal count going so not to be late.
[Time: 11:18 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
Velf lumbers with his cane and and
Unali watches from a side area a smile on his
face. But in only 30 seconds or so he reaches a
vendor stall. Parchment! Quill!
A young woman in her 20s compiles and
plots down both. Velf stares at the woman. You
can't even understand how writing works do you?
The woman looks confused.
You expect me to write with a dry
quill or should I use the sweat that is pouring down your scalp?
The woman reaches under the plank
platform and pulls a ink well and uncaps
it. Velf grumbles, how does this town even survive a winter?
Velf begins to write a fast
letter. Sealant? And wheres that ...boy?' As he writes.
The woman turns around to grab some
box of wax and a candle to seal the
parchment. She whistles a bit loud after that.
Unali watches behind a garbage pile
pit near a blacksmith shop. What ever he is writing she can't read.
A lad around 22-23 approaches from the side.
If you get this one wet like last
one ...you will regret it. You
understand? Then he rolls the parchment into a
thin scroll. He seals it with wax to ensure it cant be read.
Yes Sir! I'm so sorry for last time.
Velf turns to the boy and hands it to
the lad then digs in a pocket and tosses the
woman some coins. If you weren't the only boy
in this forsaken village I'd be less
concerned. But we work with ...what we have...
'Send it to the previous location immediately.
Then Velf rushes off again to the
east. Unali is unsure what to do but the lad is
tacking up a horse and may be a few
minutes. Unali watches Velf stop briefly into
the threshold of a small shack which based on
sign of a knife may be a blade shop. He whistles and leaves.
Unali then watches Velf move north
west toward probably the only market. He grabs a
leather bag then goes quickly from stall to stall
to buy some food and water skin.
As he does a large man in his 40s
approach. Unali tries to get closer to hear them
talk as Velf inspects some fruit using a tarp of
a stall to being unseen by others.
A new ship has arrived. Velf speaks
to the man with a large scar down his cheek and
shows signs of heavy sun burn and a light brown beard.
This is the 14th lot? Scar-face speaks.
I don't keep track. But I lost
count after 57. I just hope this lot is smarter
than the others. You know the routine?
Sure no problem boss.
Good. I need to head back to meet them. Give me 10 minutes?
I'll count it directly.
Velf pays for the final travel items
and looks at the man. Can you count that
high? Just watch us as normal and do your thing.
Velf rushes south toward the Inn he was at.
Unali is unsure what to do
now. Follow Velf, the messenger or the brute?
[Time: 11:31 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
Arawn and party arrive at cage
again. The man eyes the dwarves with the binds
but only holds out his hands for the coins. He
says it will need 2 trips due to more folks that can fit in age.
[Time: 11:35 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
Arawn watches the second group come
over the cliff side in the cage and rushes them out and rushes to the inn.
Velf is pacing back and forth with a
new bag on his belt. Your about 5 minutes
late! Arawn grits his teeth by his count only 2 minutes at max.
Velf ignores any reply from Arawn as
he eyes Dorhak and Barbosa. He looks at the new
party members and around. Just two? Are you...
Velf rubs his temple. This is it?
Seriously? Velf begins to grumble his breath
and curses. He eyes Barbosa and Dorhak. I hope
these two are worth it or there will be hell to be pay. Let's go!
Velf leads the group toward the south
end of village. We'll be walking. Its not far at
all. He moves toward Arawn. Do they have any bit of brains? Can they read?
Velf studies the party as he
walks. Might as well unbind them. They'll need
their hands free. But their brains more so.
[Time: 11:39 am Ma'Dor town Vahear]
GM: Eyes are better. Enough to work as
best I can. We move on. Next update will be
mine arrival. Will try update Monday if staff
cooperates. Gear choices will be done by next
update deadline wise. At this point Mae and Ix
are npcs left on ship. Will remove the gear notes below on next update.
GM: Unali What do you want to do?
Fremea I have you marked as
Trailer do you help Unali or scout ahead for party?
GM: Gear info given
[No weights needed can be just
important items weapons/armor or a book or such
but no need to say taken spoons. :)]
Arawn None Yet
Dorhak None Yet
Fremea Take all gear
Kiet Given semi.
Mournath None Yet
Barbosa None Yet
GM: Landing party roles
Arawn Fomorian spokesman??
Ix Stay on ship since npc now
Mae Stay on ship since npc now
Mournath Chief Sailor for Arawn's ship?
Raddok Aide to Arawn?
Unali Trail behind for sentry
Z'leyra Guard (though
female guard is unusual)/Consort?
Sailors Stay on ship
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