[pnpgm] Game Update #133 - File #1001 - Quest discussoion

Sun Jun 21 18:30:42 CEST 2020

Fremea has no idea what demons, at least for these dwarfs, are. Hopefully her magics can help against them and she will have her weapons back, well her bow at least. She already made it clear that she would help, though it seems some of her own group are asleep. "Dorhak, since this is your kin or at least side kin, I will trust your judgement on what to do. My abilities are ready as always to help."

Then the large, red eyed human looks at her, at her own level none the less. What the hell is this? She starts speaking to her in a weird tongue. Fremea just stares, not sure what was just said, though it seems the woman didn't want anyone to hear it. Then she speaks in that tongue that the dwarfs keep using, again so annoying. Maybe she should start saying everything in Sidh or even a completely different language, just to make everyone get annoyed. Fremea just shakes her head and shrugs. Then finally Raddok translates it and now Fremea is even more confused.

Using Marentian, "Watch you? What? I don't know who or even what you are. Stop staring at me and we don't have a problem." She waits for Raddok to translate. Looking over a Z, "Can I use that necklace to learn her language real quick, this is going to be annoying otherwise."

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   Character Name
Type
Player
Sex           Notes
..Arawn...........Druid...John.Haight........Ma..Alfar/Backup Navigator
..Dorhak..........Warrior.Kevin.Newark.......Ma..Captain/Leader/Dwarf
..Fremea..........Sidh....Tobie.Bonahoom.....Fe..Faerry/Archer/Magician
..Kiet............Acrobat.David.Sanders......Me..Human/Magician
..Mournath........Sailor..Gibert.Isla........Ma..Human/Navigator
..Pyandalgor......Hunter..Panthera...........Ma..Human/Hunter
..Raddok..........Miner...Bess.Hadley........Ma..Human/Miner
..Tsia.Phan.......Thief...Don.Ker............Fe..Human/Thief
..Unali...........Ninja...Wout.Broere........Fe..Human/Dagger Maiden
..Upus............Warrior.Gerald.Ford........Ma..Normal/Barbarian
Warrior
..Z'leyra.........Healer..Alex Koponen.......Fe..Human/Shaman/1st Mate
..Barbosa.........Warrior.Npc................Ma..Dwarf/Outcast

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        [Recap]

   From Raddok: [Re: Actions[

        [Ma 9th, 11:59
AM]

        (OOC to GM: this
is a wordy update; please feel free to edit out what seems to be
repetitions)

        Raddok's mind was
still a bit dazed after the morning’s long …

   GM: Ack. Posted it all since unsure what is good to lose and
not lose.

   From Fremea: [Re: Actions]

        Fremea wonders if
there really is any need to be here, as the …

   GM: Ack. A good post love the double meaning.

   From Opus: [Re: Actions]

        Opus is ready for
any adventure anywhere he is not sure of much …

   GM: Ack. That is one thing I should say.  For these
updates stuff is in      Dwarf
Elder which you do both know.  Since live in a dwarf nation. ;) So
for this area its dwarf elder unless like Kimis does below or others
state otherwise like Marentian then you will understand it.  Good
first post.

   From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]

        While trying to
be alert to dangers as any bodyguard should, …

   GM: Ack.

   From Dorhak: [Re: Actions]

        Dorhak sighs at
the request.  He knew there was something not …

   GM: Ack.

   From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions[

        Z'lyeyra's head
jerks around at the mention of demons. Striding …

   GM: Ack. Congrats you are post #1000!

   From Kiet: [Re: Actions]

        Kiet listens to
the Eastern Lands lecture with rapt attention.  …

   GM: Ack.

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        [New
Stuff]

        [Ma
9th,
1636TH]
        [Time:
11:59 am]

   Raddok's mind was still a bit dazed after the morning’s long
lesson on the various cultures & countries of this Western (Eastern?
- he was now thoroughly confused what to call it) land they had been
ported to. He now bitterly regretted having not had the opportunity as a
lad to learn to read & write. His father’s estate manager, however,
had secretly taught him numbers & principles of estate management,
but the boy Raddok had rebelled at learning to read the official
documents involved with it, since his father had refused to acknowledge
his existence. Although the staff all accepted Raddok as a legitimate
heir, the only one in direct descent, the young human child had always
just ‘blurred out’ during those reading lessons, and snuck out to run
around the estate, talking to various farmers, loggers, miners and other
staff employed to run the various enterprises that made his father, a
Legionnaire, a rich man (if a fairly-often absent landowner). He liked
the people, but stayed out of his father's sight once he realized that
his father would turn his back whenever Raddok came into view.

   All he could do, without any means to record the information
they had all received, was try to remember country names that seemed to
be good folks & those that sounded good to avoid. But he felt rather
overwhelmed by the end of the morning, with no way to write it all down.
He was briefly bitter about it, but realized quickly that there were a
lot of sharp minds among his friends, and they would have no hesitation
about sharing their own views of what they had heard.

   If having the tome had brought them, however inadvertently
here, maybe this was a home for it – of some sort anyway. But he felt
that the more experienced members of this group he had joined, might have
gleaned more from all the information they had been given.

   Raddok was more than ready to hear them all out before
making any decision of his own. Between them, there was a lot of
information that might help make the decision for their next movements,
and whether or not the tome went with them, or stayed here in whatever
vaults this besamar community offered.

   Raddok still felt some discomfort here, despite his
familiarity with dwarven dwellings and dwarven works, but maybe it was
just the ancient presence of giants. The folks here certainly seemed to
accept his own weird group, and he had become fond of his new friends, as
oddly mixed as they were. And now they seemed to have enlarged by one or
two more members.

   Raddok laughed to himself. Does this bunch always gather up
such strays as they venture out in their search for justice in various
parts of the world?

   Fremea wonders if there really is any need to be here, as
the dwarf drones on and on about all the land stuff. She does think that
there could be a point to some of this, then he goes on again to another
place. So boring. Then he mentions the Fae and she does listen a bit more
closely, she always thought there had to be more places, but she was not
given that during her 'training'. Then he moves on again, and she just
starts to look around the large library. She thinks of the library at
home, and wonders how Kaylle is. Her face softens as she thinks of him,
and hopes to see him again soon, maybe for another dinner or lesson. She
sighs.

   Then Fremea notices the weird human looking at her again,
and she tenses some. Why does this being stare? If they weren't guests in
the place she would just ask, in her own way. Showing her smile, not
smile at that to the human. Ugh! Etain and Arawan! Why did they teach her
to behave in other company this way, to wait for the right opportunity
and to be respectful?! She shivers a slightly, realizing that they are
done with the information and the dwarf is getting a bit weird, something
Arawn said. Of course he did. They are asked to go with the other dwarf,
these ones all look a bit the same to her again, only no beards, still so
weird.

   They are finally brought in the dwarf court, not sure what
that is called here, and still these humans are with them too. Why? Gods,
she needs to be able to fly around and think, maybe she could come up
with what is going on. As they enter the court, her hand goes to the
dagger, sensing more tension than before, she looks around wondering what
is about to happen and prepares to do what she was trained for. Then the
tension is released as the other dwarf tells the guards to leave and for
the party to sit. She calms herself and looks at the other humans, still
wondering why they are there at all.

   The dwarf tells them the king is missing and asks for their
help. Damn, why don't they just pick a new one and be done with it. Not
like royalty really is all the important. They always seem to make dumb
decisions. A flash of the scene on the roof of the library pops in her
head of being bowed to and called Queen. She shakes her head. "Fine,
let's just go find this king of yours." Under her breath, 'not like
it seems to matter.' "Though one question, I understand why our
group is here, I am not clear on why them?" She uses her head to
acknowledge the other humans in the room.

   Crix nods, “a valid question.”  Kimis seems to grunt as
she is curious as well.  “If the tome bought you here.  There
is a bigger destiny...”  Fremea rolls her eyes whenever folks
mention destiny its like this super special thing but its not that big a
deal.  “...that maybe things are linked.  Maybe Bes or others
have a hand in this?This is why we've not demanded the book back.
We are in desperate desire to safeguard it.  But it has to be your
wish.  As to them.”  He turns to face the two orange eyed
humans.  “You spoke of fleeing your land.  This is something
not normally done if ever.  I would dare to say you are the first to
leave your area.  I'm sure you had a  valid reason.  But
if you are here to flee and explore this is a way to do so. Saving the
king would go a long way to having the respect and duty to protect you
from your people.  This sanctuary ...” They crinkle their nose and
clearly don't understand the word so Crix rephrases.  “Our
hospitality would be boundless.  Plus...you clearly do not fit in
here well.  That will take time.  Saving the king would make
you honored guests and heroes.  You are not obligated to help. None
of you are.  But if not we only ask you ...keep this silent until it
can be resolved.”

   Kimis grunts, “heroes...get...stuff.”

   Crix shrugs, “this could be arranged.”

   Opus is ready for any adventure anywhere he is not sure of
much what is being said, but he has heard of the word cave before . He is
just ready to leave his home.  He does have some fear of going to a
cave. He seen the scared looks on the faces as they talked about a cave,
but he just doesn't want to be back home.

   If Kimis wants to go, he will follow her anywhere.  He
slowly raises his head and shrugs his shoulders to Kimis in a fashion
that behooves confusion. He then blows her a kiss. He is just glad to be
here, anywhere but home and with Kimis. Far far far away from home as one
can get..

   All of a sudden his thoughts flash to the past and a angry
scowl crosses his face as he lowers and rapidly scratches his head in a
deeply nervous fashion. Embarrassed by this he stops and hopes no one
notices, and tries to look natural.

   Kimis nods, “I go.  Just one question.  If king
dead do we still ….are friends?”

   Crix nods, “of course.”

   Kimis smiles and turns to Opus then speaks in her native
tongue only he knows, “We use them and have fun.  You wanna?”

   While trying to be alert to dangers as any bodyguard should,
Z'leyra listened and appreciated the lecture. She has enjoyed learning
her entire life and liked that the speaker was enthusiastic about his
subject.

   Dorhak sighs at the request.  He knew there was
something not right.  He looks back to Grix (no, Crix!  That's
it!) and says, "yes, I think we will need to discuss this.
Especially since some of these people have not agreed to join the
crew."

   Kimis leans to Opus and whispers, “what is crew?”

   Crix nods and bows, “certainly.  Just tell the 2 guards
outside to fetch me when you are ready.” He moves to the door, “they are
there not to keep you here but as their normal duty as guards.”

   after Crix leaves, Dorhak continues.  "Bah!
I’m not sure this place is secure enough for the Tome if they can’t keep
track of their King!  On the other hand, I’m inclined to help with
this.  We need help to get home, and there should be some reward if
successful."

   "Be warned, however!  If they go to this extreme
to keep the loss of their king a secret, it wouldn’t surprise me to have
them try to keep us permanently quiet.  As in betrayal and
death.  If they give us rewards, the kril will wonder why us
foreigners are being so honored."

   "Before we begin, I want to make certain at least one
of you magic slingers can deal with demons.  They are one of the
biggest dangers in the tunnels.  It’s why the priests are needed in
a dwarf Kril."

   Kimis frowns and narrows her eyes, “daemons? If they can be
hit with a axe they can be dealt with!”

   Barbosa considers this all, “the reason I came here was to
regain some …..honor.  I was never a dwarf in high regard back home
before I was captured. Many picked on me.  Doing this...if they even
believed it...would possibly change that. I almost died a couple days
ago.  What else can go wrong? I'm game.”

   Z'leyra's head jerks around at the mention of demons.
Striding over she softly says, "I am not the world's expert on
demons, but I do know an enchantment that can help protect against them.
Given a few days I could make and enchant a brooch, belt or bracer to
help the wearer in any encounter with chaos creatures such as demons.
Given a week I could make three or four such items."

   Kiet listens to the Eastern Lands lecture with rapt
attention.  This is more information about this area than he even
knew existed!  It’s not like Kiet had any expectation of knowing
about this, but all sailors talk.  Some tell kraken tales, some just
shark tales. But there were always rumors about this area, just no
details, and all of it third or fourth hand.  Now there are details
enough...enough to get himself killed back home.  Those secrets were
enforced, if the rumors were true.

   Afterward, finding out about the Besamar king missing, Kiet
begins to think about the details necessary.  First of all, we have
three unknown 'companions' joining us.  Some dissemination of
abilities and experiences are needed, and just from the Red Ones and our
one-eyed thief, but the rest of us will need to cough up info for them to
hear.  Fremea should love that part.

   Probably before that, the language issues need to be
removed.  Easy, though.  There is also the question of food,
water, and how do we see in the dark. Even the elves and dwarves can’t
see in total dark...and neither can Kiet even with his night sight
spell.  He wonders how long he can keep that spell going now.
Hmmm.  It’s been used every night watch.

   Kiet hasn’t spent any time underground.  He doubts he
will be of much use, but there'll be two Dwarves plus Raddok.  Maybe
even Pyan can put his trailing skills to use.

   Hmmmm...food...Kiet wonders if his little toys will work.

   Barbosa sees Z'leyra stand and move across the room.
Guess seating is over. He turns and looks around.  “So I
gather...Myself, Dorhak and them.”  He nods to the red skins.
“Are wanting to help out.  Any others?”

   As Barbosa speaks, Kimis also stands drawing reflexes from
some like Fremea and Unali to reach for now missing weapons.  She
moves toward Fremea.  She kneels down on her haunches to be eye
level.  Then glances around.  She whispers  in her native
tongue then when Fremea looks confused to Dwarf Elder.  When Fremea
doesn't seem to understand that – she has been using Raddok to
translation this entire trip – she glances to Raddok and coughs.
Kimis frowns and Opus moves to her side patting her shoulder.  Kimis
stands and scowls.  Kimis repeats louder and Raddok
translates.  “You hear to watch me?  I grew up among you but I
grews,” Raddok keeps that word spelled correctly, “up!  You will
not...not..let me be and I'll let you be!”

        GM:
Actions? Comments?

    Next Update – Tue/Wed.  Depending on what day I
haw free.

        GM: Dorhak
has said ok for quest.  But I'll see if others want.  Once
Dorhak gets Crix back in we can move on.  Will try either Tue or Wed
depending on spare time.  I think I may have solved the email
issue.  ISP spam got some emails.  So spam is fully
disabled.  If not who knows!

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