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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
..Z'leyra.........Healer..Alex Koponen.......Fe..Human/Shaman/1st Mate
..Barbosa.........Warrior.Npc................Ma..Dwarf/Outcast
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Site - http:/nrgcomputers.com/pbem/
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posts/actions to pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org (mailing list)
<x-tab> </x-tab>Private
emails (not public actions) to pnpgm@comcast.net
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Update #131 sequence (file #991)
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From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab><i don't think
Scott say this email, so making sure he gets it>
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</x-tab>Fremea looks
intrigued by this comment. "Learn to fly?" Fremea …
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GM: Ack.
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>[Time:
12:48 pm]
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</x-tab>Overhearing Crix
mention 'Marob', the wizard, Arawn's eyes narrowed …
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</x-tab>[Time: 1:12
pm]?
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</x-tab>When Upus and
Kimis enter the banquet room Arawn smiled and gave …
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GM: Ack.
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From Tsia: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Tsia looks over
at Arawn and back at Fremea, "I.. Â it is a curse, …
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GM: Ack.
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From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Kiet sees these
red-skinned barbarians, no offense Z’leyra he thinks …
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GM: Ack.
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From Raddok: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>[Yay! I got my
email back - never lose your temper & try to log in several times
when your email handler says you've been locked out due to password
errors - lol. It took the AT&T lady 10 minutes to get me unlocked
& my password reset - yet again(sigh)]
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</x-tab>[Time 12:48 –
1:00pm, Ma 8thh]
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</x-tab>Raddok looks in
all directions during their tour, saying …
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</x-tab>[Time: 1:112 pm]
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</x-tab>Raddok is
enjoying his meal when the room gets quiet & he sees …
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GM: Ack. Glad you got email fixed.
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From Dorhak: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Dorhak looks
forward to the lunch. Trail rations, especially …
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GM: Ack.
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Action]
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</x-tab>Z'leyra responds
to Raddok "I have seen few Dwarfs, and those all …
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GM: Ack.
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From Raddok: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Raddok answers
Z’leyra. “Yes, I’m seeing how similar these …
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GM: Ack.
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From Tsia: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Following the
group Tsia has her hackles raising as she doesn't see …
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GM: Ack. Since you speak Marentian it would be translated as
best they could but a lot would be said in Dwarf elder or Marentian to
remain aloof.
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From Pyan: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Pyan can't help
but stare at the two red newcomers. He …
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GM Ack. Nice to see your post.
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From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Fremea enjoys it
when there is more open area, she is not all …
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GM: Ack. This post was earlier in order but I misnumbered it
so in this order.
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Stuff]
</b> <x-tab> </x-tab>[Ma
8th,
1636TH]<x-tab> </x-tab>
<x-tab> </x-tab>[Time:
12:45 pm – Kris Bes – Capital of Beam]
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While the party waits for entry into the kril at the gate,
Tsia speaks to Fremea about flying.
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Fremea looks intrigued by this comment. "Learn to
fly?" Fremea shakes her head a little, forcing the thought to
coalesce. "There are ways to do it magically, is that what you mean?
Or want to have wings? Not so sure about that part. And not allowed? That
part just doesn't make sense. Do what you want, or maybe you are under a
curse? Maybe Arawn can take a look."
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Tsia looks over at Arawn and back at Fremea, "I.. it is
a curse, but it's a family curse. The Kami gave me a way to try and
escape, it.. it takes much to fulfill their demands," she offers.
"I think I'm allowed, but as little as they trust me now, if they
knew what the kami gifted me with and what my curse is, I do not see them
allowing me to stay," she whispers softly while looking down, the
first time it seems she isn't angry, more scared.
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Raddok looks in all directions during their tour, saying
nothing because he feels speechless & doesn't want to miss anything.
This place is bigger in some ways than other dwarven mines he had
visited, but still seemed well-organized & productive. He would have
liked to see a mine tunnel, but there was plenty to see just here. When
shown onto the Upper-Downer, he is intrigued by the structure, and
carefully moves about a bit to look over the ropes, holding carefully to
the safety rails – noting the two sizes and the pulley rings, &
wondering what he cannot see from this platform. He has never seen
anything as big as this, although he's seen small conveyors built into
inn walls a couple of times, used to carry small amounts of food or
linens up and down 3-floor buildings.
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“I've seen small tray platforms like this, used in a couple
of large inns I've visited. They were only large enough for a couple
trays of food, or a stack of clean linens, and were controlled from each
floor. They called it a laundry chute. I'm amazed at this. I've never
seen anything that could lift so much weight – especially used by someone
actually inside it. This is – very clever!! But their word '˜chute seems
to be too small a word – uh, term? - for something this large.”
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Crix shrugs, “its a simple matter of fulcrums, weights and
pulleys. Mostly not seen here. If there wasn't..what do they
call it..a counter weight? It would never work well. If you know of
a better word...name let us know. Kids here have joked calling it a
dunk-a-nator or a height-vator. But seems weird.”
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1:00 pm]
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During the tour by Crix for the party of the Kril.
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Overhearing Crix mention 'Marob', the wizard, Arawn's eyes
narrowed in thought. Studying the system he turned to Crix and asked,
"This man, Marob, by any chance is his name Ki'ama Marob? If so I
believe my companions and your people both know the wizard and would love
to hear the story of his time here. Do your folk still have close ties
with him?"
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Crix shrugs, “he sought this place out. This was
what..150..160 years ago? Yes that was his full name if I
recall. I was just a young blacksmith in the kril then. I
only saw him here and there. Wait..” He narrows his eyes and stares
at the Alfar. “You speak like you know of him?” He opens his
eyes and shrugs. “Impossible of course. Humans just don't live that
long. He'd be dead for a century! Silly elf humor huh? He
just said he was in search for something. I guess the old king, now
dead as he was over 200 years old then, is only one he gave details
about. But I got impression he wasn't looking for a thing but a
person or persons. For who knows what. He probably died in
some dusty cave looking for sometjing. Crazy wizard....probably not
even a good wizard at that!”
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Fremea enjoys it when there is more open area, she is not
all that pleased being underground again. No real room to move and no
real place to go. The up/down platform is interesting and she uses it to
fly some, stretching her wings out, so they don't cramp on her. It is fun
to watch the faces on the weird dwarves faces, since they have no
beards.
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When she hears about the vault and how impossible it is to
break in, she is intrigued and wants to know more, though she keeps to
herself just in case that is a bad thing to ask about. She will keep an
eye out for information about it though.
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Tsia also thinks about this vault. She is no master
thief but she does like a challenge.
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<x-tab> </x-tab>[Time:
1:12 pm]
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Dining hall]
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When Upus and Kimis enter the banquet room Arawn smiled and
gave a friendly nod to both. He wondered at their appearance, as to what
type of beings they might be, but was careful not to allow his interest
to show. When the pair moved past he whispered to Crix, "What are
the Diumag like?"
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Crix whispers back, “very isolated people here. We
allow them to be in our territory as they don't interfere with us and
vice versa. In fact,” he looks over his shoulder at the 2
orange-eyed humans, “they are the first I know of to leave their
area. Only a few select Bes enter to deal with things.
I got impression they may be needing to flee their land for some
reason. They are what most would call barbarians but our Archivist
insists they are humans even with their strange..appearance. Many
of the human males find the female oddly attractive but the other makes
them go away. I suspect they are a ...what do couples call it? A
object? No. A thing?”
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Kiet sees these red-skinned barbarians, no offense Z’leyra
he thinks to himself, and has to wonder. He has heard stories of
large, red-skinned savages occasionally enslaved, but seeing one, he has
to wonder how they could be enslaved. Of course, his people do have it
raised to an art form.
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Kiet decides it might not be wise to introduce
himself. One never knows if they have had a 'passing acquaintance'
with his countrymen and hold a grudge. Nothing keeps him from observing,
however, and Trying to learn something. It’s a shame, too.
The hairless female is kind of cute.
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Raddok is enjoying his meal when the room gets quiet &
he sees the Diumag enter. He feels he's staring, and quickly looks back
at his nearly-empty plate. Another race that he has not met before. He
looks back up at them and smiles a bit shyly, then resumes his meal. But
he can't help glancing across at the two red-skinned folk so – large, yet
not. Nice face, but serious, he thinks, seeing how the female is studying
their group and the others in the room. The male appears to be in charge,
but is not noisy about it. Always something new happening, he thinks,
& smiles to himself, a bit ironically. He whispers to Z'leyra, “Have
you seen their like before, or hear anything about them?”
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Raddok answers Z'leyra. “Yes, I'm seeing how similar these
Kril folk are to the dwarves I know. Although dwarves I've met around my
home, Donara, are usually a bit less inclined to allow so many
non-dwarves among their home caverns and mines. Maybe they've had to make
adaptions here, but it feels somewhat – foreign – to me. And who are
those red-skinned big ones? Have you ever seen anyone like them –
or know anything about their kind? They feel like, well, an envoy,
although they are supposed to be visitors like us.”
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Z'leyra responds to Raddok. "I have seen few Dwarfs,
and those all had beards. These appear to be the same, but without the
beards. Dwarfs are renowned for their metalwork and mining
expertise."
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Dorhak looks forward to the lunch. Trail rations,
especially as a pretend slave, aren’t exactly long term culinary option
of choice. One step above starvation.
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It was a real surprise hearing these people talk about
'Marob'. While Dorhak didn’t know this guy personally, some of the group
members most certainly knew of him. Some spoke of him with respect,
others (Kiet!) maybe not so complimentary. He kinda likes that kid.
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Then, Dorhak gets a really rude surprise when a big red
giant walks in with his girlfriend. That last giant was more than
enough, now we have to have one here? And these Besamar invited him
in? This is such a weird place. Combine this with their boast
of ‘making' giants make this kril (or at least the front door), and
Dorhak’s alarms start going off.
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Course he probably figures that boast is a lie or far
from the truth.
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After lunch, and when we can all gather together, Dorhak
decides to tell what’s going on as far as the Tome is concerned. He
starts with explaining what their Runemaster asked about, and what a
Runemaster is.
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"Well, we have an offer from our hosts to store and
protect the Tome in their vaults. That’s all well and good, but
there's just something not right going on here. I cannot put my
finger on it either, but that, plus what little we know about these
people, makes me unwilling to leave it here. The question, then, is
what to do with it? I would love to take it to Kril Shrandor but
from here, how would we get there?"
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"What say you? About Tome or how to get
home?"
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Barbosa speaks up, “runemaster I've heard of but our village
is so small I've never seen one. I think they cast magic? Dwarves
doing magic...amazing! As to Tome I defer to others like the
pointy-ear one. But have you noticed something? You'd expect a
dwarf king to make himself seen for guests? Or is this not normal?
Or do they get guests so much he ignores it?”
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The others consider his words deeply.
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When Dorhak asks the group about what to do about the tome,
Raddok quietly shares his questions about the racial mix of these caves,
asking Dorhak if his own (Raddok's) experiences with Donaran dwarves, and
those he met & worked with in the forested mountains west of Donara
were more usual than what he sees here. He had felt amused at times at
how suspicious the gruff (cantankerous?) dwarf was, but Raddok had also
noticed how often the dwarf's precautions had seemed wise in these
strange places they found themselves thrown into. He truly wanted to know
what his companions also thought about this place.
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Raddok spoke softly. “At first, I was pleased to see all
these folks living & working peaceably together, but I still wonder
why the gates were so very, very strong coming into this place. It makes
me a little bit nervous about this whole area.
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“Maybe your feelings are right and we should take the tome
with us. But we'll need some sort of map or maps to get us where you feel
we need to go. And it would be good not to anger our hosts if we choose
not to share it. How do you all fell? You have more experience than I do
about being among strangers, even affable ones.”
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Barbosa nods, “Gnorf said the Besamar are known as healers,
artists and musicians. We dwarfs are known for that but we have or
warrior side. I've seen some with weapons. But I see these
folks as pacifists if that's the word. Why would such folks be in such a
strong fortress?”
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Following the group Tsia has her hackles raising as she
doesn't see any route to escape other than from the front entrance.
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She glares about with her one eye and notes any weapons she
might see and look at later in closer detail, at least she hopes to.
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The room filled with the besmen and humans eating gives her
pause but she moves on to try the food, if they were attempting to poison
them it would be all too easy, but seeing the others having little
trouble she eats her fill and listens all about her to the various
conversations if she can follow any of it.
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Pyan can't help but stare at the two red newcomers. He
remembers hearing something about a red skinned deity/patron spirit of
beauty and war that one of the neighboring tribes pay tribute to back
home.
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Sitting the dining hall, she hears it go quiet and looks
around to see the two humans, she takes notice, but just shrugs, they
almost all seem alike to her really. She turns back to study the food and
pick at it, this is not her normal fair. As she does, it seems she gets
that uneasy feeling of being watched and turns to notice the female
staring at her and then taking glances towards her. Fremea shivers and
wonders what is going on. She looks to the dwarf showing them around and
asks who they are and why she is being stared
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Crix explains again, “isolated humans who live nearby.
It is rare to see to have them leave their domain if ever. I've not
heard of such. But she does seem to have a interest in you
though.”
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Opus eats a hearty meal. He has a large appetite and burps
loudly and Kmis says a few words in their native tongue. But it
seems evident she chastises him on his burp and manners. She
mentions all this, while she consumes more food then opus, but she
consumes her food In a more organized and less sloppy manner and seems to
chew all her food.
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Opus with his mouth full of food replies more of their words
in a gleeful way.
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But the empath Arawn can clearly see love was in his reply.
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Back at the party's table Unali listens to the others.
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Unali speaks of the tome, “If these lands are far off the
coast of Lemasa, then sailing home would bring us to Katai and the home
of Ki'ama Marob before we reach Kril Shandor by any means. We could ask
him if he is aware this copy exists. We might even ask him for advice
before we cross the ocean. He could possibly tell us where we are, as he
clearly has been here before."
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[Evening...]
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That night Crix leaves the party to explore. As said
earlier free reign is given to all those who explore. Raddok
wants to see a mine but guards tell him they are closed – no lights at
night so you'd risk exploring but free to do so.
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Raddok asks the miners he sees about the mines and learns
there are technically a network of 32 mines. But at least twenty
are shut down or used up. At least 8 are still active. But
unlike most dwarf mines these are short tunnels he learns maybe only a
few hundred feet each. They mine by far mostly ore but one mine
does give a bit of gold. Another mien does coal but they only use
it when needed.
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The shops are explored and examined by some in the
party. Stares are given to the Diumga when they are seen. To a less
degree stares are at Arawn, Fremea and even Tsia due to her missing
eye. But it is not blatant offensive stares.
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Those who wish to stay up later find a cave that
serves as a cantina full of ale, rum and whiskey. Dorhak and Barbosa
enjoys the fine mixtures but the whiskey is a bit too strong.
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</b> <x-tab> </x-tab>[Ma
9th,
1636TH]<x-tab> </x-tab>
<x-tab> </x-tab>[Time:
6:21 am – Kris Bes – Capital of Beam]
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The party is awoken by female Bes who tell them they are
invited to see the King in about 45 minutes. Breakfast of soups,
hot breads, fruits, veggies and some meats like ham and bacon is served
in the cave-quarters.
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Those who drink last night have a massive hang over as they
hear the banging of steel on steel in the shops and growl.
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The Bes tell them to leave all weapons and they will be
searched for safety. No need to dress up as its not expected since
may not have full clothes. But human clothing can be loaned if needed.
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Near 7am the party arrives on the royal level. A group
of 8 warriors watch as the party is searched for weapons. But they
do not seem to care about magical rings or amulets just the sharp
blades.
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The group is escorted by a few guards down a long hallway
past large wooden doors with locks that show unique status here.
After a dozen or so doors they reach a large cave with tables and
chairs. A old Bes male sits at a table looking at a book. He
looks up and waves the group inside and to take seats.
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The man stands and shifts a stack of books and scrolls to
the side. Before he speaks the door opens again and a guard ushers the 2
Diumga inside! The party glance at each other and the 2 strangers also
wonder why they are here.
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“Hello I am Largen Mragren Chief Archivist here.” Base
don his looks he must be over 200 years old. “I've looked into this
Va-he-ar place? We have no records but it seems many centuries ago
we were in a coalition with dwarves, elves, humans and even some
Fae. We spread out far and wide to find ancient tribes. We
had need to destroy ancient items or at least safeguard them. Based
on Dorhak's description and this Sea of Cries..no..Tears? We may have
chosen one such place as this island. Mighty elves helped to create
magic. The suited armor does seem a waste of resources but there is
note of that. We had at least 5 such places around the middle world
and 1 in the lower world. This..tome...there is note that implies
there were 3 such copies of the same book. A race called the
Lymians or was it Lymrians harvested this book. The tomes were so
powerful destruction was not possible. So we hid them. As
part of this coalition if you found the book we are obligated to keep it
safe if you wish. But we will not force you to give it up. But keep
in mind evil forces would kill for that book. As you hold it there
is great risk to you. It is said to create great stories called
hurricanes and that alone could destroy entire land areas. Imagine
what a enemy fleet could do with that! It seems you escaped a
pre-made portal by the elves here. I doubt it is a 2 way portal but
we can investigate that later. So some of you had questions of this
place.”
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“This is the Eastern Lands as some call it in the Western
Lands. But it's relative as they are the East and we are the
west. If one believes in a true sphere of our our world.” He
unwraps a large dusty map. It is not of great detail but it shows
the generic shape of the mini-continent. Humans have far better map
making skills. He begins to speak of various places.
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“Here the Kor are very primitive people. They say they
worship Kotothi forces and are said to be dumb humans. That is not as
smart as most. There is a report of a twice normal sized giant as ruler
or something. ...”
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“Here is the kingdom of Lamara they are a odd
civilization. There is said to be a huge curse empire
wide. Due to past dealings with leaders they betrayed. The curse is
tied to the moon but has various effects like subject to suggestions or
huge sexual mandates. ...”
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“The Illon tribes here revere the panthers and the
Panthera. For a long time they were isolated and ignores outsiders.
Until Lemasa and Jard invaded. Now the tribes are in misery with
slave trade and turmoil. ...”
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“The Narbeall live over here. We are friendly with
them and trade with each other. We understand elves and even half
elves live here among the humans. But the bloodletting between the
red...” He glances at the new strangers in red and changes his
words. “The red skin and white skin barbarians have torn things
apart but it does not pull over to us. ...”
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“Here the Aleon (also known as Elfheim rule. IT is
said about 1100 years ago Finvarra promoted Lord Aleon to the rank of
Duke of the Western Lands. The hill he took over was in sad shape. Hordes
of goblins and trolls assailed it. Over two centuries, he corrected that
state of affairs. Over hundreds of years they finally got rid of
the Kotothi forces from the land. Elfheim is ruled by a old elf and
a half elf....”
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“Here are the Arman who are known for their forestry and
agriculture. Armani legend speaks of a place called "the Holy
Realm." According to their belief, they dwelled in this sacred realm
for many millennia. It was heaven but it was not forever. Evil
came. After centuries of war, the sacred land was ravaged beyond hope.
The people who served the sacred were forced to leave. Most, the Arman
and Aleor, sailed west. A smaller group, the Armagh, chose to travel
west. The refugees reached the western continent 450 years ago.
They found wild forests and hills. Knowing it to be a place intended for
them, and suitable to their needs, the Armani landed en masse. The Aleor
continued up the coast and a smaller group headed south. ….”
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“The Cimor once had far bigger land areas until driven back
to their mountains here by many wars. We do not understand much of
them. But they have no love for any other group so will seek to
harm others. So they are isolated.”
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Kimis grunts and stands up speaks in a mild Dwarf Elder,
'why we here?”
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The Archivist shrugs, “I was told some may be interested in
this information and was told to give this things. I'm sure answers
will become apparent soon.”
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Dorhak wakes up from his drunken stupor after leaning on
Barbosa shoulder and murmurs something about ale. Barbosa tapes his
leg and quiets the Captain. The captain grumbles that he wasn't asleep
just resting his eyes. All this boring...then a bit of more snore
is heard.
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“Zandilor is home to the oldest city here on this continent
– Zandilor some two thousand years old! ...”
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“Tolneg was a military colony to counter the barbarian
raiders here on this island but become a nation in itself...”
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“Valera you may like.” He smiles at Fremea. “Valera is
the realm of Faerry in the western lands. Valerian and Magdalena, the son
and daughter of Oberon and Titania, rule it. There are some say 7
Faerry hills here...”
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“Little is known about the group called Baobhan here.
I'm told they look like Faerry but ...not quite. ...”
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“Pasqul like most here had their ups and downs in
expansion. They are keen on elemental spirits ….'
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“The Empire of Jard is such a big empire and stain on this
land that I could speak for days on it...” Some moan and come up with
excuses to leave in their mind. “But will just cover the
highlights...”
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“Vulca was said to be twice the size of the current island
here. The humans were known for their science and research.
But after centuries of magical warfare civil war the island lost its
glory and size....”
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“This area we call the Vile Lands are ruled by Kotothi
forces so we speak little of it.”
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“Here the wild hills are. The humans present in this
area tend to be hard case loners, small unscrupulous bands and strange
individuals of various kinds. Many consider them to be Chaotic beings.”
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“Little is known about this area called Death's Home.
It is a very mystical place we are told but beyond that no Bes has
returned from there.”
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“The Deserts are ...” Dorhak snorts awake hearing food but
then grunts when its just sand deserts. “This is the home of the
western Nar'morel. Some say this is the most dangerous place in the
world. So we avoid it...”
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“This is the Caldera...hmm..actually I'm not allowed to
discuss this area.”
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“The Sea Elves live here. We are told they do not
associate with any other elves for some reason. So very isolated
bunch of elves who love the water. ….”
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“Here we are in Besam. Up here is Harn which we kind
of sort of control. I don't understand the politics myself though.
Some 200 years ago Mokar landed here from some far off land. His
family under Bloody Jason raided the coast until we intervened.
Here is where the Diumag live.” The two bald strangers squint at the map
and confused they can't live on paper. This Bes must be
insane. “Here is a group of Nar'morel and human émigrès. They
accept the way of Besam so we leave them alone. Here”, he points to
places in the mountains, “are our other Bes and dwarf krils and
villages. Here is Kril Bes where you are.”
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Kimis turn sot Upus and grunts in mild dwarf elder, “he
crazy we don't be on paper we here. Let's go I'm bored.”
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The archivist then points to the last area, “here the
Lemasans colony residents are.” Kiet perks up.
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As the 2 bald strangers stand the door opens. Crix
steps in, “hate to interrupt this lovely teaching moment but we can now
discuss your future unless you rather all stay?”
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Everyone but Arawn immediately stands. Kiet hesitates
but how long have they been in here? Half a day? Arawn
finally stands and sighs.
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11:45 am]
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Crix says its been almost 5 hours and that’s when the party
groans. “Over in that area we have food and drinks. I need
everyone in that room at end of hall by those 2 guards in 15 minutes.
Thanks you.” With that he moves down the hall to that door as the
Archivist cleans up his books and scrolls.
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Those parched get food and drink. The bald ones eat
lightly and head to the exit but guards tell them they are requested to
be also in that room. Kimis stands in front of Upus and grunts and
assesses the guard wondering if this is a trap but Upus places hand on
her shoulder and speaks softly.
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11:59 am]
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Finally the party arrives and the guards open the doors to
all. This cave is 30 feet high with large candle chandeliers light
up casting any shadows away. It is 50 feet deep and 60 feet wide.
It is bare except for a set of cushioned satin chairs and a simple stone
throne with cushions. A single door to the left is seen maybe where the
King comes from. Crix stands in front of the non ornate throne.
Along the wall are 12 guards holding pikes, maces and wearing
chainmail. That s when the party feels this is a trap so does
Kimis. She look to the closest guard to disarm and use his own
weapons against him.
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But before this happens Crix claps his hands startling
some. “Clear the room and this section of the level.”
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The guards leave the room and close the doors. “Please
be seated.'
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With hesitation the party takes seats. “First I am sad
to report we have no boats. Harn does. The exact distance to
your home is uncharted. There are rumors of maps and such but we’d have
to track them down. In the meantime we have a ….problem we seem to
need outside help to solve. What I say here today is not to be
disclosed under extreme measure do you understand?” He eyes each
person and waits for the Diamga to get understanding. 'Around three
months ago roughly we uncovered a ancient mine. It was closed for
centuries. There was no record of it and I suspect it was erased
from our records. This may be tied into your ….Vahear thing. Wasn't
your quest start in around that time?” He waits for ascent then
continues. “The king and our best miners explored the cave. A group
soon disappeared. Down a long and twisting cave. We sent at
first 4 miners and they never came back. We sent 4 human miners and
they never came back. Our...king never came back. I implore
you to help find him and use your skills to save him and the
others. If you are willing. In exchange I'll see to it in my
power to get you home. What do you say? We've ...contained
this secret for now to not create panic.”
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Dorhak grunts so he was right. This place never felt
right.
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Actions? Comments?
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Next Update – Tue/Wed. But we shall see...
<x-tab> </x-tab>GM: I
wanted to do a bit more on each area but with time and other stuff short
version was given. The … in his speech includes more details I just
didn’t have time to role play. Consider the info about a EL10-15 in
Scholar for the land area knowledge wise. ;) Very basic stuff.
Stuff has been going on here. Last week mom was involved in a
hit/run and her car was totaled. Lucky the insurance will pay it
off and we now got to get her a new car asap since rental is only a week
left. So I suspect this week will be busy on that so may not have time to
do update so be prepared. This gives you enough time to comment or
such. She is in pain with sprained lower area but alive so that's
good. Cop could not trace the driver by his license so probably not
a citizen.
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Now with that said! Welcome a new player! Upus
is played by Gerald Ford. Kimis is a npc. Gerald can post here now
openly. Welcome aboard! The other player who wanted in back in Jan
has yet to contact me again. So who knows.
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