Shadowborn |
Chapter 2: Spring's Promise
Having made a spectacular find in the form of the Grand Archive, the party returns to Three Oaks to ride out the rest of a very harsh winter. Several storms dump prodigious amounts of snow upon the Marches, cocooning them in white until late into the Spring. Farmers labor to get their crop seed in the ground quickly. The three great trees in the town center begin to sprout green buds, heralding the final end to a harsh winter that has depleted both food stores and firewood.
As the group prepares to set out and settle accounts between themselves and the birdfolk for the timely rescue received by the original quartet in their first venture, things suddenly get interesting. While Jon is out checking on the state of the local herbs--still too early to start harvesting, but concerned with supply later in the year--he hears a trill and notes an akaara sitting in a tree nearby. It beckons him and produces a note before inclining its head and flying off. Unrolling the piece of parchment reveals the following missive:
Friends,
You have promised to aid our people by removing the griffon from our territory. We know you will keep to your word, but wished to warn you that he has found himself a mate. Find one of our hunting camps should you wish to discuss this further.
--Io
Gendo |
I would have split my time for the remainder of the winter between meditating, training, researching the best possible means of moving the archive to our sagacious halls AND anything I can find about Griffons, and spending time with Jon, Auric, Liam, and our witch friend ( sorry forget name and can't navigate back to find out as typing this from cell phone.).
Liam Lightfoot |
I have been reacquainting myself with the townsfolk of Three Oaks, attempting to make myself useful to anyone in need, and telling tall tales and drinking moderately by night. I am fired with a new sense of purpose thanks to my relationship with the other party members, and I'm keen to tackle any adventures they'll have me on.
As the winter fades, I become bored with being in the same place for too long, and my nigly tales begin to revolve around great quests and journeys made by human heroes in ages past.
I'm also making subtle enquiries about anything to do with the quests and riddles the party has been posed.
Diplomacy (Oratory) check? 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Gendo |
I take in the news Jon passes along.
That certainly makes things more challenging. Even moreso if they have produced a clutch of eggs. I do not mean to be cruel, but, we could keep any eggs and raise them as our own. In anycase, let us gather our belongings and fulfill our oath to our friends. I find that traveling does much to calm the fire inside.
Shadowborn |
Kalaya: The new star has been steadily changing position over the intervening months. It now sits just above the easternmost peaks and is the brightest thing in the night sky, save for the moon. The common folk have noticed it, and talk is going around, with folk assigning it as either a good or dire omen.
Jon: Lizzie Dorn is proving to be a capable assistant. With her at the shop, slipping away to deal with the griffons won't be as difficult. You can simply have her deal with day-to-day folk, and she can say you're off harvesting new crops of wild ingredients that aren't available from your garden.
Shadowborn |
Any knowledge check I can take regarding the new star that everyone's noticing?
I'm excited to get going on another jaunt. "So, when shall we head off? Must say, I never seen a griffon before."
A Knowledge(nature) check might get you something.
Shadowborn |
Of course, this couldn't possibly be the same thing, because this thing is obviously still far off in the great reaches of the sky. If it were a falling star, to be seen from that distance, it would have to be enormous...
Liam Lightfoot |
"So, has anyone else noticed that crazy new star? I do recall a tale o' me grandpa's, where a flaming red star fell from the sky and smote the side off a mountain. Just got me to thinking... If this here star's planning to fall, it's moving so slowly that the bloody thing must be gigantous. An' if a wee one wrecks half a mountain.. Anyone else gettin' a shiver up their spine?"
Kalaya |
"The stars hold more power and mystery than most would dare imagine Liam," Kalaya says as she pulls up a seat at the table.
"That new star will change the world, but it hold great knowledge as well, the inner workings of the universe, these are the true secrets of the world."
The young witch's eyes burn with a deep intensity.
Gendo |
I look to Kalaya as she pulls a seat to the table. If one were to take what Liam has related and your own assertion that it will change the world, that change may come from the throws of cataclysm. It may be something for which we could consult the archive, but not until after we fulfill our promise to our friends.
Jon Commoner |
"I do not doubt the power of the stars, Kalaya, but I fear what will befell the world if Liam's supposition is right. A cataclysm of that magnitude would alter the natural world. Who can say what will happen after? Still, Gendo, Auric and I have a debt to pay. We must convince a pair of griffons to seek hunting grounds elsewhere, preferably without harming them. We would be honored if you would join us, Liam and Kalaya, though our debt is not yours."
Auric Ironwright |
Auric folds his arms and tilts his chair back.
"Hmmm. What kind of magic have you guys got available? I would think, since these griffons are basically animals, right, we could spend long enough driving smoke and loud noises at the nest and drive them off that way right? I have a smokestick, still and we could get some thunderstones and such... though I suppose they could cause an avalanche... If any of you can do that with a magic trick, it may save us some funds too."
Gendo |
I've read that they can be fiercely loyal to those that have earned their loyalty. At least according to the little I was able to find. Mostly I found tales of valiant warriors having Griffon mounts. All of that which I read described their strength, ferocity, and cunning capabilities when pushed to a fight. Tales and stories can eb helpful, but only so much....Jon, perhaps you can fill us in on what you know.
Shadowborn |
Okay, maybe not that soon...
Gathering up your gear, your group heads out of town headed west, then steering north off the road once you're out of sight of the village. You head for the hunting camp where the senior members of the party first had their conversations with the akaara, after being saved from the dwarven patrol. The travel is easy and the weather is mild, with lots of sun and a mild breeze.
Within the trees in the foothills, after fording the small stream that runs out of a large ravine, the group comes upon the cunningly crafted platforms and domed huts of the akarra hunting camp. After announcing yourselves, one of the brown-feathered birdfolk peers down, giving a melodic greeting. A moment later a rope ladder is unrolled, dropping down in front of you.
Gendo |
I climb the rope ladder. Upon reaching the ledge, The winds have been kind of late. We come to fulfill our oath to you. We bring others who have agreed to assist us - Liam Lightfoot, songsinger and taleweaver, and Kalaya, a gifted skygazer. I gesture to each as they reach the ledge.
Shadowborn |
The three birdfolk hunters give graceful bows, their wings spreading about them like the skirts of curtseying women. One replies:
"Well met friend, and friend of friend. Fair winds to you as to this task you do attend. Sit, eat, and drink. From your travels rest, and ill will forfend, forfend."
A low table is set with cold meats and a small bowl of dried fruit. There are also bowls of cool water set out.
Liam Lightfoot |
"I for one am against killing such magnificent beasts. I'll never shrink from taking out dwarves that oppress us, or bloodthirsty monsters, but these creatures are just protecting their patch. I reckon I remember tales of griffons understanding some kind of speech. Maybe we could try to bargain?"
Gendo |
My apologies. I too would rather avoid the death of such creatures. However, it may be something we must consider - as an absolute last resort after all other options have been exhausted, in order to fulfill our oath. Be that as it may, parlay is far less final.
A slight smirk appears on my face, as though something amusing came to mind.
Perhaps an accord could be reached for the Griffons and Akaara to live and hunt together, both the stronger for such ties.
Looking to our host, Would such a solution be amenable to your people?
Shadowborn |
The akaara seem a bit puzzled by your question, but agree to your proposal if you believe you can accomplish this. They do mention, however, that the reason they asked you to deal with the problem is because griffons tend to attack akaara on sight in an attempt to drive them away, as griffons see them as competing predators.