Roll your spot and knowledge nobility please.
dc 15 each; if I am not on the drow can answer your question as to not hold things up.
I pause, and set down my Guquin. I reply to her in common. The piece I play is a lament. It is for one I rever in the highest esteem. She was the most magnificent of us all. The most loved of us all. Everything she ever did was for her people. She finally attained a point where all her dreams, and desires would finally be obtained. To finally know rest and satisfaction. She was to finally drink from the chalice of success. Alas a poison pill was put in her goblet. Her dreams, her desires, and her life itself ended. So I play for her. I play only for her.Llvenoc
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Roll your spot and knowledge nobility please.
dc 15 each; if I am not on the drow can answer your question as to not hold things up.
Spot roll: 13 (9+4). Just failed.
Knowledge (Nobility): 16 (8+8). Just made, if the failed spot check doesn't invalidate.
Namaste
Spot in this case is how apparent and how much you notice any obvious signs of nobility and station. Knowledge gives you information on interpretting those signs and also from clues of bearing, culture, breeding, speach patterns, tone and the like. So as Drow culture is outside of your area of knowledge you are drawing on what might be similiarities to other elves you may know.
remember; you can always take a 10 in non combat, non stresfull environments; if you like; you may change your roll to a 10 and use that result. No worries about not posting sooner; I dont post as often end of week but do quite a bit Sun and beginning of week due to my schedule.
so; like the player said; you do recognise him as a Drow noble, but also know that Drow are matriarchal.
Roll your spot and knowledge nobility please.
dc 15 each; if I am not on the drow can answer your question as to not hold things up.Spot roll: 13 (9+4). Just failed.
Knowledge (Nobility): 16 (8+8). Just made, if the failed spot check doesn't invalidate.
Assuming the Captain agrees with me I head to my pallet and write down the directions to the Oracle in my journal as well as a synopsis of the nights through the days events.
After finishing with that I will sharpen all of my daggers and clean and polish my armor. I also take a sponge bath and get into fresh cloths. The clothes that got damaged I cut around the damaged area to make sure none of the substance will linger in the cloth and then I store the now ragged shirt in the portable hole separate from the backpack. I keep the pants as a spare in it though.
When I am done with all of that if its not to late Ill head up on deck with the new crossbow and take some target practice with it and see what other combinations of the buttons changes the way the weapon fires or hits its targets. I do this until it gets to late to see very well. I then turn in for the night so I can get up early in the morning.
Well, nobody is really on deck; the ship is cleared; they are awaiting additional lumber to help right the ship and lots of sailors are digging and clearing a path back to the ocean; looks like they are going to probably roll the ship on logs back toward the water; big project.
Like I said; there is lots and lots of daylight; many hours till it even gets dusk; are you guys really gonna just sit around?
That'll work. If I take 10 on the rolls, they will adjust to 14 and 18, respectively.
To the drow I say, "Your song speaks to me, m'lord. I, too, am separated from those whom I love. Indeed, Adar, the very land of my youth, is barred to me - even through the Planes, the path is lost, and I know not why. Mayhap, my separation is not as final as death, but in my heart it seems so. Alas, I do not know if my father Lord Kondahar, or my mother the Lady Keleshai." She seems to lose herself in a moment of reverie. "My brother Mohinder, he's a rascal, and being the son of a noble has done little to curb his torments of his younger sisters. They're twins, you know, Krestina and Preska, barely out of childhood even now. But they are good-hearted, all of them, and their fates are unknown to me!" As tears of grief well up in her eyes, she seems to remember that it was your reverie she disturbed. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to ramble on so. If you would allow me to listen, I might find my own solace in your song of lament."
I speak slowly. " I understand your words, and the significence of your hurt expressed to me. If sharing your despair with mine gives you solace then so be it. Know the ignorance of your familys fate may well be a blessing. For all ways to home are now lost to those that devour. So sit beside me if you wish. Rejoice in sharing your despair with mine." I again pick up the Guquin and play.
16+9=25 for perform.
"May I ask now who sits beside me, and shares her tears with my own?"
"Forgive me my lack of manners. My name is Namaste, I am first daughter of Kondahar, Lord of the Merchant House of Lusk in Adar. Pardon, but you spoke of 'those who devour' - I do not understand. Who are they? Are 'they' responsible for the pathways being closed, that even my psilink is severed from my family?"
@ Valegrim
Pleasure to meet you Namaste, First Daughter. May your House stay strong. Those that devour is the most accurate name I can give you in this tongue. Know them not by name, but by what they do. Devourer's of Flesh, of Spirit, of Mind. This is how you know thy enemy. You may call me Llvenoc.
Roll a d8 for me for starters.
"Forgive me my lack of manners. My name is Namaste, I am first daughter of Kondahar, Lord of the Merchant House of Lusk in Adar. Pardon, but you spoke of 'those who devour' - I do not understand. Who are they? Are 'they' responsible for the pathways being closed, that even my psilink is severed from my family?"
@ Valegrim
** spoiler omitted **
Roll a d8 for me for starters.
1d8 = 5
ok; as you went in a Southern Directions into the lands of India and China; your friend went in a Northern direction into the lands of the elven forest and the steps of the Mongols; you had contacted your freind for a few months as she told stories of the Mongols and various tribes and some great war brewing farther north; but few details; your friend had no mind for military matters, but was following leads of powerful magic users and sages farther to the North in some great cities north of mongols in the lands of the Rusk (R oo sk; hard k) your friend reported a granted interview with a mage named; Wizard Lord Kul Strovich Propenska; that was a week ago; for the last few nights you get nothing but psychic static; alive; but blocked somehow like your friend is sheilded at the source.
To the group who've said they would go to the Oracle I say "I believe that the Oracle is not too far from here and we still have several hours of daylight. If you're feeling well enough for the trip, we should head out as soon as possible."
I make sure Eruanna's bags are secured and adjust my own for maximum comfort.
"We have been warned of the unnatural creatures in the night around here. It may be better to get to the Oracle sooner rather than wait."
I wait for the responses realizing it would be better to travel as a group than separately.
Assuming the Captain agrees with me I head to my pallet and write down the directions to the Oracle in my journal as well as a synopsis of the nights through the days events.
After finishing with that I will sharpen all of my daggers and clean and polish my armor. I also take a sponge bath and get into fresh cloths. The clothes that got damaged I cut around the damaged area to make sure none of the substance will linger in the cloth and then I store the now ragged shirt in the portable hole separate from the backpack. I keep the pants as a spare in it though.
When I am done with all of that if its not to late Ill head up on deck with the new crossbow and take some target practice with it and see what other combinations of the buttons changes the way the weapon fires or hits its targets. I do this until it gets to late to see very well. I then turn in for the night so I can get up early in the morning.
I turn back to the drow.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Llvenoc. I've heard tale of your kind, but never had the auspicious pleasure to meet a drow. I must confess, from the tales I'd heard, you're not at all what I would have expected. But let us not dwell on stereotypes and the injustices they too often wrought. These devourers you speak of, do you believe they are responsible for some of these odd occurences of late?"
Yes. The Devourers are responsible for all things that are ill. Consider yourself lucky to have made it to this sanctuary. This Temple of the Sun. For it is a Bastion against those that hunt in the dark and the night. Yes Namaste, very lucky indeed. For in this land we are the hunted. They Devour our Gods, our Nations, our Family. But those of us that still live...fight. Every last breathe we have we will fight.
Well; the captain is not letting anyone on the ship; it needs massive repairs; guys are hammering and sawing; a party out searching for wood; about 4 guys standing guard; the largest majority is digging the ship out; the ditch is a v shape curiously, by their talk; shifts are going to work through the night though it is only late afternoon atm.
To the group who've said they would go to the Oracle I say "I believe that the Oracle is not too far from here and we still have several hours of daylight. If you're feeling well enough for the trip, we should head out as soon as possible."
I make sure Eruanna's bags are secured and adjust my own for maximum comfort.
"We have been warned of the unnatural creatures in the night around here. It may be better to get to the Oracle sooner rather than wait."
I wait for the responses realizing it would be better to travel as a group than separately.
Well Caran it looks like we will have to wate till I can get the rest of my stuff from the hold when the Caption will let us back on to the ship.
Well Caran it looks like we will have to wate till I can get the rest of my stuff from the hold when the Caption will let us back on to the ship.
To the group who've said they would go to the Oracle I say "I believe that the Oracle is not too far from here and we still have several hours of daylight. If you're feeling well enough for the trip, we should head out as soon as possible."
I make sure Eruanna's bags are secured and adjust my own for maximum comfort.
"We have been warned of the unnatural creatures in the night around here. It may be better to get to the Oracle sooner rather than wait."
I wait for the responses realizing it would be better to travel as a group than separately.
"You need to have your supplies for the trip, I understand." I turn towards the Captain and ask "Is it possible for him to get his things for the trip to the Oracle?"
The first mate takes you to your stuff; you can see the ship has been completely emptied and the stuff under guard; apparently to make the ship lighter so they can fix it and roll it back over.
you can easily reclaim your stuff; and they will give you few days provisions if you need them.
The Mate says; well I talked to the navigator; we are about 120 miles south and 60 miles west of our destination to land at a real port. thought you might be interested as you could probably walk it faster than we can get this ship fixed and back out to sea; up to you though.
A priestess from the path up to the oracle comes down ; and summons the Orcs; they gather several chests and follow her up the path; nobody seems to give it any thought; though many can be seen watching without trying to appear to be watching.
One of the Greeks come over to the two pc's
"Pardon, but I overheard your talk about Devourers; who are they; are they the Ghul?"
he appears to be a low ranking noble; fairly young; maybe 20 year old human?
Yes. In part they are Noble Sir. These Ghul's are an invading army serving a greater Devourer. Names I will not speak. There is power such names.
"So these Devourers are not a race in and of themselves, but perhaps a faction, as it were? A divergent grouping of races that serve a common purpose to upset the balance of nature, or civilization, or the ethics of good? Am I understanding that correctly?
These Devourers are many things. Some are divergent groups, and worshippers. Some are whole races, and nations. As I said. Know them for what they represent. They devour the Flesh like these Ghul's. Others devour the Mind, and the Spirit. Any and all the combination of the three. They devour your Will, your Beliefs, Faith. If they could Devour the Sun, and the Essence of Good itself they would.
Know that I see the Sun itself as a Banner against these Devourers. So by design or by fate I am here at this Temple of the Sun. It is a rally point for those who wish to battle against these forces.
The first mate takes you to your stuff; you can see the ship has been completely emptied and the stuff under guard; apparently to make the ship lighter so they can fix it and roll it back over.
you can easily reclaim your stuff; and they will give you few days provisions if you need them.
The Mate says; well I talked to the navigator; we are about 120 miles south and 60 miles west of our destination to land at a real port. thought you might be interested as you could probably walk it faster than we can get this ship fixed and back out to sea; up to you though.
Thank you First mate for the provisions and the directions. I then turn to Caran and say well looks like we can leave shortly. I just want to change my clothing and take some notes.
I wait the few minutes for Thoronhen to prepare for the trip making sure my and Eruanna's bags are secured and ready for travel. To Gaius and any others with me waiting for Thoronhen to be ready I say "Hopefully this trip will be quick and safe to the Oracle."
hmm; where are you from Noble Mistress; i have been many places; three continents and many countries; I have been a mercenary for years after my father but i cannnot place your accent.
says the young greek.
"So these Devourers are not a race in and of themselves, but perhaps a faction, as it were? A divergent grouping of races that serve a common purpose to upset the balance of nature, or civilization, or the ethics of good? Am I understanding that correctly?
you encounter no wandering monsters; it takes about an hour and half to get to the oracle; the directions are good
near the entrance to the path you see three figures; a dark elf; a strange looking maiden; perhaps elf; and a greek warrior youth; they seem deep in conversation; but aware of you.
further in you see many more greek warriors; and a strangley places tree in the middle of a side path on the other side of the tiny encampment; you also see a further in off to the left; a group of Centaurs and Fauns in a heated but good natured arguement.
I wait the few minutes for Thoronhen to prepare for the trip making sure my and Eruanna's bags are secured and ready for travel. To Gaius and any others with me waiting for Thoronhen to be ready I say "Hopefully this trip will be quick and safe to the Oracle."
hmm; where are you from Noble Mistress; i have been many places; three continents and many countries; I have been a mercenary for years after my father but i cannnot place your accent.
says the young greek."So these Devourers are not a race in and of themselves, but perhaps a faction, as it were? A divergent grouping of races that serve a common purpose to upset the balance of nature, or civilization, or the ethics of good? Am I understanding that correctly?
"I am a Kalashtar. I come from Adar, a small mountainous city-state to the East . Our people are rather isolated and have few dealings with folk outside our lands, so it is not suprising that you might not know of us."
On the trip up I say to the group "Make sure your weapons are peace tied, we do not need to offend anyone at the Oracle's place" (I peace tie my own before we get there as well)
When we get to the Oracle proper I will then tie the 3 daggers on my chest. The fourth one on my belt I leave as is. I then say to Caran "well do you know who you need to talk to, to gain an audience.I am sure there is some protocol that needs to be followed."
As we enter the area I bow slightly a greeting to all without interrupting anyone's conversations and look around before approaching the person I should approach about speaking to the Oracle
this is all run by Greek Clergy; you have no direct knowlege and no knowledge of their protocol; you do see several clergy about the glade tending to various tasks; there are two ceremonial guards by the small path where the tree is in the middle of the path; strangly; you notice that the path goes right under the tree; like the path has been there but this ancient tree is very recently on the path; wierd.
The Young Greek responds; I would bid you welcome to our lands; but this is neither the place; no could I give a proper welcome for our lands are beset with war; ever war and destruction as the foe seeks to end all of humanity, snuff out every life; and, enslave every body.
I have come to find out why the gods have forsaken us; and what can be done to engender their aid; if you may; why have each of you come?
"I am a Kalashtar. I come from Adar, a small mountainous city-state to the East . Our people are rather isolated and have few dealings with folk outside our lands, so it is not suprising that you might not know of us."hmm; where are you from Noble Mistress; i have been many places; three continents and many countries; I have been a mercenary for years after my father but i cannnot place your accent.
says the young greek."So these Devourers are not a race in and of themselves, but perhaps a faction, as it were? A divergent grouping of races that serve a common purpose to upset the balance of nature, or civilization, or the ethics of good? Am I understanding that correctly?
The Young Greek responds; I would bid you welcome to our lands; but this is neither the place; no could I give a proper welcome for our lands are beset with war; ever war and destruction as the foe seeks to end all of humanity, snuff out every life; and, enslave every body.
I have come to find out why the gods have forsaken us; and what can be done to engender their aid; if you may; why have each of you come?
"Though my lands exist on this plane, all known routes of access have been cut off. My people have great mental prowess and are naturally adept at bending reality to the whims of the mind, as it were. We often maintain contact with each other with practiced use of the same abilities, but over the past several months, the only ones of my people with whom I've been able to share such contact are those few of us who are away from our home. I seek to find out what has done this and how it may be undone. That is why I have come to this Oracle. But beyond that, if these wars and skirmishes threaten the whole of the land, then they threaten even the peace of my people, and I would learn what I may of the world beyond the walls of Adar, its peoples and politics, that we might forge necessary alliances when we must.
To that end, perhaps we can share tales of our own peoples while we wait? I am Namaste, of the Kalashtar, first daughter of Kondahar, Lord of the Merchant House of Lusk." "
I look at the young Greek Nobleman. I came here by a guided hand. Fate as it were. I was with a group of thirty strong when we quested to find the surface world. I am ashamed to say we were routed from our homes. These Ghul's have vast numbers. They gather in very dark places. They are allied with many of the undead that plague this land as well. So it came to pass that through attrition only a few of us from my group made it to your surface world. No longer being feasted upon by the Ghul's but by other undead beasts. Your land was still dominated by darkness. We constantly fought with no hope of safe haven. Then there were just three of us. Myself and two women from my house. I was badly wounded and on my knee's. I couldn't protect them anymore. The priestess tried to deal, and make offerings to these undead to spare our lives. She was devoured. The other is my Cousin. She to called out asking for anyone who would champion against these horrors. There was a flash of Sunlight! The Sun! First time I ever saw such a thing! My eyes burned and bleed. I heard the Undead scream, and evaporate with the daylight. My Cousin screamed out crys of glee, and praises to the sun. I was blinded. I could not see. From my wounds I could not stand. I heard my Cousin run off praising the sun, and shouting blashemies against the followers, and those of the Devourers. She found there weakness. Her voice faded off in the distance and she punished the weaker ones that fled. I tried to stumble after her. But alas I was lost and blind. I felt the Sun cool, and knew night was approaching. I awaited my death and played. I knew the horrors would return. Instead I heard a womans voice, and a soft hand. I was lead here. All my wounds were healed except my eyes. That was to heal naturally over a long time. So when my eye sight returned I was asked to stay here as a guest and play. Play and take solace for there would be a time for me to act. So I play and wait for the one who healed me to call for me.
"What became of your cousin, Llvenoc? Does she yet live? Do you have knowledge of her whereabouts? If she is alive, it is possible that I might be able to help you to find her."
Well the only officious people here seem to be those two guards. Ill go ask them what the rules are around here and if there is even a waiting list at all. The Oracle probably knows we are here and why. All I know is that the elf over there might be a threat so keep an eye on him.
The Guard tells you; you may not violate the peace here for any reason lest yea be struck down by the great sun god who guards this area; and peace is the law; if yea seek to ask of the Oracle, then when she is ready; she will call upon yea; you have but to wait or leave.
and the results of this?
I know she is still alive Namaste. More of a feeling really. We have always known the well being of the other. As far as knowledge of her whereabouts. I know not this surface world. So everything is foreign to me. I would not know where to begin. I leave it to fate if me and my cousin will have a joyous reunion. As long as we both fight the same enemys then we will always be close to each other in spirit.
I hope we both answered your question fairly Noble Sir. Are there any other questions you wish to ask of me, or Lady Namaste? Or would you be content on the breaking of bread, and the sharing of wine while the Sun still has dominance in the sky? May I ask your name Noble Sir? Mine is Llvenoc.
Thoronhen; you see no concealed weapons; you do see overt weapons.
Additionally you see no guild sign; if you have knowledge nobility you can roll for each person present here.
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the Greek Warrior answers; I am called Aeneus, a warrior of some reknown in these and other parts. I am here because my king would ask a question; that is all.
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pc's at the oracle see a elven druid (caran) and a elven scout looking guy (thoronhen) and a greek warrior(pc now npc Guius) enter the glade of the Oracle.
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Guius goes right to Aeneus; My lord; it is I Guius, my father's company is destroyed; not many survived; it was the Ghul. Aeneus puts his right arm on his shoulder; be at ease Guius; I knew your father well; the ghul must have paid a heavy price; sit in my camp and let us share wine in his memory. Guius agrees to do so.
I acknowledge the elven newcomers (and the Greek, though he seems predisposed with our Greek companion) with a nod and a friendly smile. Though I am only becoming familiar with the politics of the elves abroad, I am familiar with elven druids and rangers from my youth, and remember them to be often isolated from the politics of their society, so these, at least, bear a familiar element. I call out to them in [heavily accented] Elven: "Well met, and good day to you! You are keepers of the forests, no?"
Heading back I tell Caran "Well it looks like the Oracle will see us when the time is right". to Namaste "Well I am not much a keeper of the forest like Caran here. I am more at home in the city then the forest. My name is ThorenHen what my be yours m'lady and that of your companion."
"I am Namaste, of the Kalashtar, first daughter of Kondahar, Lord of the Merchant House of Lusk in Adar. My companion, if I may be so bold, is Lord Llvenoc."
Llvenoc
I move away from Llevenoc for a moment, and privately address Caran and ThoronHen:
just a note; remember you are familiar with Wood Elves; they are quite different from High elves and Drow in politics.
Good to know you Aeneus. I will leave you be so you may talk with your countryman about the news he brings.
I take notice of the surface elves. Weary of their intent. I being to play again and quietly I say to Namaste.
just a note; remember you are familiar with Wood Elves; they are quite different from High elves and Drow in politics.