Muli looks up from spicing his refilled ale, "There will be no Muli left behind on this. Muli just needs to gather some pelts and herbs to work with."
Ragnar grunts "If the bastard get of the is-trow turn... for mine you can save your gold. I'd ask only for the pelt of the one I laid out."
Aye, then, let's be headin' towards my homeland, and the Puca, with a brief stop by the dweorg?
Luke will certainly pick a path that leads us by the Dweorg in route to the ultimate destination.
Survival:
Knowledge Geography:
(refer to the Regional map of Berghof for this :)
Based on the information you gather from the captain and some patrons it seems likely that the dweorg merchant is skirting the southernmost border of the region and will come directly north to Halbriden.
By cutting directly SE, braving some Nirras fords and crossing the western-most of the bridges near Halbriden you will likely intercept the slow moving merchant train south of the town, between the fork of the tributaries.
You conclude your business with Garrick Emberspear and settle in for the night. The merchants also take their leave remining you that offers of trade still stand come brek-fast.
Senses slightly dulled by medu and tiredness - sleep comes easily to you all save Nadia who remains wary of this group of hard bitten men...
Before bedding down for the night, Luke asks around for anyone in town that would be able to quickly fashion the dimhíw firgenholt (the Iobarian form of darkwood) that he holds as raw material into 16 Darkwood Arrows?
Garrick, How long ago did dweorg Highmettle leave?
Luke will try to pick up the trail at first light to track down and catch-up to the dwarf and his party.
Survival: taking 20 for a 30 total.
Nadia prepares herself for sleep. Before laying down for the night she walks over and whispers to Muli.
It is nice to meet you. I appreciate your kindness and the document you provided. I am in search of information about my past and I would like to travel with you and your companions. I promise that I will prove to be an asset to your group.
Ragnar stays late in the night afore taking to slumber, Liten Mun curled beside him.
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"Oh...aye." Muli nods a little uncomfortably. " Pretty girl is talking to Muli..... Someone else for Muli to talk to beside Muli is always welcome. Soooo....your past lies the way Muli and friends be walking? Will you know it when you see it?" Muli arranges the furs on the floor that will be his bed. He has a stuffed raccoon for a pillow. Seeing her gaze at the critter, "Muli has more if you would like one....just don't pop 'um. Shouldn't be bad but safest not to."
Yes...I think it does lie on the path you are traveling. Unfortunately, I am not sure if I will recognize it or not. Is that your cauldron?
Identify (Knowledge Arcane?) with luck to identify it for Muli:
"Muli got it from Quern. Was going to rust in the cave, so Muli gives it a new home."
Skolrykk falls asleep soon, wherever he may...
Garrick bows his head appreciatively at Ragnar's claim of the Irrenser pelt, should they be for changing, then answers Luke wearily, yawning as his cups and sleep take hold;
"Their trail is twánihte Luke; rúh auroch pulled cratu, some drovers and a dozen or so healda. Auld Ǽdensor hired on some Nolanders as írrídelas... planned tae mittan with them by now..."
Emberspear yawns mightily and laughs as he tosses a heavy purse upon the table;
"Fare thee well friends! Aspendan it wisely har!"
The tall captain then leans in embrace Luke, before heading from the inn with a nod to you collectively.
He whispers quietly to you;
If Highmettle is taking on the likes o' Nolanders, he fears something... Keep em safe lad... you and yours eh...
Garrick shares a whispered word with Luke; Nolanders, fear and safe were mentioned
Luke has little difficulty locating the fletcher, but somewhat more convincing him to work through the night to fashion his arrows;
Nadia examines Quern's battered kettle, with awe and interest;
Your keen eyes discern tiny runes along the kettles base - those tied to transmutation arcane magicks; If your intuition and Muli's hunch are right this old kettle may well function similarly to a Cauldron of Brewing;
The cauldron is capable of heating any liquid placed in it to a precise temperature (anywhere from just above room temperature to hot enough to boil salt water) and maintaining it indefinitely while still remaining only slightly warm to the touch on the outside. A cauldron of brewing provides a +5 competence bonus on Craft (alchemy) skill checks.
Diplomacy:
Your charm, coin and good reputation combine to convince the fletcher to work through the night;
Best he can do by morning will be 4 arrows (Darkwood) with the remaining 12 available when (if) you return...
As your only paying for labour, he'll say a gold marc per arrow and another 9 for the lost sleep... 25 in total...
Muli, may I look at your cauldron? Nadia walks over to the cauldron and begins inspecting it. Yes...very nice. You see these runes? They are of the bealucræft school of transmutation.
She looks further. Very nice indeed. I think the cauldron will aide you in your crafting of drync. The runes stabilize the temperature while you are heating and cooling the liquids.
She looks up and smiles. See...I can be useful. Do you have anything else that needs to be inspected?
From the DM: The cauldron is capable of heating any liquid placed in it to a precise temperature (anywhere from just above room temperature to hot enough to boil salt water) and maintaining it indefinitely while still remaining only slightly warm to the touch on the outside. A cauldron of brewing provides a +5 competence bonus on Craft (alchemy) skill checks.
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At the sound of nordmännen among Ǽdensor guard, Ragnar is curious to find if they will be as kinsmen or traitors to their homeland like the Irrisener inavlade he dealt with this night. Emberspear is given a warrior's handshake as he leaves.
Ragnar hears Nadia's well meant request to inspect anything of Muli's that he desires.... and gamely resists the desire to engage in innuendo of a vulgar variety. Allowing himself a wry smile and forced cough to cover his mirth.
Kevkul stands apart watching the flustered Muli receive the attentions of the newest member of the group. Sadly looking at the bracers he had gotten off from Quern's hut, it has been evident lore of the magics surrounding the pair is sadly lacking. After the young woman pauses, Kevkul steps up and addresses her.
Young lass, would ye be kind and fathom what would these bracers do?
Kevkul offers her the bracers for a closer inspection.
Sense Motive on Ragar's cough:
Nadia takes the bracers from the Dwarf. It would be my pleasure.. She takes the bracers and turns them over in her hands.
Knowledge Arcana with Luck:
To the barbarian: Be careful...the mead is stout.
Interestingly you find only one of the bracers exhibits any magickal quality, despite them being identical. In both cases they are leather with fanciful patterning in the ancient cyclopean style. However the bracer for the left hand (the one that is magical) has a small carved eye upon it... The item exudes a faint aura of the aubjuration school of magic and has a single word in arcane runes upon it... However its ken is beyond your understanding... Should you choose to cast read magic move onto the next spoiler :)
The arcane tongue says simply "see"... Once you speak the word the eye on the bracer snaps open revealing a gemstone pupil.
This is a Spellsight Bracer; The wearer of which may use detect magic once per day (when the . When this power is used, the spherical stone or gem appears to open like a human eye. The bracer also provides a +1 resistance bonus on Will saving throws while worn.
Nadia holds one bracer up. This one is normal, but this one...hmmm She notices a small carved eye. This one is special.
Nadia begins to chant. Kalis'stren The eye opens revealing a glowing purple gemstone.
When activated, it appears to be able to point out objects that have a magical aura. It also protects the wearer from attacks on their mind.
She hands the bracers back to the dwarf.
The arcane tongue says simply "see"... Once you speak the word the eye on the bracer snaps open revealing a gemstone pupil.
This is a Spellsight Bracer; The wearer of which may use detect magic once per day (when the . When this power is used, the spherical stone or gem appears to open like a human eye. The bracer also provides a +1 resistance bonus on Will saving throws while worn.
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The medu filled dwarf's mouth twitches a little, displaying an inner joy his atrophied muscles of grinning could not portray. His hands begin to move, intent on giving the young lass a dwarven pat but then thinks the better of it. Nevertheless Kevkul gives a respectful nod instead.
To Nadia's comment Ragnar scoffs "Worry not seidkona... the medu would need be far stouter yet afore it could set me low."
Looking over the bracers, "If Quern was able to put these to use, Muli figures it should work for Muli as well."
Moonday 15th Lamashan (Late Autumn)
A Cald Morning in Gánnáhwǽr…
You all awake and soon busy yourselves about preparing to once again set foot upon the Iobarian tundra. Those of you wishing to collect or purchase trade items do so; all of you fill your bellies with a hearty breakfast and as the sun rises, you group assembles at the gate.
Petrik comes to you with a request that he may own a holy symbol of the Splendig Wesa himself, but has little coin to speak of, and only the cloak clasp he discovered for trade (and he seems reluctant to part with this given its symbolic value)…
As the gates are opened by the guardsmen, the tall serjeant hails you good travels from the heavy palisade above.
Outside the sky is clear, but an icy wind howls low across the tundra;
You iobarian’s call this kind of gale a “wearg-wynd” - the wolf wind; the frost biter… the harbinger of winter...
Luke rises and heads outside to relieve himself and wash down with frigid water from the well. He enjoys the crisp cold nature of the morning. Upon returning to where the others are stirring awake, he addresses those that can hear his words.
It be cald out there this mornin'. There be a wearg-wynd blowin'. This means that winter is soon upon us.
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The frosty dwarf melts inside, on hearing Petrik's request. With a reverence, Kevkul hands the young man his wooden symbol of the Lucky Druncan
Hearing the warden's warning, Kevkul dons his winter clothing and hands an extra pair to his young acolyte. Kevkul also exchanges gear with the young lad, retrieving his dagger and crossbow back while a new spear and sling finds its way to the boy's hands.
Keep last night's medu handy, useful to warm up ye toes on days like these.
The innkeep approaches you with a propostion... He wishes to mount the Iss Trow's head along with its weapon in a renamed alehus "The Head and Hook". As such he's keen to purchase Gorruk's weapon... His offer is 200 gold marks and an Adamantine Weapon Blanche...
Remember to collect your 4 Darkwood Arrows
Nadia, gud morrow, I trust you are ready for the journey? Would you look at this cloak I picked up? I am wondering if it has some mystical properties.
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At Luke's mention of the wolf wind Ragnar grunts "Feh, I hope it brings vargr... their skin makes for good blankets." finishing up his morning repast and giving Liten Mun an ear scratch before standing up. "We should be away"
The innkeep rolls his eyes... then nods;
"200 marcs now and 100 when you return? The dweorg merchant cleaned out most of my capital... give me a week or so to raise the remainder..."
Ragnar completes his business with the innkeep and the canny amongst you notice he's light the trow's hook weapon, but his sporran clinks somewhat more than when you all arrived...
The rest of you make preparations as the heavy wooden gates stand opened and the hoar frosted tundra of Berghof stretches before you all.
Kevkul slaps in a fresh bolt into his heavy crossbow and readies it to fire. With heavy shield on his back and clad in thick winter clothing Kevkul stands ready to face the harsh cold winds of the Icerimes once more.
Gesturing to Petrik, he takes a swig of the previous nights medu and hands back the skin.
The direct route favours speed and that is how we are going,
exclaims the dwarf with a breath of misty vapour.
The temperature is much colder than yesterday and its clear that the day promises to be a bitingly kald one...
An unprotected character in cold weather (below 40° F) must make a Fortitude save each hour (DC 15, +1 per previous check) or take 1d6 points of nonlethal damage. A character who has the Survival skill may receive a bonus on this saving throw and might be able to apply this bonus to other characters as well
Ragnar revels in the chill, smiling and ruffling Liten Mun's scruffy neck as the chill wind bites. "Just like home"
Trudging along Ragnar tends to agree with Kevkul, but turns to their Warden for guidance.
Luke immediately picks up the trail of the merchant.
Let's move then. We are already behind.
It would be my pleasure beadurinc. Nadia takes the cloak and examines it.
Knowledge Arcana:
The biting cold numbs your thinking but you do glean the cloak is magickal in nature, giving off a faint arcane aura that you cannot quite put your finger on...
Given the unusual appearance of the cloak give me another Knowledge (Arcana) check @ DC 16 to jog your memory...
Knowledge Arcana:
Muli drags his pack out the door before even thinking of trying to wear it. Feeling the bite in the air, he pauses to pull out a wineskin made from polar paw. He gives it a vigorous shake, and pulls one of the claws free from its wax seal. He holds the paw up and aims it for his mouth and squeezes. A trail of a smokey substance squirts into his mouth and sets him to gaging. Given a minute to recover he looks about at teh deary landscape before them and smiles, "Ah, Muli feels much better now. With the Cauldren, Muli will see about brewing up more Spleen of Bar if others are in need. Good for the cold, Muli needs to work on the taste." And then sets into another gagging fit.
Once recovered he harnesses himself to the pack and is ready to set out.
You successfully identify the dead alfur's heavy cape as a Cloak of the Dark Tapestry...
Crunch: This dark hooded cloak is decorated with embroidered comets, moons, and stars along its edge. If you sleep while wearing the cloak, it protects you from hot or cold environments like an endure elements spell, and you may sleep in medium armor without becoming fatigued. You may use know direction once per day.
It provides any worshiper of Desna with additional access to powers...
Crunch:If Desna is your patron, as a standard action you can cause additional stars and celestial bodies to appear on the cloak, matching the current configuration in the sky. You may use longstrider once per day. Once per day, you may throw a tiny, white-burning meteor that has the effect of a flare. Some priests of Desna claim to have cloaks of this type that also allow them to dimension door once per day when under a starry night sky.
Nadia describes the cloak to the group and then hands it back to Skolrykk.
I am ready when you are.