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I agree with Tom. I have enough PBP games on the go to keep me content to wait for this one to pick back up again. Of course, if it takes too long, Bern might be too hung over to contribute much. Come back soon Dm J! Don't leave me in here with an drink addled bear!
I am quite willing to hold out as long as I need to. I hope things at work etc. find a good level. I'll be keeping an odd eye on this thread for when, not if mind you, when you come back. Drop a line every couple of months or so to let us know how things are going and I expect all or most of us will be here. Thanks for letting us know what is up. Remember we are in this game together, no such thing as too much communication. Catch you on the flip side
Round 2
Loud so Ragar and Ryarg can hear as well."Listen kid, We've just come from Nirmathas. We know nothing of what is in the house or why you are afraid. Now stop this non-sense and be reasonable."
Tom waits for the mist to clear or for the spellcaster to respond.
If I can identify the language:
In that same language, "Well done, I don't know that one. I can see it's very useful. Or rather I can't. So why don't you come out of that mist and we can discuss what is happening as fellow students of the Grand Art?" Otherwise. "That sound was your friend hitting the ground. We can probably get him on his feet again but not if we have to take time chasing you down. So come out of that mist before the bear has to go in and drag you out and we will see if we can't find a way out of this mess."
I'll send you to the cornfield:
"Dammit kid we're on your side!" Draw and load light crossbow.
Shouting. "RAGAR, RYARG, BACK OF THE HOUSE!"
Perception "Someone running round back. Should we check?"
Louder. Hello the house! To Telias if he is with me. "This is....strange." Approach the door. Listen/look for any activity. Knock.
Perception . sigh. To Telias. "I will leave the stars to you my friend, I prefer my roof a bit closer." To all."If you are going to sleep in a man's barn it is polite to tell him. Besides, something is wrong here. We've been making enough noise, we should have been met."
Tom rides slowly up to the house. He is in clear sight from any windows.
"Hail the farm. We are travellers come in peace. We seek shelter from the night."
"Come, come you are joking with me right? You would not pass up hot stew and a chair by the fireside for a frosty camp? Besides we will need to talk to the farmers to get permission to camp on their land. We would not want to sleep in the same pasture as the farmers prize angry bull now would we?" "There is no need to lie, we ARE travellers heading towards Canorate, there may even be an inn nearby. Shall I knock?"
"Ah.. Civilization. Worked stone and warm quilts. Well what story shall we give them? Are we merchants looking to buy? Lost travellers, botinists?" Tom is clearly is a better mood since leaving the haunted vale.
"Well this boat only lasts one day. So it will be a short trip but if we need to outrun some persuit and can reach a river or the coast we will escape."
Ryarg, grab that armor for Telias and let's move on out of this exposed valley. Tom, anything good in the trinkets? Tom replies as he rides, stowing the items in a beltpouch and magehanding the arrow back to telias. "Yes, suprisingly. First That armor is enchanted. That is probably the body of an officer there. That leather will turn blows as well as chain for a fraction of the weight. It is a good find. Secondly the arrow and all these strange 'trinkets' are also enchanted. I do not know what all of then can do, yet, but this little swan here will call a large and graceful cousin if we toss it in some water. The called swan will be large enough for all of us including the horses to ride on comfortably. It will not fly but it can travel across water faster than anything with sail or oars.
** spoiler omitted ** Thank you. While the spell is up I might as well check the strange arrow and the 'small figurine shaped like a swan with wings extended',the 'clear vial containing a shimmering silver-colored liquid', and the 'gemstone of medium size and amber color brilliantly faceted', that we got from the spider."Telias hold out that arrow again please. I might get something from it."
"I could use it." Telias mutters. "But...Tom should check it first. Just don't touch it yet. This is the land of the dead here. They probably won't take kindly to us taking souvenirs." "Well." Tom contemplates the scene. "It is at least very well made and most likely enchanted. Didn't want to do this right now but Tel has a point." "Sorry Reynard." Tom raises his left hand to his brow, for a moment the carved wooden ring on his middle finger seems to move.
"Can't say." Telias says riding back toward them with the arrow. "Does it come with its own hateful grass?" "I suppose it is possable. That arrow was pinning the haunt here." "Eh, I take a look at it tonight. See if anything rubbed off." "Everyone all right?" "We should press on, sometimes these things wake up again." Tom points his horse in something vagely like the right direction.
"My sentiments exactly Bern. The poor bastard is likely at rest now." "Tel, is this arrow worth keeping? It seems to have survived quite well."
"It can't be this easy...
"Don't try and fight it, just get clear."
Tom turns his horse away from the effected area. "This spot is haunted. Something horrible happened here."
Happy Birthday DM J!
"...swords to left of them, spears to the right. Into the valley of death..." "Forward. If we are to die on this errand we may as well do it while I have some feeling left in my lower body." Tom dorects his horse slowly towards the valley.
"Asmodeaus' nightshirt! What was that?" Tom controls his horse with some difficulty and looks to the others for an explanation.
I'll just put these away and we can ride on. "Oh, my poor legs."
"Well Ryag if you have this kind of luck you are welcome to work in my garden anytime!" "Anyone recognise any of these?" "These might be enchanted. Rather valuble in anycase. I can take a good look at them once we camp." "I wonder how these got here?" Tom sighs. "The story is lost to the forest I guess."
Tom calmly begins digging a shallow grave. "Yes but we will Two-fist and it's little enough to do for a fellow traveller."
Might as well. Wonder what he was doing out here. Tom waves his hand in a circular pattern and the webs and dirt slide off the bones.
"Do you think the lights are a problem? I just thought it was a little dim in here."
"Looks like we were not the first travellers that furry legged demon discommoded. Look." The lights move to highlight the remains
Round One
"Ah the glories of nature. Mindless things eating each other."
"Telias, something in your hair." Cast Dancing lights, unless I already have, and direct a light near Telias.
"Well I am inclined to trust odd feelings" Tom uses prestidigitation to stir the coals of the fire making sure they are all well soaked. "But if you and Ryarg say go through we go through."
[ooc]No changes to spells. Just wish I could cast more. Keeping bonded item today[/ooc} "Good morning everyone." Tom says once at least 2 of you are moving. [b]"The lark is in the meadow and the snail upon the thorn, as the man said."
"Make that last, I've had Tel's coffee. Best not to risk it." This was said with a smile. It refers to an earlier trip Tom made with the guide and some children. 'Somehow' some flour became mixed with the coffee. The resultant brew was thick and comment worthy. Both Tom and Tel think they know the prankster.
Tom pauses while setting up his bedroll. "I'll take first. Got some reading to do."
Yup they are on the profile, Common, Draconic, Sylvan, Elven, Auran, and, Terran. The last two are from the Cosmopolitan feat. Have fun, where are you camping?
Tom looks around near the landing as the horses are sorted out. "We should start thinking about finding a place to camp."
Tom, slightly confused asks "We are on the wrong side of the river for Crystalhurst are we not?
[ooc]Oh gods, I just took a look at the other characters. I think whe wizard is the closest thing we have to a face. May god have mercy on us all. :7)[/b] "Yes sir," Tom says dismounting. "men and horses loking to cross the river.' "Good spot you have here."
I can swim well enough...just don't like boats. I don't like having no control. Aside. "Oops, didn't mean to imply you couldn't. Sorry. My foot keeps getting caught in my mouth today. I can understand the control thing. i had a tutor back in Magimar felt the same way about horses. Kept thinking they were going to run off with him."
Still aside. "Well if you want to be totally safe this is what I would do. Take off your pack and armor, you won't need either if you go in. Stay near the horses, they can swim and can carry you while they do it. Worst case and you do go in, get a deep breath and let your self float. You'll fetch up safe but soaked at the next bend in the river.
Aside to Ragar "Well the raft looks sturdy enough. It's built for wagons so it shouldn't even notice us."
"Well, you know the woods. Lead on."
"That is a good path Ryarg but I wonder.." Tom looks at Bern....looks at Ragar... "Yes...this will work."
Map questions. How many days ride between Deadeye's Haunt and the hunting lodge? What are the two diamonds and odd shape at Deadeye's Haunt? How built up are the plains of Molthiune? Empty grasslands or cut into farms/ranches? How difficult is legal travel in Molthune? Could we for example take a ship from Tamran to Canorate and only have to make one illegal border crossing?
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