Tolmara: ((Steve, Myles and David won't be here today. Alfred will show in
Tolmara: ((Log is open. Starting off where we left off last time. The
party was about to go look for the "tadpole" after it crashed out the
WyldElfRanger: ((reading the log now, I'm on page 9 so while I'm reading
I'll prepare to make my entrance))
Tolmara: ((he's with the party. make your entrance at any time. describe
him the first chance you get.))
AlexPetrovich99: ::on the horse,looks for the critter::
WyldElfRanger: ((alright, Lythar is a tall elf with green eyes and hair to
match and wears studded leather armor, he should have his bow out and ready
Tolmara: ((Mike, remember you're still in the inn, and its snowing
NeoGameBrain: ::follows behind, using his staff to help through the snow::
NeoGameBrain: ((strike that then))
WyldElfRanger: ::wondering what manner of beast this could be::
AlexPetrovich99: (hm? I thought I'd already ran out to the stables and
jumped on a horse..?)
WyldElfRanger: ((some sort of check as to what it could be?))
AlexPetrovich99: (I guess we ended just before I could finish that action...
Tolmara: As you step outside the inn, Je'rar clambers down off the side of
the building and rejoins you on the ground, shaking snow off his clothes.
AlexPetrovich99: ::thinks back upon the many tales and stories he's heard
about all the starnge animals his people have encountered, trying to think of
the right name for this beast::
Tolmara: ((um no, Steve's character pricked the tadpole, which dropped down
the chimney and out the fireplace, then surprised the guests inside the inn
as it crashed through the window and fled the inn.))
Tolmara: ((we ended as the party and half the inn decided to brave the snow
looking for the creature.))
NeoGameBrain: ::to Je'rar:: "What was that thing?"
AlexPetrovich99: "I'm thinking.."
AlexPetrovich99: (wilderness or nature lore check?)
Tolmara: ((and pls remember its 5' visibility in all directions, in harsh
winds and blowing snow.))
OnlineHost: AlexPetrovich99 rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
AlexPetrovich99: "I'm thinking its a most unnatural beast.... judging by its
appearance, I'd have to guess it might be from some sort of swamp maybe.."
AlexPetrovich99: ::chuckles softly for a second::
NeoGameBrain: "What is it doing in a place like this. It doesn't look like
any swamp I've seen."
AlexPetrovich99: "I wonder if that guy in the barracks will believe me noe
.. what a fool.. he's not derving of his job"
AlexPetrovich99: *not deserving
WyldElfRanger: "We'll find it and try to bring it down, it's wounded and
can't get too far
AlexPetrovich99: "Yes,but if you haven't noticed.. we'll be lucky to even
see our own feet out there"::points to the land beyond the village::
AlexPetrovich99: ::or,more accurately, where the land would be if it weren't
for that all we can see is snow and yet even more snow::
AlexPetrovich99: "This storm's going to last for at least another day, maybe
AlexPetrovich99: "I looked for it within the village, but if you want to go
out into the beyond and turn into ice-statue..go ahead"
NeoGameBrain: "Well I'd just like to state that this is a very bad idea."
Tolmara: Tonazk (the orc chieftain): "It would be foolish, young humans, to
go out into the night and look for a creature as fearless as that, without a
sense of where to look."
AlexPetrovich99: ::nods towards Tonazk:: "Like he said.."
WyldElfRanger: ::Lythar is going to start looking for any sort of tracks and
thanking the Goddess she gave him low light vision."
Tolmara: Tonazk: "However, if you wish to pursue this course of action, we
will join you in your quest, ill-timed and ill-thought as it may be. Bahgtru
AlexPetrovich99: ::goes back inside,knowing there's little he can do right
AlexPetrovich99: "Better luck in the morning" I call out ver my shoulder::
NeoGameBrain: "Yes, we're in a hostile environment with low visibility,
tracking what is obviously a very dangerous and very fast creature."
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
WyldElfRanger: 8 total
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks at he barkeep::
AlexPetrovich99: "How much did you say the room was?"
WyldElfRanger: "By morning the tracks will have been erased by snow!
AlexPetrovich99: "Hey~ want to hear something funny?"
NeoGameBrain: "Maybe. But we are completely out of our element out there.
We'll be at its mercy."
Tolmara: Jeroth: "1 gold fer a room, but since yer actin' in my stead, ye
can stay fer half that."
NeoGameBrain: "If we stay here, we'll have a better position should the
AlexPetrovich99: "One of the guys thinks he'l be able to track that thing..
even though its snowing so hard out that any tracks it might have made are
probably already gone.. " ::chuckles loudly at the thought::
AlexPetrovich99: ::hands him a gp and waits for his change::
WyldElfRanger: ::growls at the storm and sighs as he shakes his head.
Checking his sack he looks to see how much gold he has left.
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 2 4-sided dice: 4 2
Tolmara: Jeroth hands you your change. "May Bahgtru watch o'er ye and yer
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Up the stairs and to the back end o' the hall. 'Ere's
WyldElfRanger: ::Goes back into the inn and looks about to see who and what
is about. He tries to inquire discreetly about a room.::
AlexPetrovich99: "I ..thank-you" ::is left wondering who Bahgtru is,but
figures its a blessing,and takes it for whatever its worth::
AlexPetrovich99: ::grabs the key::
Tolmara: The half-orc barkeep hands you a large black iron key.
AlexPetrovich99: ((is evrybody else awake?))
WyldElfRanger: "Damn snow is falling too fast, it erases whatever traces the
beast may have left as it falls. I'll try again in the morning but by then it
may be too late. But I will help you should it return."
AlexPetrovich99: ::heads to his room and contemplates the days' eevnts::
Tolmara: The inn's guests slowly turn in, yet remain tense and watchful for
whatever might happen.
NeoGameBrain: ::hangs around to make conversation::
AlexPetrovich99: ::removes his heavy winter clothing and beats the snow out
of it, and spreads it out so that it will dry faster::
NeoGameBrain: ((or not))
AlexPetrovich99: (time of day?)
Tolmara: (...evening, about 7 pm)
RSwiftblade: ((Howdy All))
AlexPetrovich99: (Hiya :) ))
Tolmara: A few stragglers remain however, in the common room, almost
unwilling to go to sleep....the human in leather armor, his studious looking
companion in blue robes, and the three humans in furs.
AlexPetrovich99: ::after taking care of my things, I head back downstairs::
Tolmara: The trio of humans resume their whispered conversation. One of
them closes the silver coffer which had been lying open all this time during
the excitement, and pockets it carefully.
AlexPetrovich99: ::goes to the bar and asks for.. something::
WyldElfRanger: ::heads over to the barkeep to enquire about a place to rest
for a few hours::
RSwiftblade: ::straggles behind them::
Tolmara: The mage gestures his hands, and his armor of flames flickers out.
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Are ye wi' the human barbarian? Calls himself Je'rar?
NeoGameBrain: ::goes to talk with the leather-clad warrior and the mage::
RSwiftblade: ::follows him::
Tolmara: "Ye ken stay wi' him. Unless ye want to pay extra." The half-orc
leers at you, pig tusks a charred yellow.
WyldElfRanger: "Not especially although I may be traveling with him soon
enough to take care of the thing that was here.
RSwiftblade: "Wizard, do you know what it was that we were fighting?"
Tolmara: The ranger: "Next time, try to think before you cast! We're lucky
those orcs didn't split our hides open!" He hisses this to the mage as you
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks over at the elf::
AlexPetrovich99: "I take it you dislike my ..company"
AlexPetrovich99: ::eeys him coldly, and waits for something to drink::
Tolmara: The mage: "S-so-sorry. J-just nerves, you know." He sneezes
WyldElfRanger: "No although if I am to gather his other inclinations...well,
let's just say I don't swing that way and leave it at that"
NeoGameBrain: "I suppose your friend is right, it was rather foolish of us
to cast so openly.
RSwiftblade: "I asked you a question mage, do you know what that thing was?
AlexPetrovich99: ::at that,turns around and looks this elf right in the
AlexPetrovich99: "If you have something to say to mke, say it to my face,and
not behind my back"
AlexPetrovich99: *say to me
Tolmara: The wizard reddens slightly. "Wh-wh-where I come from, people
intro-intro-introduce themselves first."
AlexPetrovich99: A drink please"
RSwiftblade: ::approaches the mage::
WyldElfRanger: "I meant no offence, human, unless we know each other well,
if I am to share my room with any but my own kind I would much prefer they
have a gender opposite my own."
NeoGameBrain: "Forgive my friend. My name is Arinth Scornfallow of
AlexPetrovich99: "My name, is Je'rar Ogrebane.. and just who are you?"
RSwiftblade: "I am Reiner of the norther clan of Miir"
Tolmara: The barkeep hands over a mug, after you pay him.
AlexPetrovich99: ::hands over 5 silver..:: " this enough?"
NeoGameBrain: I guess we're all a bit on edge after that."
Tolmara: The ranger: "Gaylord Hightor and this is my friend, Drenla of the
Diamond Citadel. We're adventurers, for hire."
Tolmara: Jeroth: "More than enough." He snorts, chuckling.
WyldElfRanger: "I am Lythar, a ranger and huntsman serving Elantra"
NeoGameBrain: "Always nice to meet a fellow professional."
RSwiftblade: "My blades usually speak for me, for I am a loyal subject of
the War Father"
Tolmara: Gaylord: "We'd be glad to hire ourselves on, if ye'd be willing to
take us. Drenla is a bit...strung, but a good mage of worthy skill."
RSwiftblade: "Drenla huh?" ::chuckles::
WyldElfRanger: "Arcane weavers tend to be high strung their lack of divine
Tolmara: Drenla: "Aye, m-my name. Wh-wh-what so funny?"
AlexPetrovich99: "then it should be enoguh to cover for my next one as
RSwiftblade: "I suppose when magic is involved, one must fight magic with
NeoGameBrain: "We'll consider it, though I doubt this job will pay much."
AlexPetrovich99: "I see.. well-met,Lythar.. I am from the open plains.. all
the land is my home"
Tolmara: Drenla: "T-t-true." He visibly relaxes. "Th-th-that was no
or-or-ordinary creature." He furrows his brow. "I'm sure of it."
NeoGameBrain: "What brings you to these parts?"
AlexPetrovich99: ::walks over to the others::
RSwiftblade: ::chuckles again:: " No offense but where I am from, that is a
AlexPetrovich99: "Arinth.. I see we have some new friends,hm?"
WyldElfRanger: "Hunting mainly I am just meandering about looking for things
RSwiftblade: "You" ::looking at the humans wearing the skins:: "What is your
Tolmara: Gaylord: "We had heard there was work to be had near or around the
city of Wintershivven, and we were on our way there, when the storm overtook
NeoGameBrain: "Something like that. This is Gaylord Hightor and Drenla of
the Diamond Citadel."
Tolmara: Drenla: "Aye, aye. It w-w-was just luck that we managed to spot
t-t-the Well in time."
RSwiftblade: "You shake Drenla, are you still cold?"
Tolmara: Human #1: (coughs) "We're merchants, Fhaardling."
NeoGameBrain: "Isn't that a coincidence? We came here by same
AlexPetrovich99: "Hi.. I am Je'rar Ogrebane.. the plains are my home..I too
have been in search of adventure. maybe someday return as a mighty ruler of
NeoGameBrain: "This night has been full of all sorts of luck."
Tolmara: "I am Shagath, this is Terth and my friend here is Xavick. We were
on our way to Wintershivven, but overstayed ourselves apparently. I told you
(to Xavick) we should have left before first light!"
AlexPetrovich99: "Fhaardling.. hmph.. as I said, call me by my name, or not
Tolmara: "Very well, barbarian."
AlexPetrovich99: "Shagath,terth..and..Xavick..did I get that right? .. this
storms' going to last for at least another day,maybe even two"
AlexPetrovich99: "barbarian.. "::eyebrows go up, and then starts to let out
a genuine laugh::
Tolmara: "Aye, so it will. And the sooner it ends, the sooner we can away."
RSwiftblade: "That is on the way to my clan.
AlexPetrovich99: "No, I can't lay claim to being of those peoples.. although
i guess I can understand how some people may be unable to tell the
AlexPetrovich99: "Although there are some of my people who enter the
batlle-rage, I am not one of them"
OnlineHost: RSwiftblade rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tolmara: Terth: "Pardon my uncouth friend here, but he has never liked the
folk of the plains ever since his family was the subject of a raid. 'Tis not
your fault, but for circumstance bringing you both here."
WyldElfRanger: ::Lythar just smirks and listens, part of him looks for a
good place to go into reverie if he can't get some thing more private.::
RSwiftblade: (11 intimidate) ::in Human#1's face:: "I am Reiner...do not
Tolmara: (that would be a room upstairs that Jeroth procures at the last
AlexPetrovich99: "Ah yes.. ::shrugs:: I see.. well for you it is that you
weren't subkected to the two giants that nearly killed my father,along with a
number of our men.. I'll never forget that day"
Tolmara: Shagath pales and swallows audibly. "Indeed, Master Reiner, I
shan't." Turning to Terth and Xavick, "I think we should retire, eh?"
Tolmara: As the trader gets up, he hastily knocks over his wine goblet,
spilling the contents on the table.
NeoGameBrain: "So, Drenla was it? What school do you study?"
AlexPetrovich99: ::downs the rest of his drink, goes to get a re-fill,as the
5 silver was .. more than enough::
Tolmara: "My apologies, friends." So saying, he walks quickly to the stairs
RSwiftblade: "I need more food this cauldron is empty!"
AlexPetrovich99: (any chance of my catching it for him?)
OnlineHost: AlexPetrovich99 rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
AlexPetrovich99: maybe not
Tolmara: Drenla: "Erm, um, ev-ev-flames and fire."
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks and smiles.. barely utters aloud the word:
Tolmara: (Reflex, I mean)
Tolmara: Drenla: "Ye know, things that go boom."
AlexPetrovich99: (yep; unless dc was less than a 7.. rotfl)
RSwiftblade: "Drenla, relax. You need a drink" ::passes him his drink::
Tolmara: Drenla: "An' if magic does not work, there's always this..." He
points to his staff.
Tolmara: Drenla: "Erm, er, I c-c-can't. Bad for the sin-sin-nose."
Tolmara: He sneezes.
RSwiftblade: "Or this" ::slides both swords halfway out of their sheaths::
NeoGameBrain: "Evocation, then? Strange. Usually evokers tend to have
RSwiftblade: "Ah I see"
OnlineHost: RSwiftblade rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tolmara: Gaylord (muttering): "That is, if he doesn't kill us both first
with some damned spell at the wrong time."
AlexPetrovich99: ::gives a barely perceptible shake of his head at Reiner's
actions,and goes to finish his other drink before going to his room::
RSwiftblade: (healing 14) "Chew on some of these herbs, good for what ales
you" ::hands him some really foul herbs::
AlexPetrovich99: "mmm" *glug*
AlexPetrovich99: ::goes to call it a night::
NeoGameBrain: "I personally don't have much use for such flash. I prefer a
more subtle touch."
RSwiftblade: ::starts to sharpen his throwing axe::
WyldElfRanger: ::sighs and shakes his head as he heads for the stables to
find a place to hide and be undisturbed for a few hours.::
NeoGameBrain: "My specialty is in divinations, discovering the truth about
AlexPetrovich99: (upstairs) :
RSwiftblade: "Hocus pokus, I guess it has its place"
RSwiftblade: ::yanks out a hair from his chest and slices it accross his
NeoGameBrain: ::stares hard at Drenla with smirk:: "And I mean anything."
RSwiftblade: "That will do"
Tolmara: Drenla (takes the herbs): "I'll t-t-try them, thank you. (to the
diviner) M-m-my problem is-is...isn't ordinary. I have nightmares of
th-th-the Test. I'll fail."
RSwiftblade: ::pulls out another axe and does same::
Tolmara: Drenla: "It's n-n-not time for me to take it yet, b-b-but if I
don't pass, th-th-then, I'd rather die."
RSwiftblade: "You need some meat on those bones, ofcouse you'll not pass any
tests if ye are not strong!"
Tolmara: Drenla (whispering): "Is he always like that?"
RSwiftblade: ::starts to sing a song about courage and strength under his
NeoGameBrain: "Incessantly so, but he has a point."
Tolmara: Gaylord: "Perhaps you can teach my friend the value of patience, a
quality he has in short supply."
RSwiftblade: ::As he pulls out his dagger to sharpen::
Tolmara: Gaylord: "Aye, I can't tell you the number of times he's almost
caused our deaths from an ill-timed spell or action."
RSwiftblade: ::learing at Drenla:: "Whatever ye do you must do with
conviction, or it is not worth it, so sayeth the will of the War Father"
RSwiftblade: "Aye Gaylord, but ye are still alive right?" ::laughs::
Tolmara: Drenla (coughing): "Ack, ahhhk, erm, aye."
NeoGameBrain: "You know, I hear black pepper does wonderful things for
sinuses. You really should try it"
Tolmara: Gaylord: "For now. I warned him earlier that Tonazk was from the
Burning Blade clan, and those orcs have a reputation for distrusting mojokan,
especially since their own mojoka don't survive long."
Tolmara: Gaylord: "The fool cast an armor spell when it wasn't necessary.
We didn't have time to act against the creature that surprised us. We're
lucky we still have our heads."
RSwiftblade: "HAHA, that must seem funny to you now and even more funny in
years to come"
NeoGameBrain: "True, but better that than a fireball spell."
WyldElfRanger: ::Lyth went to the stables or outside to find a place to
sleep where he won't be disturbed for the few hours he needs::
Tolmara: (Muttering) Gaylord: "Very good then, if Tonazk or his orcs decide
to sharpen their axes on our necks, I'll defer to your superior skills."
WyldElfRanger: ((well not sleep per se but reverie))
Tolmara: ((running things separately with Lythar, pls try to remember where
you are, ok? You won't be able to react.))
RSwiftblade: "Drenla"::touches him on the shoulder:: "The War Father can
give you strenth. You must find your own first"
Tolmara: As Lythar enters the stables, he (you) hears the sound of loud
NeoGameBrain: "I doubt we're in much danger. They seem to be dependant on
our skills. Even if that weren't so, orcs are nothing new to me."
Tolmara: (the stables): There is a LOUD RRRRRIP, and more munching.
Tolmara: (the stables): SLURP, MUNCH, SLURP
RSwiftblade: "Where is that food"
WyldElfRanger: ::quirks an eyebrow and takes out his club not that he's
worried but he going to investigate the sound::
RSwiftblade: (not in stable)
Tolmara: Ubbi, the orc cook, walks into the main room and refills the
WyldElfRanger: ((search check?))
Tolmara: (if you want)
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
WyldElfRanger: (13 total)
RSwiftblade: "Thank you Ubbi, I fear you will have to return"
Tolmara: Gaylord sighs. "I just wish that he were more patient and didn't
worry so much. There's still time for him to prepare for this Test of his.
It won't kill him, will it?"
NeoGameBrain: ::suddenly cocks his head as he gets one of his feelings, but
shakes his head and dismisses it::
Tolmara: "It won't kill him not to worry so much, I mean. I don't think
that's so much to ask. Just to think before he acts. Not the other way
RSwiftblade: "In my clan they strap you to an anthill oven the night and if
you live you are a man"
NeoGameBrain: "Yes, Hurishta and the Circle do encourage the practice of
restraint above all else."
RSwiftblade: That is the only test that I know! "::laughs::
RSwiftblade: ::mouth gurgling with blood::
NeoGameBrain: "Magic is supposed to be a last resort, though I admit I tend
to be rather dependent on it."
RSwiftblade: "Ye have ye dagger no, most wizards carry a dagger" ::Laughs::
Tolmara: (A roll wasn't necessary, because Lythar sees the following when he
rounds the corner...)
Tolmara: In the middle of the room, lie two pack mules, their necks slashed
open, and half eaten. The "tadpole" is busy feeding on their carcass.
Tolmara: Drenla: "I thought a staff would be more im-im-worthy looking. I
never co-could pay much att-att-attention to physical class."
WyldElfRanger: ::suddenly wishes he has something larger and throws his club
at the tadpole before drawing his knife::
Tolmara: (Lythar, ONLY Lythar, initiative)
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
WyldElfRanger: (init 16)
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tolmara: The "tadpole" looks up, and momentarily, you can spot its eyes
open, as large as dinner plates. Its maw, which you hadn't seen before is
quite fang filled.
Tolmara: Rows and rows of needle sharp teeth fill its toothy maw.
Tolmara: Suddenly, it slithers back, using its tail to propel itself, and
tenses, waiting for your move.
WyldElfRanger: ::growls and throws his club at it hoping to stun it as he
goes for his long knife::
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
WyldElfRanger: (+4 which makes for a total of 9)
NeoGameBrain: "I think I know what you're problem is, Drenla. You're too
enamored with the image of a mage."
Tolmara: The "tadpole" neatly sidesteps the thrown weapon (it missed
anyway), and slithers back further, waiting.
RSwiftblade: ::laughs:: "So was I in Tolmara, Masha was her name"
RSwiftblade: "Her image was quite nice"
NeoGameBrain: "Being a wizard, it's not about position or respect or raw
power. It's about knowledge and understanding."
RSwiftblade: "She sure had knowledge and understanding"
NeoGameBrain: ::smacking Reiner in the back of the head:: "It's about
dipping your head in the lake to see what's there."
Tolmara: Gaylord chuckles. Even the wizard manages to smile at that one.
"M-m-my teacher k-kept hinting at a sp-spell once. Something about fingers."
RSwiftblade: "Dipping what?"
WyldElfRanger: ::readies his knife (picture a slashing short sword or a
bowie knife of steroids) and prepares to attack::
Tolmara: Drenla: "But I could never understand what he was talking about."
Tolmara: The "tadpole" rushes forward, claws at the ready and lunges at
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 3 20-sided dice: 7 10 11
RSwiftblade: "She certainly let my fingers do the walking if you know what I
WyldElfRanger: ::smirks as he's able to dodge all of its attacks::
NeoGameBrain: ::sighs:: "I give up."
RSwiftblade: "Yes we took a dip in the lake and saw what was there"
AlexPetrovich99: ((yippee..my red Sox beat the yankees))
Tolmara: (AC 11, 14 and 15)
NeoGameBrain: ::looks around:: "Wonder where Je'rar and that elf went?"
WyldElfRanger: ((you just missed with the 15))
Tolmara: (next round)
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tolmara: (it was holding its action)
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 3 20-sided dice: 16 5 20
Tolmara: (AC 20, miss and possible crit)
RSwiftblade: "No seriously, I do not know much about magekraft, but may the
War Father send you virtue" ::touches Drenla on the shoulder::
WyldElfRanger: ((I just got an 11 for init))
Tolmara: The "tadpole" extends one forelimb and rakes the side of Lythar's
thigh, lunges with its other claw and misses as the elf nimbly sidesteps
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tolmara: (not a crit, full damage though)
Tolmara: and then closes in with a vicious bite to his shield arm (7 dmg)
RSwiftblade: "Yeah, where are the others? I guess it is my charming
personality that drove them away"
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 2-sided die: 2
Tolmara: (total 9)
WyldElfRanger: ::grimaces as he gives a slash with his knife as he tries to
Tolmara: The "tadpole", sensing an advantage, does not back off, but
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
WyldElfRanger: (18 total unless this is a magical beast)
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
NeoGameBrain: ::asks the barkeep about his missing companions::
Tolmara: It shrieks, as a spray of black blood jets out of its wound and
splatters all over the stables.
WyldElfRanger: (8 points of damage)
Tolmara: The mules in the structure, what little there remains, cower in
Tolmara: The "tadpole" shrieks with rage, and slithers back, recoiling as it
does. As it withdraws, you can see wounds on its back, from where Dantrag
pierced it with his trident, and also burn marks
Tolmara: from where it landed in the fireplace. The wounds seem to have
WyldElfRanger: ::calls out to Elantra as he sheathes his knife and takes out
Tolmara: Jeroth: "I believe your barbarian friend went upstairs to sleep.
Your elf decided to sleep in the stables. Unusual for an elf."
Tolmara: He chuckles, continuing to wipe a glass with a dirty rag.
Tolmara: Drenla bows to Reiner: "Thank you, friend. I've never heard
anything so funny in my life." He smiles faintly.
RSwiftblade: "Well I am tired and must have my strength if we are to slay
this thing tomorrow."
AlexPetrovich99: ((I'm wondering if the others are afk))
Tolmara: Drenla: "I sh-shall take what I've heard tonight and th-think on
it, Arinth. Th-thank you for the ad-ad-advice."
AlexPetrovich99: ((lol o k.. at least one's still here :P ))
NeoGameBrain: "The stables? What a strange thing."
Tolmara: Gaylord: "Well, we're turning in. Let's go, Dren."
RSwiftblade: "Do not worry. Good night"
Tolmara: (new round)
NeoGameBrain: "Oh yes, anything for a fellow scholar."
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
WyldElfRanger: ((oh good grief these dice roll worse than the ones on
RSwiftblade: ::Reiner starts to head up the stairs looking out at the
blizzard as he passes any windows::
AlexPetrovich99: ((its a tough life there,Charlie Brown :P ))
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
RSwiftblade: ::he lets out a fart on the way up::
RSwiftblade: "good meal"
WyldElfRanger: ((holding action till the beginning of the the next round
beyond backing up and switching weapons he is doing nothing else))
Tolmara: The creature cocks its head suddenly, and emboldened by your
(Lythar's) weakened condition, suddenly rushes the elf, a blur of motion.
NeoGameBrain: ::decides to check on the elf::
Tolmara: It rushes past you (Lythar) as it tries to flee the stables.
WyldElfRanger: ((do I need to roll something for the invocation of the
NeoGameBrain: ::wraps his cloak tightly around him and heads to the stable::
Tolmara: (no, its at will)
Tolmara: (you have an AoO as the "tadpole" rushes past you, if you want)
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 8-sided die: 2
AlexPetrovich99: ((clubbing it with your bow?))
WyldElfRanger: ((6 damage total))
WyldElfRanger: ((remember Legolas and Cave Troll in Fellowship?))
Tolmara: The creature gurgles as more blood comes spurting out, and still it
continues on, although weaker than before. It's moving slower, although its
still a blur. You sense that you have a very short window to act before the
Tolmara: its progress once again.
Tolmara: (new round)
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
WyldElfRanger: ::chasing after it, hoping the powers granted to him by his
goddess help him::
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
WyldElfRanger: (18 init)
Tolmara: (Arinth, it'll take you 3 rounds to get to the stable)
Tolmara: (your move Lythar)
Tolmara: Drenla and Gaylord head upstairs.
RSwiftblade: ::farts again:
WyldElfRanger: ::shooting it again with his bow(within 30 ft.?))
RSwiftblade: "really good meal"
Tolmara: (yes, -2 due to poor visibility)
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
WyldElfRanger: (22 total)
Tolmara: Drenla wrinkles his nose but says nothing.
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 8-sided die: 8
Z SPOOK Z: "Must you really do that constantly?"
WyldElfRanger: (12 total that time)
Tolmara: The creature gurgles and topples over, dead.
AlexPetrovich99: (hm? how'd he get a +4 with an arrow?)
AlexPetrovich99: (if there's a neat trick to that, I wanna know for my guy
WyldElfRanger: (Point Blank Shot +1 damage and +3 for Str, I took cheap
melee weapons to afford a good bow))
AlexPetrovich99: (oh. a mighty bow +3.. that's a helluva lot of money)
Tolmara: Eventually, Arinth gets to the stables.
Tolmara: You see the "tadpole", collapsed on the snow, bleeding black ichor
all over the grounds.
WyldElfRanger: ::checking to see what it is that I killed and whether it was
some sort of aberration or magical beast::
Tolmara: You've never seen a creature like this before....at least in the
WyldElfRanger: (PBS pads both damage and attack in 3.5 I think they came to
that conclusion after watching Fellowship again)
WyldElfRanger: "What in the world is this?"
Tolmara: (Arinth, you're there, by now.)
Tolmara: (back at the inn...)
NeoGameBrain: "What in the world"
WyldElfRanger: "I just killed it"
NeoGameBrain: "So this is the beast we've been chasing."
NeoGameBrain: ((can I use a knowledge arcana check to ID it?))
NeoGameBrain: ::as he studies the strange creature:: "Are you all right?"
NeoGameBrain: ::speaking to the elf::
WyldElfRanger: "I've been better, it almost killed me"
OnlineHost: NeoGameBrain rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
NeoGameBrain: ::takes a look at the elf:: "So I see. You're certainly
hearty for an elf."
RSwiftblade: ::prays to Digira before going to bed::
WyldElfRanger: "My birth sign is Elantra's she takes care of her children."
WyldElfRanger: ::looks for a place to rest undisturbed::
AlexPetrovich99: ((afk..one of my wife's aunts just pulled up..bad timing, I
Tolmara: (sure, np dude.)
WyldElfRanger: ::after recovering his club of couse::
NeoGameBrain: "Come with me inside. We'll get you patched up."
Tolmara: (brb in 10)
WyldElfRanger: ((OK, we can wait of course))
Tolmara: (Where do Arinth and Lythar go?)
WyldElfRanger: ::uses Wild Empathy to try and calm the animals in the
stables before looking for a nice shadowwy corner to rest::
Tolmara: (roll if needed)
NeoGameBrain: ((the inn would be preferable))
OnlineHost: WyldElfRanger rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
WyldElfRanger: (total of 10 for the result)
NeoGameBrain: "You're going to stay in the stables?"
RSwiftblade: ((got booted off sorry))
WyldElfRanger: "I'm an elf I don't need that much rest and besides I think
the animals need me more than the humans, it may comfort them to know I am
RSwiftblade: "what is going on?"
WyldElfRanger: ::and with that I meditate and wait for the effect to wear
RSwiftblade: "you look hurt"
NeoGameBrain: "But you're injured. At least come to the inn for healing."
WyldElfRanger: ::smiles and nods:: "I can't deny that I need some healing"
AlexPetrovich99: ((Grrr.. now my dad's stopping by.. lol)
RSwiftblade: ((ok, jumped the gun))
NeoGameBrain: ::smiles:: "Good." ::looks at the creature:: "We should
bring that in too. I might be able to identify it if I study it more."
AlexPetrovich99: (lol ok..maybe not.. one of the boota's friend's downstairs
has a similar car)
RSwiftblade: ((allright fellas, let's get moving here))
Tolmara: ((it's a little difficult to move if everyone keeps leaving.))
NeoGameBrain: ::drags the carcass back to the inn (with Lythar
NeoGameBrain: Lythar's help?))::
WyldElfRanger: ((Grrr AOL is a pain in the tail, royally))
Tolmara: When you enter the inn, the tension breaks palpably. Jeroth almost
fires a crossbow at you, but relaxes when he realizes its you.
Tolmara: "It's that creature that rushed out at us!"
WyldElfRanger: "The beast is dead, all hail the conquering heroes!"
NeoGameBrain: "Correction. It was the creature that rushed out at us."
Tolmara: Unfortunately, there isn't much of a welcome, since most of the
inn's guests are asleep.
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Well, I suppose I'll have to give thanks ye did such a
fine job. Have yer stay free, courtesy o' me."
NeoGameBrain: ::to Jeroth:: "I don't want the body disturbed at all, you
Tolmara: He looks almost crestfallen, but brightens a bit. "Say, now that
this is o'er, I'll be able to git business. Hmmm!"
Tolmara: Jeroth nods rapidly at you. "Anything ye want, young master, ye'll
Tolmara: "Well, within reason."
WyldElfRanger: "That will be good, I need time to heal and reverie although
I also would like someone to identify the carcass"
NeoGameBrain: "I need to study the body until I can figure out what it
is...and if there'll be more of the infernal things."
NeoGameBrain: "Right now, I believe this is the only one, but best to keep
on guard just in case."
WyldElfRanger: ::Lythar smirks and takes a seat somewhere, going into a bit
a trance as he slips from conciousness::
NeoGameBrain: ((any healers in our party?))
Tolmara: ((none atm. Trayn but he's in limbo land.))
NeoGameBrain: ((right David))
Tolmara: ((and Alfred's PC, who's a barb/cleric. correct, Alfred?))
NeoGameBrain: ::goes up to his group's room to wake his companions::
RSwiftblade: (how do you wake Reiner up?)
NeoGameBrain: ::shakes Reiner:: "Reiner. Reiner, wake up!"
OnlineHost: RSwiftblade rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
RSwiftblade: (12) ::Reiner puts a dagger at your throat but realizes that
you are not a foe and draws it away::
RSwiftblade: "Uh... sorry, why do you wake me?"
NeoGameBrain: "Nice to see you too. Come on, someone needs some healing."
RSwiftblade: What happened?"
RSwiftblade: ::throws his pants on::
NeoGameBrain: "The elf came across the creature in the stables and killed
it. He's cut up a good bit."
RSwiftblade: ::starts to walk down with him::
RSwiftblade: "Glorious, The War Father will be proud"
RSwiftblade: I will help him as well as I can"
RSwiftblade: ::goes down stairs::
RSwiftblade: "Where is he?"
NeoGameBrain: ::points to the elf in the chair:: "I think he's only
sleeping, or whatever it is that elves do."
RSwiftblade: ::loudly:: "Lythar are you awake?"
NeoGameBrain: "And that's the creature over there."
RSwiftblade: "We should burn it as an offering to the War Father"
NeoGameBrain: "No, I need to find out what it is first."
RSwiftblade: "Then we can offer it"
RSwiftblade: "He must be unconscious"
NeoGameBrain: "Later. All I can tell so far is that it isn't from this
WyldElfRanger: ((yeah, he's in reverie and having a vision at the moment))
NeoGameBrain: "I need to study it further. Find out where it came from and
whether these things come in packs.""
NeoGameBrain: "Until then, not one speck of this thing's hide is to be
WyldElfRanger: ((grrr, I'm being forced off-line for dinner, I really need
to start looking for my own place soon))
RSwiftblade: ::reiner waves some stuff under his nose to wake him up from
his healing pack::
RSwiftblade: ((oh well))
Tolmara: Presently, Lythar wakes from his reverie.
RSwiftblade: "Well then, I am going back to bed and next time mage, just
call my name"
RSwiftblade: "Ah you are back"
RSwiftblade: "Fine job, the war father would be proud! Here, I am not going
to lie. This is going to hurt ...a lot."
Tolmara: (we'll stop shortly since people aren't here, and I don't want to
continue without a complement of people.)
Tolmara: (in 15 minutes.)
Tolmara: (XP after this session.)
RSwiftblade: ::rubs some herbs in his wounds and takes out some gut to seal
the slashes in his flesh::
Tolmara: (Lythar is in limbo land, that is I won't be running him, but you
can do what you want to him, within reason. LOL))
RSwiftblade: "May the War Father grant you health"
RSwiftblade: ::Lythar gains 3 hp::
RSwiftblade: "Good night, see you in the morning"
Tolmara: (Morning comes.)
RSwiftblade: (what is it like outside?)
RSwiftblade: ((who is still here?)
NeoGameBrain: ::studiously takes notes, make sketches and draws diagrams of
Tolmara: The snow has stopped, or at least lessened over the course of the
evening. As the dawn light comes, the guests of the inn waken and find
themselves in tense spirits, watchful for what might pass, until Jeroth
passes out the good ne
NeoGameBrain: ::has been studying and what little research he can since
Tolmara: news, that you're heroes and the creature is slain. The mood in
the inn visibly relaxes.
Tolmara: Even the orcs are impressed, with Tonazk clapping Lythar on the
back in good humor and exclaiming "Zedek nka lazd, kararka."
AlexPetrovich99: (sorry about that)
RSwiftblade: ::farts:: "What in the abyssal planes was in that food?"
AlexPetrovich99: (my youngest has 2 birthday parties coming up,one on the
3rd, and one on the 9th)
Tolmara: ((OOC: You fought well, warrior.))
AlexPetrovich99: (one of her uncles can't make it so he stopped by today)
NeoGameBrain: ((hopefully, Jeroth was kind enough to make my wishes clear
that the body be left alone until I'm done with it))
AlexPetrovich99: ((*hopes we won't stop too soon, as I'd really like to grab
some more RP and xp )
RSwiftblade: "Aye that he did"
AlexPetrovich99: ::awakens,adorns his armor and gear, heads downstairs::
AlexPetrovich99: "Ok.. what's all the noise about?"
Tolmara: From what you've been able to gather, (you meaning Arinth), the
creature is an otherworldly creature but you have no idea as to its name or
where it came from.
AlexPetrovich99: "I see.. nothing .. heh"
NeoGameBrain: ::ignores the hubub as documents the creature and tries to
remember his lessons on the planes::
AlexPetrovich99: ::goes outside to start looking for the critter::
RSwiftblade: ::Reiner's face gimmaces::
NeoGameBrain: ((so no recheck on knowledge arcana then?))
Tolmara: It seemed to be a youngling of its kind, and there are indications
that it was preparing to change or transform, since it was in the act of
feeding when Lythar discovered it. It had finished two mules in less than 10
Tolmara: would have started on the horses.
Tolmara: ((if you want.))
OnlineHost: NeoGameBrain rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
RSwiftblade: "Come on warrior, let us check the compound and see what is out
there in daylight"
NeoGameBrain: ((mmrrmbmmbffff. Same result))
Tolmara: Shagath: "Well, now that the storm has passed momentarily and it
looks safe enough since the creature is slain, we'll be on our way."
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks for any hints of the creature's return::
RSwiftblade: "There must be some sort of entrance or gate within this place
for that thing to enter, what do you mages call them?"
Tolmara: "We'd take you along if you want, as caravan guards..."
AlexPetrovich99: (do I find anything?)
NeoGameBrain: "A gate. Sometimes a portal."
AlexPetrovich99: ::keeps searching::
Tolmara: (If Je'rar is searching, he's not in the inn.)
RSwiftblade: "we will return in a short while"
AlexPetrovich99: (that is correct)
NeoGameBrain: ::finally gets up from his work:: "You can dispose of the
body now if you wish. I'm done here."
RSwiftblade: "The only place that I can think of that may go elsewher is
that strage well
Tolmara: Jeroth and Ubbi prepare to chop it up. "Good because it was
starting to stink here."
RSwiftblade: "Jeroth ...burn it"
Tolmara: "Whjat?!? And let perfectly fine meat go to waste? We'll cook it
thank you very much."
AlexPetrovich99: ::ses the snow has lessened a good bit. goes to the stables
to get a horse::
RSwiftblade: ::looking angrily:: "BURN IT!"
AlexPetrovich99: *::sees the snow has
Tolmara: "Ubbi, ignore the oaf. Should be delicious, stuffed with onions
RSwiftblade: "unless you care to perhaps poison your guests"
RSwiftblade: "Who will then seek revenge on your hides"
Tolmara: Jeroth stops for a moment and considers. "On second thought, he
does have a point. But then, Ubbi is notorious for sickening people with his
RSwiftblade: "Yes I know"
RSwiftblade: ::farts again::
Tolmara: Ubbi: "grunt"
Tolmara: Jeroth: *sigh*. "We'll have to burn it, I suppose."
RSwiftblade: "Don't say I did not warn you"
RSwiftblade: "Caravan guides?"
RSwiftblade: "We shall see"
NeoGameBrain: ::to Jeroth:: Perhaps its for the best. ::quietly:: Between
you and me, it might be best to increase the watch around here. Whatever
this thing is, it comes in groups. What we killed was only a youngling."
RSwiftblade: ::goes to the well::
Tolmara: Terth (looking up from breakfast): "Why yes, caravan guides. We
have a ways to go, about a week's worth of travel between now and
Wintershivven. Actually, we're on our way to Griffonsmere. We're passing
through Tolrindel and
AlexPetrovich99: ::enters the stables::
Tolmara: Tolmara, but you don't have to come along with us."
AlexPetrovich99: [chat lag] :(
Tolmara: Jeroth nods sagely. "Good advice, and thank ye, mojoka."
RSwiftblade: ::looks at well closely:: "This just does not fit here... "
Tolmara: The well, after which Jeroth's Well is named, is a pool of crystal
clear water, sitting serenely in a chamber of marble lined with
RSwiftblade: (searches the well for clues)
Tolmara: The temperature of the water is at odds with the snow outside.
Tolmara: The well itself is 40' deep.
Tolmara: It's not even freezing or frozen inside the well.
Tolmara: On the contrary, it's "room temperature".
RSwiftblade: (casts light on the inside of the well to see down the shaft)
AlexPetrovich99: ::sei9ng nothing amiss,gets on a horse and exits the
Tolmara: The bottom can clearly be seen.
RSwiftblade: "That is odd..the water is not icy"
AlexPetrovich99: OOC: Je'rar doesn't know that its dead yet
AlexPetrovich99: ::rides towards ..Reiner::
RSwiftblade: "Touch the water, what is wrong here?"
AlexPetrovich99: "Yes.. I'm going to go hunting for that thing before it
causes any more mischief"
AlexPetrovich99: "The water? Why?"
RSwiftblade: "It is dead, but there may be more"
AlexPetrovich99: "Its what?"
RSwiftblade: "What is wrong here?"
AlexPetrovich99: "You mean the critter's dead? What happened ?"
RSwiftblade: "It's dead...again what is wrong here?
RSwiftblade: "It was slain last night"
RSwiftblade: "touch the water"
NeoGameBrain: "So, this caravan guard. How much does it pay?
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks at the well. rather obvious,isn't it? Its got to be
magical.. because there's no way water wouldn't turn icy-solid in this
AlexPetrovich99: "Last night? While I was in my room? Why didn't somebody
call for me?"
RSwiftblade: Go get our booky boy"
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks hurt::
RSwiftblade: "I too was asleep"
RSwiftblade: "And grab that half orc as well"
AlexPetrovich99: "Well that's just great.. here I was looking forward to
hunting this thing, and then next thing I know I'm no longer needed.."
RSwiftblade: "Ah well...I will do it"
AlexPetrovich99: "Half-orc and booky boy? which orc? Jeroth ?"
RSwiftblade: ::with a scowl:: Yes Jeroth"
RSwiftblade: and our mage
RSwiftblade: ::starts to walk in the direction of the inn
Tolmara: Terth: "Well, I can't say it'll be free from danger. I mean,
there's been reports of orcs (lowering his voice a bit) rushing forth from
the Forest of Miir, on raids
RSwiftblade: ::slams door open::
AlexPetrovich99: ::sees reiner go back to the inn.. takes the horse back to
the stables and then jogs over to the inn as well::
Tolmara: and pillaging in the outlying villages, driven by some unknown
force or personage. This is unusual because things've been peaceful for many
many years. In fact, I suspect those heads on Tonazk's necklace came from a
RSwiftblade: "Jeroth, please step outside with me for a moment?"
RSwiftblade: "I need your help"
Tolmara: but you didn't hear that from me. (raising his voice again) Why,
I think we'd pay a rate of 1 gold per person per day, with no charge for
meals or incidentals and anything you find from battles and whatnot
Tolmara: is yours to keep. We'll even cover you for the sword and entrance
taxes as you enter cities if you accompany us all the way to Griffonsmere."
AlexPetrovich99: ::approaches Reiner and Jeroth::
AlexPetrovich99: "So what's going on?"
RSwiftblade: "He knows more than he is saying...I can feel it"
Tolmara: Jeroth: "I'm a bit busy. Can't it wait? Someone's got to keep
house around here." He continues wiping down the bar.
AlexPetrovich99: *tries to sense motive as reiner is telling me this*
AlexPetrovich99: *Sense Jeroth's motive,that is
OnlineHost: AlexPetrovich99 rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
AlexPetrovich99: whooho whatta roll !
AlexPetrovich99: ::glares at Jeroth::
NeoGameBrain: ::glances at Tonazk for a moment:: "Yes, that sounds fair
enough . We were heading that way anyhow. I shall talk it over with my
RSwiftblade: "It cannot wait and I would like your company now"
AlexPetrovich99: "UI've been very nice to you..more-so than I ever thought
I'd be to any of your kind.. is this true?" *attempts to strike an
Tolmara: Xavick (he sounds VERY nasal): "Don't think too long, boyo, we're
leaving soon in a few hours."
OnlineHost: RSwiftblade rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
AlexPetrovich99: (Intimidation check?)
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Well, 'twill have to wait, cuz I haven't eaten yet. Shut
yer trap, human."
RSwiftblade: (10) intimidate
OnlineHost: AlexPetrovich99 rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
AlexPetrovich99: lol n/m my rolling for now,hm?
RSwiftblade: "No, I must insist that we take a walk outside"
Tolmara: Jeroth guffaws. "If that's the best ye can do, 'warrior', I'll eat
AlexPetrovich99: "Jeroth.. I'll cover the bar for you, if thats your only
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Bahgtru na kerarka! I insist on having my breakfast!"
OnlineHost: Tolmara rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks at Reiner:
Tolmara: His body language seems to indicate that he won't be pushed.
AlexPetrovich99: "Umm.. he's got a point there,actually.. I'd be a bit pissy
if someone tried to stop me from morning-meal too"
AlexPetrovich99: ::looking at Jeroth:: "Like..sorry; I didn't realize you
haven't eaten at all yet"
Tolmara: "Harrumph." He continues wiping the bar down, albeit a little more
NeoGameBrain: ::gives Xavick an odd look and walks over to Je'rar::
AlexPetrovich99: ::turns my head::
AlexPetrovich99: "..oh.. by the way.. do you have any idea why that well
won't freeze? I'm guessing it takes powerful magic for that kinda stuff"
NeoGameBrain: "Have you spoken to those merchants? They offering to pay us
to go the way we were already headed."
AlexPetrovich99: ::my eyebrows arch a little:: "Really? How very
AlexPetrovich99: ::walks over to the merchants::
Tolmara: ((pls clarify for me who Je'rar is talking to when he asks why the
well won't freeze))
Tolmara: ((IM me with a response))
AlexPetrovich99: (I was continuing talking to Arinth; thought you caught
NeoGameBrain: "Hmm? I wouldn't think so. It would only take a wizard of
moderate skill to do that. There could also be natural causes as well."
RSwiftblade: "You make a point, please eat your breakfast and then come with
AlexPetrovich99: "Excuse me.. Arinth said you might be interested in hiring
us to travel with you aways ?"
Tolmara: Jeroth: "I normally don't eat breakfast until late in the morning
after Ubbi has started preparing lunch. It'll be a long wait, human."
NeoGameBrain: "What's so important about the well? A body of water that
deep never freezes completely."
NeoGameBrain: "Just the surface."
Tolmara: Xavick: "Yes, the offer that Terth made was 1 gold per person, per
day, from here to Griffonsmere. No charge for meals or incidentals, and
coverage of sword and entrance taxes as you enter cities with us."
RSwiftblade: "Not even at the surface?"
Tolmara: "We can't and won't provide money for board at an inn, that you'll
have to pay your own way."
Tolmara: "And it might be dangerous (lowering his voice) since there are
rumors of orcs and worse, rampaging from the Forest of Miir."
NeoGameBrain: "Hmm? What do you mean?"
RSwiftblade: "Come to the well with me"
AlexPetrovich99: "Hmm.. I can only speak for myself, but it sounds good"
Tolmara: Xavick: "Shagath, Terth and I suspect that Tonazk, the peaceful
orc here, is in league with the other orcs because of his necklace. One week
ago, the dwarfhold of Stonebrook was slaughtered, and not a stone dwarf was
Tolmara: untouched or alive. A bit of a coincidence, eh? Take a look at
the heads next time. They're stone dwarvish heads."
AlexPetrovich99: "hat somehow just doesn't surprise me..Tonazk that is.. I
never heard of a peaceful orc in my life"
AlexPetrovich99: *"That somehow
AlexPetrovich99: "Maybe we should invite them too.. so we can keep a closer
eye on him?"
RSwiftblade: ::under his breath:: "Keep an eye on Jeroth, I don't trust him"
AlexPetrovich99: ::adopts a sly smile::
Tolmara: Shagath (overhears): "Eh, no. I don't think so. We want to get
to the south ALIVE, not dead!" He gives Xavick an odd look and marches
RSwiftblade: "Let's go to the well my friend" ::looks at the mage::
NeoGameBrain: ::follows Reiner:: "You say that about every orc we come
Tolmara: Guntra and Hlutwulf for their part, begin making preparations for
burying Njal in a cairn outside the hold.
AlexPetrovich99: "For what its worth, I'm good on a horse, and know my way
around quite well in the wild, oh and yes, I've always been good at wielding
a weapon.. matter of fact, I usually use two at a time.. it coes..naturally
AlexPetrovich99: *it comes naturally
NeoGameBrain: ::glancing back at the gruff orc:: "He seems nice enough.
Your typical barkeep for the most part."
Tolmara: Terth: "Well, we've made our offer, and it stands. We're also
leaving in a few hours, as soon as we can. So, if you're coming, that's
wonderful, and if you're not, we're sorry."
AlexPetrovich99: "I'll tell the others time is running short then"
RSwiftblade: "Oh War Father, please give me the insight to see if there is
magic here" ::(detect magic)
AlexPetrovich99: ::abruptly turns about and goes up to Reiner and Arinth::
RSwiftblade: ::waves his hands over the well::
AlexPetrovich99: "They are leaving in a couple of hours if we're going to
RSwiftblade: ::Reiner stumbles::
NeoGameBrain: ::helps Reiner back up:: "What happened"
RSwiftblade: "The war father has told me that there is intense magic afoot
here, I know nothing else"
RSwiftblade: "Of colossal perportions"
RSwiftblade: "It is almost overwhelming"
RSwiftblade: "Can you tell me more?"
NeoGameBrain: ::looks at the water curiously and dips his fingers in the
water, detecting enchantments as he does so::
NeoGameBrain: ::is taken aback as his eyes grow wide, but tries to maintain
his focus and learn more.
OnlineHost: NeoGameBrain rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
NeoGameBrain: ((15 spellcraft check))
NeoGameBrain: ::blinks as he steps back and rubs his forehead::
RSwiftblade: "Reiner does not lie"
RSwiftblade: "He knows more"
NeoGameBrain: "You were right. The magical aura of this well is blinding.
NeoGameBrain: "I...I saw a face..."
RSwiftblade: "A face of what?"
AlexPetrovich99: "Oh.."::looks troubled by that. sovery unnatural::
NeoGameBrain: "A beautiful elven face. It was only for a moment."
NeoGameBrain: "We may have to pass on that caravan job after all."
RSwiftblade: "Reiner has a headache"
AlexPetrovich99: "Looks like a plum job for doing something we were going to
do anyway.. besides which,Tonazk is mixed up in it"
RSwiftblade: "I say we drag that barkeep out here and throw him in"
NeoGameBrain: "There is definitely something wrong here. Something very
AlexPetrovich99: "The orcs from Miir have been raiding villages and a
dwarven stronghold was recently attacked.. all the stone dwarves were
killed.. and if you take a good look you'll see that..
AlexPetrovich99: his necklace is made of stone dwarves heads"
RSwiftblade: "Have you ever noticed that Jaroth has actually never left the
NeoGameBrain: "True. But that could mean anything."
AlexPetrovich99: "Maybe.. but I think we'd be doing the peoples of this area
a good turn if we check it out"
NeoGameBrain: My question is, why would an elven face appear magically at an
orc trading post.
RSwiftblade: "Perhaps he is not who he appears to be, with all this magic
NeoGameBrain: "Magical creatures from other planes, an elvan face in a
magical well, and a overabundance of nose problems. There's too many
Tolmara: Namarie elessil, friends of the Light, and welcome.
NeoGameBrain: "I don't know about you, but my curiosity won't let me rest
NeoGameBrain: "Did you just hear that?"
Tolmara: As the voice speaks, which is faint on the sound of the wind and
can barely be heard, you glance around and with a start,
Tolmara: see that you're standing next to a pool of water in the middle of a
snowy plain, in a clearing. There is no inn, there is no hold, and the road
AlexPetrovich99: ::is rapt by this strange ..thing::
AlexPetrovich99: ::checks to make sure he has all his gear::
Tolmara: I am a spirit of the Land and it is difficult for me to take form
of flesh as I explained to your friend, the elf childe.
Tolmara: This is the true form of Jeroth's Well, as you see it. The
inhabitants of the inn are real, but save for the non-orcs, trapped.
Tolmara: The orc Tonazk, decided to pollute my waters with his clan
warriors. They defiled the land, and so I lured them into a spirit prison,
where they are trapped until I decide to free them, which may never be.
Tolmara: The inn, is a safehold, which is a physical manifestation of
myself, as is the well and the waters within. If one who is injured comes,
he or she may drink and be refreshed. This was known in ancient times, but
is not known any
Tolmara: As I came to your friend, I reveal myself to you. And because you
were instrumental in cleansing the Land of the creature of Shadow, I bequeath
a boon and make a request.
NeoGameBrain: "What request is that?"
Tolmara: As to the boon, when next you are within Teleute's grasp, speak
aloud the name of Lalven Tathothaun and you shall be delivered from Death's
AlexPetrovich99: "Teleute? "
Tolmara: As to the request, there is an initiate of the White Jura, of the
Aes Sedai, who would be freed. She is needed in the coming days against the
Shadow. She has made a plea of the gods, and must have an answer.
Tolmara: Teleute is the name mortals have given to the Aspect of Oneiros who
comes for them when they are ready to pass on.
Tolmara: ((ooc: in other words, when you're about to die))
RSwiftblade: ((get out of death free card))
AlexPetrovich99: ((aka the big WHOOHOOOO))
Tolmara: It has taken me a great deal of Will, to focus myself in this, one
of my true forms. I would have an answer, but you may take your time. When
you have decided,
Tolmara: speak aloud my name, which is Eracuril Quentatharn, and let your
fate be sealed, for you have no Fate but the Fate you are given.
NeoGameBrain: "Tell us, these creatures of the Shadow. Are there more? Is
this only the beginning?
Tolmara: The creature, who calls itself a slaad, was only one, which came
within the body of the barbarian Njal. He and his companions had been
looking for a Sword, near the eastern portion of Miir, when they came
Tolmara: upon a band of such creatures. They slew a number of them, but not
before one creature injected an egg into Njal's breast. The egg hatched, and
in the fullness of time, gave birth to a foundling who was eating the
Tolmara: within. These creatures serve the Shadow in their own unthinking
ways. There are more of them, numberless hordes, ready to pierce the
boundary that separates this world from the planes.
Tolmara: There is none left here in the land of the Well. None I can sense
in any event.
Tolmara: Is this the beginning? It is well past the beginning. The
beginning was of old, a long time ago. In fact, it is near the end, or an
end of sorts.
Tolmara: And now, I must take my leave of you, friends and warriors of
Light. Alaquenta val'athelil. May we meet again when leaves are put forth
and buds have blossomed.
Tolmara: The voice fades, as the inn and the hold slowly manifest once more,
and you're back in the snow-filled yard of Jeroth's Well.
AlexPetrovich99: ((wow Stan.. that was totally awesome!))
RSwiftblade: "We know our course gentlemen, correct?"
NeoGameBrain: Yes, we have to find the Aes Sendai. But where can we find
RSwiftblade: ::starts to walk back to the inn::
AlexPetrovich99: "Presyumably on our way withthe caravan"
RSwiftblade: ::opens the door::
Tolmara: Jeroth looks up, from a breakfast of sausage, cheese, bread and
wine. The three orcs sit in front of the fireplace, basking in its warmth
and playing a game of knucklebones.
Tolmara: Tonazk's necklace has been taken apart and is being used as wager
AlexPetrovich99: ::trails after::
Tolmara: The three fur traders descend from their rooms and look around with
some distaste. Xavick glances over to you and brightens. "Are you ready to
Tolmara: Gaylord and Drenla trail behind the three fur traders.
AlexPetrovich99: ::looks to the others::
AlexPetrovich99: "Well guys, what do you say? Shall we?"
NeoGameBrain: "Yes, but the price has gone up. 15 silver a day."
NeoGameBrain: "If we're going anywhere near the Miir, we'll have more than
orcs to worry about.
Tolmara: "Deal. We'll take what we can get, even though we don't like the
RSwiftblade: ::looks at Jaroth with a bit of satisfaction::
AlexPetrovich99: :"Well then,now that that's settled.. let's gear up and go"
RSwiftblade: "Enjoy your stay at the inn, I hear you will be staying a
NeoGameBrain: "Yes, to Griffensmere."
Tolmara: Jeroth: "I own this place." He looks at you strangely.
NeoGameBrain: ::grabs Reiner:: "Let's not push our luck shall we?"
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Now what is it you wanted me to see? I've got time."
AlexPetrovich99: "Reiner..you confuse me sometimes"
AlexPetrovich99: "ssh.. don't tip our hat "
RSwiftblade: "And may you own it for a long time. The question has been been
settled. Have a good day"
NeoGameBrain: "Nothing. It no longer matters."
RSwiftblade: "Do we leave now?"
Tolmara: Jeroth: "Oh? All right, humans vex me all the time. Always
impatient, never content to slow down."
RSwiftblade: ((gotta go))
Tolmara: "Tonazk! I'll be done with breakfast in a minute. Don't lose
before I join you, you no good son of a three-legged goat!"
Tolmara: (ok, on this note, closing the log)