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(1772) DM: Anyone need a recap?
(1774) Olbernath: (( A brief one maybe. And
very brief summaries of the character descriptions. For instane, Olbernath =
red-haired gnomish gentleman ))
(1773) Garun: (( Garun = hooded knife
throwing human misfit ))
(1772) DM: (Murder in a locked room. Mysterious
magic. A gate to elsewhere.)
Fildin Wildstrider: (( Fildin is a black haired
halfling with a vibrantly colored cloak ))
(1774) Olbernath: ( I think when we ended,
Olbernath was just preparing to open up the chest and climb in )
(1772) DM: ** (1970) Garun watches as a map
drops to the ground as the scroll case is open..."Um, guys, I think I
found the map of our Pirate" **
** Fildin looks over to Garun. "Let's see it." **
(2057) Olbernath: "So... what shall I tell the watch? That the cleric was
murdered by pirates from another dimension?"
** (1970) Garun kneels before it, cautiously not touching it and looks up to
the painting, addressing it directly, "How do we ease this sailor?"
** (1970) Garun seems to ignore the other as he gazes the map **
** Fildin goes over to Rusty. "Was there anything special in the
Rusty: "Clean towels."
Fildin: "Wow, that's not really that special."
** (1970) Garun stands up and moves to the portrait, "What is on the Moon
Isle Atoll, who is it meant for?" **
(1970) Garun: "Who is Marsember?" he loudly exclaims
** Rusty shrugs, and dust falls off of his sleeves, "All there was."
(2057) Olbernath: "So... what're we goin' ta do 'bout this green light
(1970) Garun: "Who is the 'Lurker in the Shadows'?"
** (2057) Olbernath turns, "Who? Where, ya mean. I'm from Marsember."
(1964) Amreth Verkul: "Marsemember isn't a who, it's a where.."
** (1970) Garun turns to look to him, away from the Portrait...his jaw drops,
"Well then....I suppose that map is...well, it's yours," he exclaims
taking three backward steps towards the door **
(1964) Amreth Verkul: "And where, is on the coast south of here, just east
(2057) Olbernath: "Moon Isle Atoll is an island about 20 leagues to the
southest o' Marsember. In the sea
of Fallen Stars."
** (1970) Garun points to the map on the ground, "Enjoy, then he who is
from Marsember" **
(2057) Olbernath: "An I heard o' the Gindstaff an' the Conundrum... I
think they both belong ta the Notorious pirate Nbod the Mad."
** Fildin looks back to the chest. "Atoll, seawater, waves." **
(2057) Olbernath: "Pillaged several seacoastal towns in Sembia, an' also
eastern Cormyr, so I heard."
(1970) Garun: "The singing cliffs?"
Rusty: "An' the shovel an' torches uses be obvious."
Fildin: "That must be where that portal leads then."
** (2057) Olbernath continues to go on about his pirate lore, "Known as
the Sourge o' the Sea, he crossed paths with an elder green dragon, an'
vanished 'bout 25 ta 30 years ago, ne'er ta be seen again." **
** (1970) Garun continues to back up until he is standing beside Amreth, and to
him he whispers, "This was a big...huge mistake to walk up here." **
Fildin: "You know, I've never been to the sea before."
** (2057) Olbernath smirks, "I suggest goin' by foot, instead o' glowin'
Fildin: "But what fun is that?"
Rusty: "Can' f'rget the murderrer"
** (2057) Olbernath to Fildin, "Well, do as ye please... but I'll bet ye
two gold lions ye'll come ta regret it." **
Fildin: "Oh yeah, the murder." He looks to Garun "Well you were
talking to the painting, does it have anything to say about the dead elf
** (1970) Garun stands in awe, wishing he had never discovered the hidden cloth
in the painting **
** (1970) Garun just shakes his head with an obvious nod of no **
Fildin: "Well one thing at a time I guess huh, that's what Camden tried to teach
** Fildin closes the sea chest lid. **
** (1970) Garun looks over to Amreth and whispers again, "Want to make a
run for it?" **
** Fildin leans against the chest for a moment, thinking. **
** (2057) Olbernath to Fildin, "I must admit, I'm curious as to what lies
on the other side o' that chest." **
** (1964) Amreth Verkul gives Garun a look of mock incredulity, "Run for
it? Surely you jest! Wouldn't you much rather jump into light inside that chest,
and get sucked right down into the bowels oft he abyss?" **
** Fildin cracks the chest open again to see if the light is still pouring out.
(1970) Garun: "Surely, we must, but not before we stab one another to near
(1963) DM: (ok, stopping)
Rusty: "I'd like ta find who killed tha' elf." :gulps: "How'd he
be done in?"
(2057) Olbernath: "Ye know what? Let the courage of gnomes never be
doubted. I don't think the password of a famed pirate ship would lead to the
Abyss... and I'm willin' ta wager me life on it." Olbernath swings one leg
up over the side of the chest. Under his breath, he offers quick prayers to
both Tymora and Garl Glittergold.
** Fildin lets the chest close again. **
Fildin Wildstrider: (( so to clarify, we stopped
before olbernath tried to jump in, right? ))
** (1774) Olbernath lifts up the lid of the chest,
already lifting one foot to place himself inside... **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Hold on. Don't forget
(1774) Olbernath: "Oh, I remember
** (1773) Garun watches as Olbernath moves to get in
and holds his tongue **
Fildin Wildstrider: "But the killer didn't
go this way."
(1774) Olbernath: "Are ye quite sure o'
Fildin Wildstrider: "Yeah. The cloth used
to open the gate was still hidden in the painting."
** (1773) Garun can't help but think how crazy it
seems to jump so half-heartedly into an unknown portal...especially under these
Rusty: "If we be sure he was done in by
the ghost, his possessions ha' some link to it. Elsewise, I heard 'im run
** (1774) Olbernath shrugs, "I'd imagine whoever
used the portal has his own means of opening the portal." **
(1772) DM: ((yes, precisely))
Fildin Wildstrider: "Hmm, could be."
(1774) Olbernath: (( is the portal still open?
(1772) DM: ((yes...))
** (1774) Olbernath puts both feet into the chest,
"Well, I can't help but take a peek." **
** (1773) Garun continues to stand in the door,
wondering why he wouldn't just make the first break for the exit that he
could...if only the puzzle before him didn't hold him tight **
** (1774) Olbernath carefully prepares to climb down
the rope ladder.. **
** (1773) Garun moves to put his hand out to say
stop, but remembers that he doesn't even know the little man **
Rusty: "An' the window was closed when I
came in. If there ain't no other way out... He'd ahadta." :indicates the
** Fildin Wildstrider just shrugs. **
(1773) Garun: "And what do you want to
do when you find him...how is this your claim, what stack do you have in his
Fildin Wildstrider: "The guards put him in
charge of finding the murderer."
** (1774) Olbernath shrugs, "Well... I really
just want to see firsthand where this goes... I don't know about apprehending
** Rusty looks down at his feet and thinks a bit
before answering, "Jus' seems ta be right, I s'pose." **
** (1774) Olbernath smirks, "I'll give your
regards to Nbod." **
** (1773) Garun looks to Fildin and then back to
Olbernath, "I didn't know that..." and then whispering under his
breathe, "I should have stayed downstairs" With another look he then
asks, "And if you find trouble?" **
(1774) Olbernath: "Well... I don' know.
I'll try ta avoid it... but Nbod vanished a long time ago, an' was said to have
lots o' treasure."
(1774) Olbernath: "Perhaps this is a
portal to some secret stash!"
** Fildin Wildstrider thinks for a couple seconds. **
Rusty: "Seems ta me we got trouble
(1774) Olbernath: "If ye care to share in
the trouble, ye may share in the gold."
Fildin Wildstrider: "So, Olbernath - you
believe that the murderer went that way, yes?
(1774) Olbernath: "Quite likely!"
(1773) Garun: "I just don't want to be
lost in a strange land, I am not wholely prepared to adventure on this
Fildin Wildstrider: "Then get moving. I
can't follow while you sit on the chest like that."
(1791) No Name (enter): 21:06
** (1774) Olbernath grins impishly, "Too
true!" Olbernath begins to climb down into the opened chest. **
(1774) Olbernath: (( entering the portal ))
Rusty: "Off on a ghost hunt we're agoing
then? I'd best grab me pack."
Fildin Wildstrider: "Where is you sense of
adventure? That's the thing about most of you tall-folk. You have many great
adventurers, but you don't seem to know how to find the adventure in the
moment." Fildin smiles wide. "And this is a great adventure ahead of
(1792) Yazut (enter): 21:07
(1772) DM: ((I have a rule that says the PC is
not present if the player is not present))
Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (1792)
** Rusty hurries downstairs and lugs a pack from
under his chair. **
(1772) DM: ((I refuse to run PCs as NPCs,
(1793) No Name (enter): 21:08
** Fildin Wildstrider pulls out his longhorn and
starts playing a lively tune, full of the sense of moving on and away. **
(1791) No Name (exit): 21:08
Fildin Wildstrider: Perform (longhorn): [1d20+10] -> [11,10] = (21)
** (1773) Garun looks to Armeth, and then to Fildin,
"Does it bother you that he smiles toward us as he says 'us'" **
whispering to Olbernath, if no one else follows
you, you and I need to conduct our business by whisper. setting up whispers
because tabbed whispers is still broken
** Fildin Wildstrider cuts the tune short once he
sees Olbernath disappear from view. "And away I go. Come on with us, we
shall have a grand time." **
** Fildin Wildstrider steps over the edge of the
chest and follows Olbernath on down the ladder. **
** (1773) Garun looks to Amreth and whispers,
"Although I am not prepared for an adventure, it would at least hide me
from anyone that is out to get me...it would give me comfort, maybe." **
(1772) DM: ((15 min please, mapping))
** (1773) Garun can't help but eye the green glow as
Fildin moves down the ladder **
(1762) Jax (enter): 21:12
(1762) Jax (exit): 21:13
** Rusty takes his time climbing back up the stairs.
** (1792) Amreth stands hands folding over his chest,
looking on with a measure of incredulity, "I don't think anyone could ever
be properly prepared to do what we're doing here," he says, nodding at the
chest, "Frankly, I think you're all quite mad." **
** (1773) Garun looks at Rusty, "What is your
name sir," he says to the man? **
(1772) DM: Your newfound companions disappear
through the mysterious green gate.
Rusty: "Proply me name's Rustle Ravenhair.
Mostly just called Rusty. Whichever ya like."
(1773) Garun: "And what do you
think...are you actually going down there?"
** (1773) Garun speaks, and then interrupts himself,
"I am Garun..Garun Eyrian of...of nowhere really." **
(1772) DM: (each hex = 100 feet)
Rusty: "Ya sound like ya ain't wantin' ta.
Of course I am. Me ma won't be so mad if I come back with this pirate's
(1773) Garun: "I think this portal is
more trouble and will be more than you all lseem to be expecting..."
Rusty: "Part a the fun is not knowing what
it'll be. Ya don't want to be left wonderin' yer whole life do ya?"
(1792) Amreth: "Your
** (1773) Garun looks to Rusty, undecided as to his
** (1773) Garun checks his thigh guards and his hip
pocket, assuring that the little he still owes is on him presently **
Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (1793)
** (1792) Amreth balks, "Don't look at me."
** Rusty walks up to the edge of the box and looks
down into the depths. **
** (1773) Garun looks to Rusty and then to Amreth,
"I am in if you are" **
** Rusty begins to climb into the box and pauses to
yell back just before he disappears from view, "Come on and follow me into
this box soon or you'll be left behind." He then completes his descent. **
** (1773) Garun watches him fade into nothingness and
shakes his head with worry **
(1774) Olbernath: Search: Check : [1d20+4] -> [11,4] = (15)
** (1792) Amreth glances to Rusty, then back down at
the portal, "Let him go first. As the faithful of Tymora say, 'Fortune
favors the bold' - On the other hand, I say 'Death favors the foolish.'
Hopefully, Death has had its fill," he says, gesturing towards the portal,
"After you." **
(1772) DM: ((because 3 PCs are now in the gate,
I'll be typing out the descriptions in the main window))
** (1773) Garun smiles to the old friend,
"Together you said. Ok." As he moves to the portal and grabs the
handle of the ladder **
(1772) DM: You find yourself dangling above a
beach with warm waves lapping below your feet. Somewhere to the west, beyond
the shadow of a palm forest that skirts the beach, a strange drum is pounding,
filling the dusk with its sound and speaking of barbaric rituals held under the
protective cover of darkness. Some distance to the south, you notice a large
mass of dark objects lying just out of reach of the waves. they might be boats,
or they might be large animals of some sort, perhaps sea monsters, that have
been drawn from the water by the sound of the drum. The sun sinks below the western
horizon and darkness falls quickly in this place. A multitude of stars wink to
life in the indigo sky. You can see a rectangle of green light floating 12'
above you. Fildin and Olbernath are here.
** (1774) Olbernath looks up from where he kneels looking
for footprints. He looks up and waves to you! **
(1772) DM: Garun plops into view a minute
** (1784) Donovan About a minute after Rusty entered
the portal, a large black bird wings down from the rafters of the common room,
banks up the stairwell, and dives down into the glowing portal. **
** Fildin Wildstrider smiles when he sees the other
three also show up in the new land. "So the call of adventuring was enough
after all. Welcome." he says softly. **
** (1792) Amreth slips a dagger from a glove, and
places it between his teeth, "Hellvs," he mumbles, slips a leg over
into the portal, feeling around for the ladder, and when found, begins his
(1773) Garun: "I guess I will figure it
out when I get on the other side...see you soon," he says as he begins to
climb down the ladder
(1772) DM: ...followed by Rusty and Amreth
(1804) Kraig (enter): 21:42
(1774) Olbernath: "Hello all. Try not to
stomp around too much. Fildin and I are looking for tracks."
** (1792) Amreth glances down as he emerges on the
other side, dangling above the sand, and lets himself drop down with a humph,
"If that's what you'd like to call it," he says, glancing around to
get his bearings. **
** (1773) Garun stops on the ladder for a moment as
he sees the completely seperate surrounding about he. "I have escaped for
now. Perhaps a few more friends wouldn't hurt" he mumbles as he sees
Olbernath waving like a happy guy **
** (1773) Garun looks to the guys, "Well,
perhaps proper introduction are in order. I am Garun Eyrian" **
** (1773) Garun looks to Fildin and Olbernath still
unaware of who they are and waiting for them to respond. **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Well met. I am known
as Fildin Wildstrider, musician _and_ naturalist."
** (1774) Olbernath smiles, "Well met again,
Garun. Me name's Olbernath Barrelstone, an' I've been asked to find out who
murdered that golden haired elf." **
(1774) Olbernath: "I must admit, this is
not the direction I foresaw this investigation going!"
** (1773) Garun gives a slight nod to them both and
responds to Olbernath, "Well, since I helped start all this portal, I will
help as much as I can." **
** (1774) Olbernath taps Fildin on the shoulder,
"Lookee here!" He points to a large group of tracks leading away fro
the beach to the northeast. **
Fildin Wildstrider: "That's all we can ask
- each person does what they can."
** Rusty stands near the rope ladder looking around
at the jungle forest and answers for the short ones, "Me name's Rustle
Ravenhair, though mustly just called Rusty." **
(1804) Kraig (exit): 21:46
** (1773) Garun moves to see what the commotion is
about, tensing up as he eyes the large group of tracks **
Joryn: A dwarf appears from thin air, his jaw
slightly open as he climbs down the ladder. He steps onto the ground and looks
at the others, and seems to recollect his wits. "Hail" he says in a
somewhat distracted tone.
(1774) Olbernath: "Aye, yer tha one who
busted tha door an' started this whole business. Well, I hope yer as good at
bashing savages as you are at doors, Rusty!"
Rusty: "I gotta admit, this ain't where I
saw meself going this mornin' neither."
(1772) DM: (should mention that the ladder
doesn't extend through the gate. when you entered the gate, you dropped down to
a sandy beach, 12' below)
** Fildin Wildstrider chuckles at Olbernath.
"You wanted into that room as much as I did." **
** (1774) Olbernath smiles, "Mmm... perhaps...
but there's something to be said for restraint." He smirks. **
Rusty: "Ah, never been much good at
bashin' anythin' really. Musta been a old door."
** (1773) Garun turns quickly moving to his side
instinctively as the Dwarf stands to his feet **
Joryn: ((Oh... well, and an "oof" in
(1774) Olbernath: "So fellows! What shall
we do? Do we risk following these tracks?"
(1774) Olbernath: "We may find more
murderers than we know what to do with."
** (1773) Garun looks around for anything else that
might catch his eye **
Fildin Wildstrider: "So, Rusty and Garun.
And what shall we call you two?"
** Fildin Wildstrider looks to Amreth and the dwarf
as he asks. **
** (1792) Amreth slips the dagger back into his
glove, and stands upright, walking after the gnome, "You have your choice
of doing that, wandering aimlessly, or," he says, pointing up twelve foot
above them, "Try and jump for the portal. Doubt you'll have much success
at the latter." **
Fildin Wildstrider: "I'd like to check out
that drummer, but perhaps we should finish what we started with first."
Rusty: "Be they big, heavy, an' recent
theys probably who we're after."
(1774) Olbernath: "Well, let's be careful.
I said this once, but you tall folks tend to miss what's said by folks standin'
under ye. This island was likely tha hideout o' Nbold the Mad."
(1774) Olbernath: "He went missin' a long
time ago, after gettin' tangled up with a green dragon. That's what they say,
(1773) Garun: "Can you tell me a bit
about Nbold the Mad, before I venture to my own doom"
Joryn: "You think the elf was killed by this
** (1773) Garun waits hoping for more than that **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Oh yes, a story!"
** (1774) Olbernath to Joryn, "He disappeared a
long time ago. I don' know why he'd come outta retirement just ta kill an
(1774) Olbernath: "Anyhow, he was a famed
(1774) Olbernath: "Pillaged several
coastal towns in Sembia, an' in Cormyr too they say."
(1774) Olbernath: "Owned the Grindstaff
an' the Conundrum. Them were his two ships."
(1774) Olbernath: "Known as the scourge o'
** Rusty's face lights up, under the dirt, at the
mention of a story and plops down to have a seat on the beach and listen. **
(1774) Olbernath: "This is probably tha
Moon Isle Atoll, 'bout twenty leagues ta the southeast o' Marsember, in the Sea
o' Fallen Stars."
** (1773) Garun watches his as he speaks, his head
constantly moving on its swivel at his environment **
** Fildin Wildstrider pulls out his longhorn and
plays a little mood music very softly in the background while Olbernath tells
his tale. **
(1774) Olbernath: "It's known for privates
and privateers from the Westgate and the Pirate Isles."
(1774) Olbernath: "Anyhow, they say that
ol' Nbod the mad finally got his 'bout thirty years ago, when he went up
'gainst an enormous Green Dragon!"
(1792) Amreth: "Well, that's just
(1774) Olbernath: "Course, nobody ever
tol' stories 'bout secret portals."
** Fildin Wildstrider plays the sounds of craching
waves against ship hulls, the pirates' battle cries, and throws in touches of
inspiration from the land they stand on, underneath the starry sky. **
** (1774) Olbernath grins and nods to Fildin, in
appreciation of his accompanyment. **
Joryn: "And what exactly leads you to
think that this character is involved? If he disappeared thirty years ago...?"
(1773) Garun: "Well, let's hope it
isn't that such dragon we are in search of"
** (1774) Olbernath to Joryn, "Don' ye remember
what the password was ta open up that portal?" **
(1774) Olbernath: "An' that picture on the
wall... that was probably Nbod himself."
(1773) Garun: "Conundrum," he says
aloud wondering if the dwarf would have read that
Rusty: "The room, the puzzle, and tha'
portal," :points up above: "opened up ta 'conundrum'"
Joryn: "I see. And what does this have to
do with the Nbod?"
Joryn: ((*the = this))
** (1774) Olbernath arches an eyebrow and tugs on his
goatee with frustration, "What does- ain' ye been listenin'? How could it
mean anythin' else?" **
** (1773) Garun looks to the dwarf, and then to
(1774) Olbernath: "It all comes together
too clean ta mean anythin' else!"
** (1773) Garun smiles and laughes, "Enough with
story time, the sand is hot, lets get moving" **
** Joryn nods at Garun's suggestion.
** Fildin Wildstrider puts down the longhorn since
storytime is over. "A wonderful suggestion Garun." **
Joryn: ((Just to clarify, Joryn came in late.
He wasn't around when you were doing all the gear with the painting...))
** (1774) Olbernath to Garun, "D'ye still 'ave
that parchment where ye foun' the password?" **
** (1773) Garun begins moving, removing the short bow
halfway hidden beneath his cloak and holding it in a dangling right hand **
** Rusty stands up and stretches as well, "Fine
** Fildin Wildstrider moves with Garun, ready to see
what lays around the next corner. **
** (1773) Garun reaches into his pouch and looks back
to Olbernath, "I only had room for the compass with its word and the
map," he hands both to the gnome **
(1774) Olbernath: Olbernath grins with
enthusiasm as he takes the map and compass, "Wonderful!"
(1773) Garun: "And I know I handed
someone the beads in the brass box...as for the sextant, unless Joryn took
it," he looks to him in wonder, and then back to Olbernath, it is lost for
(1813) Jack (enter): 22:06
** (1774) Olbernath follows after Fildin and Garun,
he eyes glued to the map, scrutinizing it for any clues it might still hold. **
** (1773) Garun looks to Fildin and back towards
Amreth, wondering why he doesn't move up. His eyes return to the halfling and
he smiles, "A return good tune you carry Fildin" **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Thank you kind sir. I
spent a few years working on this particular instrument, but now it is by far
(1773) Garun: "What else do you play?
For you make it sounds like you didn't do it this as a first thing."
** Rusty reaches behind his back to his backpack
under his cloak and eventually pulls out a weapon of his own, a light crossbow,
as he follows Garun and Fildin. A moment later he digs around again and
produces a quiver which he hangs on his belt. **
(1813) Jack (exit): 22:12
Fildin Wildstrider: "Why the tantan of
course - as any halfling would. But during my family's travels we came across
an elf playing an instrument such as this one. I immediately fell in love with
its sound. That is why I had to live in Arabel for so many years, to learn how
to play it."
** (1774) Olbernath tugs on Garun's shirt to get his
attention, then to both he and Fildin, "There seems ta be some sort o' village
'ere... leastways, the remains o' one" He points to an area represented on
the map above as '6' **
** (1773) Garun notices the man arming himself behind
him, and looks back with a smile, tipping his bow toward him **
** (1773) Garun looks down, a bit surprised for a
person who is always so observant, and responds, "Well, that is the way we
we shall go, does that map show any trouble we might encounter?" he jests
Fildin Wildstrider: "Oh, seaside village.
** (1773) Garun then looks back sharply for Amreth
having missed his absence before...his eyes pace the horizon anxiously. **
** (1774) Olbernath smiles, "Aye. Let's take a
look at least, fore we go findin' the murderers." **
(1773) Garun: "Hold up, did you all see
where Amreth went?"
(1774) Olbernath: "Er... no. I was busy
studying the map."
Rusty: "Not me."
** Fildin Wildstrider stops as Garun does.
"Who?" ((since he never introduced himself.)) **
** (1774) Olbernath sighs, "We're ta solve a
murder an' we can't even keep track o' eachother." **
(1774) Olbernath: "Well, we're headin'
back the same way to reach the village. Let's dog our own footsteps, an' maybe
we'll see where he left us."
** Fildin Wildstrider nods. **
(1773) Garun: "The one I came down
with, and he can handle himself...just a bit confusing that he would have
left." the words together ring distinctly through his mind
(1772) DM: He doesn't seem to be anywhere...and
all seems quiet but for the drumming in the distance.
** (1774) Olbernath snorts, "No doubt thinks he
can find Nbod's gold himself. Well, let's shake a leg" **
** (1773) Garun tightens the grip on his bow and
moves as per Olbernath's direction back toward the village **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Ahh yes, I know which
** (1773) Garun eyes Fildin once again, asking
curiously, "Do you carry a weapon, just by chance?" **
** (1774) Olbernath continues to follow after Garun,
his eyes darting between the map and his surroundings. **
** Rusty follows back along their path without
** Fildin Wildstrider follows the group, admiring the
sights of the area. **
(1820) Translucent Wolf (enter): 22:22
(1820) Translucent Wolf (exit): 22:23
** Fildin Wildstrider falls back from Garun and
Olbernath slightly to walk with Rusty. **
** (1774) Olbernath arches a curious eyebrow,
"Say, Fildin. Know ye anythin' o' percussion? I grew up in a very musical
family, an' I heard tales o' folks who sent messages with drum beats. D'ye
think these may be that sort?" **
** (1773) Garun looks foward and begins moving a bit
faster in front of the group serching ahead as if normal **
** Fildin Wildstrider looks at Olbernath and thinks
for a moment. **
** (1774) Olbernath smirks, and taps his belly along
with the beat, "We're - out - of ale. Let's - go get - some more. An' -
some cheese - too." **
** (1773) Garun keeps a keen eye out for Amreth,
wondering where he would have run off to **
(1772) DM: The odor of roast pork wafts through
the palm forest...
** Fildin Wildstrider makes a quick slight nod to
Rusty before turning his attention to Olbernath. "It does sound like a
ritual music, not communication. More like a summons." **
** (1774) Olbernath mock grimaces, not liking the
sound of a 'summons' **
Rusty: "An invitation for us mayhap?"
Fildin Wildstrider: "I might have a better
idea if we were closer."
** Joryn sniffs the air. "D'ye smell that?"
** (1773) Garun begins to use the odor as a means of
direction still a bit in front the others **
** (1774) Olbernath whispers, "Careful... where
there's roast pork, there's folks roastin' pork." **
** (1773) Garun can't help but thinking that Amreth
could possibly smell like pork **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Mmm, that does smell
Joryn: "There're less subtle ways to send
an invitation than the smell of meat"
** Fildin Wildstrider continues to follow the path he
believes that Garun is taking. **
(1774) Olbernath: "Meself, I've always
been partial to a freshly baked loaf o' me Ma's sweetbread."
(1826) No Name (enter): 22:35
(1772) DM: Flickering light can be seen in the
Fildin Wildstrider: "Pork, sweetbread, its
all good to me."
(1774) Olbernath: "Well.... how d'ye want
ta handle this? We all gonna go bargin' in, or is one o' us gonna go sneak a
Joryn: "Be wary now. We could find
ourselves in a spot o' bother here".
(1772) DM: Through the trees. The drumming gets
louder and more insistent.
Fildin Wildstrider: "Barging in would be
bad most likely."
** Joryn loosens the straps holding the twin hammers
to his back. "Do any of ye think ye could sneak in there withou' bein'
Joryn: (Whispering, of course)
** Fildin Wildstrider smirks and whispers back.
"Of course." **
** (1774) Olbernath smiles, and whispers, "Well
Joryn: "Then go. Don' go in there, just
ge' a look at what's going on and get back here"
** Fildin Wildstrider crouches down, making himself
even smaller than usual. He moves off slowly into the shadowy areas, to try and
get a better picture of things. **
(1772) DM: Through the trees, you see moonlight
rippling on a wide, dark lagoon, but the night has been chased away by a large
fire over which roasts a sizeable pig.
** Rusty explains quietly, "I can' think of a
good excuse fer us ta be bargin' in, so's best ta be findin' what's what afore
we go knockin'." **
(1772) DM: Torches on tall poles are arranged
in a semicircle near the water. Within the boundary of the torchlight, you see
five men, wearing only hideous smiles, gesticulating wildly to the beat of a
(1669) ghaele (enter): 22:39
(1774) Olbernath: "Well... we got a world
o' excuses... but none o' them'll sound so good when we're on tha spot. I can
scarce believe it meself."
(1772) DM: Outside the circle of torches sits a
wizened old man clad in only a dirty loincloth, who pounds out a frenzied
rhythm on his drum. Surrounding him are six other figures bedecked in feathered
finery and seashelled bangles. Some of them wear shrunken heads strung about
their necks like pearls.
(1772) DM: Sprawled about on the sand near the
fire and gorging themselves on roasted pig, a score or more naked headhunters
intently watch the dance of the five warriors.
** Joryn waits tensely for Fildin to return and tell
them what's happening. **
(1835) Olbernath (enter): 22:47
** Fildin Wildstrider finally reappears from the
shadowy underbrush. **
** (1773) Garun comes moving behind the group at
nearly the same time Fildin pops out **
(1774) Olbernath (exit): 22:48
Fildin Wildstrider: "Looks like some large
primitive group. 1 1/2 to two score of them, trying to conjure something or
someone. Oh, and they appear to be headhunters. I suggest we go
Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (1835)
** (1835) Olbernath whispers loudly in surprise,
"Two score o' headhunters! Aye, elsewhere sounds 'bout right." **
(1773) Garun: "Damn, stole my advise,
though I think I can puncture that drum from here accurately and break up said
(1772) DM: As you wait and watch, the drum
reaches a frenzied crescendo. The five dancers fling their bodies about in the
most astounding feats of athleticism you have ever seen. Beyond them, the still
water of the lagoon begins to bubble and froth. The other headhunters move
closer to the water, perhaps to get a better look at what is rising there.
Joryn: "Far too many ta defea'. But if
they are conjurin' somethin', I don't like th' odds of it being good.
** (1835) Olbernath looks at Garun with raised
eyebrows, "Give us some distance from ye 'fore ye start doin' that!"
Fildin Wildstrider: "Do it silently and
without being seen. They look like they would be awfly upset if they found us
Rusty: "Thirty-five warriors and a ritual?
And a feast from tha' smell. Best not to be interupting and angerin' em."
** (1835) Olbernath to Joryn, "Well, here's yer
shot ta find out. Take a look..." **
(1773) Garun: "Hold up, something is
happening. They are moving to the water," he takes a few steps forward
(1772) DM: Suddenly chaos erupts. Huge black
tentacles shoot from the water, wrapping around two of the dancers and dragging
them screaming into the shadowy depths. Other tentacles sway high into the air
as if looking for targets.
(1772) DM: Most of the savages flee in terror,
leaving only a small knot of three warriors who brandish their spears and
refuse to give up. The old man ceases drumming and nimbly moves out of the
** (1773) Garun looks back to the group with fear in
his eyes, "Should I take it to save one of those poor headhunters...this
is crazy" **
(1773) Garun: ((how far away are we?))
** (1835) Olbernath quietly, without emotion,
"Ye know... let's go back an' try followin' them tracks again." **
(1772) DM: ((50'))
(1835) Olbernath: "This... ain' a good
place ta be."
Fildin Wildstrider: "They brought it up,
let them deal with it."
** (1835) Olbernath turns and follows his own advice.
Joryn: "Aye, but if tha' thing can leave
** Fildin Wildstrider slowly starts to back away,
still somewhat facinated by the large tentacles. **
** Joryn turns to leave regardless of his words.
"Le's go". **
Rusty: "Then we don' wanna be around to
** (1773) Garun pulls an arrow out of the quizar
hanging on his back and looks to the tenancle as it splashes about the warriors
** (1835) Olbernath tugs on Garun's shirt, "Don
do it!" **
** Joryn catches Garun's arm. "Wha're
Joryn: ((*Wha're ye daft?))
** (1773) Garun takes a few steps back and stops
immediately around 60ft. "I have a clean shot, a little arch and a shot to
the water, what harm could it do?" **
(1835) Olbernath: "I'll stab ye! Get
Joryn: "It could let it know we're
** Rusty spins away from the the firelight and
retreats, cloak flapping behind him in his haste. **
** Joryn graps the man's hand and drags him along
behind him. **
** (1773) Garun squints eyeing the great beast in his
keen sights and pulls the arrow from its notched position, returning it quickly
to his quiver, and turns to move at Joryn's forceful request **
** Fildin Wildstrider moves with the others, finally
turning away from the scene - just getting away. **
(1772) DM: ((so Joryn is fleeing the scene?))
** (1773) Garun moves quickly as he looks back to the
monster, making haste to run afront the others **
(1772) DM: The old man moves to the doorway of
a small hut in the rear of the clearing. No sooner than he moves away do the
other tentacles grab the three remaining warriors, dragging them to their
(1835) Olbernath: "That was tha biggest
octopus I ever seen. Fact, most I seen ain' much bigger 'an a foot er so."
** (1773) Garun digs his feet in the sand turning
back to halt the others. "The old man fleed safely," he says trying
to spot the site from a far **
Fildin Wildstrider: "And your point is
what? I doubt that he will try again after losing his dancers."
(1835) Olbernath: "He didn' seem too upset
or scared ta me."
** (1773) Garun looks to Fildin, "Well, we could
follow the steps or wait for the splashing to subside to confront the solitude
of the old one" **
** (1835) Olbernath holds up his hands, "Listen.
Let's just forget 'bout that octopus, an' keep out o' the water." **
** (1773) Garun looks to Filden, "And you keep
you drums at bay" **
** Rusty is shaking quietly when you catch up to him.
He looks back at the others and says with a mix of awe and terror, "That
was the hugest octopus I ever seen." **
(1835) Olbernath: "In the meantime, let's
go follow them tracks we found"
Fildin Wildstrider: "Don't forget a number
of the headhunters ran immediatelly. I doubt the old man will be alone."
** (1835) Olbernath shakes his head, "What old
man? What headhunters? Let's head north an' find the murderers." **
Fildin Wildstrider: "Not a problem
Fildin Wildstrider: "What about the
(1772) DM: ((not sure if one of you got my
comment, but the tracks swerved to the NW and entered the clearing.))
** (1835) Olbernath shakes his head, "What
village? I don't remember any village?" **
Joryn: "I doub' it were just an octopus.
Who makes a ritual to summon a big animal?"
(1772) DM: ((in other words, the tracks were
made by the headhunters...))
** (1773) Garun turns and begins to move, "It
isn't going anywhere, might as well walk with the tracks, I saw them swerve in
that direction into a clearing before we turned around" **
(1773) Garun: ((ahh, erase that))
(1835) Olbernath: "Well, let's go in the
other direction for now."
(1773) Garun: "So are we going away
from the tracks, since they are probably the headhunters"
Rusty: "We could look where they came
Fildin Wildstrider: "Well, I don't want to
mess with those headhunters."
** (1835) Olbernath nods with Fildin. **
(1835) Olbernath: "I don' know if the rest
o' ye are seasoned warriors who can take down a score o' headhunters... but I
** Joryn stops. "Aye... Maybe we should head
back... Most of 'em're dead now. We'd just need ta avoid the beastie... If
tha'll lead ta more information..." **
** (1792) Amreth slinks up near Garun, then springs
from behind a tree, wrapping his arms around him, "Gruuuuaaaagh!" **
** (1792) Amreth is teh best sneak. **
(1669) ghaele (exit): 23:10
** Rusty looks about, startled by Amreth's shout.
"Who? Where?" **
(1772) DM: ((so where to now?))
** (1773) Garun doesn't hear the man as he jumps
around him. Garun drops his bow in anticipation, "Damn it...that was a
good one. Like we are still 10 years old. Damn!" he says as he bends down
to pick up his bow **
** Fildin raises an eyebrow at the male humans'
interaction. "Tall-folk." he mutters as he shakes his head. **
(1773) Garun: "Where have you
** (1792) Amreth lets go just as quickly as he
grabbed hold, and gives Garun a shove, not to push him down, but to push
himself away, "Damned, but that was a sight! No?" **
** (1835) Olbernath winces, "If we're gonna be
shoutin', let's put some footsteps between us an' the village." **
(1773) Garun: "I remember you dad
muttering stories about a huge octopus, never thought I would actually see
(1835) Olbernath: "Pirates are one thing.
They might be reasoned with. But headhunters who summon and are eaten by giant
** Joryn stares at the pair. "Daft..." he
mutters. "Whadd're we doin'? Goin' back before they've had tha chance ta
regroup, or keep goin' this way, put some space between us?" **
** (1792) Amreth gives a hoarse chuckle in response,
"Heh heh," and wipes his brow, "Yeah, and I saw you nockin' that
arrow at it, what in the abyss were you thinkin'?" **
** Fildin keeps on walkng towards the village
location on the map. **
** (1835) Olbernath mutters to himself, obviously
unsettled by the octopus and headhunters. **
(1773) Garun: "Remember that old hag's
parrot back in the day, never got caught back then for clipping its wing, and
it was one hell of a shot."
** (1792) Amreth glances down at the dwarf, "Why
the hell would we go back there? I reckon' they'll just be after our heads for
trophies, and our guts for a feast." **
** Rusty follows Fildin, but winces silently as he
hears Garun's recounting. **
** (1773) Garun looks toward Fildin and grabs
Amreth's arm as they start to follow, "I know you don't have a better
suggestion, you sneak" **
(1792) Amreth: "Garun, don't know if
it's registered or not, but that wasn't a parrot, and those weren't toothless
(1792) Amreth: "Oh, I certainly
Fildin: (( well maybe that is.. Were the
headhunters at the spot where the map indicated a village? ))
** (1773) Garun smiles and continues, "Do
(1847) Seruvontes (enter): 23:17
** (1792) Amreth gestures back the way they'd come,
"Think we can get you up on my shoulders, and that hin there," he
says, gesturing at one of the short ones, "On top of yours, so he can toss
up a rope down?" **
(1792) Amreth: ((toss us*))
** (1773) Garun looks to Amreth, "about twelve
feet up, I think we would have to leave a few of us here." **
(1847) Seruvontes (exit): 23:18
(1792) Amreth: "Hence the idea of the
hin lowering us all a rope."
(1772) DM: ((yes))
Fildin: (( ahh, misunderstood that. Ok, then
Fildin is just walking back the way they had come right now. ))
(1773) Garun: "Don't you think it that was
the case the ladder would still be hanging...I don't think the portal works
that way at all"
** Rusty half turns to shoot down the idea,
"We'll not be goin' back so soon. At least give me ma a day to
worry," and grins broadly at Amreth. **
** (1792) Amreth shrugs, "Could be, or it could
be it just isn't quite long enough to reach. Just an idea regardless. We have
to start thinking on how we're going to get fof this damned island before the
sun comes up, and those skinners locate our tracks and come huntin'." **
** Fildin starts to play a upbeat song to match the
walking, but keeps it soft enough so that it is background noise, even to those
not talking. **
(1835) Olbernath: "We could try ta sneak
past the village."
(1772) Voice: I could help you with that.
(1835) Olbernath: "Eh?"
** Fildin stops playing at the sound of the new
voice, in mid note. **
** Joryn spins around at the voice. "Who's
there?" he demands. **
** (1792) Amreth narrows his eyes, lowers his hands
to his hips to slips both blades free of their sheathes, "And who the hell
might you be?" **
(1772) DM: The voice chuckles softly.
(1772) Voice: Someone who knows how to leave
** (1835) Olbernath glances at Amreth, as if to
suggest more courtesy to unknown voices. **
(1792) Amreth: "I'm not of a mind to
play games with you, whoever you are. Speak plainly."
** Joryn takes the hammers from his back. "Show
** (1773) Garun looks for the source of the voice **
(1772) DM: A snort.
** (1773) Garun scours the landscape for the sound of
the voice, his bow held firmly in his hand **
** Fildin puts his longhorn down. "So soon?
We've barely seen 50 feet of this place." **
(1772) Voice: Very well.
** Rusty points his crossbow to the ground and asks,
"Know anythin' else? I'm not mindin' ta leave jus' yet." **
(1772) DM: The old man from the beach appears,
floating slightly above the ground in front of you.
(1773) Garun: "Looks like he is coming
to us, much easier"
** (1792) Amreth ignores the protests of the others,
eyeing the old man, "That figures." **
** Joryn takes a few steps from the man. "Good.
Greetings, stranger" **
Fildin: "Ahh, the drummer. Looks like you
picked up a few more things than just primitive spellcasting."
** (1835) Olbernath gives the old man a nervous wave,
"Er... well met. Me name's Olbernath Barrelstone." **
** (1835) Olbernath adds, "Ye know, gnome
heads're so small as they are, there really ain' much point in shrinkin'
** (1773) Garun stands quietly, waiting to hear the old
man explain before introducing himself so casually **
** Fildin seems to makes his comment with no
undertones, just as if one was stating a well-known fact. **
** Old man chuckles softly. "I've...seen many
things in my time." **
** Rusty looks the man up and down noting his
floating and welcomes him to the open space, "Welcome, though, I s'pose
we're the guests round 'ere." **
** Joryn glances at Olbernath, then turns his
attention back to the old man. "Can I ask what tha' doin's by thebeach
were about? **
(1772) Old man: The name's Kaylin. Kaylin of
Marsember. And well met.
** Fildin slowly moves around the man, looking at the
ground where he is floating. "I gotta learn to do that someday." he
mutters to himself. **
(1772) Kaylin: It was a rite of passage.
** (1773) Garun thinks to himself, 'death is some
Joryn: "Where folks got eaten by some
** (1792) Amreth chews the incisde of his cheek,
considering their situation carefully-he glances over each shoulder behind
their position. **
(1772) Kaylin: They wanted me to summon the
Lurker. They believe that if the all-knowing sea favored them, that the sea
would show her bounty. But if the goddess were displeased, then she would send
forth the Lurker.
** Kaylin shrugs. "And you saw what
Fildin: "So, if I may ask, who are you that
they called on you to do this?"
(1835) Olbernath: "Who are they?"
(1772) Kaylin: They're natives of islands in
the sea out there. (gestures behind him)
(1772) Kaylin: Someone who's lived on this
atoll for a very long time. You ask a lot of questions.
(1772) Kaylin: So you want to leave here.
Well...I could tell you how...for a price.
(1792) Amreth: "There are a lot to ask,
but you mentioned you knew a way off this island. Care to elaborate on
Fildin: "And here I thought they was my
first one." Fildin responds with a warm smile.
(1835) Olbernath: "Heh. Well, when you go
through a chest in a tavern onto a pirate island an' see headhunters summon a
giant octopus, ye tend ta wonder 'bout a few things."
Fildin: (( *they = that ))
Joryn: "What kind of price?"
** Kaylin thinks a moment. "You don't look like
much. Probably not worth it, it might lead you to your deaths." **
(1849) Vermin Lord (enter): 23:35
Fildin: "Sounds like an adventure to
** (1773) Garun can't help but feel at complete
unrest around this floating man **
(1849) Vermin Lord (exit): 23:35
Joryn: "Well we don't want an adventure,
we want to find what happened to the elf".
(1772) Kaylin: What elf?
(1773) Garun: "Some of us just want a
way back" he says looking to Amreth
(1835) Olbernath: "Well, since ye seem ta
know how ta get out, ye must know where *out* is. We found a dead cleric o'
Mystra. An' elf."
** Joryn looks back at Kaylin. He's said too much.
(1835) Olbernath: "He was in a tavern, an'
we stumbled through a magic portal to this island."
Fildin: "Don't want an adventure? Then why
in the nine hells did you enter a glowing gate chest?"
(1792) Amreth: "Greed?"
(1772) Kaylin: I was once a friend of a captain
named Nbod. In fact, I was his first mate.
(1773) Garun: "I think my answer is
Fildin: "Hmm, makes sense. But it's hard to
get money without adventure."
(1772) Kaylin: But I grew tired of murder and
pillage, so when his ship, the Solaris, wrecked on a reef on the west side of
this atoll, I decided to stay behind while his mates built canoes and escaped.
(1835) Olbernath: "So he wasn' killed by a
(1772) Kaylin: Nbod made good his escape but
would visit the atoll many more times in the years to come.
(1772) Kaylin: Well, that's a ways away.
(1792) Amreth: "To hell with this
fool's idea of 'adventure' - If that's what you want, then by all means, go
trudge through death and hell for your thrills. I just want a cut of whatever
we find at the end."
(1772) Kaylin: One day, several years ago, he
showed up and asked to borrow my canoe so he could reach a sea cave beneath the
Singing Cliffs on the other side of the atoll.
Joryn: (Muttering) "Nice ta hear we've all
go' good motives fer bein' here..."
** (1835) Olbernath tries to shush Amreth with a
waive of his hand, keeping his atention on Kaylin. **
(1772) Kaylin: Apparently, he hid a good bit of
money in a sea cave, but a gate set at that location failed to work properly. I
went along to help him remove the treasure but as we approached the cave,
something attacked the canoe. Nbod fell overboard and never resurfaced.
** Fildin simply turns his full attention to Kaylin
as the man tells his tale. **
(1773) Garun: "And you, how does only
one person fall overboard"
(1772) Kaylin: I fled for my life and as I was
looking over my shoulder, what should emerge from the cave but a green dragon.
** (1835) Olbernath listens with wide eyes to the
story of treasure... **
** (1773) Garun nods as it is explained **
** Rusty takes a seat to listen to the story. **
** Rusty gestures at the ground beneath Kaylin as if
that's all the explanation needed for why only one person fell overboard. **
** (1792) Amreth glances at Garun, then back at
floating Kaylin, thinking the answer to his question quite obvious. **
** Kaylin shrugs. "Believe me or not, but as the
sea is my witness, that's the truth." **
(1835) Olbernath: "So... ye want us ta
slay a huge green dragon?"
(1835) Olbernath: "I'm afraid ye may be
(1772) Kaylin: Like I said, you don't look like
** (1835) Olbernath shrugs, "Not many folks're
*that* much." **
(1772) Kaylin: I could help you leave here, if
you swear by the gods to return, and avenge my friend's death.
(1773) Garun: "So how does you getting
his treasure help us get home precisely"
(1772) Kaylin: Who said I wanted treasure?
(1772) Kaylin: I want you to avenge his death.
I don't need money. I don't want to leave here. This is my home. But...if you
ARE men of good heart, then you can help me find peace.
(1773) Garun: "I just don't understand,
why not merely summon the octopus to fight this dragon, or use your tribesmen?
Fildin: "Hmm, a green dragon. It would be
neat to see one eventually."
(1773) Garun: "And secondly, unless you
can explain the painting and the portriat, how are we to trust a word from
** (1835) Olbernath quietly to Fildin, "I think
he's tellin' tha truth..." **
(1772) Kaylin: The natives view me as a holy
Rusty: "Afore I go, I'd like ta find who
or mebbe what killed tha' cleric in the inn."
(1772) Kaylin: Well, you don't have to.
** (1835) Olbernath to Kaylin, "Ye think ye
could keep 'em from killin' us?" **
** Fildin shrugs to Olbernath. "I guess, sounds
about right. Maybe this place is too much for us right now." **
Rusty: "An' we should know where ta find
this dragon 'fore we leave, so's we don' have ta bother ya about it when we
(1835) Olbernath: "Say, Kaylin... what'd
this dragon do when it flew out? Did it say anythin'?"
(1773) Garun: "Well please do explain
then...how the portal, how the compass and map and the beans in the brass box,
what does his kris do? Give me something." he says, his tone still steady
(1772) Kaylin: You ask a lot of questions.
(1835) Olbernath: "That's how ye find
(1772) Kaylin: I don't remember. I was too busy
swimming as fast as possible.
** Fildin moves to the back of the group so they can
ask their questions and he put his longhorn up to his lips and starts with a
simple tune, merly basic scales. After a couple passes, he builds the scales,
changing the tempo in different parts and adding in little trills in the brief
pauses between the long large scale notes. **
(1772) Kaylin: Though I think it might have
looked like Vesicant.
(1835) Olbernath: "An' have ye ever seen
it again in yer years here?"
** Kaylin shakes his head. **
(1772) Kaylin: You mentioned a kris.
** (1835) Olbernath winds his chin-whiskers around
his finger in thought, "Hmm..." **
Rusty: "Don't s'pose nobody came by afore
(1773) Garun: "I mentioned a portal,
and a painting too"
(1773) Garun: "But yes, we found a
weapon close to a pirates in a painting"
(1772) Kaylin: Some have come through the
portals from time to time.
** (1792) Amreth slips one sword into its sheath, and
draws the hidden dagger from inside his leathers, "This." **
(1772) Kaylin: Ah yes, I was wondering what
became of that.
** (1773) Garun half wave it off, wishing Amreth
wouldn't have taken it out so readily **
(1792) Amreth: "And now you know. What
(1772) Kaylin: It's called the dagger of the
leviathan. It's an object sacred to the Queen of the Deep. Umberlee.
(1772) Kaylin: Whomever holds it is called to
suffer a curse that he shall face a doom by water or until the blade tastes the
life of another.
(1772) Kaylin: That is, if you believe in tales
of midwives and such.
** (1773) Garun is a bit upset and pleased that he
hadn't touched it but Amreth had **
** (1792) Amreth glances at the kris, then back at
Kaylin, "Well, if that's true, it's good to know what I have to do to get
rid of the 'curse.'" **
(1772) Kaylin: Nbod used the dagger to hold
power over the natives of this atoll. They view it as a sacred object, albeit a
(1835) Olbernath: "After today, I don'
think any of us are goin' ta be scoffin' at wild tales fer a while."
** Joryn glances at the blade, somewhat concerned. **
(1792) Amreth: "It doesn't look like
much, though. But then, I imagine such a thing wouldn't."
** (1792) Amreth tucks the blade back from where he'd
produced it, "And while this is all very fascinating, you did mention you
knew a way off this island." **
** (1835) Olbernath approaches Kaylin, holding up his
map, "Since ye know this island, so well... d'ye think ye could point out
any areas o' interest on this map?" **
(1772) Kaylin: Of course. (points to the green
gate above you)
(1835) Olbernath: "Particularly that cave
(1772) Kaylin: Another is in the cave I
(1792) Amreth: "And where does the
(1772) Kaylin: The cave lies to the northwest,
underneath the Singing Cliffs.
(1772) Kaylin: Back to the inn, I'll wager.
** (1773) Garun looks to Amreth, "Show him the
beads in the box." **
(1772) Kaylin: Nbod used part of his wealth to
construct gates from his inn to this atoll. He owned an inn in Eveningstar many
(1773) Garun: "You've shown him
everything else," he says with a stern look
(1772) Kaylin: And bequeathed it to his
daughter. A wee lass named Mynamere.
(1835) Olbernath: "Anythin' dangerous ta
look out fer? 'Sides dragons, that is."
** (1792) Amreth fixes a hard stare on Garun,
"As if it really mattered. You've all already told him just about
everything we knew already, that and everyone's yapping and stomping about the
island letting anyone with an ear know we're here. Don't council me on
** Fildin picks up the pace of the song he changes
to. Although it is quicker, is is not a dancing tune, but more a storytellin'
tune. There are quick paces where one might think it felt like a chase occured,
and then a soft mellow area that brings to mind happiness and joy. The tune
then alters to a sharp couple notes that seem out of place followed by very
slow longing phrases of music, where one feels that something dear has been
** (1773) Garun smiles a bit as he speaks, "I
knew you had some fire still left in you, now I feel more prepared for an
adventure. Much more prepared" **
(1772) Kaylin: As far as I know, that's it.
(1835) Olbernath: "Hmm... Ye know, I ain'
no expert on dragons... but it seems ta me that if there was a dragon on this
island, it'd be seen more'n jus' once while ye was out with yer friend
** (1835) Olbernath to Kaylin, "Not that I'm
accusin' ye o' nuthin'. I believe what ye said. But it jus' sounds funny ta
(1792) Amreth: "I'm finding it
difficult to imagine an ol' green taking up residence on an island. Sandy
islands and the open sea are not their prefered domains. I figure we should at
the very least follow up on it."
(1772) Kaylin: I know what I saw.
Rusty: "So we're gonna go check it
(1792) Amreth: "I'm not saying you
don't. I'm saying that it's odd."
(1792) Amreth: ((didn't*))
(1835) Olbernath: "Aye, but I could make
ye see things an' make ye sure ye saw 'em. Not everythin' that looks real *is*
(1772) DM: ((so where to now?))
** (1792) Amreth unslings his pack, and fishes around
for something, eventually producing a little brass box, which he tries to hand
Garun, "You show 'em." **
** (1773) Garun takes the box and opens it tilting it
down toward the old man, "Found these to, have you seen them" **
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** (1792) Amreth slings his pack back over his
shoulder, and starts slowly trekking northwest, looking around for something to
eat, such as a tree bearing fruit. **
(1772) Kaylin: They look like wax to me.
** Rusty stands up slowly, unsure if storytime is
over already, "I s'pose we can't be setting here all night, after
(1835) Olbernath: "Well, I suppose we're
off ta see the other side o' this Isle. Thanks fer all yer help, Kaylin."
(1773) Garun: "Wax,' he looks back to
Amreth, "Hey Amreth, what would wax be for?"
** (1835) Olbernath thinks about that for a moment,
then asks, "Why do they call 'em the singin' cliffs?" **
** (1792) Amreth shrugs his shoulders as he walks
off, "Guess you could try sticking a couple in your ears when you're
taking a swim." **
(1772) DM: (we should stop here.)
** (1773) Garun hears the question of Olbernath and
thinks to candles as a kid and then to Amreth's statement, "Or in your
ears to block noise...Kaylin, what are the singing cliffs?" **
Rusty: "Thanks fer the story, Kaylin. Best
wishes with the holy man thing. Too bad about the Lurker."
(1772) DM: (or at least stop in 5 minutes)
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(1772) Kaylin: The natives claim that the
spirits of the dead live there, singing of their lamentations of not being able
to depart for the Undying Lands.
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(1772) Kaylin: Ever since Nbod died, I haven't
mustered the courage to return.
(1773) Garun: "What do their voices
(1835) Olbernath: ( afk a sec )
** Kaylin shrugs. **
(1772) Kaylin: I can't really tell you. Like I
said, I've never returned since the cap'n died.
(1773) Garun: "Do you presume his
lamentations are audible"
Rusty: "Are we gonna need a boat to visit
(1772) Kaylin: That's what the natives claim.
(1772) Kaylin: You might. They're to the
northwest of here, on the other side of the atoll.
(1835) Olbernath: (( Maybe we can debate our
next move on the forums this week? ))
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Rusty: ((That would seem good.))