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#Post#: 490--------------------------------------------------
A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 2, 2014, 10:23 pm
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*A new adventure!*
For what seems like the first time in the week since the
accident, the great hall of the palace is completely silent,
though it is no less crowded. All who are in attendance maintain
the respectful quiet as the four emissaries from Calimshan
approach Commander Finn Shepard, dressed in his formal Buard
uniform, and the ornate chest at his feet.
"My Lords," Shepard says, his voice as resonant as ever, but now
painted with the weightiness of grief and exhaustion. His
usually well kept beard has been left to grow out, and it seems
his hair has finally gone more silver than gold. "It is with
great sadness that I present this to you. Lurtz was not only a
strong and honorable man, but a close friend. I never thought—"
One of the emissaries from Calimshan cuts Shepard off: "Lurtz
was an old man. His time was nigh." The speaker is a fierce
looking half orc, with a long black beard, hair pulled back into
a tight ponytail, and a worn leather patch across his right eye.
His voice is rough and deep, but not unkind.
One of his companions, a huge half-orc at least a foot and a
half taller than Shepard and twice as wide, nods in agreement.
"Fire is a wicked thing."
The one-eyed half-orc says, "We thank you, Shepard, for
returning to us his bones. Rest assured that they will find
peace in the sands of our homeland."
With that, all four emissaries, three half-orcs and a human,
lift the chest, and proceed to carry it slowly back through the
hall and out the main doors. As the palace buards close the main
doors behind them, Shepard stands for a moment staring past the
great wooden doors. He blinks, and then says, "The Council will
now hear all comers." He then turns and sits himself at the long
table at the head of the hall, beside Chrysyres and several
notables from other regions of Grand Halen.
At this, the silence gives way to tumult as the crowd jostles to
get into some sort of line. On the sides of the hall, more
patient supplicants are huddled together, discussing in things
amongst each other in hushed voices.
The first to be heard are three knights, each with a different
fruit adorning his surcoat: a Watermelon, a Pumpkin, and a
Grapefruit.
"My lords and lady," the Pumpkin knight says, kneeling before
the table. "Our good Lord Maxwell of Harvest Hall humbly
requests Grand Halen's aid in the fight against those who would
usurp Impiltur's throne. Only an Oswynn may hold that highest of
seats, and Lord Maxwell seeks to put one there: a girl who was
found living high in the mountains to the west of our Lord's
realm has proven to be of that royal bloodline! We beseech you,
help our Lord restore this lady to her rightful place."
"Such claims have been made before, sirs, and all have proven
false," Chrysyres says, clasping her bandaged hands on the table
in front of her. "Even if her claim were true, we cannot help
you— Our king— my husband— was nearly killed here, in the center
of our nation. We cannot commit our few forces to foreign wars
when we cannot keep our own people safe."
Down the table, the other councilors nod in agreement.
The Watermelon knight makes to speak, but Shepard silences him.
"The Lady has spoken, and the council agrees. We cannot give you
the help you seek."
"As you say. It is disappointing, but I'm sure our Lord will
understand," The Pumpkin knight says, as the three of them bow
stiffly and move to the side of the hall.
Blaster, Geoffrey and Lyrina are standing together to the side
of the hall.
#Post#: 491--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 2, 2014, 11:10 pm
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"My Lady Chrysialis, althagh these young adventurures may haff
anly seen but one or two of the warl's perils, this party has
promise! A lower rank graop like this, built of foreners ain't
worth much in the cities. None of these wankas know the workins
of the Grand Hale anyho, they problay don't even know her
anthem! We could send us wanka-tankas out to help a neighba?"
Blaster's face is full of pride, to him this may have seemed
like the most graceful, articulate, and effective social
exchange he'd mustered in his life.
#Post#: 492--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 2, 2014, 11:53 pm
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Some of the other members of the council begin snickering and
whispering to one another, but Chrysyres simply smiles and says,
"Thank you, Blaster, your input is appreciated. However, I must
ask that you wait your turn if you have business with the
council." She motions for the next group to come forward, and a
haggard looking group of men with huge hair and beards, blue
face paint, and fur cloaks approach.
The Pumpkin knight shoulders his way over to your group. He has
a head of bright orange hair, tousled from the stiff winds
blowing outside the palace doors, and a large orange moustache
and sideburns.
"Blaster, eh? You're the sort of man we came here to find. Lord
Maxwell is always looking for strong fighting men, and he can be
very generous to those who serve him well. I was but a peasant
until Lord Maxwell himself raised me to knighthood for slaying
Roderick Burgundy at the battle of Southfen."
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 2, 2014, 11:59 pm
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*Has Blaster heard of the Battle of Southfen? Military Lore
check: d20(8+10)+(-1INT)+2= 19
#*#*##*REMEMBER WE ADD 10 TO Lore Checks that are 1-10 in
non-combat situations*#*#*#*#**
#Post#: 494--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 3, 2014, 3:31 am
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Blaster remembers overhearing talk about the battle of Southfen
between some buards in the barracks some years ago. It was a
bloody battle that occurred in a marshy area just north of
Harvest Hill. An army composed of men of house Burgundy and
house Firthson were marching down to attempt to take Harvest
Hill, the seat of house Witburn. Lord Maxwell, current lord of
house Witburn, caught them in the marsh, which was swollen due
to heavy rains. Many men on both sides lost their lives that
day, some to their enemies, but more to the mud and water. Some
notable casualties included Sir Strickland, the Blue Boar of
Glenwood, Sir Caulfield the Crazed, and Roderick Burgundy,
eldest son of Lord Archibald Burgundy and heir to The Pass.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 3, 2014, 3:20 pm
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"Ah, so you da lad who got Burgundy in da swamp eh? Well, that
musta been a hellofathing. I serve Rogny though, I ain' interest
in Impilturian knighthood. I just interested in Justice."
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 3, 2014, 5:49 pm
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"Aye, Justice." The Pumpkin knight glances behind his shoulder
at Chrysyres, who is listening intently to the bearded men.
"Though it seems the people of this nation have a queer sense of
what that means. If you change your mind, you'll find us at the
Adventures End Tavern. We leave at first light. Ask for Sir
Leonard Brackwell."
With that, the three knights give little nods and stalk off down
the hall towards the main door.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 3, 2014, 6:08 pm
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"Yagh" Blaster mumbles in affirmation.
#Post#: 498--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 3, 2014, 6:24 pm
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**Question: how messed up am I?**
#Post#: 499--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 3, 2014, 8:09 pm
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*Your hands and legs and left arm are scarring, but still
require some bandaging. You've also now got some pretty serious
burn scarring around your left eye, all the way back to your
left ear. You've got a bald patch above your left eye.*
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