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#Post#: 461--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Chapter Nine: The Voyage Part Two
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: September 16, 2023, 10:15 pm
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Story One
Chapter Nine: The Voyage Part Two [/center]
Sirron Sea
The Straits of Algoni
On the Siren’s Song,
Captain Marko Trell.
Waves
Seagulls plague the ship and the dwarves on the ship.
Everybody’s flaws come out over the next few days.
Divisions are always under the surface.
Camaraderie will build over time
There have been laughs, arguments, hurt feelings, apologies, and
the gambit of activities dwarves get cooped up in one place for
weeks on end. They learn how to clean their own to cut down on
getting illness
They learn why activities happen on a ship. The constant
cleaning and scrubbing, besides giving people things to do,
serve an important function. To cut down on illnesses. Some who
care to learn get some seamanship.
Torin shares dinner with the captain on occasion.
The Passengers catch the first sight of Southern Ergoth in the
distance. They still have many miles to go before they reach
Port.
The Meteor impact that created the new sea destroyed much of
Ergoth as it is seen today the tectonic plates are broken apart
and Ergoth breaks apart along old and new fault lines.
A third of the Empire was covered by ocean and the rest was
split into five islands. Northern Ergoth, Cristyne, Enstar,
Nostar, and Southern Erogth.
The nullification of the Gales and the portals within, has
increased shipping by a hundred-fold. The fall of the Last
Dragon Overlord has created enormous opportunities for the
people of Ansalon, and their merchants and markets.
#Post#: 463--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Chapter Ten: Zhea Harbor
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: September 17, 2023, 2:35 am
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Story One
Chapter Ten: Zhea Harbor [/center]
Southwestern Ansalon
The Sirrion Sea
Southern Eroth
the Siren’s Song,
Captain Marko Trell.
Dry Axe (June) Summer Home Corji
The Island Continent of Southern Erogth looms before the ship.
They enter Morgosh Bay, despite the misgiving the captain had.
He had wanted to drop them off at Pontigoth, but with the
glacier melted in Morgosh Bay, and the Crytal bridge destroyed,
the Party can make landfall at Zhea Harbor and hopefully avoid
Daltigoth. The captain relents and brings them in.
For forty years the Bay was covered by an ice sheet and Zhea
Harbor was landlocked. Ergoth has used Harbor for detachments
from their main force that got off at Pontigoth.
Once anchored, the dwarves are brought into the port area. The
Dwarves are a nervous wreck during the whole procedure, but the
sea is calm, they get their Donkey unloaded and make their
goodbyes to the captain and crew they have gotten to know over
time.
They enter the town of Zhea Harbor. It has changed dramatically
from just years ago. It is still perhaps not the safest place,
but the Ergothians ran out the scum that was infesting the place
and chased them into the north. The Brass Tiger Company along
with the Ergothian Merchant Marines is here keeping order and
promoting trade.
They find an Inn and get rooms and spread out around town trying
to pick up information about the approaches to the west. Their
mule is named May. She is fed and watered by Jennnar Blackstone,
who takes on the job.
They come back and discuss what they learned. The Western way
from the city is mostly cleared of trouble.
Once we get into the Pass, it’s an open question. Thanoi, Ogres,
and White Dragonspawn have all been killed or they ran off into
the wild. They learn that nearly all the elves have left
Southern Ergoth and now live on Crystine. There is a mild
outburst about their only clue about Theros was that he was with
the wild elves. If they have all left, did he go with them?
Torin closes his eyes and preys on the answer.
Torin opens his eyes and says they his here, he has not left
with the elves.
They all look at each other and accept what Torin says. The
Dwarven company turns in to get an early start the next morning.
#Post#: 472--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Chapter Eleven: Ephraim
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: September 18, 2023, 2:45 pm
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Story One
Chapter Eleven: Ephraim[/center]
Southwestern Ansalon
Southern Eroth
Zhea Harbor
The dwarves are waking up early the next. They see Torin preying
to Reorx as they have seen him do before. They go to get
breakfast. They sit down and order their meals.
Torin eventually joins the other dwarves for breakfast. He is
trying to reason out a message from Reorx, but it is not very
clear what he is supposed to do. He hopes he can figure it out
before they get moving. He saw a Fire, now why fire?
What does it mean? He gets up and walks around the room. Fire.
Multicolored flames. He’s got it. He looks around until he finds
who he is looking for. A Man in a brown robe is finishing his
coffee when a Dwarf slides into his booth.
The Dwarf is also in a brown robe.
They look at each other for a moment.
The Man is not handsome, homely is perhaps the best description,
large front teeth. A poor excuse for a beard. But it’s an honest
face.
The Man asks the dwarf” Is there something I can do for Master
Dwarf? “
“As a matter of fact, there is. Why is a priest of Sirrion here
on Southern Ergoth?”
“Not that it's any of your business, I was directed here.” The
Priest answers.
Tornin explains “This morning during morning prayer, I was given
a vision of different color flame. I got the feeling it was
important, but I did figure it out until now. I was supposed to
find you here, now. I am a part of a company of Dwarves, we are
going to Foghaven. I did not even think of it until now.”
“You are saying you think I am supposed to help you? It could
be, I have not figured out why am here yet. I’ve yet to figure
out why I have been directed here. He prays to Sirriron, seeking
the reason, but he is not given clarity on the matter. “My god
is not being clear to me. Why do you think I am supposed to help
Master Dwarf.”
“Because none of us can get the Forge going like you can.” Torin
answers.
The priest thinks about the statement. He looks back at the
Dwarf, “I think you are right. I’ll be getting my things. I’m
Ephraim by the way, nice to meet you Mater Dwarf.
“Name’s Torin, Torin Stonebeard, Priest of Reorx. We are at the
table over there. We are headed out soon.”
“Understood, I’ll be back”
Torin walks back over to his companions. “Alright, The Maker in
his infinite wisdom has given me a sign to get help from
another. Now I couldn’t figure it out, But I have now. We have
an addition to the group, a Human priest of Sirrion.”
The dwarfs start grumbling and asking why.
“He’s going to help us get the Forge going.” Torin answers.
Enlightenment lights up their faces. They all begin to smile and
look at each other in amazement.
Soon the Dwarves, their mule, and their human companion are
traveling west, towards the mountains.
#Post#: 482--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Chapter Eleven: Into the Last Gaard
Mountains
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: September 19, 2023, 4:11 pm
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Chosen of Reorx
Story One
Chapter Eleven: Into the Last Gaard Mountains
Southwestern Ansalon
Southern Eroth
Last Gaard Mountains
Traveling West from Zhea Harbor
It is a desolate area that the Dwarves have traveled to. They
had to travel north by many miles to get around the lake. Moving
ever closer to the looming Last Gaard Mountains.
Their new companion has proven himself useful and not a
hindrance thus far. He is getting to know the separate
personalities of the Dwarven members of the company. During his
daily prayer, it would seem that Sirrion has given his blessing
to Ephraim’s path.
The air is getting very chilly in the morning hours. It takes
the party two days to reach the Pass. The bath of the Noble
River has carved a path over eons, helped along by the recent
melting of the glacier. People have moved through in the last
year or so.
A Bridge has been built to ford the river. They could risk the
Pass, but with no clear path through the pass, they cross the
bridge and find a road North, coming from looming mountains.
They have to decide between the road into the mountains and the
North Road to Castle Eastwatch.
After some spirited back and forth, the concern is the Knights
will hold them and question them about what they are doing,
setting them back. The alternative argument, maybe they have the
Silver Arm.
The decision comes down to Bale. He had been gifted visions. So
far, things have played out the way he saw it. He does not know
what a deviation would do to their chances. “We follow the Road
into the mountains. We are close.”
After that, the decision is made and the party heads onto the
road into the Mountains.
The road stops being a road and becomes a path. They push as
fear and they can safely go, and then camp for the Night. Now
the Nights get very cold. A passing rainstorm ends up dumping a
dusting of snow over the region for the Dwarves to wake to.
As they begin traveling south, the Dwarves start to see tracks
in the dusting of snow. Mountain Lions are here. They also find
Ogre prints.
Ready for anything, they move forward, climbing over dead fallen
trees, and uneven terrain. after many days, the Dwarves, the
Human and the Mule get closer to their destination but are soon
lost.
#Post#: 483--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Chapter Twelve: Wolves
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: September 19, 2023, 8:05 pm
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Story One
Chapter Twelve: Wolves
[/center]
Southwestern Ansalon
Southern Eroth
Last Gaard Mountains
Dwarves being lost is never fun to be around. Especially when
they have people to blame. The fault falls on Bale and Torin.
They really thought this path led to Foghaven. They retrace
their steps to see if they missed something. It is then they
hear that they are not alone.
A Pack of Wolves has been tracking them. The leader takes in the
scene. The dwarfs instantly shift so that the two guys they were
complaining about, Bale and Torin are protected, the Human
behind them. The leader leads the pack over the hill and down
towards the Dwarves.
Barek Stormhammer, Ragrim Shattershield, and Vorimir Stoneaxe
each strike when the wolves lunge.
Vorimir drive a polearm into one. Stormhammer beats the snarling
face of the leader back, knocking out teeth. With his Warhammer.
Shattershield hits the next one with his Mace.
Several more wolves have entered the fray, they go for the
Priest of Sirrion. Grail Longtooth and Jennnar Blackstone each
swing for the wolf and another pushes Longtooth down. Jennnar
chops into that wolf. Bale hammers the last one and it leaves
the area along with others that are still alive.
They find the presence of the ruins of a village. They
investigate and find a cave. They regroup and head into the
cave.
It is a long cave, that snakes and swerves. May the Mule is not
pleased to be in here. They soon see that coming to the cave
entrance, they have entered Foghaven, and the Sun is going down,
but through the Fog, they see the first sign of the Silver
Dragon Monument.
They make camp and decide what to do next.
They plan to see the Monument and see if any approaches will
take us there, but our primary job is to get to the Elderwood.
And soon.
#Post#: 988--------------------------------------------------
Re: 429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Book I The Chosen Chapter
Thirteen: Foghaven Vale
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: October 3, 2024, 12:13 am
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[center]The Chosen of Reorx
Book One
Chapter Thirteen: Foghaven Vale [/center]
Southwestern Ansalon
Southern Eroth
Last Gaard Mountains
Foghaven Vale
They camp overnight, post guards, and rotate. It is chilly, and
they light a fire, knowing it will attract attention. They used
the wood they had brought along, which had been loaded on May’s
back for the hike. Ephraim Avery gets the fire going and they
all gather themselves to the warmth.
Characters in this Play
Torin Stonebeard of Kayolin Hylar Priest of Reorx Hammer Brown
and grey hair and beard. The Priest wears a Grey Robe, a Belt
has tools, and a Hammer and he walks with a walking stick. Has
the bearing of a Merchant from the North.
Bale Ironforge Exiled Hylar Long black Hair with grey, short
black beard with grey.
The Introspective Blacksmith Fighter, Background in Smelting
Slade Grimblade Neidar Bounty Hunter dark hair, beard and beard,
some grey
The Deadly One Dark Pants, boots, vest, undershirt. Alertness
Grail Longtooth Neidar Clan the Oldest- Fighter
Double Bladed Battleaxe Grey and red hair and Beard, the
Grumbler, His skin light brown, grey hair, beard, braided.
earth-toned clothes
Ragrim Shattershield Exiled Hylar Clan, Fighter, Morning
Star, Shield and Polearm -Background in Engineering, the
Optimist, Dwarven Chian mail, helmet.
Barek Stormhammer Exiled Hylar Clan Family, Fighter, War
Hammer
Background in Mining
the Highborn Paragon Blonde Hair and Bread Plate Armor,
Helmet Cap
Vorimir Stoneaxe
Exiled Hylar Clan Battleax, Fighter Background in
Stonemasonry and mining Grumbler, gray-haired, bearded, second
oldest of the cohort. Also, the largest midsection.
Jennnar Blackstone Neidar Clan Fighter, Some Ranger
skills, Double Bladed Battleaxes
the Young Glory Seeker His skin is a deep tan or light brown in
color and he has ruddy cheeks and bright eyes. Earth tone
clothes
Ephraim Avery Priest of Sirrion, Human from
southern Solamnia, Red hair, Brown Robe, belt, with spell
component pouches. Background in Alchemy, and Apothecary. Has
pouches of things. Has a hand axe for personal protection.
May the Mule
The Dwarves and Ephraim, wake in shifts to cover Guard duty.
Early the next morning, they used another log they found on the
way and chopped it up. Some are saved for kindling. They make
coffee, oats, and flapjacks. They repack gear, clean the pots
and the pans, and the plates, spoons, and cups. They load up
May, and they are off after they douse the fire.
Traveling across the plane. The two lakes create the fog effect
on a mass scale.
It startles May who has never seen anything like this before.
They tug her along as they walk around one of the lakes/ Through
the Fog the Silver Dragon Monument rises over four hundred feet
into the sky above.
Its Magnificat. It keeps all of the Dwarves in awe, they don’t
even notice how close they are to Huma’s Tomb.
“Who are you? What are you doing here? Dwarves, come to loot,
have you?” comes a lone voice in the Vale.
“Barek, son of Barnabus Stormhammer does not loot graves, you
offend thee!”
“Now calm down Barek, we don’t want any trouble from anyone that
holds this Holy Site. They do not know us. Do not press this,
let me do the talking”
“Talk Priest.” Barek snarls.
“Quite a temper on your friend says the voice.”
“I don’t think he likes a person besmirching his family’s
honor.”
“Then apologies Barek, son of Barnabus.” The voice belongs to a
young Knight.
Torin reasons through the scene. “A lone Knight would not be out
here all alone like this, and speak with such bravado.”
“You are right Master Dwarf. No ordinary Knight would.” It is
then that he sees Bale Ironforge for the first time, and notices
that his right arm is gone. Pity rings through Knight. He
considers. “Why are you here Priest?”
Torin tells it to him straight. “Reorx called me to pick my
Hammer and head south from Kayolin to find Bale because
something is about to happen, and nobody else was sent to do
this, we were. Their names were chosen by chance and random, and
Slade came because Bale was his friend. Reorx has sent us to
forge Dragonlances. The Hammer is lost to us at this time, The
Silver Arm is our only chance to Forge Dragonlances, they will
be lesser of course, but they are better than nothing. It hurts
to say that, but Thorbardin is shut up tight.”
“Alas, that is hard news. You must go to the Elderwoods, and I
must come with you.”
“What about Guarding the Tomb and all that.”
“This is more important; besides you will never get past Wrynn
Darkfeather without me. “
“Why is that”. Slade Grimknife asks
“She’s the new Grand Druid of Chislev. And she is a Kagonesti,
yes, all of the Elves left, except for the Defenders of the
Elderwood that have sworn the Oath of the Pathfinder.
It goes way, way back.” The Knight says
“I haven’t caught your name friend?” Slade Grimblade observes.
“My Human name is Chase.”
The Knight answers.
#Post#: 989--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Book I The Chosen Chapter Fourteen:
The Curse
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: October 3, 2024, 12:15 am
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Book One
Chapter Fourteen: The Curse [/center]
Torin explains to his companions, that the Knight is most likely
a Good Dragon. I can’t be sure of what kind he may be, but the
legends of this area tell us that this is one of the holiest
sites of the Silver Dragons, so I would not bet against him
being a Silver Dragon.
A Silver Dragon. None of the Dwarves have ever been around a
dragon before. They felt fear and could not explain why.
The Knight leads them from the valley back into the Mountains. A
couple of days later, they enter the Elderwood.
Arrows rain down at their feet.
“Come no closer Sons of Reorx, unless you want to become a pin
cushion.” Says a stern, but feminine voice from the forest.
“Friendly.” Grail Longtooth says sarcastically.
“Anything but Master Longtooth,” Chase says. “Hail, Defenders
of the Elder Wood. It is I, Chase, the Defender of the Vale have
come seeking the wisdom of the Grand Druid Wrynn.”
“You have found her Chase of the Vale. Why have you brought
these… Sons of the earth to our lands?’
The Knight motions for Bale to step forward.
Bale steps forward.
From the Forest, a near-naked beautiful Wild Elf steps into the
clearing. dressed in the most minimal of scraps of material and
not leaving much to the imagination. She has tanned skin, with
tribal markings on different parts of her body. Short black
hair, with green eyes. She looks at Bale as if staring into his
soul.
“He was sent by the Maker, Lord Reorx,” Chase says.
“Does he know of the curse?”
“What curse?" Bale asks
“I’m afraid I don’t know about any curse.” Torin says “What
curse do you speak of fair maiden?”
“I am the Chosen of Chislev, I am Wrynn. The curse I speak of is
the curse tied to the Kargai Sargaron.”
The Dwarfs did not understand, they leaned in to hear what the
Knight translated. Kargai Sargaron -He of the Silver Arm.”
Wrynn goes on in the common tongue “It is known as the Grey
Wraith; he haunts the grave of the one known as Theros Ironfeld.
You must defeat it if you take up the arm. If you do not defeat
the Wraith, it will haunt you for eternity.
Bale feels himself falter a bit from the news. He asks himself
if he is prepared to risk such a heavy price. He steps forward.
He has never been so sure in his life. “I will go.”
Torin feels the possible faltering of the mission.
Slade steps forward, “You won’t face it alone brother.”
Bale shakes his hand with his left. “Thank you, Brother.”
“Dagnabbit you two aren’t doing this alone,” Stormhammer says as
he steps forward.
“Well if you’re going, I’m going.” Complains The Old Hill Dwarf
Grail Longtooth.
The competition between Grail Longtooth and Vorimir Stoneaxe
still going strong, Vorimir Stoneaxe joins the Dwarves going
into the Forest.
Ragrim Shattershield steps forward, “We are all with you Bale,
all of us.” Jennnar Blackstone steps forward.
“Thank you all, just thanks,” Bales says, feeling a bit
overwhelmed by their loyalty in the face of danger.
"One little problem fellas, unless you have Silver weapons you
haven't told me about, or Magically enhanced weapons, if you go
fight the Wraith, you won't be coming back. Lets think about
this for a moment. My hammer has been blessed, I blessed Bale's
hammer when he was asleep. Anyone else?" Torin says.
Torin blesses Slade Grimblade's Short sword. "We will go forward
with you Bale."
Ephraim, the Priest of Sirrion says he will join you also. "I
don't want to do this, I'm scared out of my mind, but I think I
can help."
I will accompany you, my Sword is Silver, but beware,though it
is called the Grey Wraith, it is in fact a Spectre. Still will
only be hit with silver or magical weapon, when it strikes you,
it will steal your lifeforce.
"No", Says Wrynn, "you should not go to your doom."
"It is that important." Chase says solemnly.
Bale looks to the Wild Elf.
She looks at the Knight and then back to Bale. “Follow me.”
#Post#: 990--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Book I The Chosen Chapter Fifteen:
The Grey Wraith
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: October 3, 2024, 12:16 am
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Book One
Chapter Fifteen: The Grey Wraith [/center]
Southwest Ansalon
Southern Ergoth
The Elderwood
Torin Stonebeard
Slade Grimblade carries the shovel over his shoulder.
Bale Ironforge
Chance
Ephraim Avery
Following behind the Wild Elf Wrynn Darkfeather.
They reach a glen and there, they see the Tombstone of the final
resting place of Theros Ironfeld.
Wyrnn tells them they need only to disturb the grave for the
spectre to reveal itself. She will remain apart from your
mission. “It is Chislev’s will alone that I allow you into this
Forest and disturb this heroes rest.”
Torin says a Prayer for the desecration of the grave of a hero.
Slade drives the shovel head into the ground at the gravesite.
He no more than takes the dirt and shovels it to the side when
the wispy strands of shadow begin to form above the grave. Slade
backs away, still holding the shovel. The Shade has form,
albeit, shadow stuff, but they think they can tell he was once
an elf, perhaps a priest by his robe. He is a Dark reflection of
his former self. His Life is bound with the arm.
“You dare…” It says in a menacing screeching voice.
“You dare come to steal the arm? I will not let you steal the
arm. I will make you all dead!”
It goes for Slade, but a stone of burning fire strikes the
Spectre.
Torin passes one to Slade. “Throw it like you mean it.”
It starts to go for Torin and claws at him
Slade Throws the stone Torin gave him at the spectre.
Chase comes forward and slashes the spectre across the chest.
The spectre sees the real thief, the one that will take the arm.
It goes for Bale. Bale raises his blessed Hammer and slams it at
the undead, but the Spectre absorbs the hit and flies straight
for Bale-They struggle, it appears it is trying to strangle
Bale.
Ephraim Avery, the Priest of Sirrion whispers holy words and
makes motions with his fingers –
A brilliant ray of scorching heat that arcs down from the sky to
strike the spectre and ultimately incinerates the undead.
DM -The Grey Wraith is gone, though its spirit is tied to the
Silver Arm of Ergoth.
Defeat of the Grey Wraith
Slade Digs up the grave and finds the casket. He opens it up and
climbs out of the hole. There, Theros’s decomposed skeleton, and
at his side, is the Silver Arm of Ergoth.
Wrynn Darkfeather says a prayer of asking for forgiveness for
disrupting your rest friend of the everfriend of the Kagonesti.
Torin does much the same. Theros Ironfeld was known to his
people only by the legend of the Man and his works. He looks to
Bale and nods.
Bale looks at his friend Slade, then walks towards the dug-up
grave. He looks at the modest tombstone bearing the name Theros,
and he sees his own grave being open one day for the arm, and
will he too, carry the cure of the Grey Wraith after he is dead?
Bale accepts the burden and climbs and almost falls in, but
catches himself. Sprinkles of dirt fall over the side into his
hair as he carefully reaches, but as he is reaching the arm
twitches on its own. Moments later it is in Bale's left hand, he
begins to reach it toward his right shoulder, and mystical
swirls of silver light course between the shoulder and the
Silver Arm. The Silver Arm connects with his shoulder and it is
a searing experience that shakes Bale straight to his core. But
he does fall in, he catches himself with his right silver hand.
Feeling the holy energy revitalize his tired and beaten body he
becomes whole.
Slade offers Bale a hand up.
He takes his hand and Bale Ironforge climbs out of the grave
wearing the Silver Arm of Ergoth on his right arm.
Torin beams with satisfaction at seeing this part of this
mission realized.
Bale closes the casket and says “Thank you.”
He uses his new silver arm to rebury the previous holder, as he
hopes the next bearer of the Silver Arm will do for him.
He nods to the Grand Druid and tells her thank you.
Chase and Wrynn share some words and then he accompanies the
others to the rest of the company.
When The dwarves see Bale and the Silver Arm, they all run to
him and embrace him with joy. Torin, Slade, and Ephraim join in
on the celebration.
#Post#: 991--------------------------------------------------
Re: 429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Book I The Chosen Chapter
Sixteen: The Pass
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: October 3, 2024, 12:19 am
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Book One
Chapter Sixteen: The Pass[/center]
Southwest Ansalon
Southern Ergoth
The Pass
Late Afternoon
The group begins their journey back to the Vale. Each dwarf is
happier than they have been in a long time. the mix of reality
and storied legend has fallen over them.
They begin to enter the Pass,
The others of this group, The Priest of Sirrion also feel proud
of being part of the fight against the Grey Wraith. The sight of
Bale connecting with the Silver Arm was incredible to bear
witness to. Meeting the Grand Druid of Chislev was also
incredible.
The Silver-haired Knight also felt excitement about the event.
They don’t see Jennnar Blackstone hit with a large rock, but
some of them hear the body go down and the rock falls and rolls
and hits another rock.
Those in the back
Grail Longtooth
Vorimir Stoneaxe
Ragrim Shattershield
Turn around and see
Jennnar is prone on the ground, he’s not moving or getting up.
Ragrim yells to the rest of the group.
Ogres, running down the hill slams into the back of the group.
Only Ragrim Shattershield and Vorimir Stoneaxe hold the line as
Grail Longtooth marches past them to take out the legs of their
attackers.
Bale Ironforge and Barek Stormhammer try to help the back of the
group. Grail gets one Ogre down and he starts chopping the face
of the Ogre. Another Ogre punches Grail Longtooth down to the
ground, and his leg twitches once.
Chase engages the Ogres while Slade shoots his crossbow and hits
one in the shoulder.
Stormhammer goes into a rage, striking ogres with wantonness
abandon.
Vorimir Stoneaxe falls to a wound.
Bale pounds the hip of an ogre and it goes down.
Barek Stormhammer’s rage on his face sends the last two Ogres
running away. Barek drops to his knees and screams at the ogres.
Chase kneels beside Vorimir and heals his wounds.
The surviving party members go to their friend's bodies and weep
for them.
They find May, who ran away at the first sign of trouble.
Grail Longtooth and Jennnar Blackstone are wrapped in blankets.
They build two sleds to drag their bodies to a place where they
can be buried.
With heavy hearts, they begin again the trek to the Vale.
#Post#: 992--------------------------------------------------
429 AC The Chosen of Reorx Book I The Chosen Chapter Seventeen:
The Forest of Peace
DIR By: Dungeon Master
Date: October 3, 2024, 12:21 am
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[center]Chosen of Reorx
Book One
Chapter Seventeen: The Forest of Peace[/center]
Southwest Ansalon
Southern Ergoth
Last Gaard Mountains
Foghaven Vale
The Forest of Peace
Chase shows them a place in the Vale where they can bury the
bodies of their fallen in the Forest of Peace in the Vale. They
dig down They lay their bodies to rest. Torin Stonebeard says a
prayer for them blessed by Reorx.
Bale says “I thank you for coming with this, with me on this
journey, I am proud to have to known you and fought beside you.”
Vorimir Stoneaxe makes peace with Grail Longtooth, putting an
end to their long-running feud.
Slade tells them “He will tell their families of what happened
and why they were here with us.”
Barek Stormhammer and Ragrim Shattershield are quiet, just
thinking.
Bird song fill the air.
Once they have paid their respects, they make camp near the
Ruins of Foghaven. Some of the statues have been toppled they
can see from a distance at Huma’s Tomb. The group is quiet.
The Next morning, they eat and try to have some semblance of a
normal conversation.
Torin says "We need a concerted effort to repair this place, set
guards, patrols. It would be an honorable duty to take up and be
posted at."
Chase says “time has moved on, who knows how many more Dragon
Wars there will be.”
Before everyone gets up and gets ready to move out Chase
explains some of what to look forward to. “It will be
treacherous up there in some places, I’ll help you the best I
can.” There are Giant Eagles, Kyrie, possibly Ogres, and
possibly a Saqualamino.
“Are those even real?” Barek asks disbelievingly.
Vorimir answers “Your Damn right they’re real. I guess you’ve
never had to fight one them before. Big apes. Tall big and ugly,
and strong too.”
“Okay.” Stormhammer says, still not entirely believing them, but
accepting the possibility they still exist. “I’d be interested
to see a Kyrie though.”
They are soon on the move to the Monument of the Silver Dragon,
The Fog fills the Valley, but the Stone Dragon stands four
hundred feet above them, and they see glimpses of the towering
majestic Stone Dragon.
Chase explains that there was once a path from Huma’s Tomb, but
it has been sealed off by cave-ins during the cataclysm.
Chase leads them on the path up the mountain on the secret path.
It takes a couple of days. Most of them were quietly paying
attention to what they were doing lest they fall. The loss of
their teammates hangs like a cloud over their climb and dealing
with the existing conditions. They unpacked May first and led
her over the enlarged sheep.
The path up was treacherous at times. They reached the First
Base Camp and rotated guards through the night.
The Next day comes across many Giant Eagles. They see Chase, and
they calm down, and let the party pass.
Travel through the day, getting Vorimir Stoneaxe up here was a
chore. They travel to the Second Base Camp, and rest for the
night, posting guards, same as before.
The Next day, they are up with Breakfast. They can hear what
sounds like big birds a distance away, but they can not see
anything. They are getting closer to the back of the Stone
Dragon.
They set out; they inch past a crevice one at a time. It takes
the humans and big dwarves longer to get across. They send
Vorimir Stoneaxe second. Slade went across first. After
Vorimir, Torin goes, then Bale, then Stormhammer inches by. He
hears noises go on, like roars, he hurries along faster, almost
slipping, and he gets by to see Saqualamino (A wild
white-haired, ape-man) wrestling with Bale. Slade and Torin are
picking themselves up off the ground. They have been knocked
down by this savage man-beast. Vorimir is on the edge, knocked
out.
Barek Stormhammer grabs the white hairy ape man from behind.
The Saqualamino pushes Bale into the stone wall hard turns
around and wrestles Stormhammer, soon Barek is knocked down.
Slade slashes the back of the Man ape’s legs. It is angered and
roars and starts to grab Torin to throw at Slade.
Stormhammer can just see it happened and he stands up and rushes
the Bull Saqualamino taking them both off the cliff.
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