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Saturday, 15th January, 2011, 12:58 PM #21
Lama (Lvl 13)
"Excellent, excellent! You simply have no idea how much this will mean to the people of Haatse! Well, then, if you'll follow me I've some horses in the stable for those of you who don't have one . . ."
On the way out to the stable Jocyn turns to Kalgor. "I'm afraid we have no list of the items originally interred with Ekat Haatse, but as the curse applies only to what was actually placed with his body it should be easy for such professionals as yourselves to discern."
And with these words you find yourselves at the stables.
The next two days pass in a blur. The weather is pleasant, though it begins to turn cold as you ride up into the lower reaches of the mountains of the Baronies. Jocyn proves to be pleasant company, a wealth of entertaining stories and songs accumulated over a long lifetime as an entertainer. You are unmolested by local flora or fauna and make the trip to Haatse in good time.
Once in town you're greeted with a hero's welcome. Though the townsfolk are obviously worried by their situation and somewhat subdued they are also excited that you've come to take care of the situation. You're put up in the Seven Silvers, a comfortable 2 story inn run by Trelvar Silvers and his 12 year old daughter Asina. When you awake you're given an excellent breakfast, and asked to prepare yourselves for your ordeal. Everything has the feel of a ritual repeated often down through the years. In the Seven Silvers' taproom, Asina struggles mightily to overcome her obvious infatuation with the handsome Iosef and her fascination with the great black cat Gragnor. She gravely informs you that a part of the ritual is for the townsfolk to equip the 'adventurers' for their journey, and asks that you leave your packs and equipment - other than your arms and armor and any 'specialized equipment you may need' - in her care until you return.
The bells atop the town temple toll their midday song, echoing throughout the quiet town of Haatse, as Asina escorts you through the empty streets to the town square. As the peals begin to fade, the first of the townsfolk make their way into the square, dressed in black, as if attending a funeral. They slowly fill the square, moving quietly across the cold, hard ground, their eyes downcast and mournful. A!er a few moments, a murmur passes through the crowd as it slowly parts to let Mayor Uptal through. He leads the way with a tarnished silver lantern. Behind him, an old pony drags a cart laden with backpacks and supplies.
Once he reaches the center of the crowd, Mayor Uptal stops and calls out to the assembled townsfolk. “Once again the winter winds blow through the Spoekjebosk Forest, marking the end of another harvest. There are wolves in the woods, howling at our walls, and serpents in our shadows, waiting to strike. Just as it was one hundred and seventy-four years ago, when Haatse himself left these walls to protect us, so it is today. Where are the heroes? Where are the brave folk that will venture out to Haatse’s tomb and retrieve the flame to keep this community safe for another winter?”
At this point, Mayor Uptal pauses and sends his searching gaze over the crowd. A sense of anticipation slowly builds as the town awaits the commitment of their brave saviors . . .
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Saturday, 15th January, 2011, 04:07 PM #22
Gallant (Lvl 3)
Ravenath, human fighter 1
-Here we are, My Lord. -the tall and handsome man step out the crowd and he put off his green hat, leaving his long blonde hair free- We are ready to help in whatever we can.
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Saturday, 15th January, 2011, 06:36 PM #23
Cutpurse (Lvl 5)
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"I will aid you." Iosef says, stepping forwards.
Saturday, 15th January, 2011, 06:45 PM #24
Waghalter (Lvl 7)
Kalgor and Gragnor step forward. Kalgor draws his blade in a flourishing salute. "We shall retrieve the flame."
Gragnor rears up on his hind legs and lets out a deep roar, then sits next to his master.
Saturday, 15th January, 2011, 09:27 PM #25
Defender (Lvl 8)
Anaerion also steps forward and says "I shall help you!"
Sunday, 16th January, 2011, 02:34 PM #26
Lama (Lvl 13)
The Mayor steps forward and speaks gravely. "It is well. Know that the fate of our town rests squarely on your capable shoulders. We have put together provisions for your journey . . ." He distributes the backpacks, one to each of you, then turns to Ravenath and presents him with the tarnished silver lantern.
Turning back to the crowd, he proclaims: “I present to you the brave heroes who will follow in Kassen’s footsteps to retrieve the Everflame! Some of them may not return, but I say to you that their sacrifice shall not be forgotten. Go, brave heroes, and do not return until you have the eternal fire.” With that, the mayor points to the south, the direction of Kassen’s tomb. The townsfolk begin waving goodbye with cold, solemn looks on most of their faces.
You begin your trek to the south, determined to put as many miles under your feet as you can before camping.
Sunday, 16th January, 2011, 05:32 PM #27
Waghalter (Lvl 7)
After a couple miles out of town, Kalgor stops for a minute to cut a sapling. "I thought my walking stick would have made me look weak, so I left it with my pack. I will be annoyed if I don't get it back." So, while walking, Kalgor strips the bark and whittles a new hanbo for himself.
Last edited by Satin Knights; Sunday, 16th January, 2011 at 06:21 PM.
Sunday, 16th January, 2011, 06:46 PM #28
Guide (Lvl 11)
Sunday, 16th January, 2011, 07:04 PM #29
Defender (Lvl 8)
Anaerion, while Kalgor is cutting his sapling, takes a look inside the pack again. He pulls out the trial map, and takes a look at it.
Asking the rest of the group, he says "Is your guys' map the same as mine? "
Sunday, 16th January, 2011, 08:10 PM #30
Lama (Lvl 13)