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Sunday, 8th July, 2012, 08:02 AM #1
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
Redbadge's Crypt of the Everflame (IC)
Crypt of the Everflame by Jason Bulmahn
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Current Date and Time: 7 Neth, 4709 AR (08:12:29)
Current Party Location: Entry Hall, Crypt of the Everflame, Serpent Gorge, 40 Miles South of Kassen, Southern Fangwood, Nirmathas, Avistan, Inner Sea Region, Golarion
Developments: Three days ago, the young heroes of Kassen embarked on the Quest of the Everflame, their coming-of-age ceremony and an old tradition in which they will retrieve a piece of the eternal flame burning in the tomb of the townís founder. Yesterday, the heroes finally arrived. This morning, they have entered the crypt and discovered that an unholy blight has fallen upon the villagers sent ahead of them.
Current Status, GambleCurrent Status, SnaggleCurrent Status, JosephCurrent Status, LissaCurrent Status, Nyra
Last edited by Redbadge; Thursday, 23rd August, 2012 at 04:33 PM.
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Thursday, 12th July, 2012, 09:03 PM #2
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
4 Neth 4709, Dawn (6:55:06)
Town of Kassen, Nirmathas
It is late autumn, in the small town of Kassen, and the winter winds have already begun to blow. Dawn is beginning to break on the 4th of Neth, and this is a special day for this hamlet of lumberjacks and woodworkers. This is the day in 4535, over 170 years ago, that the founder of the town, Ekat Kassen, set out with his men to locate and destroy the camp of a group of relentless raiders. The raidersí camp, located deep in the heart of the Southern Fangwood, was an ancient crypt later to be called the Crypt of the Everflame.
Though the villagers of Kassen were victorious, their beloved leader died during the battle at the crypt. Ekat Kassen was interred inside, alongside the other villagers and raiders that were slain. Today, the place serves as a memorial, with an eternal flame having been placed above Kassenís final resting place, so that all who visited might find warmth in the wilderness.
History of Kassen (DC 10 Knowledge (History))
Over the years, the Crypt of the Everflame has become an important part of the history of the town. The townsfolk view the crypt as a testament of those difficult first years of the townís history. Every autumn, a few of the townsfolk make a pilgrimage to the crypt to light a lantern from the flame and bring it back to town, where it is preserved all winter, a symbol of the townís resilience. Most years, the town mayor and a group of dignitaries perform this quest. Every few years, however, a handful of younger townsfolk are given the honor of lighting the lantern. Many see this as a passage into adulthood, a taste of adventure before settling down to work and marriage. The quest starts out as a solemn ceremony in town, where the townsfolk gather to wish the adventurers luck, just as it was when Kassen himself left to fight the raiders. When the adventurers return a few days later, the town holds a great celebration in their honor. This also marks the final harvest celebration before the long winter. Over the years, this ritual has grown more and more elaborate, and the town has prepared something special for this year.
It has been four years since the mayor last decided to send a group of young heroes to the crypt. This year, it is your turn to reclaim the fire from Kassenís crypt, a quest youíve been waiting for over the last several weeks. Your adventure will begin during a solemn ceremony in the town square, in which you will be sent out to retrieve the Everflame. The quest itself is a relatively simple one. You must travel to the tomb (about 40 miles south of town), venture inside, light the lantern, and return home. With the morning sun starting to peek in at the town, youíll soon be able to begin your journey. The ceremony will begin at noon.
Thursday, 12th July, 2012, 09:08 PM #3
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
Town of Kassen
Kassen is a small town ruled by Mayor Uptal, a fair, but mildly grim man. While most of the “townsfolk” actually live in small homes or camps in the woods and fields surrounding Kassen proper, the town is quite tightknit. As with most of the folk in Nirmathas, they stand up for one another and refuse to be pushed around.
Hamlet conventional (mayor); AL CG; Base Value 500 gp
Population 750; Type isolated (human 93%, halfling 3%, half-orc 2%, elf 1%, half-elf 1%)
Jonark Uptal (NG male human aristocrat 3), elected mayor of Kassen; Colbin Vetnar (LN male human expert 3/ rogue 2), woodcutter guildmaster; Gregor Wisslo (LG male human fighter 4), fighter mentor and captain of the guard; Holgast (N male human wizard 6), town sage; Rantal Prasst (NG male human cleric of Erastil 2), priest.
1. Seven Silvers
3. Woodcutter’s Guildhall
4. Temple of Erastil
5. Town Watch Headquarters
6. Renet’s Steel
7. Don Blanc’s Home
8. Sir Dramott’s Home
9. Braggar’s Shop
10. Vargidan Estate
11. Holgast’s Tower
12. Mayor Uptal’s Home
13. Arnama’s Home
With the sun rising, most of the town has already begun to stir. Most are excited about the start of the ceremony and hope to see you off on your journey. Although the ceremony won’t start until noon, each of your mentors will want to talk to you before you head off on your quest later today. In addition, Mayor Uptal would like to see the party before you make your way to the town square. Other than that, you probably have enough time to visit one or two other places in town.
Last edited by Redbadge; Thursday, 12th July, 2012 at 09:29 PM.
Thursday, 12th July, 2012, 09:12 PM #4
Novice (Lvl 1)
As Gamble awakes with a start, the first thing he notices is his stiff, aching back, and his pounding headache. The next thing he notices, while looking up at the ceiling, is that it seems much, much closer than usual. With a mild groan, the gnome closes his eyes and wills his head to stop spinning.
A young perky voice calls across the room, “Finally awake are we? You should be up and about then. Father wanted me to drag you both outside after you passed out during your wild night last night, but I convinced him to let you be. By the way, if you find that you are missing your coin purse, I would consult with Jimes.”
Gamble opens his eyes and looks to his left, where Asina, a pretty teenage girl, is gesturing towards a small lump in the corner. The lump seems like it is in even worse shape than Gamble. Gamble smiles and struggles to sit up, when he suddenly realizes why the ceiling is so close. As he slowly crawls out from under the table, he can’t fail to notice that he once again fell asleep in his clothes and armor, and is obviously lacking for a bath on top of that. The pain in the small of his back can easily be explained by the small harmonica still left in the middle of the floor underneath the table.
After retrieving his harmonica and making sure he didn’t damage it during the night by sleeping on top of it (Gamble concluded that it did much more harm to him than he to it), the bard looks towards where the lump, Jimes “Short Change” Iggins, lays unconscious. The halfling is curled up in the corner formed by the taproom’s small stage and the wall. The awkward position does not look comfortable. Gamble notices that Jimes is clutching something closely to his chest, even as he slumbers.
Gamble looks to Asina, who has already returned to preparing the inn for the day’s certain rush from the forthcoming activities. He nods at her, putting on his best hungover smile, “Thanks, Miss Asina.” He walks over to the base of the stage and carefully retrieves the coin purse from the Halfling rogue’s hands. Jimes grunts a bit as the stolen money leaves his grip, but otherwise doesn’t move from the contorted position he is in. Gamble feels no remorse about retrieving the gold. After all, he had won it fair and square last night.
Before he can even begin to set about on his day, he realizes that there is no doubt about it. He needs a bit of tidying. He conjures up his gnomish magic and begins cleaning himself and his gear with Prestidigitation. “Ah,” he thinks to himself, “Just one more good thing about being a gnome… no messing around with that filthy lye soap.” Just as he is finishing up, Asina pauses long enough in her work to speak to him again.
“I suppose you’ll be wanting breakfast as well, then?”
“If it is not too much trouble, Miss. I think it’ll help with this headache of mine.”
“You mean hangover, don’t you? What possessed you to participate in a night like that anyways, what with the ceremony and your quest starting today.”
Gamble winks at her, and holds up the coin purse. She just laughs.
While Asina fetches up a plate of food for him (after attempting to wake up Jimes), Gamble performs his daily harmonica ritual, calling upon the bardic magic that gifts him with arcane powers. After playing a few good songs (to the delight of Asina, and the chagrin of Mr. Iggins), and eating the bowl of porridge Asina brings him, Gamble feels fully recharged. Just as he’s getting ready to leave, Asina says, “By the way, Jocyn wanted to talk to you once you were ready.”
“Is he still upstairs?” asks Gamble, motioning towards the staircase leading to the second story of the Inn.
“No, he came downstairs before dawn, noticed you were out cold, and asked me to send you after him. He went to Holgast’s.”
“What is he doing there?”
“He didn’t say.”
“OK. Anyways, thanks for the breakfast. I guess I’ll see you at the ceremony?” Seeing the girl nod, Gamble smiles and winks at her once more, then heads out the door towards Holgast’s tower.
Last edited by Courage; Thursday, 12th July, 2012 at 10:45 PM.
Friday, 13th July, 2012, 05:12 PM #5
Acolyte (Lvl 2)
Snaggle's eyes snapped open; he always got up just before dawn thanks to the obnoxious songbirds in the area. Don had discouraged him from setting traps for the birds a long time ago. Snaggle slid out of bed and pulled the bed sheets neatly back into place. It would be a while yet before Don awoke giving Snaggle time to prepare for the day ahead.
Snaggle crept down the stairs from his attic bedroom heading for the kitchen in complete darkness. He stoked the banked coals in the stove to get the fire burning again and placed a large pot of water on the stove before heading back upstairs. Back in his room, Snaggle sat with his back to the stove's exhaust pipe wrapping his tail around it and letting the warmth sink into him as he meditated. The sizzling of magic in his veins was just as comforting as the heat from the stove.
The small kobold rose and pulled his leather apron from a peg to don it. He then went through several neatly organized drawers filling the apron's pockets with tools. As he filled the right breast pocket with caltrops, he paused:
"Hmmm, the last time I was at the Seven Silvers, I had my coins in my lower left pocket, and Short Change is sure to be at the ceremony today."
Snaggle shifted the caltrops to his lower lefthand pocket. Finally, he fastened his goggles onto his face and pushed them up onto his forehead; he wouldn't need them while all the curtains and shutters in the house were still closed.
Snaggle slipped back to the kitchen. The water had begun to steam and bubble slightly. He climbed up onto the counter and pulled two mugs out of a cabinet and dried tea leaves from a jar. Putting the leaves into the mugs, he placed the mugs on the kitchen table and ladled some of the hot water into each mug to steep. Snaggle then set about making oatmeal from the rest of the water and food from the pantry.
As Snaggle stirred the pot, a creaking noise and muffled grumbling came from the hallway. Don had fixed the floorboards in the hall at least a dozen times, and Snaggle had just as diligently "unfixed" them; he liked to know when Don was awake. Snaggle hopped down from the stool he had been standing on and slid his goggles over his eyes. He then scurried around the kitchen pulling aside curtains and opening shutters to let the morning light in.
Snaggle ladled oatmeal into bowls on the table as the old human sat down in a chair with a groan, and Snaggle broke the silence.
"Good morning dad; I made breakfast."
"Yum, looks like oatmeal with berries and uh salted meat? How um thorough of you." replied Don, smiling weakly as he started to eat the questionable meal.
Snaggle had never quite mastered the subtleties of cooking.
"I have to go by the Vargidan estate before the ceremony today. Master Vargidan said he wanted to see me beforehand."
"Did he say why?"
"No. Maybe he just needs to be reminded what day it is. Some of his springs aren't bouncing back like they used to if you catch my drift."
Snaggle finished off his food and deposited the dishes into the kitchen wash tub. " I made breakfast, so you get to clean the dishes. Don't forget to clean them before going to the ceremony. I don't want you leaving them in the tub all day like yesterday."
"I know I know. I'll see you at the ceremony, and don't let Moltus keep you too long." said Don running his hand through hair that was more gray than brown now.
Don smiled wistfully as Snaggle darted out the front door.
Last edited by Isklexi; Friday, 13th July, 2012 at 09:29 PM.
Saturday, 14th July, 2012, 06:06 PM #6
Novice (Lvl 1)
Joseph awoke and rolled out of bed with the dawn, which was, he decided, a useful if still annoying habit. The better part of two years working the night watch after days or half days in his father's smithy had left him with much less of an appreciation for the dawn than most people in his small town, but such is life.
As he gathered his gear and made sure his packs were secured, Jimes would be at the ceremony later, and while mostly harmless was incorrigible, he paused to run down the list of things he still needed to do.
I don't have to go by the smithy this morning because father started making arrangements weeks ago to be sure he isn't short-handed. Besides, with the harvest almost done and the festival right here business should be slow anyway. Captain Wisslo still wants me to stop by the HQ before the ceremony so that's really the only place I need to go. I enjoy a simple morning.
After a quick breakfast of porridge with a mug of beef broth and one of watered wine Joseph closed up the house and decided to make his way over to the town watch headquarters to check in with Captain Wisslo.
I appreciate that he didn't make me stand watch last night, I believe there was supposed to be quite a crowd over at the Seven Silvers.
Sunday, 15th July, 2012, 10:17 PM #7
Novice (Lvl 1)
Lissa rose well before dawn and prepared breakfast for herself and Nyra. As dawn broke, she had just finished preparing her spells. She then groomed and saddled Nyra, making sure to balance the weight of the gear in the saddlebags. After double checking everything she heads off to find her mentor with Nyra following on her heels.
Current Status, LissaCurrent Status, Nyra
Last edited by Etharia; Monday, 16th July, 2012 at 10:42 PM.
Monday, 16th July, 2012, 05:11 AM #8
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
4 Neth 4709 (7:38:18)
Town of Kassen, Nirmathas
The morning sun is just over the horizon, and like you, Kassen is already largely awake. Bits of life are percolating throughout the town as shops open, men head out to work on the river, in the woods, or in the field, and women open up the house to let in the light of dawn. Although the chilly air has a bit of a bite to it, most people are in a very warm mood. Much of the activity is centered on the forthcoming ceremony, and like any hardworking, isolated community, any deviation from the routine or mundane is welcome indeed.
Last edited by Redbadge; Monday, 16th July, 2012 at 09:50 PM.
Monday, 16th July, 2012, 11:06 PM #9
Novice (Lvl 1)
"I'll be sure to think on it sir. What can you tell me about the history of this ceremony?"
Monday, 16th July, 2012, 11:46 PM #10
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
"You don't know?" He seems surprised. He is well versed in both the history of the town, and its founder. Wisslo himself went through the ceremony when he was about your age, and has helped with the lantern many times since then. He is very traditionalist, however, and is not pleased with the more and more rituals piled on every year. At any rate, he recounts the entire tale:"I'll be sure to think on it sir. What can you tell me about the history of this ceremony?"
History of Kassen