The Trefaldwyn Chronicle - Dark Ages Pathfinder

Shayuri · Jul 12, 2013

Myfanwy's gaze bounced from one to the other as they sparred, a little taken aback by how...human...they sounded. Was it an act, she wondered? Something to put them at ease? Or were the Good Folk not so different as the stories made them seem?

Or, like humans, did they simply come in all manner of dispositions?

"Peace," she says, holding up a hand with a smile. "Peace, I pray. There are heroes to be found in small things as well as great, for those with the will to give freely of themselves in times of need. We don't know yet what we'll find, but saving even one life will put your name in the songs of a household...if that's what you seek."

Walking Dad · Jul 12, 2013

Daunton Du Duchnain

"I don't see the sense in arguing about "bravery" and "heroics". There is a mystery to be revealed and history will judge the humans and memory us." Daunton says in a haughty voice.

Fenris · Jul 13, 2013

Walking Dad said:
Daunton Du Duchnain

"I don't see the sense in arguing about "bravery" and "heroics". There is a mystery to be revealed and history will judge the humans and memory us." Daunton says in a haughty voice.

Fianol gives a little chorttle that makes it unclear if he was laughing at a quip or a joke.

Nidhogg · Jul 15, 2013

A slight smile crosses Gunnar's face as he listens to the others bicker before he replies. "I trust you're prepared for the road?" He cuts his eyes towards the elves before returning to his own preparations.

Fenris · Jul 16, 2013

Nidhogg said:
A slight smile crosses Gunnar's face as he listens to the others bicker before he replies. "I trust you're prepared for the road?" He cuts his eyes towards the elves before returning to his own preparations.

"The road is prepared for us in either case, if you are on your way out, then yes, we need not rest and can accompany you directly" replies Fianol

Dr Simon · Jul 16, 2013

Lord Meirion looks back at the group.

"Between me and God," he says, "I don't care why you've agreed to help, as long as you can help. Now come on, Dinas Hydd is a tough journey in this snow. Thank you again cousin for your hospitality and the..." he glances around the group again, still doubtful, "... assistance."

The journey is , indeed, a struggle through drifts of snow across the hills from Dinas Derwen, but the weather remains clear, albeit overcast, and by evening the group reaches Dinas Hydd, the Fort of the Stag. Smaller than Dinas Derwen, but with much the same layout - a grand hall, smaller family huts, all surrounded by a palisaded embankment and defensive ditch. Dinas Hydd looks down over the wooden valley of the Hafren.

"You'll be staying in the Great Hall as my guests," says Lord Meirion. "My cooks should have prepared some supper for us. Brother Breandan will be leading Vespers shortly, although I suspect that will be of little interest to any of you." He gestures to a small stone building. "My chapel," he says. "You may wish to consult with Brother Breandan about his attempts to exorcise this spirit that haunts us."

Kaodi · Jul 16, 2013

Gwyneira is stronger than her appearance might suggest, but not particularly tougher, and the journey through the snows takes enough of a toll on her. Once they are inside Dinas Hydd she does her best to shake off some of the accumulated snow from her furs as she looks around. "Yes, I believe we should speak with Brother Breandan," she says, quivering slightly from the cold, "That can wait until afterwards though. After today's journey I could use a warm meal. And a nice evening prayer does not sound uninviting either."

Nidhogg · Jul 16, 2013

"Aye! A warm meal, some ale, and a warm body will do for now." Gunnar takes a quick inventory of the barmaids and serving wench's scattered around the room.

Fenris · Jul 18, 2013

"I agree, some food and wine will ease the miles from us. Then I agree with Gwyneira that we should see the priest." adds Fianol

Dr Simon · Jul 19, 2013

The group are seated at the long tables in the hall of Dinas Hydd, and food (venison, bread, cheese and some spiced stewed apple) is brought to them, along with drink - hot spiced wine. Gunnar surveys the serving wenches, but all seem downcast and uninviting. As do the other people in the hall, it would seem.

Although the hearth is warm and the food is good, the company lacks the life of Lord Llewellyn's court. People sit alone, or in small groups talking in quiet voices. No bard lightens the mood with music or story.