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<blockquote data-quote="Envisioner" data-source="post: 7942917" data-attributes="member: 6749263"><p>[ooc]As I mentioned on the OOC thread, my life took a turn for the worst, so I'll stop drawing out a scene that I was hoping to explore in great detail, and proceed directly to the action beginning. Please take it as read that your characters are at least somewhat positively inclined toward the folk of this village, since I don't have the time I was hoping to take actually portraying them as unique individuals so that you could organically grow fond of some of them.[/ooc]</p><p></p><p><strong>Lyle</strong></p><p>Saddlesore proves to be a fairly uninteresting conversationalist; he hasn't seen the green woman, though he does confirm that Preznak rode out of town in a hurry, heading north and a bit east in the general direction of Scornubel and Berdusk (or maybe it's Beregost, nobody can keep those two straight). Other than that detail, you learn nothing from him, and for lack of a better idea what to do, you head back toward the center of town, trying not to dwell upon the rapidly worsening weather. You're just in time to see a pair of dwarves, very slightly drunk by non-dwarven standards, emerge from the pub, seemingly discussing the weather.</p><p></p><p><strong>Dwarves</strong></p><p>As a halfling you know nothing about idly strolls in his and Mornok's direction, Grimnir takes a look up at the sky and ponders what theology he knows. Though never formally educated, he's collected plenty of tales from pious travelers, and as he sifts through these in his mind, he realizes that a storm this far inland seems increasingly unlikely to be the work of Umberlee; she might have set it in motion, but once it was well clear of the waves, it ought properly to have become the purview of Talos the Thunderlord, a deity even more feared and less loved than the Sea Witch. The two are notoriously rivals, with one breed of island-dwelling humans of your acquaintance even believing the two of them (although for some reason they think Umberlee is male, and never call her by name) are the only gods who exist, that sea and sky are constantly at war, with land little more than a neutral zone designed to keep them apart. Their cult is certainly nonsense, and probably won't survive past the first time a cleric of Tyr or Tempus or Silvanus lands on their shores...still, their odd belief is a microcosm of what you've been taught is true, that these two ill-tempered Powers are eternally at odds, and that storms traveling this far inland are either Umberlee's attacks against Talos, or his violent usurpations of the initially-harmless (well, mostly) weather systems that she creates.</p><p></p><p>As you dwell upon this enigma, sunlight falls unexpectedly on your face, and you look up to see that the storm clouds are dissolving almost fast enough for the naked eye to see. The flanks of the shadowy cumulonimbus continue to extend far to the north and south, but Greenest itself is illuminated by the last setting rays of Amanautor...and, looking down the main road directly to the west, you see that the newly emergent light is catching the upper layers of a massive dust cloud several miles away, whose dim outline you can then make out in the gloom beneath what remains of the cloud wall. No caravan could kick up that much dirt as it ambles slowly along...but an army riding fast certainly might....</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Envisioner, post: 7942917, member: 6749263"] [ooc]As I mentioned on the OOC thread, my life took a turn for the worst, so I'll stop drawing out a scene that I was hoping to explore in great detail, and proceed directly to the action beginning. Please take it as read that your characters are at least somewhat positively inclined toward the folk of this village, since I don't have the time I was hoping to take actually portraying them as unique individuals so that you could organically grow fond of some of them.[/ooc] [B]Lyle[/B] Saddlesore proves to be a fairly uninteresting conversationalist; he hasn't seen the green woman, though he does confirm that Preznak rode out of town in a hurry, heading north and a bit east in the general direction of Scornubel and Berdusk (or maybe it's Beregost, nobody can keep those two straight). Other than that detail, you learn nothing from him, and for lack of a better idea what to do, you head back toward the center of town, trying not to dwell upon the rapidly worsening weather. You're just in time to see a pair of dwarves, very slightly drunk by non-dwarven standards, emerge from the pub, seemingly discussing the weather. [B]Dwarves[/B] As a halfling you know nothing about idly strolls in his and Mornok's direction, Grimnir takes a look up at the sky and ponders what theology he knows. Though never formally educated, he's collected plenty of tales from pious travelers, and as he sifts through these in his mind, he realizes that a storm this far inland seems increasingly unlikely to be the work of Umberlee; she might have set it in motion, but once it was well clear of the waves, it ought properly to have become the purview of Talos the Thunderlord, a deity even more feared and less loved than the Sea Witch. The two are notoriously rivals, with one breed of island-dwelling humans of your acquaintance even believing the two of them (although for some reason they think Umberlee is male, and never call her by name) are the only gods who exist, that sea and sky are constantly at war, with land little more than a neutral zone designed to keep them apart. Their cult is certainly nonsense, and probably won't survive past the first time a cleric of Tyr or Tempus or Silvanus lands on their shores...still, their odd belief is a microcosm of what you've been taught is true, that these two ill-tempered Powers are eternally at odds, and that storms traveling this far inland are either Umberlee's attacks against Talos, or his violent usurpations of the initially-harmless (well, mostly) weather systems that she creates. As you dwell upon this enigma, sunlight falls unexpectedly on your face, and you look up to see that the storm clouds are dissolving almost fast enough for the naked eye to see. The flanks of the shadowy cumulonimbus continue to extend far to the north and south, but Greenest itself is illuminated by the last setting rays of Amanautor...and, looking down the main road directly to the west, you see that the newly emergent light is catching the upper layers of a massive dust cloud several miles away, whose dim outline you can then make out in the gloom beneath what remains of the cloud wall. No caravan could kick up that much dirt as it ambles slowly along...but an army riding fast certainly might.... [/QUOTE]
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