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<blockquote data-quote="hewligan" data-source="post: 4447575" data-attributes="member: 19688"><p><strong>Jovik's Escape</strong></p><p></p><p>Jovik knew all about the original Wolves of Sandpoint. They were just legend now. Ancient stories about the small group of rangers, druids, and warriors who first wrestled this area from the hands of the goblins, bugbears, and ogres. That was many generations ago, and now they were just a name bandied around as a simple representation of honour, of bravery, and perhaps of camaraderie. Jovik had his own thoughts about these things. They had probably been men like him, driven by wanderlust and boredom to escape the confines of their hopeless lives. No doubt they had fallen into their 'heroism' by accident, much like him, and no doubt the passing of time had made the stories grow far beyond the reality of their actual deeds. Regardless, he was now tied into their legend. A Wolf.</p><p></p><p>That first week was nearly the death of him. Actually, he didn't quite survive the week in Sandpoint. Five days it was. Five days of patrols, cards, drink, and ... soft companionship. And it drove him crazy.</p><p></p><p>Then Shalelu Andosana returned. (OOC: <a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3179/2716936934_186de31980_o.jpg" target="_blank">link to a picture of her</a>). The elven ranger who you last met a couple of weeks ago and who furnished such good information on the goblin tribes in the area.</p><p></p><p>It is arranged for Jovik, Jokad, Kael, and Shalelu to have a private dinner. She sits quietly at the table in the private room of the White Deer, listening to your tale, occasionally tearing off small splinters of the fresh bread that has been provided, and sipping on her red wine. When you tell her of the death of the bugbear Brathazmus, she raises a single eyebrow, and leans forward.</p><p></p><p>Shalelu starts to talk, her voice is beautiful, almost musical, and at times you have to strain to pick up her quietly spoken words.</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: MediumTurquoise">He was a terrible creature. An adversary of mine for many years. I fought him three times, but neither of us could gain the upper hand. Once he nearly killed me, but I managed to leap into the river. He hated water. Hated it! Once, I caught up with him after he had slaughtered the entire family at a distant farm. He had done his work over a few days. Days! He was a beast. I thought I had him that time. I had filled him with arrows, but still he slipped from my grasp, fleeing into the thistle briars near Thistletop. I thank you for killing him!</span>"</p><p></p><p>At this last bit, you slide across the necklace of ears as proof of the killing. Shalelu offers a weak, sad smile.</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: MediumTurquoise">Only a portion of his victims! You should burn this, or take it to the church for consecration.</span>"</p><p></p><p>Now that she has broken her silence, she seems a lot more animated, and the telling of the rest of your tale is more enjoyable for her questions, and remarks. The meal ends, but the drinks continue to flow. Jokad appears sedate, Kael tired, and more than a little preoccupied, and Jovik, poor Jovik, is latching on to each and every offer of excitement, trying to find something to spice up his 'imprisonment' here at Sandpoint.</p><p></p><p>As the evening unfolds, Shalelu starts talking about her work at Fort Rannick. She spends much of her time there, using it as her base of operation, helping out the hunter and ranger order, the Black Arrows, that use it to tame the dangerous area it is located at.</p><p></p><p>It is having some problems of late, just more activity in the Hook Mountain area. Problems that the Black Arrows are handling well, but she wants to do some scouting to see if she can find the root of it.</p><p></p><p>Jovik's ears perk up at this. A fort, far away, needing help. Best of all, it is NOT Sandpoint. He starts to enquire if they could use any additional aid. A scout perhaps, someone fleet of foot and quick of mind. Shalelu laughs, but then seeing that he is serious, nods enthusiastically.</p><p></p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: MediumTurquoise">Of course. But it is a long trip. I was going to leave tomorrow, taking the river barges, with some connecting walking. That will take about 6 days. I know a few shortcuts! By horse it takes 9 or so. My foot 19. You will need a few gold to pay the boatmen. Trust me, you don't want to walk!</span>"</p><p></p><p>Jovik smiles. An escape. A way out, and real adventure!</p><p></p><p>OOC: Follow up post for Jovik to complete this will follow tomorrow, as well as Jokad's. If Jokad wants to go with Jovik, let me know and I will add him to this tale - otherwise I will craft a separate one. Kael will be separate.</p><p></p><p>I will also do the treasure estimates tomorrow, although I may miss a few things.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="hewligan, post: 4447575, member: 19688"] [b]Jovik's Escape[/b] Jovik knew all about the original Wolves of Sandpoint. They were just legend now. Ancient stories about the small group of rangers, druids, and warriors who first wrestled this area from the hands of the goblins, bugbears, and ogres. That was many generations ago, and now they were just a name bandied around as a simple representation of honour, of bravery, and perhaps of camaraderie. Jovik had his own thoughts about these things. They had probably been men like him, driven by wanderlust and boredom to escape the confines of their hopeless lives. No doubt they had fallen into their 'heroism' by accident, much like him, and no doubt the passing of time had made the stories grow far beyond the reality of their actual deeds. Regardless, he was now tied into their legend. A Wolf. That first week was nearly the death of him. Actually, he didn't quite survive the week in Sandpoint. Five days it was. Five days of patrols, cards, drink, and ... soft companionship. And it drove him crazy. Then Shalelu Andosana returned. (OOC: [URL="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3179/2716936934_186de31980_o.jpg"]link to a picture of her[/URL]). The elven ranger who you last met a couple of weeks ago and who furnished such good information on the goblin tribes in the area. It is arranged for Jovik, Jokad, Kael, and Shalelu to have a private dinner. She sits quietly at the table in the private room of the White Deer, listening to your tale, occasionally tearing off small splinters of the fresh bread that has been provided, and sipping on her red wine. When you tell her of the death of the bugbear Brathazmus, she raises a single eyebrow, and leans forward. Shalelu starts to talk, her voice is beautiful, almost musical, and at times you have to strain to pick up her quietly spoken words. "[COLOR="MediumTurquoise"]He was a terrible creature. An adversary of mine for many years. I fought him three times, but neither of us could gain the upper hand. Once he nearly killed me, but I managed to leap into the river. He hated water. Hated it! Once, I caught up with him after he had slaughtered the entire family at a distant farm. He had done his work over a few days. Days! He was a beast. I thought I had him that time. I had filled him with arrows, but still he slipped from my grasp, fleeing into the thistle briars near Thistletop. I thank you for killing him![/COLOR]" At this last bit, you slide across the necklace of ears as proof of the killing. Shalelu offers a weak, sad smile. "[COLOR="MediumTurquoise"]Only a portion of his victims! You should burn this, or take it to the church for consecration.[/COLOR]" Now that she has broken her silence, she seems a lot more animated, and the telling of the rest of your tale is more enjoyable for her questions, and remarks. The meal ends, but the drinks continue to flow. Jokad appears sedate, Kael tired, and more than a little preoccupied, and Jovik, poor Jovik, is latching on to each and every offer of excitement, trying to find something to spice up his 'imprisonment' here at Sandpoint. As the evening unfolds, Shalelu starts talking about her work at Fort Rannick. She spends much of her time there, using it as her base of operation, helping out the hunter and ranger order, the Black Arrows, that use it to tame the dangerous area it is located at. It is having some problems of late, just more activity in the Hook Mountain area. Problems that the Black Arrows are handling well, but she wants to do some scouting to see if she can find the root of it. Jovik's ears perk up at this. A fort, far away, needing help. Best of all, it is NOT Sandpoint. He starts to enquire if they could use any additional aid. A scout perhaps, someone fleet of foot and quick of mind. Shalelu laughs, but then seeing that he is serious, nods enthusiastically. "[COLOR="MediumTurquoise"]Of course. But it is a long trip. I was going to leave tomorrow, taking the river barges, with some connecting walking. That will take about 6 days. I know a few shortcuts! By horse it takes 9 or so. My foot 19. You will need a few gold to pay the boatmen. Trust me, you don't want to walk![/COLOR]" Jovik smiles. An escape. A way out, and real adventure! OOC: Follow up post for Jovik to complete this will follow tomorrow, as well as Jokad's. If Jokad wants to go with Jovik, let me know and I will add him to this tale - otherwise I will craft a separate one. Kael will be separate. I will also do the treasure estimates tomorrow, although I may miss a few things. [/QUOTE]
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