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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1889404" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>R&R? Not likely</strong></p><p></p><p>The party returns to Mirwood, Benat is moved to tears as the town is in full swing trying to put itself back together again. Even the festival hall has been returned to a meeting place for elves. Korg and Gronar carry the crippled Nameroc to the elven temple, while Paquito and the other elves head off to gain an audience with the elder.</p><p></p><p>"Terrible injury, this will require a full heal or better yet, a regeneration spell." The priest tells Nameroc</p><p></p><p>"But, you can heal me right?" Nameroc asks </p><p></p><p>"Well, we have the capabilities to do so, however after the raid on our town, our resources are limited." The priest answers</p><p></p><p>"What does that mean? I'll be stuck like this for days? Maybe weeks?" Nameroc laments</p><p></p><p>"Well, I'm unable to provide this service to you free of charge, I'm afraid I will have to ask for the material contributions from you in order to heal you in a timely manner." The priest responds</p><p></p><p>"Ok, how much we talking?" Nameroc asks</p><p></p><p>"Four thousand." Comes the reply</p><p></p><p>"Oh no, I don't even have half that. Isn't there something else you can do? Maybe just do my hands now?" Nameroc implores</p><p></p><p>"I'm afraid not, not for a while anyway." Answers the priest</p><p></p><p>"How 'bout Gronar kill elfy now and then you bring elfy back as something else? Reed in cairn ate, Gronar heard elfy talk about that last time." Gronar asks as he unsheathes his sword</p><p></p><p>"What! Kill me? Are you insane?" Nameroc replies</p><p></p><p>"No, Gronar in temple. Korg dead before and he all better now." Gronar says as Korg nods in agreement. "See there nothing to be afraid of." </p><p></p><p>"That won't be necessary, maybe I, we can come to some other arrangement?" The priest offers</p><p></p><p>"Gronar think reed in cairn eight is best plan, what you think Korg?" Gronar asks</p><p></p><p>"Korg say maybe elfy come back as giant?" Korg says as Gronar's eyes light up at the prospect of another giant in the party. </p><p></p><p>Gronar raises his sword over Nameroc, but becomes dejected when he discovers that Nameroc is standing, fully healed.</p><p></p><p>"Aw, now Gronar not get to see elfy turn into giant. Oh well, now Gronar not have to carry elfy around any longer." The giant comments</p><p></p><p>"You are going to owe me huge." The priest whispers to Nameroc</p><p></p><p>"And I will gladly pay." Nameroc replies, as he watches the giants retreat out of the temple. </p><p></p><p>The giants spy Paquito, Benat, and Finrod loitering around the base of the elder's tree and advance to them.</p><p></p><p>"Korg think this bad spot to wait at, no one never brings mead here." Korg says offering his own interpretation of what the others are doing here.</p><p></p><p>"The elder has yet to return from an errand, so we're waiting here so as to best catch him, when he does return." Finrod replies</p><p></p><p>"Hey, you think Gronar get reward for killing pokeys?" Gronar asks</p><p></p><p>"I think we can arrange something." The elder interjects before anyone in the party can.</p><p></p><p>The elder thanks the party for their efforts in stopping the minotaurs from causing any more damage than they did. He offers the party five potions and a ring for their troubles. Benat takes the ring and everyone else grabs a potion, the elder tells them that the potions are from a secret elven concoction and they are greatly more powerful than anything they are likely to ever see. He tells Benat that the ring will grow more powerful over time and to not let it fall into enemy hands. The party thanks the elder for his generosity and they take leave. </p><p></p><p>Benat heads to the festival hall, and offers to perform for free, the patrons gladly accept and she sings them the tale of a small and insignificant beast who rises up and defeats his oppressive master. She captivates the audience with her rendition of Paquito's plight as the song would come to be known.</p><p></p><p>Paquito retires to his room at the elven magic school, and while unpacking comes across a rock he lifted from Taurranous' body. Casting <em>detect magic</em>, Paquito determines that it is of great necromantic strength. He takes the rock to Luinphayl and asks if he's seen anything like this before. Luinphayl asks to see the rock, and then asks that Paquito step outside while he performs some tests on it. After a couple of minutes, he has Paquito enter his room.</p><p></p><p>"This rock has been enchanted with a <em>horrid wilting</em> spell, I suggest you keep it somewhere where it is not likely to fall out." Luinphayl tells Paquito</p><p></p><p>"So what do I do with it?" Paquito naively asks</p><p></p><p>"Just toss and get out of the way, it's good for deforestation, or drying up a small pond, or section of a stream." Luinphayl replies </p><p></p><p>"What good is this going to do? Maybe you should keep it?" Paquito says offering the rock to his teacher.</p><p></p><p>"No, I'm afraid if I kept it, I would just end up knocking it off onto the floor. Then I would really be in a pickle, besides, I'm sure it's usefulness will reveal itself in time." Luinphayl responds with a smile.</p><p></p><p>"Ok, I guess I'll keep it then." Paquito replies</p><p></p><p>"Excellent, now tell me, have you had an opportunity to use your key yet?" Luinphayl inquires</p><p></p><p>"Uh, no. I have not." Paquito answers</p><p></p><p>"In due time I'm sure." Luinphayl says with a wink.</p><p></p><p>Paquito takes his leave of his teacher and retires to his own chamber.</p><p></p><p>Benat learns, as she mingles through the night, that there has been no mention of a traitor being captured, or any of the fallen elves turning into something else upon their deaths. The only information she's able to glean, is that the cemetery has been deemed off limits as of yesterday, which during this time of mourning seems like an odd thing to do. Benat resolves to find out more when morning arrives, but for the time being it feels good to amongst friends and "family". </p><p></p><p>Nameroc stretches his aching back muscles, having swept the entire floor of the temple's foundry. Although he was glad he received the healing he required, so he was not going to complain about what he agreed for his payment. </p><p></p><p>"One week down here won't be so bad, it'll fly right by and I'll be done." The elf said as he blew out the last of the lamps on his way to the stairs.</p><p></p><p>The deep red glow of the foundry makes the whole floor seem as if it was out of a demonic nightmare, he wondered what other "rooms" the temple had that the town proper didn't know about. For he had lived his entire life, over two hundred years, and never once knew a temple to keep their own foundry. He gave a heavy sigh thinking about what might be his duties tomorrow, as long as they didn't involve cistern work he would be happy. </p><p></p><p>Finrod bought up some time at the town's weaponsimthy in an attempt to forge his own masterwork weapon. Finrod had paid the smith for the uses of the forge and for the steel he would use in forging his longsword. The sound of clanging echoed through the night as Finrod worked at a fever pace, he vowed to show Benat and the giants, that he was useful to have around. As he neared completion, Finrod could tell it was going to be a spectacular piece, he wondered if he shouldn't sell it and reinvest the money in his next dream creation. </p><p></p><p>Finrod cooled the blade one last time, and swung the sword around his head. "Perfectly balanced" he thought to himself, the metal seemed to glow in the early morning moonlight. Finrod struck the blade flat against the anvil and heard the perfect tone, he flipped the blade and struck the other side against the anvil. *Snap* *clang* the blade had broken off at the hilt. It seemed almost impossible, he had labored all night only to produce a high quality piece of scrap metal. Humbled, Finrod leaves the smith's shop and heads to the festival hall to drink his morning away.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 1889404, member: 11574"] [b]R&R? Not likely[/b] The party returns to Mirwood, Benat is moved to tears as the town is in full swing trying to put itself back together again. Even the festival hall has been returned to a meeting place for elves. Korg and Gronar carry the crippled Nameroc to the elven temple, while Paquito and the other elves head off to gain an audience with the elder. "Terrible injury, this will require a full heal or better yet, a regeneration spell." The priest tells Nameroc "But, you can heal me right?" Nameroc asks "Well, we have the capabilities to do so, however after the raid on our town, our resources are limited." The priest answers "What does that mean? I'll be stuck like this for days? Maybe weeks?" Nameroc laments "Well, I'm unable to provide this service to you free of charge, I'm afraid I will have to ask for the material contributions from you in order to heal you in a timely manner." The priest responds "Ok, how much we talking?" Nameroc asks "Four thousand." Comes the reply "Oh no, I don't even have half that. Isn't there something else you can do? Maybe just do my hands now?" Nameroc implores "I'm afraid not, not for a while anyway." Answers the priest "How 'bout Gronar kill elfy now and then you bring elfy back as something else? Reed in cairn ate, Gronar heard elfy talk about that last time." Gronar asks as he unsheathes his sword "What! Kill me? Are you insane?" Nameroc replies "No, Gronar in temple. Korg dead before and he all better now." Gronar says as Korg nods in agreement. "See there nothing to be afraid of." "That won't be necessary, maybe I, we can come to some other arrangement?" The priest offers "Gronar think reed in cairn eight is best plan, what you think Korg?" Gronar asks "Korg say maybe elfy come back as giant?" Korg says as Gronar's eyes light up at the prospect of another giant in the party. Gronar raises his sword over Nameroc, but becomes dejected when he discovers that Nameroc is standing, fully healed. "Aw, now Gronar not get to see elfy turn into giant. Oh well, now Gronar not have to carry elfy around any longer." The giant comments "You are going to owe me huge." The priest whispers to Nameroc "And I will gladly pay." Nameroc replies, as he watches the giants retreat out of the temple. The giants spy Paquito, Benat, and Finrod loitering around the base of the elder's tree and advance to them. "Korg think this bad spot to wait at, no one never brings mead here." Korg says offering his own interpretation of what the others are doing here. "The elder has yet to return from an errand, so we're waiting here so as to best catch him, when he does return." Finrod replies "Hey, you think Gronar get reward for killing pokeys?" Gronar asks "I think we can arrange something." The elder interjects before anyone in the party can. The elder thanks the party for their efforts in stopping the minotaurs from causing any more damage than they did. He offers the party five potions and a ring for their troubles. Benat takes the ring and everyone else grabs a potion, the elder tells them that the potions are from a secret elven concoction and they are greatly more powerful than anything they are likely to ever see. He tells Benat that the ring will grow more powerful over time and to not let it fall into enemy hands. The party thanks the elder for his generosity and they take leave. Benat heads to the festival hall, and offers to perform for free, the patrons gladly accept and she sings them the tale of a small and insignificant beast who rises up and defeats his oppressive master. She captivates the audience with her rendition of Paquito's plight as the song would come to be known. Paquito retires to his room at the elven magic school, and while unpacking comes across a rock he lifted from Taurranous' body. Casting [I]detect magic[/I], Paquito determines that it is of great necromantic strength. He takes the rock to Luinphayl and asks if he's seen anything like this before. Luinphayl asks to see the rock, and then asks that Paquito step outside while he performs some tests on it. After a couple of minutes, he has Paquito enter his room. "This rock has been enchanted with a [I]horrid wilting[/I] spell, I suggest you keep it somewhere where it is not likely to fall out." Luinphayl tells Paquito "So what do I do with it?" Paquito naively asks "Just toss and get out of the way, it's good for deforestation, or drying up a small pond, or section of a stream." Luinphayl replies "What good is this going to do? Maybe you should keep it?" Paquito says offering the rock to his teacher. "No, I'm afraid if I kept it, I would just end up knocking it off onto the floor. Then I would really be in a pickle, besides, I'm sure it's usefulness will reveal itself in time." Luinphayl responds with a smile. "Ok, I guess I'll keep it then." Paquito replies "Excellent, now tell me, have you had an opportunity to use your key yet?" Luinphayl inquires "Uh, no. I have not." Paquito answers "In due time I'm sure." Luinphayl says with a wink. Paquito takes his leave of his teacher and retires to his own chamber. Benat learns, as she mingles through the night, that there has been no mention of a traitor being captured, or any of the fallen elves turning into something else upon their deaths. The only information she's able to glean, is that the cemetery has been deemed off limits as of yesterday, which during this time of mourning seems like an odd thing to do. Benat resolves to find out more when morning arrives, but for the time being it feels good to amongst friends and "family". Nameroc stretches his aching back muscles, having swept the entire floor of the temple's foundry. Although he was glad he received the healing he required, so he was not going to complain about what he agreed for his payment. "One week down here won't be so bad, it'll fly right by and I'll be done." The elf said as he blew out the last of the lamps on his way to the stairs. The deep red glow of the foundry makes the whole floor seem as if it was out of a demonic nightmare, he wondered what other "rooms" the temple had that the town proper didn't know about. For he had lived his entire life, over two hundred years, and never once knew a temple to keep their own foundry. He gave a heavy sigh thinking about what might be his duties tomorrow, as long as they didn't involve cistern work he would be happy. Finrod bought up some time at the town's weaponsimthy in an attempt to forge his own masterwork weapon. Finrod had paid the smith for the uses of the forge and for the steel he would use in forging his longsword. The sound of clanging echoed through the night as Finrod worked at a fever pace, he vowed to show Benat and the giants, that he was useful to have around. As he neared completion, Finrod could tell it was going to be a spectacular piece, he wondered if he shouldn't sell it and reinvest the money in his next dream creation. Finrod cooled the blade one last time, and swung the sword around his head. "Perfectly balanced" he thought to himself, the metal seemed to glow in the early morning moonlight. Finrod struck the blade flat against the anvil and heard the perfect tone, he flipped the blade and struck the other side against the anvil. *Snap* *clang* the blade had broken off at the hilt. It seemed almost impossible, he had labored all night only to produce a high quality piece of scrap metal. Humbled, Finrod leaves the smith's shop and heads to the festival hall to drink his morning away. [/QUOTE]
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